"Before you enjoy the delicious food, you must listen to the nagging of an old man." Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"First of all, it's great to see you appearing in school again, happily sharing your experiences with your companions. But it has to be mentioned that we had just experienced a few difficult months last semester..."

The little wizards stared at Dumbledore's face, wanting to see what he said.

"... Two attacks occurred, and a little wizard is still lying on the hospital bed, in the special ward." Dumbledore paused and suddenly raised his tone, "But thanks to several people, they found out the truth of the matter with their own efforts, and they bravely solved the monsters in the secret room."

"Yes, we shouldn't forget their names - Harry Potter! Ron Weasley! Hermione Granger!"

Everyone's fiery eyes were set on the Gryffindor table, and they looked at Harry and the other three incredibly.

"You're kidding!" one of the twins shouted, his voice echoing in the auditorium, making the solemn atmosphere liven up.

Dumbledore was amused, and he said kindly: "Of course not, Weasley. But when it comes to jokes, I remembered a very interesting joke about trolls and gnomes--"

"Ahem!" Professor McGonagall next to him started coughing violently.

"Ah~ Well, let's get back to the point. Their courage has been unanimously praised by several professors, and for this, I will reward them with two hundred points each!" said Dumbledore.

Snape couldn't help but snorted.

The Gryffindor College dining table was already boiling, and they clapped violently, the Weasley twins rushed over to hug Harry and Ron, and Percy yelled in a corner: "That's my brother! My brother! They will also share the trophy for the school's special contribution award!"

Hermione looked at the dazed Hannah Abbo and said happily: "Look, I said there will be no danger, right?"

The noise in the auditorium took a few minutes before the sound gradually subsided.

However, most of his eyes were still focused on Harry and the other two. Draco Malfoy on the Slytherin table used a silver fork to hit the plate, making a "crying" sound.

Potter! It’s Potter again, everything is Potter!

I also tried my best... He looked at Harry indignantly.

"Principal Dumbledore," a seventh-grade Gryffindor student stood up, "Can you tell me in detail? Salazar Slytherin really put a monster in the secret room to remove all those he thought were not worthy of learning magic?"

The accusation of these words was extremely obvious. The wizards at the Slytherin's dining table stared at him, wishing to impose a curse on him. However, the expressions of the three other wizards at the Snake House became silent and complicated.

"I don't think so, Mr. Xavier." Dumbledore said with a serious expression. He first glanced at the wizards present to calm the commotion, and then said calmly: "The monster in the secret room, the basilisk, has existed for thousands of years, but the recorded attacks are only two this year and one fifty years ago."

"Before this, it had been quietly sleeping for nearly a thousand years. We have reason to infer that the attack was not Salazar Slytherin's intention."

Dumbledore quickly skipped the previous topic: "I will place the basilisk in the courtyard of the school castle tomorrow, and then I will invite some reporters to the school. Please also regulate your words and deeds. You can visit it, but don't try to touch it, the professors will also use special magic."

"Now, let's enjoy the food."

Dumbledore sat back on his chair, and he waved his wand and various food began to appear on the dining table.

However, the little wizards were not on this. Dumbledore's speech was very informative. They were all "buzzing" about the good and bad of Salazar Slytherin himself, to the monsters in the secret room, to discussing how the three of them defeated it.

"What does the basilisk look like?" asked Harry a little Gryffindor wizard.

"Uh, a huge snake whose eyes can kill people."

"Cool! How big is it? Is it bigger than what Professor Lockhart has created in the Duel Club?"

Ron's mouth was stuffed, and he interrupted vaguely, "Hey brother, it's much bigger than that."

The little wizard looked at Ron suspiciously, "Are you really involved?"

"Dean, the role I play is much more important than you think!" Although Ron's mouth was about to explode, he couldn't help but justify himself.

Hermione Granger, who was beside him, sat quietly without saying a word.

"Hermione, aren't you hungry?" Hannah Abbot asked her curiously, looking at the little witch with a mask.

"...Not hungry," Hermione said stubbornly, but she quickly took out two pieces of parchment from her pocket and wrapped the beef pie on the plate in front of her.

Hannah Aibo looked at her in a daze, the fork in his hand stopped in the air.

The students' dining table was very lively and the teacher's seat was not calm. Some professors who didn't know the truth were inquiring about the specific situation.

Felix responded to Lockhart, who kept asking questions, and crossed Professor Flivie to ask Dumbledore.

"Principal, the pressure on some pure blood families..."

"You say this!" Dumbledore put down his knife and fork and said with interest: "I have contacted most of the school managers these days, and they unanimously agreed that it would be better to let me sit in this position."

"What about the Malfoy family?"

"Lucius...I'm sorry, he is facing a lot of trouble now. Other school directors are very dissatisfied with his previous threats and want to kick him out of the board. I heard that he has come to Fudge now."

"That Minister of Magic?"

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, you will see him tomorrow." Dumbledore said very presciently.

Felix nodded understandingly.

The dinner ended soon, and the little wizards of Gryffindor surrounded Harry and returned to the common room, unable to wait to ask about the specific things.

Ron was doing this and he began to describe it vividly.

From Harry's perspective, except for the parts that were asked to keep secret - such as the existence of the professor and the Sword of Gryffindor, the rest of Ron was extremely exaggerated.

Hermione quietly returned to the dormitory, secretly ate two pies, and returned with satisfaction.

"...So, there is a reason why I was sentenced to imprisonment before. In fact, I didn't expect Lockhart to fall down as soon as he pushed it." Ron said with regret.

Hermione hid in the crowd and happened to hear a little wizard asking Ron: "So, don't you need to be in jail?"

Ron opened his mouth, like a deflated ball, suddenly becoming frown.

He did win honors for the academy, but he couldn't escape the punishment of attacking innocent professors.

In fact, Professor McGonagall had already told him about the content and time of the lockdown. After a roundabout way, he unfortunately fell into Lockhart's hands.
Chapter completed!