"That must have been a pretty bad feeling, do you remember how you became a ghost?" In the girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle, William asked Myrtle.

"I don't remember, death took away most of my memories, leaving only the strongest, most painful ones."

In the girls' bathroom on the second floor, Myrtle spoke to William, her voice full of ghostly cynicism and infinite sadness.

"You know, in all my years of life, I've never made a real friend, I've never been the least popular, and I've never had a student want to talk to me. That ugly, pimpled-faced four-eyed dog, that's the only thing they're willing to say to me. ”

Myrtle is still feeling sorry for herself, and all William can do about this is listen, he still has something to do for Myrtle.

"At least I wouldn't say that, Myrtle. I'd love to talk to you too. ”

"No one cared about me even when I was alive, it took them a long time to find my body, and when I came back here as a ghost, I sat here waiting for them, and then, guess what, Oliver Humbe walked into the bathroom."

"Myrtle, are you sulking here again? Professor Duppert told me to come to you. Myrtle vividly describes the scene at that time.

Then she saw my body, and I bet she would never forget that scene for the rest of her life. That utterly nasty ghost has finally been tricked by me! At this, a happy smile flashed across Myrtle's face.

"In the first two years of my life, everything seemed to be reversed, and I became the one who played tricks on others, Oliver Hombe, the disgusting, humiliating bitch, and she finally became afraid of me." The smile on Myrtle's face became more and more wanton.

"Because I was always trying to play tricks on her, and after becoming a ghost, I didn't have to sleep and rest anymore, I had plenty of time to scare her, play tricks on her, and humiliate her, and that was my happiest day.

Did you know that I used to go back to my Ravenclaw dorm and stare at her while she slept, and she almost scared me out of her way to St. Mungo! Speaking of which, Myrtle's face was full of pride, and they never expected that the person who humiliated them in life would receive such retribution after Myrtle's death.

William didn't know that Myrtle still had such an experience, he looked at the Myrtle in front of him with a somewhat crazy look, and couldn't stop thinking in his heart.

Why does it feel like myrtle is going to blacken?

"And then?" He asked, curiously.

"Then my days of misery began, and that damned bitch found the Ministry of Magic, and then I was captured by the abominable Aurors.

I've been warned by the Ministry of Magic not to tease Humbe or leave Hogwarts at will, or they'll wipe me out completely, because there is no prison dedicated to ghosts in this world, so most of those who have made mistakes will not escape. Myrtle's voice gradually deepened.

"I was scared and compromised, and I went back to the bathroom, and then everything went back to the way it was, and I was once again the subject of ridicule and ridicule, and there was no improvement until Oliver Hombe graduated from Hogwarts.

I'm still the one who was teased and cried.

Until now, I couldn't figure out why the Sorting Hat had sent her to Ravenclaw, the same house as me, shouldn't such a vicious bastard be assigned to Slytherin? Maybe I wouldn't have known her, and I wouldn't have died. ”

After saying this, Myrtle stopped talking, and sat a little dreary on the pool under the mirror, her head bowed and not knowing what she was thinking.

"I'll help your myrtle, whether it's your image or what others think of you, I hope you're doing well." To be honest, William didn't have such a thought before coming here.

He only wanted to know about Myrtle's past, about the formation of the ghost and the secret room, and didn't really want to change anything.

However, after hearing these words of Myrtle to himself and feeling her trust in him, William gradually changed his mind.

The myrtle's appearance aroused sympathy in William's heart, and he had always thought that he was a selfish person.

"I know, that's why I've told you so much, I'm sorry, I didn't believe you at first, thinking that you would laugh at me like everyone else after you played me a beating."

Before William could reply, Myrtle went on to herself.

"I'm so grateful for your patience with me, no one has ever listened to me so carefully, and no one has ever cared so much about me, I'm so grateful to you, William."

"It's nothing." William shook his head, these insignificant understandings were nothing compared to the pain Myrtle had suffered.

"I remember what you wanted me to do, right? Is there anything I can do to help you? ”

"Of course, you can help me, you know, the walls won't be a hindrance to you after becoming a ghost, and if you explore carefully, the castle will have no secrets for you."

"What do you want me to do?" Myrtle still looks a little confused.

"I'd like you to help me explore Hogwarts Castle, especially the intricate network of underground structures and water pipes." William finally said what he meant.

One thing he had never figured out was that if the ghosts were able to explore Hogwarts in defiance of the walls and floors, why hadn't a single ghost discovered the secret chamber left by Slytherin?

Remember, Nick had been dead for a thousand years, and he even knew many secret passages to the outside of the castle, but he didn't know much about the Slytherin vaults.

And the last time William asked Nick about the Chamber of Secrets, the latter's vague answer confused him, and he decided to figure it out himself.

"I'd like you to help me explore the interior of the castle."

"How could you be interested in that?" Myrtle asked, a little puzzled.

"Some uncertain speculations about the secret room, I need you to help me confirm it, by the way, don't tell anyone else, the person who opened the secret room is likely to be hidden among the students."

"Don't worry, except for you, William. Who's going to come looking for a crying myrtle? I promise you, William, and I will assist you, whatever you want to do. ”

"By the way, do you want to know about the witch who bullied you back then, how she is now? I can go look into it. ”