Chapter 239 The amount of information is a bit large
Professor Smith came to find him because he obviously had other things to do.
After leaving the hall, the two of them walked along the corridor to the Defense Against Dark Arts office on the second floor. After entering, Professor Smith said directly: "Mr. Serra Harris asked me to hand over the invitation letter to you. If you are here during the Christmas vacation,
If you have time."
With that said, Professor Smith handed Albert a roll of parchment tied with a purple ribbon.
"Mr. Harry Heath's invitation?" Albert took the parchment, glanced at the sealing badge on it, frowned slightly and asked, "Why didn't he mention this to me in the letter in advance?"
"I suggest you open the invitation letter first and see what is written inside. Professor Smith suggested, "Maybe Mr. Harris just wants to give you an unexpected surprise."
In fact, Professor Smith was a little surprised. He knew Harry Heath, and his alchemy accomplishments were related to Harry Heath, so when the other party asked him to help deliver the invitation letter, although he was surprised, he was not surprised.
Ask more.
"It seems that Mr. Harris really thinks highly of you. I suggest you accept the invitation." Professor Smith suggested.
Albert opened the parchment and quickly glanced at the contents:
Albert:
I dare say you will be surprised when you receive this invitation letter. January 13th is a special day and a rare opportunity. I hope to invite you to attend...
Owl waiting for you.
Yours faithfully
Sierra Harris
January 13th...a special day?
Albert's expression suddenly became a little strange. He handed the parchment to Professor Smith so that the other party could see the content inside. "Do you know what the special day Mr. Harry Heath refers to?"
"A party!" Professor Smith explained mysteriously: "I have attended it several times. As for the specific party, you will know after you go there."
"It won't be a birthday party, right?" Albert asked tentatively. Although he thought the possibility was very low, he couldn't help but ask.
"Of course not a birthday party." Professor Smith was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You will know it after you go there."
"Okay, it's a party related to alchemy. Such an opportunity is rare. I suggest you don't refuse." Professor Smith suddenly asked. "By the way, will you go home during the Christmas vacation?"
"Well, I'm going back to spend the holidays with my family." Albert said.
"Then you'd better contact Mr. Harry Heath and see how you can get there when the time comes. If that doesn't work, book a Knight Bus." After thinking about it, Professor Smith gave Albert some advice.
"Will you also attend?" Albert asked tentatively.
"No, I haven't received an invitation for several years." Smith shook his head and said, "Besides, I rarely focus on this aspect now. Logically speaking, it should be impossible for you to receive an invitation at your current age.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything.”
"Thank you, I understand, I will contact Mr. Harry Heath." Albert thanked Smith again, stuffed the invitation into the pocket of his robe, and prepared to go back and continue participating in the Wizard Card Club activities.
However, at this moment, Professor Smith stopped him again.
"Although I'm a little embarrassed to interrupt your club party, I have other things to tell you." Professor Smith asked Albert to sit down, "What would you like to drink, milk tea?"
"Milk tea." Albert nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"
Professor Smith waved his magic wand, and two cups of hot milk tea appeared out of thin air, one of which floated in front of Albert.
"Have you heard of Slytherin's Legend of the Chamber of Secrets?" Professor Smith asked after picking up the tea cup and taking a sip.
"Slytherin's legend of the Chamber of Secrets?" Albert couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Of course he knew Slytherin's legend of the Chamber of Secrets, the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets and how to open it. He also knew that there was a basilisk hidden in the Chamber of Secrets, which would appear in a few years.
He threw Hogwarts into chaos, and was eventually killed by Harry Potter with the Sword of Gryffindor.
"Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin built an underground building at Hogwarts that only he and those with his permission can enter."
"But... that's just a legend, isn't it?" Albert asked: "The previous principals of Hogwarts must have investigated this matter. Unless they deliberately concealed it, otherwise..."
"No, they couldn't find the entrance, and even if they found it, they couldn't get in, so they couldn't prove the existence of the Chamber of Secrets." Professor Smith shook his head and explained: "However, about fifty years ago, Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets was opened.
Once, a student died because of this. According to legend, there was a terrible monster in the Chamber of Secrets, and its existence was to rid the school of Muggle-born students. You know, Salazar Slytherin hated Muggles.
A student born in Gua."
"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert looked at Professor Smith in confusion. He wanted to know why the other party told him this.
Professor Smith did not answer, but said to himself: "However, there is another unknown theory about Salazar Slytherin's secret chamber of secrets.
Researched and tested black magic, and kept all the black magic he mastered in the secret room."
"Do you want the black magic in the secret room?" Albert's expression became even weirder. As far as he knew, there seemed to be nothing else in the secret room except the basilisk. Could it be that there really was something?
"No, I'm just telling you about the legend of the Chamber of Secrets." Professor Smith shook his head and said, "I didn't even want to look for Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."
"Why are you telling me?" Albert asked tentatively, thinking of Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge, "Do you think Slytherin is not the only one among the Big Four who left a secret room in Hogwarts?"
"Yes." Professor Smith grinned: "Do you still remember those ancient magic texts I showed you last time?"
"Yeah. I still remember."
"That is the ancient magic text found in the secret room left by Ravenclaw." Professor Smith continued, "The main reason why I accepted Dumbledore's invitation to return to Hogwarts School to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is
For this."
Albert stared into Smith's eyes. He felt that the other person was lying or not telling the complete truth.
"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert asked.
"Because I can't open the entrance to the secret room." Professor Smith sighed helplessly, "When the four giants design their own secret rooms, they will use various methods to protect the secret rooms so that no one can enter easily.
Only those who are allowed can enter."
"Is this why Professor Broad returned to Hogwarts to teach last year?" Albert asked pretending to be surprised.
"Well, I think so, but Mr. Broad obviously didn't find the entrance to the secret room." Professor Smith said with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.
"You told me that you hope I can help you find a way in?"
"Yes." Professor Smith nodded.
"Although I'm a little flattered by what you said, but...I'm still only a second-year student." Albert hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Have you looked for Isobel?"
"Isobel, she knows this. Her father and I are good friends!" Professor Smith showed a trace of nostalgia on his face and continued, "However, she is obviously not as good at ancient magic texts as you, and she suggested that I
Looking for your help, although you are not a student of Ravenclaw, but the knowledge and wisdom cannot distinguish between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor."