At the same time, Jon Hart's figure soon appeared in front of them.

"Is that so, Headmaster?" Argus-Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts Castle, was slightly stunned, then nodded in disbelief.

At the same time, he let go of the hand that had been holding on to Harry Potter's clothes.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Argus. Headmaster Jon Hart smiled and said, "I forgot to inform you beforehand......"

"No, no, no...... It's not your fault...... Headmaster!" Filch seemed a little flattered: "I'll leave now, so I won't bother you!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly picked up the cat on the ground and walked up the stairs quickly.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at Potter fiercely.

......

Filch's figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

"I heard Mr. Filch shouting downstairs, and guessed that you were in trouble with him, so I rushed over. Jon explained as he went downstairs.

"Thank you...... Headmaster......" Harry stammered as he faced Jon Hart, who had just helped him out.

"Just call me by my name, Harry. Jon smiled and said, "After all, we used to be classmates, right?" ”

"Okay...... Harry smiled as well, then nodded.

"Come with me!" Jon pointed to the path ahead.

"By the way, Jon ......" Harry couldn't help but speak, "the place you agreed with me was an abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor...... Do you mean you're ready to ......?"

"I'm not going to be a voyeur, Harry. Jon made a joke, only to laugh first, "And it's been abandoned since fifty years ago, hasn't it...... In fact, since I called you, you should know exactly where I'm going to take you?"

"It's really the Chamber of Secrets, are we really going to the Slytherin Rooms?" Harry couldn't help but shout.

"I suggest you keep your voice quiet, Harry, so as not to cause any unnecessary panic. Jon said calmly, "Yes, I learned about the Chamber of Secrets from Professor Dumbledore, and I also know about the connection between you and the mysterious man, so I asked you to help with this......"

"Just the two of us?" Harry looked around, but found no one else.

"I was planning to have a few more people, but you don't seem to have brought your friends with you. Jon spread his hands, "Alright, we're here." ”

......

There is no doubt that the door to this washroom is unremarkable.

It is probably an ancient time that no one has broken into for many years, and there are a lot of broken glass bottles, table and chair wreckage and other waste piled up at the door, and there is a large signboard with the word "malfunction" written on it.

Jon Hart raised his wand and removed the waste one by one.

"Do you need my help?" Harry Potter picked up his wand in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, Harry, but I think we're still in the hallway right now. Jon blinked, "According to school rules, students are not allowed to cast spells in the hallways...... Alright, let's go inside!"

Reaching out and grabbing the brass spherical handle, he twisted it slightly, ignored the big sign with the word "malfunction" written on it, and pushed the door open.

The environment inside is dark and dreary. A large, stained, cracked mirror greets you, followed by a row of peeling, stone-built pools.

The floor was wet, and a few candle heads burned low on the brackets, emitting a dim light that made the floor gloomy. The wooden doors of the single rooms were peeling and scratched, and one door had its hinges off and hung waddly there.

"Who is it?" a shrill voice came from the toilet bowl in the private room, "Who broke into my territory......"

At the same time, a ghost came out of the toilet.

But the vigilant voice soon stopped abruptly, or became gentle: "...... Oh, Harry, long time no see, I thought you wouldn't come to see me again until you graduated......"

Harry Potter couldn't help but stand there in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry, Miss Warren (the full name of the weeping Myrtle is Myrtle-Elizabeth Warren)!" Jon looked up and looked directly at the ghost, "Mr. Potter and I have something important to deal with here, can you avoid the trouble?"

"Oh, Headmaster......" The weeping Myrtle seemed startled by Jon, and then scurried back into the toilet bowl as she swerved.

"Looks like you're pretty good today, Harry. Jon joked, "Let's get started, do you remember where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is?"

......

Harry Potter quickly found the pool of water in his memory at the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, and found a small snake carved into the side of a brass faucet.

"I might speak some strange language. Harry reminded Jon of his head.

"Parseltongue, huh. Jon nodded, "It's okay, don't worry about me." ”

Harry turned his head to look at the snake again, and then a strange hissing sound came out of his mouth.

Jon wasn't idle, he waved his wand lightly, and a golden glow began to appear behind him...... Even though the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets has been dead for years, it's better to call Fawkes over just in case.

The dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly. Then the pool moved. They watched as the pool slowly faded from view, revealing a very thick pipe that could fit a person in.

"The Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is down here...... I'll go down first, Jon!" Before Jon could speak, Harry Potter had already lowered his head into the pipe.

Jon froze, then waved at Fawkes, grabbed one of Phoenix's paws, and slowly flew into the pipe.

The pipes were black, and there were even many pipes that branched out in all directions, but none as thick as this main pipe. This main pipe is twists and turns, winding around and winding, and the slope is very steep all the way down—

After a few minutes, the direction of the pipe gradually flattened...... Until they appeared at the door of a dark stone tunnel.

"Are you here, Jon......" Harry Potter's voice echoed through the dark tunnel.

Jon didn't speak, just waved his wand lightly, and the tip of the wand suddenly glowed white.

In the faint light, he held out a finger and shook it gently at Harry, motioning for him not to speak.

At the same time, he smelled a disgusting stench coming from the front of the dark stone tunnel.