Chapter 112: Open! My Secret Toilet!

Chapter 112: Open! My Secret Toilet!

After dinner that day, I dragged Harry away to an empty corridor like he'd dragged me a month ago.

"What is it?" He asked, puzzled.

"I heard voices, hissing voices."

Harry's eyes widened and he looked around to make sure no one was listening. "You heard it too?! When?! Where?!" he asked urgently.

I nodded. "It's been a few days. But I thought it was nothing serious at that time."

"Do you. . . remember what exactly you heard?"

I nodded. "Yes, actually. I've been trying out this handy magic called Occlumency. It helps me remember stuff. So I memorized what I heard as best as I could."

Harry blinked, "That sounds useful. Anyways repeat whatever you remember. I'll see if I can translate it."

"Alright here goes..."

I said the first line out aloud to Harry.

Harry frowned. "Say it in slowly. I going to need to repeat exactly what you're saying to translate it."

After a few tries, Harry got it right as he said it in real Parseltongue.

$"Ssseytha-hathehhh-haaaah-tsseyaa-seethaaa-sse-hasseey-aayaa-seyythaa"$

Harry had weird expression as he translated it."...Err... it translates to: 'Open. My secret Toilet'.

Uh...are you sure you got it right?"

I shrugged. "Of course I didn't. How do you expect me to remember all of it when even you had to have me repeat it three times before you got it?"

I had changed a few letters on purpose, just to make it more natural that I can actually remember it. You can say it was a test run.

I think the correct translation is 'Open. My Chamber Secrets.' not 'My secret toilet.'

But wait! If the words Toilet and Chamber sound quite similar in Parseltongue, then hey! Now I know why Slytherin made his Secret Chamber in a toilet! Maybe the man had a sense of humor and made the chamber in the toilet cause the chamber and toilet sounds similar in Parseltongue. . . .Or maybe the fanfictions are right and he's just a pervert.

Anyways, enough playing around. Now I'm coming to the main part. "Alright the next is ..."

I repeated what I'd heard Riddle say. I can't repeat what the snake said, since it was even more indistinguishable. It was just pain Hissing.

This was the one I actually wanted to know, so I repeated it accurately.

Harry's eyebrows jumped in surprise, "It says 'Are you still unable to kill them outside?'."

"..."

"...Are you sure that's it?" I asked while many thoughts raced in my mind.

So, I'm proud to say that Harry isn't even attending Lockhart's classes this year! When he heard that I wasn't attending, he also straight up refused to go, making Hermione once again launch into her annoying tirade. But my friend chose bro before hoe and didn't listen to Hermione.

So, overall, I'm not at all hated at my house for my extreme behavior against Lockhart as shown by the girls taking my comment about punching Lockhart positively.

The sixth year prefect, Penny, or Penelope Clearwater gave a reluctant look at Nyxie when I rejected their invitation to stay, "Alright then, and thanks once again for punch him. He's totally ruining the D.A.D.A OWL and NEWTS grades of the fifth and seventh years. I'm already tired teaching the fifth years what years what Lockhart isn't teaching them, which is basically everything." She said slumping her shoulders.

Hmm...this is actually a problem. To get an apprenticeship, job at big shops, and for ministry Jobs, good OWLs and NEWTS grades are important. Afterall, not everyone's a young master like me to not need employment or to get a job through Nepotism. And not everyone is smart like me to be able to get good marks without guidence. But I guess neither Dumbledore nor Lockhart seem to care about this issue. What does the future of a few students have to do with these two?

So, I answered Penelope who had reminded me of this issue. "Well, I'll ask Flitwick what he has to say about it. And don't worry too much. Lockhart wouldn't be able to teach more that one year anyway due to the DADA curse." with this I bade them all farewell and exited the common room.

...

I was in chilling in Flitwick's office, reading a book that I'd picked up from my home's library. Until a few months ago, I'd always been reading books that I'd borrowed to stolen from somewhere like Potter Library, Hogwarts Library, or the Room of Requirements. So it always feels a bit unreal that the books I'm reading these days actually belongs to me. Like, I could actually scribble notes and stuff in it without problem and in future, I'd own that whole Library which has books from both the Laurant and Martin family.

"Chis" while I was busy reading, Professor Flitwick who was doing some paperwork on his desk called out to me. Now that he knows me well, I just asked him to call me Chris.

"Yes Professor?" I asked looking up from my book. We talk frequently whenever I come. It's mostly about Charms and dueling, and sometimes some random topic. He's come to realize that I'm mentally quite mature (sometimes).

Flitwick looked at me with intrigue. "I always wonder, why are you still attending my detentions, when you know that if you tried being a little more persuasive you could actually just be free from it?" he asked as he stroked his chin.

I shrugged my shoulders. "You are right, professor, I could actually not have suffered any punishment, and I most certainly believe and I think you'd agree that I certainly don't deserve any punishment for my actions. But I still regularly attend the detentions, because. . . I don't want anyone to think that they can get away with doing things like that. I think all rules are there for a reason, and I don't want to appear special...or above the rules. Because that would also encourage people like Draco Malfoy to do whatever he wants with the preconception that they'd be able to get away with it." I said and Flitwick nodded excitedly, like he'd gotten the answer he expected.

I continued, "Thus, when I got the detention, I make sure that everyone knows about it, so that they know they can't get away with things like this. I think all the other teachers at Hogwarts deserve sincere respect from the students, um... maybe except professor Snape, but my point is, they're are all qualified and some, are even overqualified for their jobs. Students shouldn't take my behavior against Lockhart as a reference when interacting with other teacher." I finished. See? That's how you become the favorite student of the teacher. A little more and he might even support me over Dumbledore if one day the need arises.

"Very good, Chris! Excellent!" Flitwick began clapping his hands. "You truly are an exemplary student! I wonder where you learned all this from."

And there's always my Trump card to explain my brilliance and over-excellence in situations like this.

I smiled a bit sadly, "Well, I wasn't living a totally orphaned life before this, there was this Grandma who had taken me in when I about 5 or 6. She was actually a witch! She is the one who taught me everything. She passed away a few years ago." I said, bringing my most useful card yet again. Truly, the grandma has been the most helpful to me in this world.

Flitwick then gave his consolations for my loss, which I have to gotten used to getting. I think I'm actually starting to feel sorry for my loss.

Anyways, I suddenly remembered what I'd promised Penelope Clearwater. "Professor, are you aware of the fact that the things Lockhart is teaching the students is mostly false and totally useless?"

Flitwick nodded with a helpless expression on his face, like he'd already gotten what I was getting at. "I am aware, Chris. And many students are daily raising this issue to me. But I really am unable to do anything about it. When Professor Dumbledore decided to take Gilderoy for the job all four heads of houses had raised their doubts and towards Gilderoy's capabilities but Professor Dumbledore was adamant about his decision. 'there is plenty to be learned even from a bad teacher: what not to do, how not to be' he answered us. And as you can see, I personally can't teach anyone the subject." He said, indicating all the paperwork and other work he had to do as a professor and a head of house.

"And, you should also understand that professor Dumbledore also didn't have many options. By now, everyone in Britain knows that the position of DADA professor is cursed, so very few people would actually agree to take the post."

I nodded. That's true as well. But there's something that can be done about this. And it would also come in handy if another incompetent DADA ever arrives.

"Professor, actually there iS something that you can do about that'll not waste too much of your time, and it can help solve this problem." I said as an idea began forming in mind. The dueling club is going to Very eventful this time.

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