"I..." Harry hesitated.
His expression almost showed that he knew what he was saying.
"Please tell me, I really want to know what's hidden underneath!" Daphne almost couldn't wait to ask her question.
It's a rare opportunity to get the answer to the puzzle without forcing through the three-headed dog!
But Harry didn't answer her right away. Daphne's behavior puzzled him: "Why do you want to know what Dumbledore has hidden in the castle?"
"Because I'm curious too!" Daphne tried to act like a curious baby.
But Harry still felt suspicious.
Daphne's various actions were really suspicious. Coupled with her identity as a Slytherin and her performance in the first flying class at the beginning of the school year, Harry thought he couldn't tell her what he knew - before figuring out her motives.
"Did you know that there was a -"
"Three-headed dog."
"Yes, a three-headed dog." Harry was also carefully studying Daphne's face, hoping to see a clue from her face.
"I actually had a similar experience before, and by chance I knew what was locked inside."
"Ah?" Harry was stunned.
"Well, it's not a coincidence that you can meet me tonight. I often sneak out of the common room at night to wander around." She paused and added: "Night walks are not the patent of Gryffindor."
Daphne's words eliminated the gap between Harry and her, and she gained Harry's trust.
"Is that so, but I don't know what's in it. I only know that it is a small package that was previously in Gringotts and was moved out by Hagrid on the same day Gringotts was invaded!"
Daphne had some impression of this news. The invasion of Gringotts was widely circulated among pure-blood families, which brought Gringotts a lot of trouble. Many pure-blood wizards chose to extract the treasures in their vaults.
Although Gringotts kept announcing that nothing was stolen from them, there was still a crack in the trust between the two sides.
Although, Harry also provided her with a very useful clue.
"I'll find a way to investigate it later."
"That's great, thank you!" Daphne smiled brightly, and prepared to go back to the dormitory on the pretext that it was getting late.
When the two walked to the stairs and were about to separate, Daphne suddenly said, "I heard that you beat Malfoy in the duel before? Well done!"
Harry laughed, very happily.
"Is he not popular in Slytherin House?"
"Of course, I'm tired of him!" After saying this, Daphne walked down the stairs. Her heart was pounding, because she felt that she was finally one step closer to solving the mystery behind the trapdoor.
And Harry suddenly felt that not all the people in Slytherin House were annoying.
...
"Oh? An invisibility cloak with a special texture?" While listening to Daphne's story about her adventure last night, Rhys noticed a detail.
Although the invisibility cloak is expensive, it is not rare in the magic world. The simpler ones are cloaks with an illusion spell, and the more luxurious ones are cloaks woven with the hair of invisible beasts.
But according to Daphne, Harry's invisibility cloak was as smooth as water, which was very interesting, because Rhys knew that the hair of the Invisibility Beast didn't feel that way, and there were very few fabrics in the wizarding world that felt like water.
He thought of meeting Harry and borrowing his Invisibility Cloak to study.
When someone is sleepy, someone sends a pillow. Before Rhys could put his idea into practice, Harry took the initiative to find Daphne.
"Would you like to go to Hagrid's Hut to celebrate Christmas this afternoon?"
This was a very good suggestion, and Daphne agreed.
Rhys sat aside, looking at the letter sent by Lupet.
For him, since he had already assigned the test, he would not interfere with the students' problem-solving process.
"There are several potion ingredients that are simply not available." He narrowed his eyes.
Lupet has been trying her best to search for medicinal materials, and even used her connections in Knockturn Alley, but many potion ingredients are in a state of being short in supply, and she can't collect them in a short time.
These materials were nothing to Slytherin back then. He was a wizard who had the largest and most comprehensive potion storage room in the world. However, times have changed. Even if some raw materials were left unused by later generations, a thousand years would be enough for the magic in the materials to be lost.
'My descendants used my potion ingredients, which means that they didn't treat me as an outsider. So why should I be polite to those who inherited my potion storage room?'
Rhys figured it out.
So during dinner time, Daphne noticed that Rhys had a faint smile on his face.
"Rhys, you seem to be in a good mood."
"That's natural. I'm proud of the heirs of Slytherin House. They have kept the fine traditions of the house very well." After opening Snape's potion storage room, Rhys was sure that Snape had inherited at least part of his spirit.
The raw materials for potions there were all amazing. Except for those that require specific dark creatures, other potion materials can easily be found there!
Snape's efforts for this moved Rhys. So he took some of each to show his respect.
Interestingly, Rhys found that Snape was using the potion storage room he left behind, but it seemed that he didn't know the various anti-theft mechanisms inside. The kind-hearted Rhys opened a few less damaging mechanisms before leaving, so that Snape would understand that there were still many secrets in this storage room that he had not discovered.
Daphne was confused by Rhys's incoherent words. She scratched her head and took herself a piece of beef kidney pie.
She also gained a lot today. Harry was good at getting Hagrid to talk, and Hagrid accidentally revealed part of the truth - the item was related to Nicolas Flamel.
This name was unfamiliar to Harry, but it was a household name for Daphne.
Nicolas Flamel, the owner of the Philosopher's Stone!
Now she knew what was hidden under the trapdoor.
Both of them were in a good mood.
No one noticed that Snape was absent from today's dinner.
However, when the young wizards of Hogwarts and other professors who stayed in school saw him the next day, they were all shocked by the murderous intent on his face.
"Severus, you seem to be in a bad mood?" After a moment of hesitation, Professor McGonagall took the initiative to ask about Snape's condition.
Click! The fork in Snape's hand was broken by him.
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