Why Don't I Have a Childhood Friend Like That?!

McGonagall turned to Hermione and the others. "I'll take them back to the lounge before I go over."

Snape nodded silently.

"Let's go," Professor McGonagall said to Hermione and the others.

The three of them silently followed Professor McGonagall.

Four people walked on the same road, but their feelings were all different.

Hermione thought to herself, "Thank goodness for the necklace Silan gave me today, otherwise being petrified would probably be the best-case scenario."

Lavender and Parvati were relieved to have survived, while also thinking to themselves, "Silan Prewett is really amazing!"

The necklace they made was so powerful that it scared away even the most terrifying monster.

I'm so envious of Hermione, having such a great friend!

She has excellent academic performance, strong practical skills, high magical prowess, and is also good-looking. I've heard that she's kind-hearted, selfless, and never lies.

Are there really such perfect people in this world?

Why don't I have a childhood sweetheart like that?!

Both of them sighed inwardly, "The Sorting Hat has gone mad! How could someone like that be sorted into Slytherin?!"

Compared to the three of them, Professor McGonagall's mood was much heavier.

The school term had barely begun when another attack occurred, and they still haven't been able to resolve the issue.

The fact that the students at the school were in danger filled her with immense worry.

As they walked to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and solemnly gave him her instructions.

"Don't go out so late these days, be careful."

The three people nodded like birds pecking at an earthworm.

"However..." Professor McGonagall smiled, her gentle, approving gaze looking at them through her glasses, "You did very well today."

"As the Headmaster of Gryffindor, I am truly proud of you all. Each and every one of you is a worthy Gryffindor."

Hermione was a little embarrassed. "If it weren't for the necklace Silan left behind, we probably wouldn't be here today..."

Professor McGonagall chuckled and placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder. "But you didn't know the necklace would work at first, did you?"

"Yes..."

"Therefore, your courage is beyond question."

Professor McGonagall's gaze swept over the three of them, and she said earnestly, "For your courage, Gryffindor gets fifty points."

The three people looked at each other, their mouths agape in surprise.

They clearly hadn't expected Professor McGonagall to give them so many points.

"Alright, go back and rest."

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she resumed her usual serious and earnest demeanor.

After watching Hermione and the others return to the common room, Professor McGonagall turned and left, heading towards the Hospital Wing.

As soon as she entered the Hospital Wing, she heard Madam Pomfrey's voice, which was both sad and angry.

"Dumbledore! This can't go on!"

Madam Pomfrey's voice was somewhat hoarse, "The children are in danger! As the principal, you must take action!"

"Don't worry, I'll figure something out," Dumbledore said, glancing at Professor McGonagall.

After looking away, Dumbledore whispered to Madam Pomfrey, "Please take good care of these students."

"I will."

Madam Pomfrey quickly wiped her eyes and hurried away.

Dumbledore sighed and walked in the direction Professor McGonagall was.

"How are those three students?" he asked.

"They were very kind and even protected Filch."

Dumbledore smiled, raising an eyebrow with a hint of pride. "As expected of Gryffindor student."

After saying that, Dumbledore opened the doors of the Hospital Wing. "Walk with me, Minerva."

Before leaving, Professor McGonagall glanced sadly at the student lying on the hospital bed.

Colin, Justin, Goyle, Crabbe...

She remembers the name of every student.

Clutching the hem of her cloak, Professor McGonagall hurried to catch up with Dumbledore and whispered, "This can't go on."

"Even if we can't completely eliminate that monster, we must take more effective measures to protect the students."

"You're right," Dumbledore nodded. "We can't keep the students in danger forever."

Their footsteps mingled, echoing in the silent corridor like the heartbeat of this ancient castle.

Dumbledore stopped, looked at Professor McGonagall, and asked seriously, "I heard about Miss Granger from Severus."

"Her necklace..."

To be honest, Dumbledore was surprised when he heard the news.

Fifty years ago, he investigated the Chamber of Secrets and the monster within Chamber of Secrets through various means, but to this day, he has made no progress.

He initially thought it was because he was Gryffindor, so he specifically arranged for Snape to investigate.

But again, nothing was gained.

After so much time, he not only didn't know where Chamber of Secrets was, but also what kind of monsters were inside.

That's precisely why we've been unable to guard against it.

But the alchemical necklace that Prewett made was able to scare away the monster.

This is truly a rare occurrence.

A slight smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's lips when this was mentioned.

"Miss Granger's necklace was a birthday gift from Mr. Prewett."

"It's an alchemical artifact. She said that by simply casting a spell on the necklace, it can be transformed into a bird, a goldfish, or a rooster. Putting aside the Alchemy, the Transfiguration Spell that's always on it is quite good. This child is very talented."

Dumbledore nodded. "Indeed excellent."

"If we could make more of these necklaces and distribute them to the students, we might not have such a headache."

"That's a great idea!"

Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up; her biggest concern right now was the students' safety.

"After your class tomorrow, have Mr. Prewett come to my office." Dumbledore's deep gaze was fixed ahead, his voice echoing down the corridor. "I need to speak with him."

The news of Goyle and Crabbe being petrified quickly spread throughout Hogwarts.

Those who had initially thought the monster wouldn't attack Pure-blood wizard were instantly thrown into a panic.

They only realized how vulnerable they were when their once-proud Pure-blood ceased to be a shield.

After the Transfiguration ended, the students in the classroom didn't rush to leave; instead, they gathered together and discussed it animatedly.

"Wasn't it said that the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets wouldn't attack Pure-blood wizard?"

"Don't be silly, now it's not just Pure-blood wizard, even Slytherin Pure-blood wizard are useless!"

"This isn't purification, it's slaughter!" cried a Slytherin student. "I must write to my father and have him come and take me home! I can't stay here a second longer!"

Ron, who had been secretly eavesdropping, put away his ears and looked away, when he suddenly caught sight of Malfoy.

He nudged Harry with his elbow.

"Hey, Harry!" Ron kept winking at Harry. "Look at Malfoy, he's hilarious!"