Chapter 145 Attack

Weird emotional riots occurred several times in the school in just a few days. Although each time did not last long, they still seriously disrupted the order of the campus and left many professors anxious and searching for the truth.

cause.

Owen was happy to have someone help him find the source, and he watched the show with peace of mind. Although he accidentally fell into the trap twice, and even cried the second time. After coming out of the sadness, he was so embarrassed that he could not wait to watch the show.

Harry's ashes flew into the air as he held him and cried bitterly. But when it was not affected, this situation was quite interesting.

Except for Dumbledore, who was paddling with great interest, and Lockhart, who was confidently helping, the other professors exerted their subjective initiative and quickly found out the transmission mechanism of this emotional infection, and reported it to

All students in the school.

An eye-catching notice was posted on the bulletin board in the Slytherin common room. Madam Pomfrey told everyone that this may be a new wizarding disease that is harmless to the body. She is currently studying it with Professor Snape.

The method of completely curing it, so that everyone should not worry. The following is a reminder on how to prevent being infected.

"...Every emotional contagion must have a source, which is usually a person who is experiencing severe mood swings. When someone feels very happy, sad or angry, etc., he may become the source of infection, and his own emotions

The fluctuations will be significantly amplified and spread to people in close contact with him."

"Once you find that your emotions are suddenly amplified, please keep the source of infection and infected people away from the crowd as soon as possible to avoid large-scale transmission... People who are not infected can avoid infection by adjusting their expressions to be consistent with those of the infected..."

"Adjust your expression to be consistent with that of an infected person?" Draco muttered with a sullen face, "Are we still pretending to cry when everyone else is crying?" He remembered the last time he, Crabbe and Gao were in the auditorium.

We hugged each other and burst into tears. When he came to his senses, he realized that he was almost pinched to death by two big men... Thinking of this, his expression became even worse.

Harry coughed awkwardly and glanced at Owen who looked normal. That time he wiped handfuls of tears and snot on Owen's robe. He always felt that Owen seemed to want to kill him after he woke up.

The look... is indeed an illusion.

Owen glanced at him angrily, then squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "Are emotions contagious? It's interesting."

This incident was quite interesting, and it seemed that there was no need for him to find the source in a hurry. Well, he felt that the students' dull campus life needed a little interesting spice.

Owen sat back in his armchair, curling up lazily, the orange firelight coating his whole body with a soft shimmer.

…

It was raining continuously outside again, the sky was covered with low gray clouds, and the castle was as dark as night.

After the last class in the afternoon, Owen sat in a corner of the library, writing his transfiguration homework. A long line of little spiders crawled across the table, climbed up the wall, and then hurried away along the corner of the wall.

Owen looked back and saw Harry staring directly in the direction where the little spider was crawling away, with a dazed expression. Then, Harry stood up and strode towards the bookshelf area. He stopped in front of a bookshelf and took the

I quickly flipped through the next book one after another.

"What happened to him? He was shocked." Draco yawned and scribbled his Defense Against the Dark Arts paper.

"Who knows." Owen let his quill start writing automatically, holding his chin in one hand and looking at the gloomy drizzle outside the window.

About an hour later, Harry trotted back with a book and said excitedly: "I think I know what the monster in the Chamber of Secrets is!"

Draco straightened his back suddenly and looked at him with raised eyebrows. Owen also turned his head, his expression unchanged, his dark eyes as calm and deep as a black lake at night.

"On Halloween, we were attacked at the spooky party. I was the only one who could hear that scary sound..." Harry said breathlessly, "I didn't think about it at first... Only I could

Could it be because it is a snake?"

"Why can you hear snakes?" Draco looked confused.

"Nothing, I'm a bit special..." Harry said vaguely, "Well, in short, I just read a lot of books about monsters, looked up all the information about snake-like monsters in them, and then found this - snake

Weird!" He spread out the book in his hand on the table.

"The Basilisk, also known as the King of Snakes, is very huge and can live for hundreds of years... It has deadly fangs and can kill people by glaring at it. Anyone who looks into its eyes will be killed immediately, even if it is seen indirectly.

Its eyes will also be petrified...The spider will run away when seeing the basilisk, and the crowing of the rooster is fatal to the basilisk..."

Harry's tone became more and more urgent: "That's right! Slytherin is a Parselmouth. It's normal to leave a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. It can live for hundreds of years. The spider is running for its life, and Hagrid's cock is also

They all died inexplicably. Crevat was petrified. A window in the corridor where she was that night was broken. She may have seen the eyes of the basilisk through the window glass..."

"Those ghosts may have directly seen the eyes of the basilisk, but they couldn't die a second time, so they were just petrified..."

Draco stretched his neck and read the description in the book, and said slowly: "The basilisk was hatched from a rooster's egg by a toad... What I'm interested in is, how does a rooster lay eggs?"

"Some dark magic can do this." Owen said casually.

"Oh -" Draco drawled, his eyes rolling, "Do you think it would be cool to raise a basilisk?"

"That's not cool at all, Draco!" Harry said sternly, looking very much like Professor McGonagall.

"The hatching of a basilisk sounds easy, but in fact it is very complicated and requires a certain amount of luck." Owen explained with a rigorous academic mentality, "And the basilisk is a high-risk creature that basically cannot be tamed and can only be tamed under certain conditions."

It is controlled to a certain extent by the Parseltongue wizard and is very dangerous to other wizards, and its glare is an indiscriminate attack."

"You don't want to accidentally look at your pet and die suddenly one day, right?" Harry nodded.

"I'm just saying." Draco spread his hands.

Harry looked at Owen and asked expectantly: "Owen, do you think what I'm thinking is right?"

"I agree." Owen smiled and replied, "Great."

Harry couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth with some pride, but looking at Owen's calm expression, the smile on his face slowly disappeared. This guy wasn't surprised at all just now, could he have guessed it a long time ago?

He stared at Owen suspiciously for a long time, then closed the book on the table and said: "I have to tell Hermione about this. She is being targeted by the heir and is in a very dangerous situation. By the way, you'd better be like me.

Wear a pair of glasses to avoid encountering a basilisk someday... It's better to be petrified than die."

"Owen and I are both purebloods and will not be targeted by the heir, and neither will you." Draco raised his chin arrogantly, "I don't know why you are afraid of this or that, this matter has nothing to do with us.

It doesn't matter much in the first place, Harry..."

"The basilisk's glare is an indiscriminate attack." Harry repeated with a straight face, "Even if you are not its target, you may still be affected. Okay, I'll go look for it..." He turned to look at the library.

On the other side, he said "Hmm" and said, "Where's Hermione? Wasn't she still there just now?"

"Ha, I must have gone to the bathroom." Draco lazily started packing his school bag, "Granger can't possibly leave the library before you, otherwise how could he be called a nerd?"

"But her schoolbag is gone." Harry said, "Which of you wants to go look for it with me..."

Before he finished speaking, Draco picked up his schoolbag and said slowly: "I'm going back to the lounge, Owen, are you coming with me?"

"Okay." Owen packed his things and smiled at Harry who looked pitiful. It wasn't that he didn't want to accompany Harry, but it was too cold and he was too lazy and missed the warm fireplace and soft armchair.

"You two...well, I'll go by myself. She should go back to the Gryffindor lounge..." At this point, Harry sighed. His reputation in Gryffindor has not been good at all recently.

, so everyone shouted to be beaten. He twitched the corner of his mouth, suspecting that Owen and Draco were afraid of being beaten.

He also put on his schoolbag and followed the two of them out of the library. After coming out, he consciously squinted his eyes and looked around, as if there was a basilisk hidden in every corner.

Owen blinked and saw Draco covering his eyes with his right hand and carefully peeking out from between his fingers. This may be a normal reaction after knowing that there is a basilisk hidden in Hogwarts.

Seeing the two people turning their heads three times, Owen raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and took out a transparent glass bottle from his schoolbag. He took out his wand and smashed it, polishing out several round pieces of glass. Then,

He turned his palm over, and two black iron rings appeared in his palm. Under the influence of the transformation technique, they were elongated, deformed, and connected with the glass pieces, turning into a pair of simple and pleasing glasses.

"Indestructible." Owen tapped the glasses with his wand, then threw them to Draco, "Put them on."

"Thanks, although it's a bit ugly." Draco took the glasses and put them on with a look of reluctance.

"It's possible that the basilisk's gaze will destroy the lens. It would be much safer to add an indestructible charm." Owen pointed his wand at Harry's eyes and said "indestructible", then withdrew the wand.

"Thank you, Owen, don't you prepare a pair for yourself?" Before Harry finished speaking, he saw Owen skillfully take out a pair of silver-white plain glasses from his pocket and put them on the bridge of his nose.

"Uh, you..." Harry opened his mouth. This guy must have guessed it was a basilisk, right?

"Be prepared." Owen smiled and pushed up his glasses. He had applied more protective spells to his glasses, as well as the spells he and Tom had discussed to prevent being killed or petrified by the basilisk.

.Of course, he has not tested whether it is effective, and it is impossible for him to test it on himself.

Harry took several deep breaths and finally resisted the urge to kick him a few times. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can you prepare two more pairs of glasses for me?"

"Okay." Owen followed the same pattern as he walked and handed the newly made glasses to Harry.

The three of them walked along the corridor outside the library for a while. Just when they were about to reach the stairs, they happened to meet Hermione who was walking quickly.

"Hermione!" Harry smiled and waved. It was great not to have to look for anyone outside the Gryffindor common room.

"Harry, Owen, it's great that you are here. I have something to say to you!" Hermione said in rapid succession as soon as she saw them, completely ignoring Draco, a big living person.

Draco snorted heavily, crossed his shoulders and looked at her sideways.

"Just in time, I have something to tell you." Harry said urgently, "We know what the monster in the Chamber of Secrets is! It's a basilisk! Anyone who sees its eyes directly will die, and those who see it indirectly will be petrified.

...You put these on, Hermione." He handed over the glasses that Owen had finished.

"Oh...Okay, thank you. I didn't expect that Hogwarts would have such a thing..." Hermione was stunned for a moment, took the glasses and put them on, and then said hurriedly: "We had guessed that Ron

Being threatened or controlled, he was asking us for help, but then I suddenly thought, what if Ron is not the only one being controlled?"

She took a deep breath, raised her hands to smooth her messy long brown hair, and said with some hesitation and uneasiness: "I have been hesitating whether to tell you or not. After all, this may be just my imagination, but I just discovered...

"

Her voice suddenly stopped, and she looked behind them through the gap between the three people, her expression suddenly becoming extremely frightened. Owen frowned, and drew out his wand alertly. Harry and Draco were stunned.

Instinctively, you have to turn your head and look behind you.

"No!" Hermione screamed, suddenly pounced on the two of them, and threw them heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!" Draco screamed in pain from the fall, "What are you doing, Granger!"
To be continued...