Like the Animagus Transfiguration, for wizards, speaking in the language of animals is by no means a skill that relies solely on natural talent. They are not fundamentally different from ordinary people like "the barrier-free and changeable appearance of Magus of disguise" and "the allure of the Meiwa bloodline to men", but they can all be completed through acquired practice.

And the "Parseltongue", the ability to imitate snakes to speak, is naturally one of them, at best, it is a kind of "foreign language" that is relatively difficult to master.

For example, before Dumbledore's death, he had learned merfolk and elven languages without special blood, and could understand Parseltongue words fluently.

In comparison, "animal communicators" such as Newt Scamander and Voldemort who rely on blood inheritance are quite rare.

"Open—"

The sound that came out of Enns's mouth at this moment was a short hiss to Myrtle's ears, just like Harry Potter who had been here not long ago!

As the words fell, the copper faucet suddenly erupted into a scorching white light, and then the sink below spun violently, like a silent storm.

It didn't take long for the sink and faucet to ...... Even the brick wall and floor that connected to the pool disappeared in large chunks, and what was visible in the sight of the two of them was an extremely large sewer outlet.

"Y-How did you do that?" Myrtle covered her mouth with her hands and said in surprise, "People also 'hissed' at that faucet?" Why didn't it have-"

"I don't know."

Ens replied casually, and immediately looked into the dark pipe.

His answer wasn't really a haphazard response, for he only knew that he seemed to be able to talk to snakes in the grass near his house from a very young age. It's just that most snakes can only make some simple responses, and they are basically the kind that they don't answer, and he gets bored after a long time.

But Ens didn't expect that this small ability, which seemed to have always been useless, would suddenly come in handy today.

"Oh—look, isn't it dark and horrible over there?" When Ens craned his neck to look into the big pipe on the ground, Myrtle floated in a little with him, but he didn't seem to dare to get too close, "It used to be a monster living here—it seems to be a big snake!" However, it was defeated by Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, and there was a special show for it......"

She was babbling there, but Earns seemed to be thinking about something, and didn't even look at her. After a while, Myrtle came back to her senses from talking to herself.

“…… What are you thinking...... Do you want to go in too? Myrtle floated in the air and said, "It's better not to ...... Isn't this big hole scared to look at? Though...... Although the brave boy is really attractive......"

But Ens thought about it for a moment before shaking his head slightly.

"Close."

He still said it in Parseltongue, clear and accurate, much more so than Harry had to say it back then. And as he hurriedly put it down, the pool quickly returned to its original state.

"Yes, yes, don't go in – just stay on it! You-"

"Myrtle." Ens interrupted the other party suddenly, "I'll go get something and I'll be back in a moment...... If you meet someone else, don't tell me about my visit. ”

……

More than ten minutes later, in the dark and damp underground pipes.

Ens was gliding rapidly through the intricate tube, his thin lips pursed together, his feet downward, and a very ordinary broomstick in his arms.

The pipe is huge—at least much larger than the other surrounding fork holes—and it's no problem accommodating one or two people. But the angle of inclination of this pipe is too large, and the pipe wall is still sticky and wet everywhere, and it is easy to go down but difficult to come back.

So, even though Ens didn't show a good flying talent in a few flying lessons, he still went out of his way to find a school practice broom.

Even if it's going to be hard to fly, it's much better than not going back.

In the process of continuous decline, Ens felt that the direction of the pipe was extremely complicated, and there were twists and turns at every stage. If it weren't for the obvious difference in the size of the pipe, he was really afraid that he would get lost here when he went back.

Finally, when Ens felt that he was probably deep underground, the slope of the pipe slowed down sharply, and he was thrown straight out.

"Poof—"

Anns, who was forced to sit on the mud, didn't care about the stickiness of his body, and quickly stood up. He rubbed his hand against his robe, and drew his wand from his bosom, and only when the light gushing from the tip of the wand banished the darkness around him could he take a look at his neighborhood.

Silent tunnels like tombs, critter bones, damp stone walls, and shadowy corners where the light is imminent......

This passage to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is as eerie as ever, but now, all this can only be used as fodder for the juniors who come to "sightsee" to scare themselves.

"It's a ......"

Although Ens was still cautious every step of the way, and his wand was always ready to meet the enemy, even he vaguely knew that there was nothing left to explore here.

“…… How many people have been here? ”

He looked at the footprints on the floor of the passage—fronts, backs, larges, smalls, and even many overlapping, and he couldn't count how many pairs of soles had been stepped on there.

Sure enough, until the end of the tunnel, until he saw the crystal frost white, he didn't encounter any surprises.

The surroundings are still as quiet as a real underground tomb.

“…… Ice? ”

Ens reached out and probed into the wall around the doorway, but before his fingertips could touch the layer of hoarfrost, he felt a chill that he retracted as if he had been electrocuted.

Look at the white gravel at your feet, even the most stupid person can understand that this rectangular doorway was supposed to have a thick stone door, but it had been completely frozen to pieces by a terrible magic.

"How long ago was that?" Ens muttered, "Judging by what the weeping myrtle said, the only ones who have been here are Potter's gang and Professor McLean." Needless to say, it must be...... No, it seems like it's possible that 'Lockhart' is also possible, he seems to be the host of tonight's game, right? ”

After carefully avoiding the white stones on the ground, he finally found himself in the real chamber.

The Slytherin Chamber was significantly larger than the previous Hufflepuff Chamber, but it was now a ruin of a pile of massive stones.

To be honest, at this point, the boredom in Enns's heart was almost irrepressible.

When he learned that many people had come to "drill through the pipe", he had a premonition that he would return in vain. But no matter what, the parchment was also translated by him with great painstaking efforts, and even if there was no leakage to pick up, he at least still had a trace of "come in and visit" thoughts.

However...... What else is there to visit in this place?

"Did they detonate a bunch of explosives here?"

Ens couldn't help but realize that he couldn't even find a target to complain about, because where did he go to find out who had "demolished" this place—and so completely!

He sighed heavily, took a few more steps, and when he saw that there was nothing around him but stones, he already had the idea of turning around and leaving.

But just as he was about to turn around, an inconspicuous green shadow suddenly appeared in his field of vision, making his heart jump sharply.

There's something! What's that?

However, the excitement lasted only a few seconds before it was quickly diluted by another thought.

"How many people have been here, and even if there is any secret, it can't be considered a 'secret' for a long time-"

That being said, Ens still held his wand and carried his broom, and walked deeper into the chamber with a look of impatience. Soon, he discovered the source of the green glow.

It was some light peeking through a wall somewhere, and if you looked closely, you could make out some outlines. For example, the small green shadow at the top looks like a ...... Well, what seems like half a face?

For a moment, as Ens watched in confusion, a familiar and unfamiliar hiss echoed through the quiet space. You can see that the mouth protruding from the stone wall is opening and closing, as if the sound came from there.

“…… If you do not have the talents and abilities of the foolish heirs who are trying to bear the sins, I advise you to turn back and leave at once. ”

"Luck may lead you to stand in front of me, but the danger of the future will cost you your life at any time."

"If you uphold Godrich's ridiculous justice, then use your abilities to enjoy your mediocre life; If you are still greedy and arrogant, my basilisk can borrow you to harvest power and gold......"

"Foolish successor, turn back and leave! All you have to do is remember my name – Salazar Slytherin! ”

The strange hiss swirled in Ens's ears, as if there was a strange magic, and every word was stirring his stagnant heart.

“…… Salazar ...... Slytherin? ”

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