"Plop!"

Dudley slid to the bottom and landed on his butt, but luckily it was dirt and the air was damp and soft. He stood up and stepped out of the way and looked around.

In front of him was a dark stone tunnel, large enough to accommodate several people walking side by side.

There was another 'plop', and Harry slipped out.

"Is that?" Harry's voice echoed through the dark tunnel.

"It's supposed to be at the bottom of the school, very deep. Based on the speed and time of our fall, it was about a few miles. ”

Dudley helped Harry to his feet, and they looked at the only black passage in front of them.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Dudley pulled out his wand and shook it, and it glowed. He said to Harry, "Let's go." ”

The two of them, with their feet on the damp dirt, walked with a sticky 'creaking' sound.

It was so dark in the tunnel that even if there was a 'fluorescent flash', they could only see a small area in front of them.

The light of the wand reflected their shadows on the wet walls, looking like a monstrous goblin.

"Harry," Dudley whispered as the two of them cautiously walked forward, "Remember, if you hear movement, close your eyes or lower your head, don't look."

Walking in this dark tunnel is like walking in a tomb, and the silence around it is extremely dark and terrifying.

Suddenly there was a 'click' in their ears!

Harry was startled, his teeth chattering and saying, "I'm like... Looks like you're stepping on something......"

Dudley lowered his wand to look at the ground, "It's bones," the ground in front of the two of them was covered with bones, some of which were no longer discernible to them, but some of them remained animal-like.

He no longer cared about the bones on the ground, and the leader walked forward at a faster pace, he couldn't imagine what it would be like if Hermione's bones were buried here.

They turned around a dark bend in the tunnel.

"Look! there's something there!" Harry said as he grabbed Dudley's arm and said in a panicked voice.

Dudley and Harry froze for a moment, and when they looked closely, Dudley could only see the outline of a coiled behemoth.

The behemoth lay motionless in the tunnel.

"If it's not right, you turn around and run. Dudley took a deep breath and flung his arm forward, sending the ball of light on the tip of his wand flying.

The light shone on the behemoth, and it was not a living basilisk, but a huge snakeskin, green and bright.

Dudley re-made a 'fluorescent flash' and walked over to the snakeskin, which he estimated to be at least twenty feet long.

He reached out and touched the snakeskin, which was moist and smooth. It probably wasn't long before the molt was shed.

"Is this the basilisk we're up against? Oh my God!" Harry groaned feebly.

"Keep walking, we're going to hurry," Dudley said in a low voice, the huge snakeskin making him feel a little powerless.

Dudley and Harry walked sideways past the giant snakeskin, turning bends in the tunnel.

Dudley wanted to make it to the end of the tunnel as quickly as possible, but he couldn't, in case Malfoy would ambush somewhere.

As they cautiously turned another corner, the back finally changed, and in front of them was a sturdy wall carved with two intertwined snakes, their eyes set with large, sparkling emeralds.

"Harry, just like in the women's bathroom, say 'open' in a parseltongue, it's up to you now," Dudley said as he stepped back to make room for Harry.

Harry walked forward step by step, and all he could do was feel his throat dry.

At this point, he felt that he no longer needed to imagine the snake as if it were real, because the eyes of the two snakes looked exactly like they were alive.

Harry cleared his throat, "Open," he let out a low, dull hiss.

The emerald eyes of the two snakes flickered, and they parted, and the stone wall cracked in the middle, slowly sliding to both sides and disappearing.

Dudley walked past Harry, trembling and inside, Harry following closely behind.

......

He stood on the side of a long, dimly lit room.

Many stone pillars carved with coiled snakes towered to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness of the heights, casting long, eerie black shadows on the entire room filled with green and mystery.

Dudley's heart was pounding, the environment around him was so oppressive that it made people want to go crazy.

He stood there and looked around closely, there was not a single movement except for the breathing and heartbeat of him and Harry, the silence was chilling.

He clenched his wand and slowly made his way between the stone pillars where the serpent coiled. Every careful step he took created a hollow, loud echo between the four walls of the ghostly buildings.

"Be careful. Dali kept his voice to a minimum.

He didn't let his guard down when he spoke, and he was ready to unleash the most powerful spell as soon as the wind blows. Because he seemed to have seen some movement, more than once.

When he walked parallel to the last pair of stone columns, a statue as tall as the room itself appeared, clinging to the dark wall behind it.

The statue was so tall that Dudley had to crane his neck to see its face.

It was an old, monkey-like face, a long beard that dragged almost all the way to the hem of a wizard's robe carved out of stone, and two large gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room.

Dudley couldn't recognize who it was, but if he was not mistaken, it was Salazar Slytherin himself.

Between the statue's feet, a figure in a black robe lay with a face that could not be seen, but Dudley could see the cat's ears on his head.

It was Hermione who wasn't wrong.

"Hermione!" Dudley called out, and ran to her side, kneeling down and turning Hermione over, "Hermione, wake up!"

He gently patted Hermione's face, which was full of black cat hair, very cold and piercing, like a dead man.

"Hermione, she's ......," Harry choked up.

"Not dead. Dudley checked, and although Hermione's face was cold and her eyes were closed, she wasn't petrified, she wasn't enchanted, and she was still breathing.

He thought of a possibility, which should be being sucked up......

"She's not going to wake up," a voice said softly.

Dudley was startled as the voice came from behind him, and he hurriedly turned around with his wand in his hand.