"Mr. Liang, please explain why you are doing this?" Lockhart looked a little unhappy, after all, it is a personal displeasure to be disrupted when he is pretending.

"Well, I saw that you played the werewolf so well, so I couldn't help but want to applaud for a while, but I accidentally launched the magic. After saying that, Ryan quietly wiped a cold sweat, it was not easy to make up a set of nonsense in such a short time.

"Ah, I can understand your excitement at seeing me, but I hope you don't do it again, after all, there are so many students in the class, and it's not good for you to disturb them like this. After saying that, Lockhart turned around, sorted out his expression, and continued to perform.

Many of the boys secretly gave a thumbs up to Ryan's ability to talk nonsense, but there were also some girls who looked at Ryan with angry eyes. Brain-dead powder is available everywhere.

After class, Ryan chattered about today's homework to vent his dissatisfaction (actually asked to write a poem, or sycophant, what is Lockhart's head?). Then I walked into the library with the flow of people.

After Ryan finished his homework, he began to search the shelves for books related to the basilisk.

Probably because the basilisk itself is scarce, there aren't many books related to the basilisk in the library. With the exception of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, which gives a general introduction to the basilisk, the other books are only a few touches. The only takeaway is a Greek wizard's travelogue that states that the older the basilisk, the harder it is to deal with.

But the problem is that Ryan already knew about it. But after reading through the entire travelogue, Ryan noticed an interesting point in it. According to the wizard's description, although the basilisk can communicate with the Parseltongue, in reality, the basilisk is still the brain of a beast, and does not have the intelligence of a human.

This is good news, attacking a beast is not the same thing as attacking an intelligent beast. But there are some things that still need to be investigated on the ground.

While most of the people were doing their homework, Ryan slipped out of the library and ran into Myrtle's bathroom. As soon as I pushed the door in, I saw Myrtle sitting on the sink.

"I know you, we met two days ago. But this is the women's restroom, not a place where you should come in. Myrtle said to Ryan when she saw Ryan enter.

"I'm here for you. Ryan said.

"Looking for me?" Myrtle looked surprised. "You know, even though I'm dead, there are still a lot of people talking about me behind my back. No one has ever thought that poor myrtle is also emotional. I'm not as extensive as Nick, nor as enthusiastic as Fat Friar. Not to mention the noble status of Helena and Barrow, so ......"

Speaking of this, Myrtle suddenly floated over and looked into Ryan's eyes: "I don't know what you came to me for?

"It has nothing to do with laughing at you, it's just that only you know about this issue, so I can only come to you. Ryan looked at Tao Jinliang's eyes and said sincerely.

"Really, only I know?" Myrtle happily spun around in the air. "Ask, and if I know anything, I'll tell you. ”

"It may be offensive, but I wonder what was the situation when you died?"

"Ouch, it's terrible," she said with relish, and Myrtle's whole demeanor changed at once. It seemed that no one had ever asked her such a question that honored her. "That's where it happened. I'm going to die in this toilet......"

After listening to Myrtle's statement, Ryan skipped the clear scene of her hiding in the toilet and crying after being bullied at school, and asked a little unwillingly, "You really didn't see what was attacked?"

"Yes, I just remember seeing a pair of frighteningly large yellow eyes. It was as if my whole body was caught, and then I floated away......"

"Can you give me a rough description of where you see those two eyes?"

"No problem. After saying that, Myrtle sat on the toilet, and Ryan conjured two balls of light to represent the pair of eyes, and then moved the position of the eyes according to Myrtle's instructions.

It was clear that Myrtle had been remembering what had killed her, and five or six minutes later, after Ryan had adjusted the position of the ball of light again, Myrtle nodded to indicate that the eye he had been looking at was where the ball of light was now.

Based on the knowledge of the basilisk seen in the library and the basilisk eye distance obtained this time, Ryan can confirm the size of the basilisk. Ryan quickly pulled out a notebook from his bag and jotted down the data.

Myrtle looked at Ryan and asked curiously, "Is this important to you?"

"It's important, maybe even my life. Ryan said as he wrote.

"Ah, it's an honor to help you. Myrtle was very happy to look at, and this was probably the first time she had received such attention.

After taking notes, Ryan made some soul chocolates on the spot and gave them to Myrtle as a thank you gift. Myrtle took the chocolate and said, "It turns out that you made the food at Nick's banquet, but unfortunately there were too many people crowded around the table at that time." I only got one chicken wing. Thank you for the gift! ”

After saying goodbye to Myrtle this year, Ryan found a place where no one was around, opened a small spatial door to the world of Plants vs. Zombies, and then threw the notes he had just taken into it. This data helps Ryan to make his previous custom-made gear more effective against the basilisk.

After doing all this, Ryan went back to the common room, where the homework discussion group got together today without homework. Tomorrow is a Gryffindor Quidditch match, so everyone gets together to make some banners and other things to cheer you on.

Ryan's previous knowledge from 100 Common Potions Crafting quickly came in handy when he concocted a magical glitter textile dye that would only last 36 hours (thanks to the Weasley brothers for the raw materials). This way they can make banners directly from the sheets.

After drawing the roaring lion, Hermione cast a little magic on it so that the lion could make a roaring motion.

"This is a little skill I learned from the Fat Friar, isn't it?" Hermione said to Ryan after casting her magic.

"Looks like you learned a lot of good things from the ghosts yesterday. ”

"yes. Hermione nodded a little arrogantly. "I don't know why, most wizards ignore those ghosts, and they don't know that ghosts are also carriers of knowledge. When I chatted with them yesterday, I gained a lot of knowledge that I had never seen before, even that has been lost. ”

"That's because of your attitude, those ghosts have been wandering the world for hundreds of years, and their experience makes it easy for them to discern the inner thoughts of the person they are talking to. And the thirst for knowledge that comes out of your bones has touched them, so you have gained a lot. As far as I know, there are very few wizards who can learn from ghosts. ”

"Doesn't I think I'm a nerd who can only read? Hermione said with a sigh of relief.