As for the secret room, although William knew the answer to all this, knew that there was a thousand-year-old monster living in it, and also knew the entrance to the secret room.

But after Nick said those words that didn't make sense, William was now a little unsure that what he knew was all the secrets about the Chamber of Secrets.

If the water of this world is very deep.

If, as the messenger said, the organization has been around for a long time.

It was entirely possible, then, that Slytherin and the Big Four knew something about the unspeakable darkness that had befallen Gryffindor.

William can be sure that the Big Four have definitely studied these things!

He came to this judgment very simply, if it was true that those tentacles of existence had already infiltrated the wizarding world, as the organization said, then it did not make sense, the most famous wizards in Europe at that time had not been exposed to these things.

Not to mention, he remembered that the Courier had said that Ravenclaw had been a member of the Order, which allowed him to sneak into Hogwarts Castle under Dumbledore's nose.

The Big Four definitely know what William doesn't know yet, about the information that exists.

William just couldn't be sure if Slytherin had any of these things in the vault.

That's why he spied the news from the unsuspecting Malfoy, after all, when it comes to knowing about the Gaunt family, William knows far less than the Malfoy family, which is a very old magical family in England.

"Please, William, it's true that the Gaunts are a bunch of arrogant fools, but they weren't stupid enough to spread such a secret everywhere, otherwise people would have known about the Chamber of Secrets by now." Draco spread his hands, signaling that he didn't know anything about it.

He didn't really know much, and compared to the other students, Draco only knew that the Chamber of Secrets was real.

"Still, maybe some of the Gaunts have ever said anything, but if I want to know this, I'll have to go home and look through the records in the family." Noticing William's somewhat disappointed gaze, Draco hurriedly added.

"Perhaps, next vacation I can go back and look for those dusty tomes, there may be something in them that I haven't noticed."

"Really, thank you so much, Draco."

William couldn't help but repent in his heart for the fact that he had just molested Draco.

"It's nothing, we're friends, aren't we?"

The atmosphere soon became cheerful again, and under William's "sweet words", Draco quickly forgot about William's taunting of him and Potter just now.

He is still a child who has not grown up, and children, happy and unhappy, come and go as quickly.

"That's right, Draco. How could you say such a thing in this hallway that night. Passing through the corridor on the second floor where Lady Loris had been killed, William couldn't help but ask Draco.

"I remember that we just discussed why we should keep the discrimination against Muggles in our hearts."

"I know, William." Speaking of which, Draco looked a little embarrassed.

"Honestly, I don't know what I was thinking at the time, it just happened, you know what I mean? As if I would have said those words at that time, I felt that I must have been guided by fate. ”

"How do I feel like you're not keeping your mouth shut, Draco?" Pansy didn't seem to believe Draco's words, as it was magical.

"Not really! That's exactly what I thought at the time! To put it in a northeastern dialect, Draco was immediately annoyed by Pansy's questioning.

Fate directs, Draco, you're!

It seemed that he had really been affected by Tom Riddle's spell, and after listening to Draco's description, William thought to himself.

It must be a mentally implied spell, and it's unlikely to be a Revenant Curse.

William didn't think the young Riddle would be so rampant, using the Imperius Charm to influence Draco under Dumbledore's nose, just to say those few words that were not very sensible.

The journal was mostly trying to induce Draco to say things like that by channeling the prejudices he had against Muggles.

Still, just in case, William pulled out his wand and, after motioning for Draco not to move, used that ancient detection magic to check Draco's state of mind.

If it really is the Imperius Curse, then it is likely that he has been controlled by Riddle, and this spell can be lurking in the wizard's mind for a long time.

"What kind of spell is this? I don't feel a little well. Draco, who had been swept over by an unknown spell, asked unnaturally.

"That means the spell is working inside you."

Sensing Draco's nervousness, William continued.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a normal detection spell to check your physical health." William casually made up nonsense.

No way, who made him always so easy to deceive?

He couldn't tell the truth, telling Draco that you were under the influence of the Imperius Curse, and that it could have been a spell cast by your father's young master.

It's going to freak the hell out of this little guy.

"And what was the result?" Hearing William's words, Draco instantly let down his already small guard, and he asked William with some curiosity.

"Very good, your vitality is strong, if nothing else, you will live to death, Draco." William replied nonchalantly, as he slowly withdrew his wand.

Draco's soul was fine, there was no sign of alteration or control, and it was indeed as alive as William had said, fitting a twelve-year-old wizard well.

"Oh oh, that's good." Draco couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he heard that there was nothing wrong with his body, he had obviously believed the nonsense William had said.

Finally, after a long walk up the staircase, Draco finally reacted.

"Wait a minute, everyone will live to death! Does this test result have any significance? Draco, who had been teased again, yelled at William with some dissatisfaction.

"Well, it looks like there's nothing wrong with your head, and it took less than thirty seconds to react."

"William! You're enough! ”