In the next two days, the campus was calm, but it was undercurrents in secret-

Rita Skitter's firepower was all concentrated on Lockhart. After many years, the two of them once again started fighting in the newspaper.

They are both famous writers, each with a huge readership, so their news is the hottest nowadays.

Among the scraps of newspapers, doubts about Dumbledore's inability to deal with the attack on the secret room began to appear sporadically, and Felix smelled the scent of conspiracy.

Recalling the conversation between Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall in the secret room, he almost realized what was going on.

It was nothing more than some pure-blooded families who launched a public opinion offensive to use this to defeat Dumbledore. But everything was just useless. The snake monster was dead, but it was not revealed.

Dumbledore wants to fish and solve the problem once and for all, so let him go, Felix is ​​not interested in it.

In the last class before the holiday, he took the parchment paper given by Professor McGonagall and explained some precautions according to the script.

"Don't cast spells outside the school, and don't bring teaching aids home. You know what I mean."

The little wizards below laughed.

At noon, when Felix walked into the auditorium, he unexpectedly saw Lockhart standing at the door. He was about to pretend that he didn't see it, but Lockhart grabbed him.

"Professor Lockhart?" He had to stop.

Lockhart said to him with a restless look, "Professor Hepp, we need to talk."

The two walked into the dark corner in front of the foyer.

"Professor Hepp, for the sake of our colleagues, you have to help me. That woman Skirt is about to drive me crazy!"

Felix asked curiously: "What's going on?"

"That woman was spreading rumors in the newspaper, desperately destroying my reputation. She actually slandered me and said that my adventures were all fake. Oh my God! What a ridiculous remark!"

Felix looked at him with a strange expression.

"Yes, you think it's outrageous, right? You can't doubt me just because I have an outstanding appearance. I'm not the female ghost who drives out Wanlun with a smile!" He cleared his throat in annoyance.

"Professor Lockhart," Felix interrupted, "please tell me what you meant."

"Oh, ah...well, that's it-" His tone became hesitant, "I think there is no need to occupy public resources for the quarrel between me and that woman. Perhaps, we can communicate privately...and negotiate and resolve..."

"But what does this have to do with me?"

"Come on, Professor Hayp. I know that woman's character, she will not let you go lightly. In her mind, you are an excellent news material!" Lockhart said with a smart look, "I want me to say hello to her through some big man..."

Felix thought to himself, you are really a talent, you can even think of it.

He refused: "I am not familiar with her, but I accidentally heard from Principal Dumbledore that the school will release a big news around the holiday, and some reporters will be invited to participate, and maybe she will come too."

"Really?" Lockhart's eyes lit up, "I need to talk to Dumbledore... Thank you very much, Professor Hepp, if you have any needs in the future, come to me and I heard that you have research on ancient magic, and I happen to know some knowledge of this."

"Let's talk about it." Felix said indifferently.

Lockhart didn't pay attention to his attitude. He happily offered to say goodbye, and it seemed that he was going to go directly to Dumbledore.

"By the way, Professor Lockhart, I heard about your wand..." He wanted to find out whether Dumbledore had cleaned up the smell when he handed over the wand.

He was very curious about this.

"Oh, you know, is it really a bad behavior. If I ask me, it would be light for him to be locked up for a month... that reckless Weatherby."

On the other end, Ron stormed back to the common room.

"You shouldn't have stopped me, Harry-" said Ron, who had just had a fight with Percy again.

Harry felt uncomfortable. They had solved the Basilica in the Secret Room, but at Dumbledore's request, they had to endure for a few days and postpone the honor until the start of the new semester before the announcement.

This made his situation not much change, and Ron even carried a confinement on his back.

However, Harry still advised Ron, "Think about it, if everything goes well, after Christmas, we can give Malfoy the punishment we deserve, and then all the troubles will be solved together!"

His words made Ron feel better, "That's right, I really hope Christmas will come soon."

Then he said with a gaze, "Harry, that's a special contribution award. No one in our family has ever won it, not even Bill! When I get the trophy, I must smash it on Percy's face."

On the other side of the table, Hermione kept writing and drawing on parchment, not participating in their discussion.

"Hermione, what are you doing?"

Hermione raised her head from the parchment and sighed, "I'm planning a transformation plan for beaded bags. Oh, it's really hard."

Harry asked her with interest, "Is it the small bag that can release the devil's vine?"

"Yes, the basilisk caused some damage to it in the secret room. Professor Happ and I applied to allow me to complete the restoration work independently. But it was much more troublesome than I thought, even though I watched the professor make it from beginning to end..."

Harry couldn't help asking a few more questions. The little witch enthusiastically spread the basic concepts of ancient magical texts to the two. Harry and Ron were dizzy and they tacitly opened up the topic.

In the evening, Felix took out his diary and wrote and painted it on it again.

"Hagir was taken away, I don't know if I did it right," Felix wrote, of course, a fool. He also cleaned up the prepared Christmas gifts in the afternoon, including Haigir's.

A string of handwriting of flying dragons and phoenixes appeared in the diary, "You are doing the right thing, believe me, the attack will definitely stop, and you are the biggest contributor."

Felix said "unmoved" and said, "I won't believe what you say easily, I will always be vigilant!"

"Of course, if the attack happens again, you can definitely hand me over," the diary reads.

Felix's pen tip turned, "I'm curious, how did you get it made? You know, your carrier is just an ordinary notebook, but it carries a memory for half a century!"

The diary is not opposed to this issue. On the contrary, he is very welcome. Let’s talk and open your heart to me...

A fluent stream of words poured down the page quickly, "That involves very profound magic, and if you are interested, I will tell you everything I know."

So, one person and one diary started a communication in a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

At first, they were discussing relatively superficial categories, but after Felix pointed out his mistakes several times, the diary had to come up with more profound content, but he was also quite cunning, and many key points were said to "I did not inject this part of the information back then."

That night, Felix gained some skills in storing memories on conventional items, as well as some knowledge of fur research from bloodlines.

At the end of the exchange, the diary strongly recommended him to a "skill of relaxing the mind". He swears that this technique has the effect of amplifying magic...
Chapter completed!