A Song of Ice and Fire: The Magic Empire of the Plane Where the Song Begins

Harry was finally released the next morning after being examined by Madam Pomfrey.

Harry was going to have breakfast first.

Last night, I went directly to the hospital on an empty stomach. It's not that I didn't eat in the hospital.

But Madam Pomfrey only let the patients eat "patient meals", some light food.

So early in the morning, before breakfast, Harry was discharged from the hospital.

Harry walked briskly down the hall, getting ready for a breakfast.

At the corner of the second floor, Harry planned to continue going downstairs, but the water on the ground caught Harry's attention.

Harry looked up, and with the thought of going to the corridor to check his head, he came down from the steps and took two steps towards the corridor.

As a result, as soon as he got his head up, Harry was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

There was a light on the wall ahead.

On the wall of the two windows, foot-sized letters scrawled on it shimmered in the flickering light of torches.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Descendants of the Enemy, beware

You're the next target, people of Mudblood blood! ! "

Below the red words, there is a cat hanging below.

Harry recognized the cat quickly.

In Hogwarts, there are many cat owners, but this one is the most famous one.

Mrs. Norris, the caretaker's cat, with her tail dangling from the torch barrel, her body rigid as a plank, her eyes wide open.

As the administrator's cat, Mrs. Norris always helps Filch catch students, so the students are very impressed with this cat.

Harry's head froze, and he quickly thought: No matter who did this, it's best not to get himself involved.

Just as Harry was about to turn around and leave, footsteps could be heard from both the front and back of the corridor.

Seeing that he was found on the scene by two groups of people, what was even more embarrassing was that the group of people in front happened to be Filch, the owner of the cat.

Filch was looking for a cat he hadn't seen in the middle of the night.

Coming from the corridor, he happened to see the scene in front of him and Harry who was in a daze.

"My cat! My cat! What's the matter with Mrs. Norris?" he shrieked.

Then he widened his eyes and cast his gaze on Harry?

"You!" he screamed, "it's you! You killed my cat! You killed her! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to—"

Harry patted his forehead, feeling a dull pain in his head.

Do you want to go to Professor Snape for Felicia or something.

Just finished face-to-face with the troll last night, and encountered this kind of thing early this morning, let's drink some Felicia to get rid of the bad luck.

Seeing Filch running towards his neck, there were relatively few people early in the morning, and he didn't expect any professor to stop him in time.

Harry was trained by Ai Qi, so how can you suffer from this disadvantage? It doesn’t matter if you are a Hogwarts employee or not. When dealing with trolls, many magics are not easy to use because of the power and magic resistance. It is not good to deal with you alone. strenuous.

Facing Filch who was rushing up, Harry directly condensed a ion ball in his hand - this is one of Harry's most handy spells.

The crackling plasma ball came out of his hand and hit Filch's knee.

Then Filch fell to his knees.

Not a description, but a true expression.

Filch, who had experienced the feeling of being shot in the knee by an arrow, suddenly knelt on the ground and landed on all fours.

If it is hostile, at this time Harry will draw out the stabbing sword and put it on the opponent's neck to subdue the opponent.

However, the stabbing sword had been stuck in the troll's head before, and it has not yet returned to Harry's hand.

Besides, although the person in front of him was a bit impulsive and irrelevant, he was still a Hogwarts staff member anyway.

As a student here, Harry couldn't hold a sword against Filch.

So, Harry took a step back, and Filch moved a little further,

He explained:

"Sorry, Mr. Filch, my training has me automatically counterattacking anyone who attacks me.

Whatever happens to your cat is none of my business.

If I did something, I wouldn't just stay where I am and wait to be found out.

If you don't mind, how about calming down and informing the professors to sort this out? "

Both Harry and Filch thought the motionless cat was dead.

Filch is a squib who can't use magic normally, and Harry's research on magic is not deep enough, especially advanced attacks and curses.

So neither of them found out that the cat was merely petrified, not dead.

Filch stood up with difficulty. As a Squib, Filch was very jealous of those students who were able to use magic freely.

So he is always making trouble for the students.

Indulging such an anti-magic administrator, the decline of Hogwarts is inevitable.

A little look at the teaching staff at Hogwarts can understand why Edge only intends to let Harry and Hermione study here for a few years before returning to Winterhold.

The professor who taught divination made two true predictions in his lifetime.

The Professor of History of Magic is a ghost.

The Potions professor is biased against the house.

Hagrid from the Fantastic Beasts Care class is a fanatic of dangerous animals.

Not to mention that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class has a different teacher every year, and seven teachers in seven years are basically not reliable.

Quirrell is possessed by Voldemort.

Lockhart was a showman.

Lupine is a werewolf who misses a few days of school every month.

Mad-Eye Moody was impersonated by a Death Eater.

Umbridge doesn't teach or practice, he's just a troublemaker.

Dumbledore's management of Hogwarts like this really ruined the reputation of Europe's number one magic school.

Now, Filch was ruthlessly waiting for Harry, but as a Squib, without considering the protection of school rules, Filch had absolutely no means to face Harry, a young wizard who was far ahead of his peers.

With a shake of his hand, he didn't intend to take his cat down, and left angrily, obviously going to find other professors.

Harry sighed, shook his head, and was about to go downstairs and eat his breakfast first.

When the matter has developed to this point, I am afraid that the professor will definitely call him over to understand the situation.

It is reasonable to hurry up and eat breakfast while taking advantage of this time.