After seeing Hermione and Ron off, Albert also prepared to go to the Room of Requirement.
As soon as he arrived at the common room, a girl hurriedly ran towards Albert with a package in her arms. She handed the package to him and stammered, "An... Anderson, your owl."
As soon as her eyes met Albert's, her face immediately turned red with shame.
Albert noticed that there was a gray owl following the girl, like a competent postman watching the package being delivered to the recipient.
"Thank you." Albert quickly stretched out his hands to take the package and looked at the sender: N.F.
"And you, thank you for your hard work." Albert smiled, squatted down, and reached out to touch the owl's head.
"Wait a mininute."
Seeing the owl about to leave, Albert quickly called out to it.
I hurried upstairs to prepare some water and owl nuts for the owl. This guy had just flown over from France, so it was not an easy task.
The Gray Owl gave a cry of gratitude and began to eat the nuts, looking very tired indeed.
After Albert sent it away, he hurried to the Room of Requirement.
"It's rare for you to be late."
By the burning fireplace, Isobel put down the book in her hand and looked at Albert who had just entered the Room of Requirement.
"Sorry, I had some trouble with the lock."
Since the announcement of their relationship, Katrina has no longer acted as a light bulb, and this place can be said to have completely become a date place for the two.
Albert walked over to Isobel and placed the package on the small round table.
"Who is N.F?" Isobel asked, glancing at the sender of the package.
"Nicholas Flamel."
Albert took out his wand from his pocket, slid it lightly over the package, and used the cutting spell to cut open the outer wrapping paper, revealing the exquisite metal box inside.
"What's this?"
"Something I asked Mr. Flamel to make for me."
Albert reached out and pressed the metal box, and the entire metal box slowly opened, revealing two pairs of gold-rimmed glasses and a letter left for Albert.
"Nearsighted?" Isobel picked up the gold-rimmed glasses in surprise, wondering why Albert specifically asked the man to make two pairs of glasses for him.
"This is a pair for you. These are flat-frame glasses." Albert picked up the glasses and put them on Isobel. After looking her up and down, he nodded and said, "It looks good."
"What's its use?" Isobel also put the glasses in her hand on Albert.
"Weaken the curse." Albert said without hesitation.
"Weakening the curse?"
Isobel frowned slightly: "What happened?"
"Well, something bad has happened." Albert thought about it again and again, then nodded and said, "Do you know Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?"
"Is it related to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Isobel recalled carefully, "It is said that it is just a rumor. Could it be that the legend of the Chamber of Secrets is true?"
"Well, this matter should start from last semester." Albert talked about the prophecy at the end of last semester, Harry Potter's experience in the summer vacation, and the prophecy he just gave to Hermione Granger, and combined it with his own speculation.
"So, you think the monster hiding in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is the basilisk?" Isobel frowned, digesting the information provided by Albert. "Fifty years ago, the student who was killed was the ghost of the bathroom on the second floor, Moaning Myrtle?"
"I asked Myrtle, and she didn't know how she died," Albert recalled. "According to Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, 'I just remember seeing a pair of scary big yellow eyes. My whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away...'"
"Slytherin is a snake old man. He can control snakes, and the basilisk is also a snake." Isobel understood the purpose of the glasses. "The gaze of the basilisk can kill people, just like the cry of the mandrake is deadly. Your idea is correct. The weakened mandrake can only make people comatose, and the weakened basilisk's gaze is not so deadly. It is estimated that it cannot kill people all at once. But it is just your assumption. I hope you don't take risks with your life."
"This is just a form of insurance." Albert smiled bitterly, "After all, I'm too famous now. I'm very suitable to be the first target to be killed."
"Did you predict it?" Isobel's brows furrowed even deeper.
"The first attack..." Albert lowered his voice and said, "It will happen before November. Although it is unlikely to attack pure-blood wizards like you, you still need to protect yourself."
"When are you going to tell Dumbledore about this?" Isobel knew Albert's character, but she was still worried about his safety.
There's no way, Gryffindor is really worrying.
"After the attack."
"Although I don't know what you want to do, you must protect yourself." Isobel kissed Albert's lips.
"I will."
The girl sighed softly in her heart. She really didn't understand what Albert wanted to do, but she was still very happy that he told her these things.
In the past, Albert gave her the feeling that he was very secretive and completely incomprehensible. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why she was attracted to him in the first place!
It was unknown how much time had passed before the two separated again.
Isobel helps Albert analyze the legend of the Chamber of Secrets.
If the basilisk really exists, why has it not been discovered for so many years
The girl soon discovered that Albert was well-informed about the legend of the Chamber of Secrets, just as he had told her not to go near the second-floor bathroom alone.
Although it is not stated directly, the entrance to the secret room is most likely there.
However, Isobel didn't understand why no one had discovered the location of the secret room after so many years.
Moreover, according to rumors, only the heir can open the secret room and release the monster inside.
Then... who will be the heir
Why didn't this happen before? Is the heir a freshman
"No, I checked, there should be no Slytherin heir among the freshmen." Albert couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the girl's sharpness.
"The mark of the heir may be Parseltongue."
Albert pointed to the metal box on the table. "Just like the metal box in front of me, my finger needs to touch a certain position to open it. The entrance to the secret room will most likely require Parseltongue to open it."
"As far as I know, the devil who cannot even be named is Parseltongue." Isobel's pupils dilated slightly. She thought of the Philosopher's Stone incident last year. Professor Quirrell seemed to be controlled by the mysterious man.
"It was indeed the You-Know-Who who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago." Albert sighed softly, "Hagrid was one of the victims at the time. Everyone thought he was the culprit who opened the Chamber of Secrets, and he was eventually expelled from Hogwarts."
"Is the other party's target Harry Potter?" For some reason, Isobel breathed a sigh of relief.
"That should be correct." Albert nodded, "But you still have to pay attention to safety."
After telling Isobel about these things, Albert felt a lot more relaxed. It was really unpleasant to keep some things in his heart.
He suddenly understood why the villains always talked so much nonsense. When they were about to succeed, if they didn't share their achievements with others, they would always lack a sense of accomplishment. That's why the villains always liked to talk a lot of nonsense to the protagonists.