Chapter 688: Myrtle also has spring
"Hiss"
After unscrewing the deadbolt on the bathroom door, Ens gasped as he quickly released the brass doorknob.
"How long has it been since this bathroom has been used, what's the point of keeping the spell on it?"
The doors of the girls' bathrooms at Hogwarts Castle are under a spell, and only women can safely touch the doorknobs. If the boy wants to open the door...... It's not that it's absolutely impossible, but it's going to be a bit of a hardship.
Ens shook his right hand slightly, feeling the numbness that still remained on his fingertips, and when he opened the door just now, the pain as if he had been burned by red-hot charcoal was really unforgettable, even if he had been mentally prepared, he almost couldn't help but let go.
"Squeak"
The door leaf is actually relatively new, and it seems that it has only been replaced for a long time. However, due to the perennial accumulation of moisture here, the hinge that holds the door door will soon become sluggish, and the sound of the door opening and closing is not small.
Of course, today is different, after all, it's noisy outside, isn't it?
As soon as he opened the door, he found that the girl's bathroom was as dull and cold as he had expected. The walls were littered with large patches of water, and droplets of water converged along several cracks in the wall, leaving several straight dark marks at the base of the wall.
On the opposite side, a row of dirty, cracked sinks looked crooked, and on the wall above the sink was a large, similarly stained mirror with a zigzag crack on the right half of the mirror.
Ens took a few more steps, and there was standing water everywhere under his feet, and even the places where there were no obvious water stains were still a little slippery and greasy, and there was a rather disgusting touch coming from the soles of his feet.
Speaking of which, there are a few candle holders on the left wall, and there are a few candles burning on them. But the flames on the heads of the candles were so faint that the light they released could barely make Ens see the outlines of the compartments on the right.
As you can see, the door of the innermost private room has completely fallen off. At the moment, it was lying quietly on the ground, in the company of the dirty water that could not be seen.
By the way, the smell of this shabby place is really hard to let go.
At this moment, Ens, who was walking in step by step, suddenly paused, because he seemed to hear something suspicious.
He thought it was a slight sob, because he knew that the ghost who had been hiding here all the year round was always crying alone, so others called him "Crying Myrtle".
But when he stopped and listened for a few more moments, he didn't think it was like a girl sobbing anymore. Because the voice still had a faint tone, not so much a sob, but a humming out of tune.
"Myrtle?"
Ens let out a tentative soft, his voice echoing through the bathroom, as if amplified considerably, muffling out the humming for once.
At the same time, he changed the wand in his left hand back to his right hand, and even if his fingertips were still a little numb, he couldn't care about these minor ailments.
Soon, the echo of his speech settled down, but the humming that had been out of tune before also disappeared.
The bathroom was quiet again, save for the faint sound of Enns's breathing and the ticking of droplets of water slipping through the cracks in the pool.
Just when Ens couldn't help but want to check the compartment directly, a delicate voice broke the slightly cold silence.
"Hmm," the voice snorted slightly, "good evening, handsome little man...... Are you looking for someone? β
As the other man spoke, Ens saw a white figure float out of the innermost compartment. Although the door of the private room was gone, the other party still didn't mean to walk properly, and the corner of the partition in the single room passed directly through the hazy body.
"Are you Myrtle?"
Although none of the seniors had ever mentioned to Anns about the danger of the ghost, he clenched his wand.
"Oh yes!" Myrtle pushed the round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and dangled in front of Ens, "What's the matter, little handsome guy?" People don't seem to have seen you...... Hmm, how come I've suddenly had more people here in the past few years......"
She asked, then whispered naturally.
For so many years, she had been huddled here alone, and all she could do was sobbing for her sad life. This kind of whispering behavior has long become a habit of hers.
"Hmm...... I'm just ......" Ens pursed his lips, "I'm just going to take a look." β
"Oh? Hehe......" Myrtle suddenly smiled ambiguously when she heard this, "Little brother, what are you going to the girls' bathroom to see?" Ah, you don't need to say much, people understand...... But there's nothing to show you here! β
Even though she knew how much age she and Ens were, she still took it for granted that Ens was "little brother", as if she didn't think it was incompatible at all.
But at Myrtle's teasing, Ens only frowned.
In his opinion, this "weeping myrtle" seems to be very different from the image described in the rumors. I seem to have been teased by her with a smile!
But how did he know that the ghosts were different from some of the wandering spirits that wandered the dead ground. Like people, they have the ability to think independently, and their personalities will gradually change with time and environment.
ββ¦β¦ Why don't you speak? Myrtle seemed to find the silent Ens very bored, and she called a few more times, and soon her face became a little darker, "It's annoying, it's annoying...... People know that you must also be here to drill pipes...... I really don't understand you little guys, it's dark and scary, what's there to go about? β
However, when he heard her words, Ens suddenly drew his attention, and even a pair of eyes widened a little.
"Pipes? What tubes? β
"Huh? Aren't you here to drill pipes? Seeing that he didn't seem to know at all, Myrtle immediately became interested again, "In other words, are you really here to find someone?" Well, it would be nice if you were older, people like the more mature type."
"You"
Ens was trying to tell her to stop talking nonsense, but on second thought, maybe he shouldn't have any trouble with the ghost. Because here he may not come only once, and ...... He's going to have to keep this ghost a secret afterwards!
"Hmm...... The ......" he pondered, and felt that it was really such a reason, and his face couldn't help but twist a little, "I'm here for you, Myrtle...... I'll come back later if you want......"
"Ah, really?" Myrtle clasped her hands to her chest in surprise, but soon she was disappointed again, "Oh...... It's a joy and a sad thing to do...... This is the first time that people hope that they are not dead...... No, no, no, if you hadn't died, people wouldn't have met you......"
She began to talk to herself again for a while, causing Ens to roll her eyes.
"Uh...... Myrtle, this ...... It's okay, it's nice to see each other, right? Ens felt that he was holding his breath, and his heart was full of depression, "But you can't tell anyone about me in the future, or else...... Otherwise......"
Sometimes, it is not so easy to find a reason casually, and the mind is blocked by the entanglement in front of you, which is often easy to cause stuck.
"Otherwise......" After tossing several times in a row, he subconsciously said, "If someone hears it, they will definitely laugh at me." β
Truth be told, in general, this is by no means a good reason. How can any girl be happy to hear such concerns?
But if this reason is placed here in Myrtle, it seems quite empathetic.
I think the reason why she died in this bathroom in the first place, in addition to Voldemort and the basilisk, was mainly because of the relationship that was ridiculed by a classmate. If it weren't for that guy, she wouldn't have hid here crying alone, and she wouldn't have been poisoned by Tom Riddle because of it.
"Oh! I understand that feeling...... It's not a good feeling to be ridiculed, it's really uncomfortable......" she agreed without saying a word, "I'll keep it a secret, it's only the two of us who know!" β
"Well, that's really...... That's good," Ens was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Oh, by the way, what did you just say 'drill pipe'?" Will anyone else come here? β
"Don't worry, darling! Don't worry," Myrtle's pale face was now full of smiles, "those little ones don't want to pay attention to me, and besides, I'll just like you...... Well, as for that pipe...... I heard that it was the entrance to the Slytherin Vault...... Look at! It's that faucet, it never comes out of the water. β
Hearing this, Ens hurriedly walked in the direction that Myrtle was pointing and looked down.
This copper faucet is ordinary, and it looks like the others. Ens looked closely for a moment, then tilted his head under the myrtle's remarks, and then saw the snake pattern on the side.
"There's magic on it?"
For Ens's speculation, Myrtle gave affirmation, and praised him coquettishly by the way.
"Honey, you're so smart!" "I've seen two people who can get it out of the tube," she said. One was Mr. McLean, who could do it with just a wave of his hand, and I couldn't figure out how he did it...... And then there's Mr. Potter, who just came some time ago to be with his friends......"
"How did he do it?" Ens immediately asked.
"Actually, I didn't quite figure out his method," Myrtle said innocently, "and he hissed a few times at the faucet......"
When Ens heard this, he was stunned.
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