After a long time, Dudley opened his eyes in a daze, and his memory was still stuck in the moment before he passed out, and he was amazed, how did Malfoy find him?

At this moment, he felt a tingling pain in his waist.

Cut!

This was his first reaction, he gasped, lifted the wizard's robe with a trembling hand and saw that his waist was dark and blue, and there was a stinging pain when he touched it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, at least not that his waist had been cut off. He touched the inside of the wizard's robe, but luckily the wand wasn't stolen. He took out his wand and cast a pain-relieving spell on himself.

This spell is a medical spell that prevents the person under the spell from feeling pain.

Dudley's back didn't hurt anymore, and Dudley had time to look around, he was still in the Slytherin common room, Harry and Ron were lying beside him, and the effects of the Polyjuice Potion had passed.

"Harry!" he shouted eagerly, now Harry was a little scary, his face covered in dark red blood.

Dudley reached out and reached for Harry's neck, the temperature and the carotid artery still beating. He double-checked it again, and there was no sign of the curse, so he should have fainted. He gently patted Harry's cheek as he called Harry's name.

"Reach... Dudley ...... Harry squinted his eyes and became a little confused, his eyes wide open and staring blankly at the person in front of him for a moment.

"How does it feel?"

Harry struggled to sit up, "It's great you're okay!" he said, his mouth leaking as his two front teeth were missing.

"Can't die yet," Dudley looked at Harry as he turned to look at Ron on the other side.

Ron's stiff face was full of horror, and a pair of eyes stared at the boss, and his eyes were eager to pop out.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Harry.

"Petrification Charm," Dudley said, pointing his wand at Ron.

Ron's spell was removed by Dudley, and his face was no longer stiff and gradually relaxed, "Malfoy, bastard!" was the first thing he said as he recovered.

Dudley gave Ron a blank look, and he asked, "What the hell is going on, how did Malfoy find out about me......?

"It's ......" Harry didn't know how to speak, it was entirely because of his and Ron's exposure that Malfoy's suspicions were aroused.

Ron lowered his head in shame, he was in a petrification spell at the time, not unconscious, so he could hear Malfoy's conversation with Harry clearly.

"I'm sorry......" Ron's face flushed, looking nervous, and he struggled for a moment before he said what had happened after Dudley fell unconscious.

Dudley sighed, this was really too careless, but it was good that Malfoy didn't take the opportunity to deal with them, otherwise this time carelessness would have directly killed them.

"By the way," Ron said with a frown, "what did Malfoy mean by saying to himself that there was one last one before he left?"

"Suffered!"

Dudley shouted at the same time as Harry.

The two of them picked up Ron and hurried outside.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Ron as he ran.

"If I'm not mistaken, Malfoy should have gone to open the Chamber of Secrets. ”

"Secret room?"

"That's right," Dudley said with great certainty, "he must want to take advantage of this time to open the secret room and release the basilisk to attack a man." ”

Soon they came to the second floor, where the wall outside the door to the women's restroom was written in bright red letters: Hermione Granger, her bones would remain in the Chamber of Secrets forever.

"Groove!" Dudley scolded.

There were a few things he didn't understand, since Malfoy took the diary and released the basilisk in the secret room, it was understandable that he would attack Muggle-born wizards, but why attack Snape, was it a coincidence or what?

Malfoy's purpose for attacking Hermione was so strong that he left behind the phrase 'and one last man' before leaving. And he didn't attack Hermione directly, but captured Hermione in the secret room, what was the purpose of doing so?

And finally, why would Malfoy let them go in the common room?

Dudley dragged Harry and violently kicked open the door to the women's bathroom, and he pulled Harry to the edge of the pool, "Say 'open' in a parseltongue!"

"But......" Harry looked at Dudley's bloodshot eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Harry had tried to speak Parseltongue before, but he couldn't say it, and he thought he had to face a snake to say it.

So, Harry stared at the carved snake, trying to imagine it as a real snake.

"Open. With that, he looked up at Dudley and Ron.

"I understand, it's human talk," Ron said, shaking his head.

Harry turned his head back to look at the snake again, forcing himself to believe it was alive.

It occurred to him that if he shook his head a few times, the flickering candlelight would make the snake look as if it was moving.

"Open. ”

This time it's finally no longer human.

Harry's mouth was a strange sizzling sound.

Suddenly, 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.

"I'm going down," Dudley said firmly, he had to go down, since Malfoy hadn't killed Hermione on the spot, then Hermione should still be alive now, and the sooner she went down, the more hopeful she would be able to bring Hermione up.

"I'm going too!" Harry shouted at the same time as Ron.

"Ron, don't go down," Dudley began, "I need you to go to Old Deng and bring him here." ”

"You ......"

Dudley pressed Ron's shoulder, stared into his eyes, and said calmly, "This is important! There is a basilisk in the secret room, and I may not be able to deal with it, so you must bring Old Deng here." ”

"Good!"

"Go ahead, the faster you go, the safer we will be," Dudley patted Ron on the shoulder.

Ron gave them a deep look, "Be careful," he said and quickly ran out of the women's bathroom.

"I'll go down first. ”

Dudley slipped into the pipe, then leaned against the pipe, letting his hand slip as soon as he let go.

He slid down quickly, and it felt like a dash down a dark, slimy, endless slide.

He could see that there were many other pipes that were branching out in all directions, but none of them were as thick as this one.

The pipe twists and turns, winding around and down, with a steep slope all the way down.

Dudley knew he had slipped deep into the school's ground, even deeper than the underground classrooms. He could hear Harry following him, making a slight crash around the bend.