After the group returned to Professor McGonagall's office, Sean hesitated to mention the news about Slytherin.

Although this news sounds bizarre, all kinds of magical things in the wizarding world are emerging one after another. There are rumors in Hogwarts that the huge squid in the Black Lake was transformed into Gryffindor.

Sean felt that although Slytherin was a notorious purist, as one of the founders of the school, he should not be able to kill professors and students.

But there is always a contingency in everything. In order to make the professors more cautious, Sean lied and told them that Salazar Slytherin might still exist in this world.

The professors were shocked, and they were more cautious in arranging the next plan.

Under Xiao En's suggestion, the entrance and exit of the secret room, that is, the girls' bathroom on the second floor, has been completely sealed. Every student was sternly warned not to come close, and two huge magic phonographs were moved over, and Hagrid also transported some chicken coops nearby.

At Sean's request, Myrtle is called over and asked for details of her death.

"...I saw a pair of horribly large yellow eyes, and then—I died." The translucent Myrtle puffed out her chest, glowing, as if she had done something remarkable.

"I'm sorry to ask you to tell it again, I understand...I have another question." Sean asked quickly, "Did you take off your glasses at that time?"

Myrtle looked at him oddly. "You look pretty, but you're not very smart—it's common sense to take your glasses off when you cry."

Sean smiled nonchalantly: "I just want to make sure, thank you for letting me know, Myrtle."

His handsome face worked again—Myrtle giggled wildly, and then blinked hard at him.

"Myrtle, thank you. If you need anything in the future, you can ask us for help." Professor McGonagall politely asked Myrtle to leave.

Sean leaned against the wall and thought about the Basilisk's way of killing.

According to the records, my own memory, and Myrtle's experience, the basilisk's stare has quite a limit. Sean feels that a key condition is: eye contact.

The basilisk must look at the victim's eyes without any distance to kill instantly, but I don't know if it is useful to equip it with glasses...

How about a bunch of mirrors in the bathroom? Will the basilisk stare to death?

It's very unlikely, but it's cheap to try... Oh, and you can equip the students with mirrors or something...

Sean put forward one safe suggestion after another, and the faces of the professors became more and more strange—this kid was too careful, too careful not to look like a wizard.

After he finished all the suggestions, Professor McGonagall cleared his throat: "Sean, we will all adopt your suggestions... No more?"

Sean raised his head and went through all the items in his mind, and finally shook his head regretfully: "No more... Unfortunately, this is all I can do."

Professor Flitwick almost spit out halfway down his hot tea - only? Are all little wizards this scary now?

He coughed twice, wiped his mouth, and said, "Sean, you've done enough—don't look at me like that, boy, you have a weird look on your face..."

Newt looked at Sean with interest, "Sean, what would you do if you were given the power to do it?"

"Teach me?" Sean blinked, "The venom and gaze of the basilisk are deadly. Even if the advanced wizards jointly attack, there may be casualties. After all, it also has high magic power. Resistance. If I were to do it, I would directly evacuate the entire school, and then let Professor Snape configure a large amount of vaporized poison to pour into every water pipe in Hogwarts. At the same time, I would let a hundred proud Luo guards around Hogwarts, of course, everyone must be accompanied by a few mighty and majestic roosters."

Sean talked more and more vigorously, and even his eyes began to light up: "I will equip more than 50 things like gramophones, and block every entrance and exit that is enough for the basilisk to pass through. At the same time, have you heard Said dynamite in the Muggle world?"

"If the copying spell can also be used on explosives, it would be much easier - let non-existents, that is, creatures like Peeves or dementors rush into the secret room with bombs, anyway, they won't be killed , at most petrified."

"As soon as you see the basilisk, detonate the explosives immediately, and the wizards will use magic spells on the ground to maintain the stability of Hogwarts Castle, otherwise the castle may collapse under the power of the explosives."

"If the basilisk is forced out of the ground, it will be more convenient. Bring a few tanks over and carry out saturation bombing on the hiding place of the basilisk. What is a tank? It is probably equivalent to an iron bomb that can continuously cast ten times the power of the explosive spell." Shell, that's a good thing—Professor, don't look at me like that, the secrecy law is to protect the safety of wizards and Muggles, we just borrow it! We are not crazy dark wizards."

"Afterwards, we can use the thermal imager to detect the state of the basilisk. If this guy pretends to be dead, we will fire a few more shots!"

After hearing Sean's plan, several professors stared blankly at each other, and they suddenly reached a consensus: in the future, Sean's physical and mental health must be ensured.

"Sean, your proposal, uh, is very constructive—well, you can go back, we will discuss it again." Professor McGonagall showed a stiff smile.

"Oh, okay, goodbye then, professors, good night." Sean left the office regretfully.

After all, Hogwarts is not under his control—otherwise, Sean thinks his plan is still very feasible!

Moreover, the good fortune of Felicia seems to favor the whole of Hogwarts-Dumbledore returned that night.

This wise old man appeared at the dinner~lightnovelpub.net~ When he appeared with a smile on his face, the whole auditorium was boiling.

"Okay, okay, please be quiet, my children," Dumbledore stretched out his hands, and continued after the applause and cheers gradually subsided, "Please forgive my negligence. Such a vicious accident."

He paused, and his face became serious: "I assure everyone, the matter will be resolved soon. In a few days, you will be able to go to the playground, library, and Hogsmeade as much as you like."

On Ravenclaw's long table, Sean breathed a sigh of relief.

This kind of thing is really the most reliable for Dumbledore to do it.

And on the night of the third day, Professor Flitwick passed a note to Sean with a spell.

"Dumbledore has entered the Chamber of Secrets."

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