Chapter 121: Say NO to children having to fight deadly creatures bs!
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Alright...alright...calm down...calm down. I still have many backup plans.' I calmed myself down and investigated what the f*ck had happened. I saw some of the other Professors, who were already in the stands and thus unaware of the situation coming up to McGonagall to inquire about the matter.
'Chance.'
I activated my dragon's hearing and I listened in the conversation. "Four students were found Petrified and one kidnapped." McGonagall was telling the other Professors.
"Apparently, the two Hufflepuff team members were said to be dating, and same has been found out the other two of the four. Without Filch, the students are becoming very... unrestrained these days. Both the couples were found Petrified in different broom cupboards."
"...." x (teachers+Chris)
'Shit! Either Riddle or Micheal figured this out and took full advantage this.' I thought, aghast at their brilliant yet horrific idea. Imagine being Petrified while you're going at it with your partner...
The more hilarious thing seems to be Tom Riddle walking around Hogwarts, opening broom closets to find muggleborns!
What would he do if he accidentally opened the broom cupboard of two Purebloods?
("Oh you're purebloods? Well, keep at it. Create more pure blooded children... Pardon me for the disturbance... Let's go, Truci (name of the basilisk). Let's check out the one by the end of the next corridor. *closes the door*) Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
As a person who has quite a lot of experience living in hostels and school dormitories, I know exactly how much effort the teenagers put into secret meetings at and nights and sneaking into your partner's room. So, Hogwarts should be no different. So without any supervision from Filch and Miss Noris, the couples of Hogwarts must be having a blast at nights.
While I was having useless thoughts, the McGonagall was still going on in her explanation. "The most terrible news is that, a student has been kidnapped."
At that moment, Dumbledore came, along with the rest of the professors. "Minerva, the board of Governors have already been pushing pushing for me to be removed. And with this incident, Lucius Malfoy will be here soon along with Cornelius for my removal." said Dumbledore with a grave tone.
I knew something like this would happen. This old man would, of course always go out of action, leaving everything to a bunch of kids.
The Professors were even more outraged at this. No matter what he says, it simply feels like the Headmaster is washing his hands off this matter.
'Oh, these teachers have no idea.' They are still fully qualified adults wizards. That old man leaves 12 and 13 year old kids to fight Basilisks, to go back in time, and fend off dementors. One needs to wonder, what was he doing at those times? Watching the show while eating popcorns?
While I was busy listening in on the teacher's conversation, I saw Harry running up to me along with Hermione and Neville.
"Chris! D'you know what happened?!" He asked while panting and I nodded.
"Yeah, four students got Petrified and one got kidnapped, right?" I asked.
"Yes! And we think we figured out what be the Slytherin's monster! Now we only need to figure out where the entrance is!"
I inwardly rolled my eyes.
'How convenient and timely.' Now Harry only needs a slight clue, talk to Myrtle, and he'd have the location to the chamber. Is this all a coincidence?
"How did you find out it was a Basilisk?" I asked out of curiosity.
Harry's eyes went wide.
"What the"
"How did you know?!"
I deadpanned, "That's what I asked you guys first."
"Well, I figured it might the same snake who's voice I've heard through the walls, and then this morning Hermione suddenly rushed to the library and found the book on Basilisk."
Yeah, that isn't suspicious at all. When are we coincidentally learning about the moaning Myrtle and the bathroom? Maybe after Dumbledore 'leaves'?
And of course, even after knowing the clue to the entrance, none of us would go to McGonagall, Flitwick, or Sprout. We'd either want to go alone or suddenly have the brilliant idea of taking Lockhart whom we all know is a useless fraud. Because... that's what happened in the Canon, didn't it? Ron and Harry never once thought of going to McGonagall or any other teacher. And then Ron, who usually hates Lockharts, and is usually convinced that Lockhart's a fraud, suddenly suggested bringing him along.
Dumbledore was the first to react. "Perhaps, it can wait for a little longer, Mr. Martin." he said, looking at my eyes.
I wasn't going to give up. "We know where the Chamber of Secrets is." I said to while not meeting Dumbledore's eyes.
This time, even Dumbledore was surprised. He might be wondering how we got to know about it so fast. He hasn't yet casted anything on me to make me not go to the teachers.
And currently, in front of four experience professors, if he can't simply caste a Confundus or something. Any kind of magic would show signs upon it's immediate casting.
I inwardly smirked, 'You wanna have kids fight Basilisks for ya? Well no thanks. This plan of yours has failed now. Try better the next time.' I thought. I wasn't too worried. It's just a minor plan. Surely he can give it up... for the greater good, right?
Flitwick was the first to react. "Did I hear that right Chris?! You know where the Chamber of Secrets is?!"
I hesitated, "I'm not totally sure professor, and that's why I never raised the issue earlier. But now the situation seems very dire and I think it's worth a try." I said, eliciting nods from Flitwick, McGonagall, and Sprout.
"Well, then we shouldn't waste out time here, lead the way, Chris." said Professor Sprout.
But one person has problems. "Professors, I seriously do not think we should be wasting our time on two attention seeking 12 year olds, who aren't even sure if what they're saying is true or not." Said Snape making me want to give that long nose a nice punch. He's targeting me because currently, Harry 'James' Potter is right besides me. The man's pettiness knows no bounds.
"Well, I have 100% trust in my student, so I'm going right now. You can stay right here, doing nothing meanwhile, Professor Snape." siad Flitwick as he came to stand by my side.
"I think it wouldn't hurt to check it out." Said McGonagall.
Dumbledore nodded his head grandfatherly, though I could see his beard twitching. "I agree with Minerva. There is no harm in checking it out. Mr. Martin, by all means, lead the way.." He said, gesturing towards the castle.
Well, Dumbledore can't behave out of character here. As the kind hearted and trusting person he's supposed to be, he can't just dismiss the two of us casually.
Chris raised both of his hands. "But before that, I need one promise. You have to bring me and Harry inside if it does turn out to be the Chamber of Secrets."
McGonagall began denying that one, but Dumbledore cut her off.
"I think we can manage that. But you two have to be cautious and follow our orders."
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*General PoV:
"Are you sure this is it?" asked McGonagall skeptically as she looked at the bathroom in front of them.
And, Chris did have to admit that the current situation was indeed a bit silly and hilarious. All the Head of Houses AND the Headmaster ready to battle the Monster of Slytherin and the rescue the student. And where does he bring them? To a girl's toilet.
What would a random passerby think if they saw this bizzare scene? It's like all the avengers casually sitting in a public fast food restaurant.
That's why I chose Hogwarts over Beauxbatons. Here, he can make absurd things like this possible. Even the grumpy Professor Snape was here.
And the man didn't forget to show his unwillingness to be here. "This is absolutely disgraceful. I'm warning you Martin, if this turns out to be a childish prank, I'm going to make sure you "
"Relax, Professor. I have reasons to believe that this is where the entrance is hidden." said Chris as he pushed open the door.
But Snape still wasn't having it. "Oh? And why, in Merlin's name, would you think that the entrance to the infamous Chamber of Secrets of the great Salazar Slytherin would be in a 'girl's toilet'?" He asked, his lips curling in scorn.
'Alright, you got me. I only brought you here so that you could finally have a hairwash, you greasy git!'
was what Chris wanted to say, but alas, he didn't.
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