Chapter 159 Idiot From a Pure-Blood Family

Sean nodded. As long as the professors knew what the monster was in the secret room, the castle would be much safer.

The only thing that worries him is the person who opened the secret room. There is a high probability that that person is not Tom Riddle...

Sean thought about the man behind the scenes who had remained unknown, the man who had stolen the key between reality and fantasy in the Ministry of Magic.

Is the opening of the secret room this time directed at me? Or is it just to kill people?

The professors discussed it for a while, and finally Professor McGonagall came to the conclusion, just like Sean said, it is better to believe it than not.

"We'll figure it out, Sean, it's time for you to go back and rest - the students will have to stay in the auditorium today."

Professor McGonagall asked Hagrid to take Sean back to the auditorium and notify the other professors who were staying there.

After Sean left, several professors looked at each other, and they all saw the worry and surprise in each other's eyes.

"He is such a keen child, which reminds me of Mr. Headmaster." Professor Flitwick said.

Newt nodded in agreement with Flitwick's statement: "From the incident to now, in a short period of time, not only did he make the most correct choice, but he even deduced a very possible conclusion - I have to say, I have been convinced by him, and I also studied the secret room when I was in school."

"I have also been convinced... Of course, we cannot rule out other possibilities. Filch may have been attacked by some kind of profound black magic." Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Albus hasn't come back yet. , we have to ensure the safety of the students first, let’s take turns on duty tonight.”

"I'm OK."

"OK."

Everyone who expressed their opinions all looked at Lockhart who was silent.

Lockhart took a step back and stammered: "Of course, I won't even close my eyes - how about two on duty?"

…

In the auditorium, the students gathered together. Nick's death anniversary party had ended. The ghosts obviously saw the writing on the accident scene. Likewise, the students soon knew it.

The news that the secret room had been opened spread like wildfire, and the students became panicked.

They discussed in a low voice the legends they had heard, from the Chimera to the five-legged beasts, and the true identities of the monsters in the secret room were discussed.

Only the Slytherin snakes watched all this with cold eyes. The Chamber of Secrets was opened. Slytherin House was the least to worry about. Instead, the dirty Mudbloods from other houses were about to be punished, which made them feel great. .

However, not everyone was full of confidence. Some people in Slytherin House also murmured guiltily. They are not completely pure blood, but their parents are both wizards, and many of their ancestors are Muggles.

When Sean walked into the auditorium, everyone focused their attention.

However, no one thought he would be the heir of Slytherin. After all, Sean was from a Muggle family.

"Hey, Wallop, watch out for the heir!" a Slytherin boy shouted at him.

Sean curled his lips, how many real pure-bloods are there in the wizarding world? Those families that have always maintained pure blood, such as the Gunter family, have a lot of crazy people in the family who are the result of the combination of close relatives.

As far as the wizarding world is concerned, if they didn't marry Muggles, they would have become extinct long ago.

"What's your name?" Sean asked lazily.

"Jermaine Bulstrode." The boy replied subconsciously, and then he became angry again, "Who do you think you are? Pay attention to your attitude."

"Bulstrode, a pure-blood family..." Sean sighed.

Bulstrode puffed up his chest proudly. The twenty-eight pure-blood family was a glory that their family had always been proud of.

Sean sneered: "Tomorrow I will spend dozens of galleons to publish a revelation in the Daily Prophet."

Bulstrode suddenly had a bad premonition, but he still sneered and said: "Do you use your gold galleons to beg the heir to let you go? Stop dreaming, Wallop, all those with impure blood Everyone will be cleared!"

"The Slytherin heir does think so..." Sean showed an elegant smile, but in Bulstrode's eyes it looked like a devil, "I will write on the revelation that as long as someone can provide Bulstrode with If the Strode family ancestor has proof of Muggle ancestors, I will give him a sum of money. Well, Mr. Bulstrode, what do you think of thirty gold galleons?"

"What the hell are you talking about!" Bulstrode stretched his neck, but his face was already slightly red.

In today's wizarding world, who can guarantee that their ancestors never married Muggles? It may not be known to outsiders, but these pure-blood families know very well about their own family - no one is 'clean'.

Sean continued to smile and said: "Thirty gold galleons are not enough? What about fifty? Fortunately, I have a lot of spare money, and I can accept a higher price - or in other words, Bulstrode , you can also come to me to collect the money yourself."

His smile became brighter and brighter: "Then I wrote the evidence on small notes and threw them to every corner of the castle. Who is the heir? Will he see it? Will he think you should do the same? Where are the people who were eliminated? Ha—how interesting, I’m a little excited when I think about it—Bulstrode, you haven’t said yet, what price do you think is appropriate?”

Bulstrode blushed, and he wanted to scold the other party loudly, but Sean gave him too much - he was worried that some old antique who was short of money would really expose his family's secrets.

His great-grandmother was actually a Squib, the child of a wizard and a Muggle.

What if the heir of Slytherin is really strict...

Snape, who had been standing at the door, walked in. He looked at Sean coldly: "Go back to your seat, Wallop, if you don't want to be deducted points."

Sean smiled and said no more. Not only did these pure-bloods have abnormal brain circuits, they even had low IQs.

He was just threatening. Who would be free enough to spend money on such a fool? However, Bulstrode's performance has proved everything.

"Bulstrode, I wish you good luck, maybe the heir is by your side." He dropped the words lightly and walked away.

Bulstrode then realized: This bastard is cheating me!

Beside him, the eyes of the little snakes were a little strange, and they unconsciously distanced themselves from Bulstrode.

"This, this bastard!" He wanted to curse, but in the end he could only roar in his heart.

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