The three of them took advantage of the night to come to the abandoned girls' bathroom. The crying myrtle is sitting in the tank of one of the innermost toilets.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"We're going to enter the secret room. Joe replied

"We guessed that the entrance to the chamber was here, but we didn't know where it was. Ron said, and Harry nodded.

"Here it is. Joe pointed to the sink in the middle of the bathroom.

"Here?" the two of them looked up and down the pool. "Doesn't seem like a problem?"

"Tip one. Joe held up a finger "Slytherin is a parseltongue, and so are his descendants." Second tip······" He held up another finger to "look closely at the faucet"

Harry and Ron looked closely, and soon found a small snake carved into the side of a bronze dragon's head.

"This faucet never comes out of water," Myrtle said happily when she saw that Harry wanted to unscrew the faucet.

"Harry, imagine the snake above to be a real snake and say it in a Parseltongue to the faucet······ Open!" Joe said.

Harry pondered for a moment, hissing at the faucet, and Joe quickly stole his pronunciation. The Parseltongue touched the chamber's mechanism, and the dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly. Then the pool moved. They watched as the pool slowly faded from view, revealing a very thick pipe that could fit a person in.

"Let's go!" Joe jumped down with a gasp of air for Harry and Ron. It felt like speeding down a dark, slimy, endless slide. He could see that there were many other pipes that were branching out in all directions, but none of them were as thick as this one. Their pipe twists and turns, and the slope is steep all the way down. Soon he had slipped deep into the school's ground, even deeper than the underground classrooms.

Soon after, he suddenly fell to the ground. The water pipe became horizontal, and he came out of the mouth of the pipe, and fell to the damp ground with a pop. It was a dark stone tunnel, big enough for a person to stand in. Soon after, Harry and Ron popped out of the pipe.

"We must have been miles below the school. Harry said, his voice echoing through the dark tunnel.

"Probably to the bottom of the lake. Ron said. He narrowed his eyes and surveyed the dark, slimy walls around him

"Let's go!" beckoned to the two of them.

Then, the three of them walked to the dark front, and the feet of the three of them clattered on the wet ground and made a loud noise.

It was so dark in the tunnel that even though Harry and Ron had used fluorescent flickering, they could only see a small area in front of them.

"Just go forward!" Joe's voice came from the two of them, and then in the surprised eyes of the two, without using magic or using any magic items, Joe strode straight forward.

This time Joe didn't use ultrasonic sunglasses because, in the dark, he discovered that he had gained a special ability of the phoenix - dark vision. Relying on this ability, even if the tunnel is dark now, in Joe's eyes, it is as clear as day.

In his field of vision, the ground was littered with the bones of various small animals, and he led the way forward, turning a dark bend in the tunnel. At the end of the bend there was a huge snakeskin, green and bright, at first glance it was the skin of a poisonous snake, coiled and lying on the ground of the tunnel, and the inside was empty.

"Oh my God. Under the light of the fluorescent spell, Ron sighed weakly behind Joe.

"Okay, Ron, you stay here, Harry and I keep going!" Joe commanded.

"My sister is in there!" exclaimed Ron.

"I know, but it's not just a millennial basilisk in there, the Slytherin heir is inside. In case of any accident, I need you to come to the palace. ”

"Okay!" Ron's face improved a little after listening to Joe's explanation. "Be careful!"

"Yes!" replied Harry.

"Let's go!" Joe dragged Harry as he walked forward. They walked through the giant snakeskin, and then turned and turned. Joe felt Harry beside him tremble uncomfortably. "It's okay, trust me, we'll get them out. Joe whispered as he put a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"I'm fine!" said Harry, though still scared, but plucking up his courage.

is really worthy of the protagonist, and such courage alone has already doomed him to achieve extraordinary achievements in the future. Joe thought.

He carefully turned another bend, and at last he found a sturdy wall in front of him, carved with two intertwined serpents, their eyes studded with large, shining emeralds.

"My Christmas present for you in first grade, are you still there?"

"Yes, I'm wearing it now," Harry raised his wrist, and there was a golden bracelet somewhere. "How many times are the spells left?" Joe asked.

"It's been twice, I haven't used it before!"

"Well, I'll protect myself for a while. ”

Then he said in a parseltongue······ Open it. There was another hissing sound, and the two snakes parted, and the stone wall cracked in the middle and slowly slid to both sides and disappeared. Trembling, Harry walked inside.

They stood on the side of a long, dimly lit room. Many stone pillars carved with coiled snakes towered to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness of the heights, casting long, eerie black shadows on the entire room filled with green and mystery.

Joe drew his wand, carefully defending himself against Riddle's surprise attack. They slowly advanced between the stone pillars coiled around the serpent, each footstep creating a hollow, loud echo between the four walls of the ghostly buildings.

When he walked parallel to the last pair of stone columns, a statue as tall as the room itself appeared, clinging to the dark wall behind it.

It was an old, monkey-like face, a long, sparse beard that dragged almost all the way to the hem of a stone-carved wizard's robe, and two large gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room. Between those two feet, face down, lay a small figure in a black robe, hair red like flames, and beside her stood a blonde girl, who stood motionless, her hands in a posture of arms.

"Ginny, Luna," Harry and Joe whispered, and they hurried towards the girls, Harry kneeling down to check on Ginny. Joe took out the Mandela herb from her bag and fed it to Luna. As soon as the potion was ingested, Luna's body began to recover rapidly. Her skin softened, her hair softened, her gaze softened, and in a moment a stream of blood crept up onto her face, her petrified state unraveled, and the wound she had previously been beaten by Riddle began to bleed.

Joe took out a bottle of white fresh and dripped it on her wound, where a puff of smoke came out, and then it healed quickly.

The girl was obviously still a little overwhelmed at this time, and she looked at Joe with big eyes in surprise, "What's going on?"

"I'm here to save you, this is the secret room!" replied Joe, looking at the girl's silver eyes.

"Why do you feel a little different?" the girl stared at Jo with a puzzled look.

For the girl's sensitive intuition, the bridge is really a little speechless. "This one is discussed later. The most important thing now is to get you and Ginny out. At that moment, Harry's shouts rang out from beside the two of them.

"Ginny, don't die, please, don't die!" he tossed his wand aside, grabbed Ginny's shoulder, and flipped her over. Her face was marble, cold and bloodless, but her eyes were closed, but not petrified.

"Wake up, Ginny. Harry shook her desperately and pleaded in a low voice. Ginny's head drooped lifelessly.

Luna pushed Joe away and leaned down, taking a quick look at Ginny's condition. "What's wrong with her?" the girl looked very concerned, completely unconcerned about the injury that "Ginny" had injured her before.

"She's ······" Joe suddenly turned around and shouted "Armor Protection" The silver light enveloped the four of them, and then a black cloud of ink with countless distorted faces rushed from behind a pillar and hit the armor charm.

The inky face roared and screamed, but it couldn't move forward in the silver light.

"Riddle, come out!" Joe shouted in the armor spell, and a green light flew out of the ink, piercing the armor spell, and Jo had to hug Luna and roll on the ground, dodging the spell while the wand flicked Harry and Ginny far away.

Without the Iron Armor Spell, the ink continued to whizz towards the four of them.

"Summoning fire," Joe shouted, and a long, thin whip-like fire burst out of the tip of his wand, forcing the ink back in one fell swoop.

The fierce fire pressed towards the ink step by step, but the ink mass that was still full of power just now, like a mouse seeing a cat, suddenly retreated, revealing the sneak attack on Riddle who had been hiding behind the pillar before, and he looked a little panicked and surprised. Joe raised his hand, and the whip of the fiery flame bent into a circle, enclosing Riddle inside.

"Riddle, I'm ashamed of you!" said Joe, gloomily.

"Me too!" was Riddle's gloomy face in the firelight.