Professor Smith came to see him, obviously for something else.
After leaving the hall, the two walked along the corridor to the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office on the second floor. After entering, Professor Smith said directly: "Mr. Sera Harris asked me to pass on the invitation letter to you if you are free during the Christmas holidays."
As he spoke, Professor Smith handed Albert a roll of parchment tied with a purple ribbon.
"Mr. Harris's invitation?" Albert took the parchment, glanced at the wax seal on it, frowned slightly and asked, "Why didn't he mention this to me in the letter in advance?"
"I suggest you open the invitation letter and see what's written inside," Professor Smith suggested. "Maybe Mr. Harris just wants to give you an unexpected surprise."
In fact, Professor Smith was also a little surprised. He knew Harrisis, and his achievements in alchemy were related to Harrisis. So when the other party asked him to help pass on the invitation letter, although he was surprised, he did not ask much.
"It seems that Mr. Harris is really optimistic about you. I suggest you accept the invitation." Professor Smith suggested.
Albert opened the parchment and quickly glanced at the contents:
Albert:
I bet you will be surprised when you receive this invitation. January 13th is a special day. It is a rare opportunity. I hope to invite you to participate...
Waiting for your owl.
Yours faithfully
Sarah Harris
January 13th… a special day
Albert's expression suddenly became a little strange. He handed the parchment to Professor Smith so that he could see the contents inside. "Do you know what the special day Mr. Harris refers to?"
"A party!" Professor Smith explained mysteriously, "I've been to a few of them. As for what kind of party it was, you'll know when you go there."
"Isn't it a birthday party?" Albert asked tentatively. Although he felt that the possibility was very low, he still couldn't help asking.
"Birthday party, of course not." Professor Smith was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You will know when you go there."
"Well, it's a party related to alchemy. Such an opportunity is rare. I suggest you don't refuse it." Professor Smith suddenly asked. "By the way, are you going home for Christmas vacation?"
"Well, I'm going back to spend the holidays with my family," Albert said.
"Then you'd better contact Mr. Harris and see how you can get there. If that doesn't work, book a Knight Bus." Professor Smith thought about it and gave Albert some advice.
"Will you attend too?" Albert asked tentatively.
"No, I haven't received an invitation for several years." Smith shook his head and said, "Besides, I rarely put my energy into this aspect now. Logically speaking, it should be impossible for you to receive an invitation at your current age. Of course, there are always exceptions."
"Thank you, I understand. I will contact Mr. Harris." Albert thanked Smith again, stuffed the invitation letter into the pocket of his robe, and prepared to go back to continue participating in the activities of the Wizard Card Club.
However, at this moment, Professor Smith called him again.
"Although I'm sorry to interrupt your club party, I have something else to tell you." Professor Smith asked Albert to sit down. "What would you like to drink? Milk tea?"
"Milk tea." Albert nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"
Professor Smith waved his wand, and two cups of hot milk tea appeared out of thin air, one of which floated in front of Albert.
"Have you heard of the legend of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Professor Smith asked after taking a sip of his teacup.
"The legend of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Albert couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Of course he knew the legend of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, knew the entrance and opening method of the Chamber of Secrets, and also knew that there was a basilisk hidden in the Chamber of Secrets, which would cause chaos in Hogwarts in a few years and was finally killed by Harry Potter with the Sword of Gryffindor.
"Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin built an underground structure in Hogwarts that only he and those with his permission could enter."
"But... that's just a legend, isn't it?" Albert asked back, "All the headmasters of Hogwarts must have investigated this matter, unless they deliberately concealed it, otherwise..."
"No, they can't find the entrance, and even if they find it, they can't get in, so they can't prove the existence of the Chamber of Secrets." Professor Smith shook his head and explained, "However, about fifty years ago, Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets was opened once, and a student died as a result. According to legend, there is a terrible monster in the Chamber of Secrets. Its existence is to eliminate those Muggle-born students in the school. You know, Salazar Slytherin hates Muggle-born students."
"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert looked at Professor Smith in confusion. He wanted to know why the other party told him this.
Professor Smith did not answer, but continued: "However, there is another unknown version of the legend of Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. Salazar Slytherin secretly studied and tested the dark magic in the Chamber of Secrets, and kept all the dark magic he mastered in the Chamber of Secrets."
"You want the black magic in the secret room?" Albert's expression became even weirder. As far as he knew, there seemed to be nothing else in the secret room except the serpent. Could there really be something there
"No, I'm just telling you about the legend of the Chamber of Secrets." Professor Smith shook his head, "I didn't even think about looking for Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."
"Why are you telling me?" Albert thought of Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge and asked tentatively, "Do you think Slytherin is not the only one among the Big Four who left the Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts?"
"Yes." Professor Smith grinned, "Remember those ancient magic runes I showed you last time?"
"Yeah. I still remember."
"That was the ancient rune found in the Chamber of Secrets left by Ravenclaw." Professor Smith continued, "The main reason I accepted Dumbledore's invitation to return to Hogwarts School to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was for this."
Albert stared into Smith's eyes. He felt that the other party was lying, or not telling the whole truth.
"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert asked back.
"Because I can't open the entrance to the secret room." Professor Smith sighed helplessly, "When the four giants designed their own secret rooms, they all used various methods to protect the secret rooms. They would not let people in easily. Only those who were allowed could enter."
"Is this why Professor Broad returned to Hogwarts to teach last year?" Albert asked in surprise.
"Well, I think so, but Mr. Broad obviously didn't find the entrance to the secret room either." Professor Smith spoke with a hint of gloating in his tone.
"You tell me, do you hope that I can help you find a way to get in?"
"Yes." Professor Smith nodded.
"Although I'm a little flattered by what you said, I'm still just a sophomore." Albert hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Have you looked for Isobel?"
"Isobel, she knows about this. Her father and I are good friends!" Professor Smith showed a trace of nostalgia on his face and continued, "However, she is obviously not as good as you at ancient magic runes. Moreover, she suggested that I ask you for help. Although you are not a student of Ravenclaw, knowledge and wisdom are not divided between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor."