Chapter 239： The amount of information is a bit big

Latest website: Professor Smith came to find himself, obviously there are other things.

After leaving the hall, the two followed the corridor to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor. After entering, Professor Smith said directly: "Mr. Sierra Harris asked me to forward the invitation letter to you, if you are free during the Christmas holidays."

With that said, Professor Smith gave Albert a roll of parchment tied with a purple ribbon.

"Mr. Harrisis' invitation letter?" Albert took the parchment, scanned the seal badge on it, and asked with a slight frown, "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 in it. Professor Smith suggested, "Maybe Mr. Harris just wants to give you an unexpected surprise. "

In fact, Professor Smith was also a little surprised. He knew Harris. His attainments in alchemy were related to Harris. So when the other party asked him to help forward this invitation letter, although he was surprised, he didn't. Ask more.

"It seems that Mr. Harris is really optimistic about you. I suggest you accept the invitation." Professor Smith suggested.

Albert opened the parchment and quickly scanned the contents:

Albert:

I dare say that you will be surprised when you receive this invitation letter. January 13 is a special day with a rare opportunity. I hope to invite you to participate...

The owl waiting for you.

Your faithful

Sierra Harris

January 13...a special day?

Albert's expression suddenly became a little weird. He handed the parchment to Professor Smith so that the other party could see the contents. "Do you know what Mr. Harrisis is referring to on special days?"

"A party!" Professor Smith explained mysteriously: "I have attended several times. As for the specific party, you will know when you go."

"Isn't it a birthday party?" Albert asked tentatively. Although he thought this possibility was low, he couldn't help asking.

"Birthday party, of course not." Professor Smith was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said: "You will know when you go."

"Well, it's a gathering related to alchemy. Such an opportunity is very rare. I suggest you don't refuse." Professor Smith asked suddenly. "By the way, are you going home during the Christmas holidays?"

"Well, I am going back to spend the holidays with my family." Albert said.

"Then you'd better contact Mr. Harrisis, and see how you are going there. If it doesn't work, book a rider bus." Professor Smith thought about it and gave Albert some advice.

"Will you go there too?" Albert asked tentatively.

"No, I haven't received an invitation for several years." Smith shook his head and said: "Moreover, I rarely focus on this aspect now. It stands to reason that it is impossible to receive an invitation at your current age. Yes. Of course, there are exceptions to everything."

"Thank you, I know, I will contact Mr. Harrisis." Albert expressed his gratitude to Smith again, and slipped the invitation letter into the pocket of his robe, ready to go back to continue participating in the Wizards Card Club activities.

However, at this moment, Professor Smith stopped him again.

"Although it's a bit embarrassing to interrupt your club party, I have other things to tell you." Professor Smith called Albert to sit down, "What would you like to drink, milk tea?"

"Milk tea." Albert asked, "What's the matter?"

Professor Smith waved his magic wand, two cups of hot milk tea appeared out of thin air, and one of them floated in front of Albert.

"Have you heard of Slytherin's secret room legend?" Professor Smith asked after taking a sip from his teacup.

"Slytherin's secret room legend?" Albert raised his eyebrows. Of course he knew the Slytherin secret room legend, knew the entrance and opening method of the secret room, and knew that there was a basilisk hidden in the secret room. It stirred Hogwarts into chaos and was eventually killed by Harry Potter with the sword of Gryffindor.

"Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin built an underground structure at Hogwarts, and only he himself and anyone passing his permission can enter."

"But... that's just a legend, isn't it?" Albert asked back: "The principals of Hogwarts must have investigated this matter, unless they deliberately conceal it, otherwise..."

"No, they can't find the entrance, even if they find it, they can't get in, so they can't prove the existence of the secret room." Professor Smith shook his head and explained: "However, about fifty years ago, the Slytherin secret room was opened. Once, a student died as a result. According to legend, there was a terrible monster in the secret room, which existed to clear the Muggle-born students from the school. You know, Salazar Slytherin hates hemp Gua-born student."

"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert looked at Professor Smith in a puzzled manner. He wanted to know why the other party told him about it.

Professor Smith did not answer, but said to himself: "However, there is another unknown story about Salazar Slytherin’s secret room. Salazar Slytherin was secretly in the secret room. Research and test black magic, and keep all the black magic he has in the secret room."

"Do you want the dark magic in the secret room?" Albert's expression became even more weird. As far as he knew, there seemed to be nothing but the basilisk in the secret room. Could it be true?

"No, I'm just telling you the legend about the secret room." Professor Smith shook his head. "I didn't even think about looking for the Slytherin secret room."

"Why are you telling me?" Albert thought of Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge, and asked tentatively, "Do you think Slytherin is not the only one who left the secret room at Hogwarts among the Big Four?"

"Yes." Professor Smith grinned: "Remember those ancient magic texts I showed you last time?"

"Yeah. Remember."

"That is the ancient magic text found in the secret room left by Ravenclaw." Professor Smith continued, "I accepted Dumbledore's invitation to return to Hogwarts School to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The main reason is For this."

Albert stared into Smith's eyes. He felt that the other party was lying or not telling the truth completely.

"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Because I can't open the entrance of the secret room." Professor Smith sighed helplessly. "When the Big Four design their own secret rooms, they will use various methods to protect the secret rooms, so that people will not easily enter~ www.novelhall.com~Only allowed people can enter."

"Professor Browder returned to Hogwarts to teach last year because of this?" Albert asked in surprise.

"Well, I think so, but Mr. Broad obviously didn't find the entrance to the secret room either." Professor Smith said with a hint of gloat.

"You told me that you want me to help you find a way to get in?"

"Yes." Professor Smith nodded.

"Although you say that makes me a little flattered, but...I'm still just a second-year student." Albert hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Have you found Isobel?"

"Isobel, she knows about it, her father and I are good friends!" Professor Smith continued with a trace of nostalgia on his face, "However, she is obviously not good at ancient magic texts than you, and she suggested me I ask you for help. Although you are not a Ravenclaw student, knowledge and wisdom are not divided between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor."

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