Chapter 302: Myrtle Warren
"Now there's another question, does the basilisk belong to the category of 'snakes'?" Shivin asked, looking at Newt.
"That's right, the basilisk is also a magical animal of the snake category." Newt nodded in affirmation.
"It looks like Riddle did it, and there's nothing else possible." Xiwen sighed and said softly. "As a descendant of the Gaunt family, he can speak the Parseltongue, and it doesn't surprise me that the basilisk obeys his orders."
"And as far as I know, Riddle doesn't want to go back to the Muggle orphanage, so he doesn't want Hogwarts to close. Therefore, it is likely that he has already known the basilisk's abilities before us, and specially arranged for it to use half of its ability to attack Mannes and Grubb, instead of actually killing people, to prevent Hogwarts from being forcibly stopped by the Ministry of Magic. β
"But what he may not know is that Hogwarts is no longer a school that the Ministry of Magic can easily shut down." Shiwen shook his head and chuckled.
"Not only that, but even this basilisk is likely to have been left in the Chamber of Secrets by Salazar Slytherin thousands of years ago." Newt added on the side. "After all, when the basilisk is completely dormant, they can live for more than a thousand years!"
Knowing who the enemy he was about to face was, Xiwen immediately turned around and opened a dimensional door, preparing to find Riddle and the basilisk and deal with them directly, so as not to bring any more danger to the other little wizards.
"Wait a minute, Xiwen. Are you really ready to face the basilisk? Newt asked, standing up and some concern. A rule-based and deadly ability like a basilisk is really not that easy to deal with! β
"It's okay, didn't you say that the crowing of a rooster is also fatal to a basilisk, and that they will run away frantically when they hear the rooster's crow?" Xiwen said nonchalantly. "I'm going to buy a big rooster before I get that basilisk."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Newt again and asked, "Speaking of which, I don't know why the basilisk is afraid of attacking, and neither of them is of the same level, right?" β
"Maybe it's because of the way the basilisk hatches?" Newt said uncertainly. "Putting an egg under the body of a toad to hatch has a chance of hatching this creature known as a basilisk."
"There are probably a lot of roosters who eat a small snake as a worm when they see it hatching from an egg, and over time, the basilisk gets scared when he hears the rooster's crowing." Newt analyzed. "There are a lot of animal instincts that are acquired and ultimately deeply engraved in the blood."
"I know, then I don't have to worry about it anymore!" Xiwen laughed. "Wouldn't it be nice to take a few more roosters? Whichever one chirps first will deal a good deal of damage to the basilisk. β
Looking at Xiwen's performance, Newt shook his head helplessly.
"Stop thinking about roosters, have you forgotten the name of our organization?" He asked. "There are more suitable magical animals for you to take away than roosters."
"You mean to say...... Want me to bring Fox with you? Xiwen asked, wide-eyed.
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The first time Shewin saw a creature like a basilisk was one day after that, in a girls' bathroom at Hogwarts.
At the time, Sivan was searching for Riddle and the basilisk, passing a female voice bathroom on the way, and a steady stream of cries could be heard from inside.
Heavin didn't want to pay attention to the cry of the little witch in the bathroom, but he happened to hear a slightly familiar name from the little witch's staccato words, so he stood outside the bathroom door and shouted insideβ
"Who is crying in the bathroom?"
The crying in the bathroom stopped abruptly, as if it had been cut off immediately.
After Xiwen's words fell for a while, the crying inside began to come out intermittently.
Shevin went and returned, and after making sure that there were no other little witches in the bathroom, he immediately stepped inside.
"Don't cry, tell me something." He whispered to the weeping little witch in the cell. "What's your name?"
The little witch seemed to be a little frightened by Xiwen who broke into the women's bathroom, and it took a long time to react, and said tremblingly: "I thought this was the women's bathroom......"
"It's a women's bathroom." Xiwen nodded and said nonchalantly. "But as a prefect, it shouldn't be a problem for me to enter this kind of place to deal with the crying of a little wizard, right?"
"Tell me your name first, and think of it as a prefect's question."
"I ...... My name is Myrtle Warren, and I'm just used to coming to the bathroom and crying for a while when I'm sad, so I don't think I've made any mistakes......" said the little witch named Myrtle Warren in a trembling tone.
"No, it's not your fault to be sad." Xiwen said comfortingly. "Tell me, what makes you so sad?"
After some talk, Siwen managed to convince the third-year witch named Myrtle Warren to tell her story.
So in the midst of Myrtle's hesitant voice, Xiwen learned the whole story.
It turns out that Myrtle was a Muggle-born witch who was sorted into Ravenclaw House after attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
However, Myrtle does not make friends at Hogwarts, and is often ridiculed and bullied for her appearance, including her ugly glasses and acne-ridden face. Her roommate, Oliver Humbe, was the most scoffing.
"At the time, Oliver Humbe laughed at me for wearing glasses like a four-eyed dog, so I hid here." She cried and complained. "Why do they have to get along with me, I don't want to wear glasses!"
After listening to Myrtle's story, Xiwen didn't know what to say.
As far as he knew, although the learning atmosphere in Ravenclaw was very strong, there were often situations of looking down on others, and this atmosphere of comparison was second only to Slytherin.
Slytherin, on the other hand, is mainly about blood, while Ravenclaw is about learning things and whether a young wizard gets along with other people.
Like the descendants of the prophets who opened the Heavenly Purpose, Manto Trelawney has experienced a long period of ridicule and sarcasm, but she can clearly see all the actions that everyone is about to mock her, and she often does not change her face in the face of ridicule and sarcasm.
Over time, the wizards of Ravenclaw stopped coming to her to make fun of themselves.
Myrtle, on the other hand, is a true hemp wizard, and having no friends at Hogwarts means not being able to make friends in the entire wizarding world. Therefore, she must have finally been unable to bear the loneliness from the bottom of her heart recently, so she chose to come to this bathroom and cry bitterly.
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