After a friendly conversation, Jamini obeyed the broken diary in front of him.

‘So…where is the location of the secret room?’

After a few seconds of silence in the diary, a line of words slowly emerged: "In the girls' bathroom on the second floor, there is a faucet inside, with a snake pattern embossed on it. It takes a snake accent to open the secret room, but I can help you."

'Let's talk openly. Although I don't know who you are, I can see that you are a very smart person. Just like me, with my help, you can get everything you want.'

Jamini pinched her chin and thought for a while, then wrote a line in her diary: ‘I have a problem.’

‘First of all, why did Salazar Slytherin set up the entrance to the secret room in the girls’ bathroom?’

The diary fell into silence.

‘The second is, why do you know the entrance to the secret room is in the girls’ bathroom?’

The diary became even more silent.

‘You are actually a pervert, aren’t you?’

‘No!’ The diary seemed to be irritated: ‘When I first designed the secret room, there was no concept of a bathroom. Until later, the flush toilet began to be built in the castle, just a coincidence!’

‘And the reason I found the secret room was because I happened to encounter the cycle of the recovery of the thing. I found the secret room after talking to it. Before me, the secret room was opened by my former heirs more than once!’

‘What is that thing?’

‘A basil monster, Salazar Slytherin, stayed to clean up the monsters of Muggle-born students, and it also guards the knowledge and treasures left by Slytherin. With my help, those treasures are at your fingertips!’

‘Then why didn’t you touch those treasures?’ Jamini said nothing to the diary.

The residual soul in the diary felt very sad. It was originally aimed at Jamini's greedy personality to tempt him. Who would have thought that this guy's head was so savvy?

For someone like Jamini who keeps wary of him, no matter what method he uses, he cannot gain Jamini's trust.

'It seems you are not honest at all, and I should have handed you to Dumbledore.'

‘Don’t, I can help you sincerely. As long as you don’t threaten me, we can get along with each other in a friendly manner. I can help you get everything you want, honor, wealth, women--’

‘I want a Transformer.’

Diary: ‘???’

You're just looking for trouble! You haven't stopped!

Looking at the complete messy pile of characters on the diary, Jamini stuffed the diary into the storage space.

The Horcrux is indeed dangerous. After a while, Jamini felt that his personality was much worse by the Horcrux. He felt that he could not do such a sinister and humble thing in normal times.

Well, it's all Voldemort's fault!

Early the next morning, the magic sky in the auditorium looked gloomy, and there were large plates of pickled herring on the table. Although this thing tasted very strong, it was not as scary as canned herring. In fact, it tasted badly, but Jamini didn't like it.

There was a commotion on Gryffindor's long table because Ron received a roaring letter.

Soon, Mrs. Weasley's roar resounded throughout the auditorium. Jamini felt the murderous aura scattered in the roaring letter through more than ten meters. Draco smiled beside Jamini and leaned back and forth. Although his annoying personality had already been changed a lot, he still had no choice but to deal with Harry.

"... I stole the car, if they fired you, I won't be surprised at all. Seeing how I deal with you then, you probably never thought about what your father and I were feeling when they found out that the car was gone..."

In my impression, Mrs. Weasley's affable appearance was completely overturned.

Snape, who was distributing the course schedule to everyone along the long table, naturally heard the roar letter. In fact, the whole auditorium could hear clearly. A sarcastic smile appeared on his face and he looked very good.

After a while, Mrs. Weasley's roar finally ended, and the second grade semester began with Mrs. Weasley's roar.

"Each person takes a pair of earcuffs. When I ask you to put them on, you must bring them tightly. The crying of the mandela grass is very fatal. Although our mandela grass is just a seedling and will only cause people to faint, I think you definitely don't want to go to the school hospital on the first day of school, right?"

The first herbal lesson after school starts is to learn about Mandela grass, which is also called Poisonous Ginseng Egg. Snape also asked Jamie in the first magic potion lesson in the first grade.

‘Bo~’

A very ugly little baby was pulled up by Jamini's leaves above his head. It looked extremely ugly, screaming loudly with his teeth and claws. His body was dry and slutty, not round at all.

Discard it!

Jamini stuffed it into the empty flower pot next to it. Its thin limbs kept struggling, trying to crawl out of the pot.

choke--

A shovel was embedded on the wooden table with the sound of breaking the wind. The wooden handle was trembling. Jamini looked at it gently. The little thing looked at Jamini tremblingly, retracted back into the flower pot, and hugged several handfuls of soil and covered himself.

"Oh! Fox! Don't scare it!" Professor Sprout looked at Jamine with a angrily look.

Jamini pointed to his ear bag and signaled that he could not hear it.

Professor Sprout: "This little thing needs to be one dozen times after it matures!"

"Sorry, did I scare you? Actually, I didn't mean it." This time, Jamini understood what she meant from Professor Sprout's mouth shape. He gently covered the Mandela grass and gently patted the ugly little head: "You have to grow up obediently~"

Professor Sprout nodded with satisfaction.

Jamini felt that this thing looked a bit like the ginseng doll in the Chinese legend, but the legendary ginseng doll was very beautiful and auspicious for good fortune. If this thing looks ugly, the crying sounds will be fatal.

From the outside, it doesn't look like something to eat...

No one except Guangdong people should be interested in this thing, right?

Claypot rice or something?

At the end of a herbal class, Jamini successfully added ten points to Slytherin because under his kind eyes, the Mandela grass dolls were very well-behaved, allowing him to exchange ten pots smoothly, which helped Professor Sprout a great favor.

I just don’t know what the efficacy of these Mandela grasses who left psychological shadows will be when they grow up, but they should be less than that... probably.

In the afternoon, Jaminie heard that Gryffindor's black magic defense class had a big mess.

Lockhart released a large group of Cornish elves in the classroom, messing up the classroom, and finally fleeing.

"This is nothing." Shirley said carelessly while eating: "The first section of our morning was his class. You didn't see him feeling embarrassed after being bitten by Grindello."

Strictly speaking, if Lockhart hadn't always shown a fancy look, his performance in common spells would not be too bad.

For example, he released a large group of Cornish elves in Jamini's class again, and finally solved them with one shot.

Jamini heard that he did not use this spell in Gryffindor class, and it seemed that he also found that his spell was useless.
Chapter completed!