I'm kind enough to give you the use of the Isolation Script, and you're going to use it against me? 】

Tom broke down, he didn't expect that this bastard Ivan Hals would actually use what he taught him to turn against himself?

"That's why I keep saying you're a good guy, Tom! It's a pity that you don't want to be any better. Ivan said sincerely, handing Tom Riddle the Good Guy card and putting the cover on.

At the same time, just in case, Ivan opened the system to check the status of the Horcrux.

[Magic Item: Tom Marvolo Riddle's Diary (Horcrux)

Magic: Strong

Special Status: Isolated from Mana

Description: This is a Horcrux crafted by Tom Marvolo Riddle at the age of sixteen, and is encased in a cover made up of a sequence of Isolated Spells, making it safe without being opened. 】

Seeing the display in the system description, Ivan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been worried that the power of the Horcrux Diary would be too strong and that the Isolation Script would fail, and in that case, the cover he had worked so hard to make to restrict the Horcrux would be useless.

Fortunately, it worked just as he expected...

After putting away the Horcruxes, Ivan began to think about going to the secret room to find a way to fuse the multiple bloodlines.

One of the things that worries Ivan the most is naturally the basilisk in the secret room.

Even though he can speak snakes, and the basilisk doesn't come out automatically without being summoned, you have to consider the worst-case scenario, isn't it?

"What is the basilisk most afraid of? Like the crowing of a rooster? Ivan vaguely remembered the information mentioned in the original book, and it seemed that he had to go to Hagrid's to steal a few chickens just in case.

It's not impossible to use the Transfiguration Charm to change a few, but Ivan doesn't know if that cry is useful...

Without further ado, Ivan began his own operation that afternoon!

While Hagrid was away, Ivan snuck into the farm and tied up several roosters there...

And left a few gold Galleons in the chicken pen for Hagrid to buy for himself when the time comes...

However, how to place these roosters next made it difficult for Ivan, and it was strange to keep them in the bedroom, and maybe someone would guess something.

If you keep it outside, you will be worried about getting lost or starving to death.

For this reason, Ivan had to use the Transfiguration Charm to transform the roosters into owls, and then transform them back when needed.

While Ivan was taking care of everything, Harry and Ron happened to come back from outside the door, and the first thing they saw was the strange flock of owls underground.

One by one, they walked in the dormitory, and a few of them were temporarily unaccustomed to this body, and they fell directly to the ground...

One of the owls in the lead suddenly raised its head and sang loudly, but as soon as it opened its mouth, the whole chicken was stunned, this is not its tone...

Staying in the cage, Maca stretched out her head curiously, looking at the strange-looking "kind" underground.

"Ivan, what are you doing with so many owls?" Harry asked, confused.

"It's for sending letters, you know, I've been getting a lot of messages from fans lately, so I'm borrowing a few owls to help out for the time being..."Ivan said casually.

"I feel like you're catching up with Lockhart," Ron shook his head, then looked at the owls on the ground and spoiled. By the way, why do these owls of yours look so weird? ”

"They just arrived today, and they probably haven't adapted to school life yet..."Ivan also noticed that this was a little strange, so he quickly made a cage and locked the cocks that had turned into owls, so that they would not run around.

At the same time,

Hagrid, who had returned from his usual tour of the Forbidden Forest, returned to his hut and looked at the empty chicken pen with only a few feathers left, and the smile on his face froze, and he roared angrily.

"Where's my chicken?!"

......

Saturday, evening,

Prepared for everything, Ivan carefully avoided all eyes and stepped into the abandoned girls' bathroom, where two grotesque-looking owls were standing on his shoulders and following him.

In the center of the girls' bathroom is a circular pool made of a large number of bathtubs.

Ivan successfully found a serpentine mark on the copper faucet of one of the bathtubs.

Looking closely at Ivan, he realized that the snake inscription also contained even smaller characters, densely packed with snake scales.

Ivan, who had learned a lot of information from Tom Riddle, knew very well that these tiny characters were the words created by Salazar Slytherin based on the snake language, and perhaps this was the reason why the mechanism could be opened by the snake language.

"What are you doing here? No one usually comes here! ”

A voice suddenly sounded beside Ivan.

Ivan turned to look, and a ghost with thick glasses and a Ravenclaw costume floated towards him.

"Are you looking for something here?" Myrtle's illusory figure floated past Ivan and looked at him curiously.

Ivan frowned, and was about to explain, but Myrtle's face suddenly changed, and she screamed. "Or are you here to mock me, just like them!"

Ivan's words stopped again, and he followed Myrtle's words instead.

"Yes, that's it, I've heard some legends that say there's a short, ugly, acne-faced, crying soul here, so I'm curious to come and take a look!"

"So what? Do you see it now? Do you think I'm the same as they say? Myrtle sobbed, but kept her eyes on Ivan, desperately hoping that the good-looking boy in front of her would say something different.

"Now I think—" Ivan glanced at Myrtle and nodded in confirmation. And they were right! ”

"Ahh Get lost! Get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you again! Myrtle covered her face, screamed and rushed into the innermost compartment, hiding in the toilet there, and could faintly hear the crying coming from inside.

Ivan shook his head, silently said sorry in his heart, and then looked back at the bathtub.

Taking advantage of the myrtle hiding in the compartment and crying, Ivan read the snake language to the snake shadow on the bronze dragon's head.

"Hiss~ (Open!) ）”

The snake shadow on the bronze dragon's head suddenly lit up, and then the dozen or so bathtubs in front of him began to rotate rapidly.

Some of them sank into the ground, while the rest spread out, revealing a thick central pipe that could easily fit someone Hagrid's size...

It's dark in the pipes, and it looks bottomless...

(PS: Say good three more, done!) Ask for a subscription.. Asking for a ticket... ）

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