"Open!"

Ike said in snake language, and the snake on the stone wall moved in response, gradually opening to the sides.

Walking into the room behind the wall, Ike looked around.

It's not big inside, and there are three large bookshelves on the opposite wall. There was a table in front of the bookshelf, and some scattered parchment papers were piled up on top of it. On the other side were two long tables side by side, on which some instruments Ike couldn't read.

The whole room was covered with dust, and it only took two steps to bring up a lot of it.

"Clean up!"

A whirlwind whipped up the dust in the room and went out the door, and Ike lit up two more balls of light to light up the room and began to check.

After some inspection, I can't help but be discouraged.

Comrade Lao Fu was too ruthless!

The bookshelves, desks, and what might have been the lab bench must have been dusted before, and Ike could see some magic words and circles on them.

There weren't a few books left on the three large bookshelves, just some historical documents and myths and legends, none of which had anything to do with magic. The parchment on the desk had also been destroyed, and Ike could only faintly tell that they were some experimental records, but they were so missing that he couldn't even tell what the experiment was.

“@！ #”

Ike scolded for a while before stopping, Voldemort was so unorthodox about this!

He emptied the Slytherin treasure without any usefulness, and even used magic to destroy it.

There were obvious burnt marks on the desks and bookshelves, and most of the parchment papers had been burned out of holes or missing corners. Ike originally thought that the walls of this room were originally black, but now it looks like they are smoked by fireworks!

Probably, the Slytherin was completely destroyed in that fire.

Putting away the rest of the books and parchment, Ike cursed a few more words before leaving disappointed.

The basilisk hadn't returned, and Ike ignored it, and with a pointing spell crawled out of the sink in the bathroom in the direction his wand had pointed. He didn't stay long, and went straight back to the Ravenclaw dormitory.

After spending hours in the chamber, and not long before dawn, Ike put the book and parchment in the box and climbed into bed.

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

After washing up and having lunch in the auditorium, Ike went straight back to the dormitory.

Stewart and Terry will hardly stay in their dormitories on Sundays, and will be at the Quidditch pitch as the Ravenclaw Quidditch game approaches. This saved Ike a lot of trouble.

Taking out the books from the box of the Traceless Stretching Spell, Ike hastily flipped through them, and the loss in his heart was even worse.

"Song of the Nibelungen", "Edda", "Sakya", "Book of Shield Ox", and a "Book of Thoth", except for "The Book of Thoth", which is a book describing the god of wisdom in ancient Egypt that Ike has never seen, the rest are Norse mythology and Celtic mythological documents, and many of the contents are known to Ike.

"It's ruthless, it's ruthless!"

Throwing the basic book back into the box, Ike gritted his teeth and cursed.

I didn't pay much attention to it last night, and thought that there would be some clues in these books, after all, the books that can be collected by Slytherin must have its own uniqueness, but after flipping through them, Ike thinks that these may just be used for reference, and Slytherin may have found some clues from these myths, and then conducted some research.

It's a pity that after being swept away by Comrade Lao Fu, what is useful is that there is nothing left.

Unwilling, Ike picked up the parchment again, trying to find some clues that could be used. It turned out to be desperate, and like last night, Ike didn't see anything.

"A little floating grass, a little dragon blood,...... Small pieces of bone crushed, in the ...... Left for three days, can't be ......"

Ike stared at the text of what could have been some kind of potion recipe for a long time, and he didn't have a clue. He swore that there was nothing like it in "Potions".

Want to recover? There's no way to start!

After putting his things away, Ax went to the Quidditch pitch to find Stewart and the others.

The mentality is a little explosive......

With just over a week to go before the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor match starts, it's an opportunity. The other day, Harry was attacked by a crazy Bludger, and although he managed to catch the Golden Snitch in the end, he broke his arm.

Lockhart, who is so immortal, joined in the fun again, and directly removed the bones of Harry's entire arm, and after cultivating with Madam Pomfrey for so long, he must not be able to catch up with this lion-eagle duel.

Roger was happy to see an end to Ravenclaw's humiliating record of more than a decade of winless defeat against Gryffindor, and he had been so the team's training lately that he could almost match Gryffindor's tyrant Wood.

The Eaglets were also full of anticipation, with Quidditch fanatics Stuart and Terry attending the team's training almost every day, and Professor Flitwick opening the door to the team to keep occupying the Quidditch pitch.

By the time Ike arrived, the team had been training for a while. After saying hello to Stewart, he sat quietly to the side and watched seven or eight people fly around in the air on the old Sweeping Five Stars and Seven Stars.

The left and right are also scattered, even if they still can't understand what tactics Roger is rehearsing, it doesn't matter.

It was already cold at the end of November, but with the warm-up spell, Ike didn't feel too cold. It's just that the players flying in the sky are suffering, and Ike can hear sneezing from time to time.

Magic is not allowed in Quidditch matches, and players can only fight the cold by wearing thick clothing, but it is clear that it does not work very well.

I stayed with Stewart and the others until the evening, and after dinner, I went back to the common room and chatted for a while.

The Chamber of Secrets and the Heir are no longer the main topics of concern for young wizards, but what happened to Harry in the Lion and Serpent Wars. In addition, it is Lockhart, whose unreliability once again proves the correctness of the establishment of the "Anti-Lockhart Alliance", which also makes Stewart and Terry and others very energetic recently, frantically expanding the scale of the alliance.

It's a pity that the alliance has not made any progress until now, and no evidence has been found except that Lockhart is a straw bale.

Ike just quietly watched them discuss passionately, without revealing the slightest hint of clues.

The Alliance has brought the vast majority of Hogwarts together, and in a way, that's a good thing.

Monday morning was Potions class, and no one wanted to be late for Snape's class, so everyone dispersed early.

Early the next morning, Ike and Stuart and the others came to the auditorium to prepare breakfast, but they saw that the little wizards in the auditorium were all panicked and didn't know what they were talking about.

Stewart leaned over and soon returned, bringing back very bad news.

The second attack, took place.