"Then I came back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The look on Myrtle's face became even more sad, "You know, I'm hell-bent on settling accounts with Olif. Oh, and she regretted laughing at me for wearing glasses. ”

Fang Yan touched his chin, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. Knowing some of the original books, he wasn't thinking about how Myrtle died, but why she became a ghost.

You know, even if this is the wizarding world, not everyone has the ability to become a ghost and stay in the world after death.

"Speaking of which, the ghosts of the Harry Potter world are really interesting." Fang Yan glanced at Myrtle with an inquiring gaze, "These ghosts can actually preserve the spiritual memories of their lives so completely...... Except that the strength is too weak, it is not much worse than a high-level ghost! ”

Out of the instinct of a wizard, Fang Yan suddenly had a desire to study the ghosts of this world.

It may be that the meaning revealed in the dialect's gaze is too obvious, and even the ghost of Myrtle was seen by his gaze, and he couldn't help but hide back in the toilet after exclaiming.

After returning to God's dialect, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching a few times after seeing this scene. He really didn't understand why the ghost of Myrtle liked the flush toilet so much.

Not bothering to bother with the cramping ghost again, Fang Yan turned and began to look for the entrance to the secret room.

With the original memory as a reference, it didn't take much effort for him to find the faucet with a snake pattern engraved on the side.

Fang Yan tried to probe a trace of spiritual power, and poked into the wall of the pool behind the faucet - sure enough, as in the original book, under the cover of the pool, there was a very thick pipe wall tunnel, large enough for an adult to easily enter.

The spiritual power continued to spread downward, and the winding pipe wall tunnel "looked" so that the corners of the dialect's eyes twitched. At this moment, in Fang Yan's heart, he was even more sure of an idea: this is definitely not the main entrance of a secret room!

It looked more like a passage that Salazar Slytherin had set aside for his pet. It's like a cat hole, a dog hole or something like that in the door of an ordinary person's house.

Retracting his divergent thoughts, Fang Yan's face showed a hint of helplessness. Well, no matter what the original purpose of this tunnel was, he would probably have to choose to enter the chamber through this tunnel now. Who made this the only place he knew of to be able to enter the Chamber of Secrets.

The next thing is to think about how to get in.

Fang Yan wasn't too worried about this, and although he couldn't speak snakes, it didn't mean that he couldn't open the mechanism at the entrance.

In fact, the easiest way is to blow up the pool at the entrance of the pipe wall tunnel with violence, so that the pipe wall tunnel hidden behind it will naturally be revealed. However, for some reason, dialects did not choose this option.

Stretching out a palm, Fang Yan gently rubbed the snake pattern on the side of the faucet, and then a faint fluctuation of spiritual power flooded from his body.

In an instant, the structure of the entire entrance mechanism was already clear to him, and the vague magic fluctuations were accurately captured by him.

"Oh, it turns out that the magic circle is used to operate the mechanism...... It's not very subtle, but it's practical. Fang Yan secretly praised it, but he didn't take it too seriously.

For the people of this world, using this language related to their own bloodline as the key to open the door to the magic ban is indeed a very effective insurance measure. But in front of a wizard like Fang Yan, who can master spiritual power and can directly analyze the essence of the prohibition, it is somewhat insufficient.

After changing the patterns on a few magic arrays at random, the magic array, which had been in half-operation, was suddenly adjusted to an active state.

The next moment, the faucet engraved with the snake pattern suddenly emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly. And the pool platform behind it also began to slide quietly downward.

A few seconds later, a very thick water pipe appeared in front of the dialect.

After glancing into the pipe, the corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched a few times. The dark environment inside the water pipe did not block his line of sight, so he also saw the greasy and slimy sediment on the wall of the water pipe.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yan still had to pinch his nose and choose to jump down. However, before entering the water pipe tunnel, he threw several protective spells at himself in a row.

Snort –

A faint grinding sound sounded in Fang Yan's ears. The sediment beneath him was so slippery that the dialect began to slide down at a very fast speed almost as soon as he jumped into the tube.

Twists and turns, twists and turns...... As the dialect slid downward, it was seen that many tubes were diverging in all directions, but none of them were as thick as this one. When he slid to the turning point of the pipe, Fang Yan would inevitably rub against the pipe wall, but fortunately, the protective magic on his body was powerful enough, until Fang Yan was finally thrown out of the pipe wall tunnel, and he was not hurt at all.

Burst!

Fang Yan had already prepared, and when he was about to approach the exit, he had already adjusted his body, and his movements calmly landed on the wet ground.

It was a dark stone tunnel, large enough to accommodate a creature the height of an adult standing inside. However, the water here is very steamy, and it seems that it is because the bottom of the Black Lake is above.

"Fluorescent orb!"

Fang Yan waved his hand, and a spherical object with a soft glow suddenly appeared above his head, illuminating a large area of darkness.

His gaze swept over the animal bones not far away, Fang Yan's face was not moved in the slightest, and after making sure that there was nothing useful around, he walked directly into the tunnel.

The footsteps were silent, and the dialect weaved rapidly through the tunnel, only stopping when he turned another bend.

The green snakeskin, coiled around the tunnel floor in front of Fang Yan, looked like it was at least twenty feet long. There was still a faint fluctuation of mana on the snakeskin, and it looked like it had just faded from the basilisk.

Under the light of the fluorescent orb overhead, the surface of the snakeskin looks like a green gem and reflects the brilliance, which is particularly eye-catching.

Fang Yan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to put away the snake skin completely.

In many potions, snakeskin is an indispensable condiment, and it is not known if this snakeskin that has been removed from the basilisk can be more effective.

Put away the snakeskin, and the dialect continued to move forward.

Time seemed to slow down in this quiet environment, and Fang Yan didn't know how long he had been gone. But no matter how long the tunnel is, there is an end, and after turning another bend, he finally reached his destination.

Fang Yan looked up at the wall in front of him, carved with two intertwined snakes, their eyes encrusted with large, glittering emeralds that looked like they were alive.

The mana fluctuation was somewhat familiar, and it looked like the same type of magic used at the entrance to the chamber, so it was easily opened after the dialect had used the same means.

It was a long, dimly lit room, and between the open floor and the ceiling, stood many stone pillars carved with coiled serpents. Under the illumination of the fluorescent orb, long shadows were pulled away from the base of the stone pillar, as if forming a network of intertwined shadows in the room.

Fang Yan looked at his surroundings with some curiosity, it looked like a gathering hall, and it was unknown if there were really Slytherin students who had a secret assembly here a thousand years ago.

Walking through the stone pillars, the dialect soon came to the end of the room. In front of him, a statue as tall as the room itself stood against the black wall.

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up at the huge face on the statue. It was an old, monkey-like face, with a long, sparse beard that dragged almost all the way to the hem of a wizard's robe carved out of stone.

"This ...... Is it really Salazar Slytherin? ”

Touching his chin, Fang Yan looked at the face in front of him meaningfully. In fact, he was also very curious, and he didn't know if Salazar Slytherin looked like this. However, these things didn't have much to do with him, and after looking at them carefully for a while and finding nothing else, the dialect lost interest.

Fang Yan's gaze shifted to the mouth of the statue's face, and from the information obtained from the original book, it was known that the basilisk was sleeping in a space behind the statue's mouth.

The dialect once again performed the same trick, preparing to open the passage to the position of the statue's mouth. Through the scan of mental power, Fang Yan found that although there were some changes in the form of the mechanism this time, it was essentially still using snake language as a method to activate the code to stimulate the operation of the magic array.

So it didn't take much effort for the dialect to open the channel.

"Boom~"

Slytherin's huge stone face shook suddenly, and his mouth began to open wider and wider, eventually forming a black hole.

Sissip Suo's voice was getting clearer and clearer, and it was obvious that the basilisk was approaching quickly.

Fang Yan's face became serious, and the vigilance in his heart began to be raised. The basilisk's strength doesn't seem to be very strong from the original books, but those eyes with lethal effects make it extremely dangerous.

In the case of not knowing what the lethal effect of the basilisk's eyes is, Fang Yan did not dare to be careless in his heart. What if the lethal effect of the basilisk's eyes could implicate the rules?

The Senluo realm spreads out, and the death-proof enchantment is propped up...... On the wand in Fang Yan's hand, a faint magical aura began to flicker. The tongue is fully armed, and it is intended to be dealt with as soon as the basilisk appears.

Of course, it would be better if you could get a living basilisk, but if you really can't help it, the dead basilisk dialect is not unacceptable.

Suddenly, Fang Yan slapped his head as if he remembered something: "By the way, there are roosters!" ”

In the wizarding world, there have always been rumors that the basilisk is afraid of the crowing of the rooster, and the dialect does not know if it is true or not, but it doesn't hurt to try it now. Although he doesn't have a rooster around him now, it's not difficult to conjure one temporarily with Transfiguration.

Hiss~

The sound of scales rubbing against the stone became clearer.

Something moved in the statue's mouth, something slid upwards from the depths of the statue.

Appeared!

Under the soft light emitted by the fluorescent orb, a touch of brilliant green suddenly lit up from the black hole. Immediately after, a large snake head emerged from the mouth of the Slytherin statue.

Seemingly a little uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of the light, the basilisk's movements suddenly stopped.

Fang Yan held his breath and condensed his breath to the extreme, fearing that it would be a pity if he frightened the basilisk and let it run away.

The movement of the dialect seemed to have an effect, and the basilisk did not notice the dialect standing in the shadow of a pillar, but only felt that there was something strange about the fluorescent orb floating above the hall. However, after noticing danger from the fluorescent orb, the basilisk continued to move.

Fang Yan didn't expect that the seemingly huge body of the basilisk was extremely light when it swam, and in just an instant, it came from the statue to the floor of the hall. This also frustrates the dialect's intention to attack it again when it is in mid-air.

But it's not too late!

Taking advantage of the fact that the basilisk had just come to the ground and hadn't found himself, Fang Yan decisively launched an attack on the basilisk.

The Senluo realm unfolded, and Fang Yan directly froze the air around the basilisk, making the basilisk's movements pause, buying time for Fang Yan's next attack.

The next moment, a black beam of light glowing with cold air fell on the basilisk with lightning speed. This hybrid sorcery with dark and ice attributes directly froze the basilisk that had just broken the shackles of the realm and was able to move its body again.

A layer of seemingly thin but incomparably solid black ice quickly spread over the basilisk's body, firmly holding it in place and unable to move.

Beneath the ice, the basilisk's wide, dim eyes widened. It didn't understand how it had been beaten so badly without even seeing the shadow of the enemy.

On the other side, Fang Yan's face was a little solemn, and the heart of the basilisk was worthy of being a legendary magical creature in the Harry Potter world, and this magic resistance was really a bit perverted. The sorcery he had just used, in addition to being able to freeze the basilisk's movements, the dark element contained in it was also extremely corrosive, capable of corroding the bodies of frozen enemies.

But as for the basilisk, in addition to the inability to move its body, its body has not been damaged at all, and the corrosiveness of the dark element has no effect on the basilisk at all!

However, although Fang Yan's face was solemn, he didn't have much worry in his heart, and his methods were more than that.

For example-

"Giggle~"

A loud rooster crow sounded in the open space, and it seemed that there were more than one, and the sound resounded in the hall.