There was only dim candlelight in the women's bathroom.

Hogwarts is so big that the area of this women's toilet is not small, but because there are not many people here, there are only a few candles when it comes to replenishing candles. After all, Hogwarts didn't have the money to pay for it, and the castle itself didn't have the means to produce candles and other necessary supplies.

As for using that enchanted lamp......

A candle that has been used in one place for hundreds of years may not be as valuable as that thing. There is no need at all.

This also leads to the fact that, from the outside, Hogwarts is lit up all day long, but in fact, there are many dark corners in the interior of Hogwarts, and even because of the overall economic recession, after all, the nobles who were originally the economic pillars of the British wizarding world were broken one by one by two successive Dark Lords.

Although the emerging small aristocracy is trying to take over the heavy responsibility of supporting the economy, and has successfully assumed such a responsibility to a certain extent, this is only "to a certain extent" and "preliminary", and there is still a long way to go before the economy can really return to its full prosperity.

Of course, with the exception of a very small number of wizards, the vast majority of wizards do not care about the economic sphere. They will only lament that life is not good, that they are a little tight on hand, and then dump all the pots on Voldemort. It is believed that Voldemort caused all this.

Although it makes some sense, it is clear that I know what it is, but I don't know why.

After all, it is not taught in school, and I will not deliberately understand it. And finance and economics are particularly hot in the Muggle world. The hotter something in the Muggle world, the more likely most wizards to avoid it, consciously or unconsciously.

It seemed that this would show that they were higher than Muggles.

However, there are still a few wizards who will take the initiative to learn about these things, and then they will slowly fill in the blanks with their own colors. Until the next person to break the "convention" appears.

Among the many expectations, Harry Potter, the boy who was born extraordinary, is the next such person. He may be able to bring about a new order. At the very least, it can destroy all the remnants of the old order.

"They're all expecting you to change what he's left behind. If we can't turn it from a disadvantage to an advantage, at least we must eliminate it."

[In view of the general environment,

Voldemort's voice echoed through the empty toilets.

As soon as Harry stepped into the women's bathroom, he felt as if he had entered a strange place, as if there were two worlds here and outside the door.

At this time, Voldemort said something inexplicable, which made Harry even more vigilant.

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

Harry asked, as if he were on the verge of a great enemy. He didn't understand why Voldemort suddenly felt such a feeling, but judging by the sneering smile on Ginny's face, it was clearly not a compliment.

Voldemort looked at Harry, his disappointed expression undisguised. He really couldn't understand why he lost to such a little kid when he had become "Voldemort".

"Was that really that much harm to people back then?"

He himself muttered in his heart, and the things he obtained from the secret room back then obviously had great drawbacks. I didn't care much about it before, or I always thought I could find a solution. But from the later ending, it seems that there is obviously no solution found, and it can even be said that he is terminally ill and his brain is useless.

"Am I really that stupid?"

Little Tom hesitated for a while, although he got a lot of true, false or exaggerated news during this time, but it is also a fact that he belongs to his future self in terms of age scale, and he lost to the little ghost in front of him.

But he is not the future him. He didn't think that the little imp in front of him would be able to defeat him.

Seeing that Voldemort did not speak again, he did not make any other movements. So Harry took a deep breath, and the season in his heart moved

Affects the mind, and after the mind has simply walked around the brain, it is passed to his hand.

So, his hand began to move on its own, and as he clutched his wand and was about to give Voldemort a shot of the "Kill You Weapon" he had learned from Luke, Voldemort suddenly spoke again.

"You'd better not do anything with me, and besides, I don't need this wand to kill this little girl."

As he spoke, he flicked Ginny's wand in his hand casually, looking nonchalant.

Harry was bluffed again, not because of anything else, but because he really didn't dare gamble with Ginny's life. It was his best friend's sister. In the second half of the summer vacation, I also took great care of myself.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

Harry felt his patience run out, "And what the hell did you do to Ginny?!"

Harry's voice was loud, not necessarily without the intention of calling for help. Voldemort didn't care, though, just smiled and pressed his index finger to his lips.

"Shhhh Don't be too loud, or you'll just collect the little one's body."

Harry quickly closed his mouth and swallowed back the question that had reached his throat. What's more, he looked at the contemptuous smile on Ginny's face, and the slightly evil eyes, he felt that his shameful heart was moved, just like when he saw Autumn Zhang, but now Voldemort, ah no, Ginny's beauty and Autumn Zhang are completely different in style.

However, his expression became more and more determined, as if he had made up his mind. But Voldemort didn't care about that either.

"It's not convenient to talk here, so let's go in and talk."

With that, he gently spat out a few strange syllables from the air. The voice is deep and hoarse, with a noticeable graininess, which makes people sound a little uncomfortable.

It's not too much of a problem, the real big problem is that Harry understands.

"Open the door? (Snake Talk)"

Harry unconsciously read along.

Voldemort immediately turned his head, a flash of surprise in his eyes. It's just a flash.

"It seems that you are also a noble pureblood, and you may even have Slytherin blood in your veins! Not bad!"

He looked happy, but Harry didn't know what he was happy about. I just read a word along with him, what? Is such an ability still rare?

He only thought that Voldemort was bluffing, and if he hadn't been worried about Ginny's safety, he would have done it directly.

He's not really a fool. Regardless of what Voldemort wanted to do, not directly killing himself means that he either has some special effect on him, or he can't deal with himself now.

But in either case, he undoubtedly had to rebel. It's just a matter of time. He knew very well that inside the open door might be a trap that had been prepared a long time ago, but he could only follow the other party's train of thought. After all, Ginny is still in the hands of the other party, and the time to resist should be optimistic.

"But, but, but, Luke! You've got to hurry up!"

Harry prayed in his heart. Then, under Voldemort's guidance, he followed him into the room behind the door. Although he was also curious about what was behind the door.

As the two entered, the door slowly closed.

Harry would never have thought that Luke, who he had in mind, was always there, leaning against the corner and watching coldly.

He watched as Tom, with Ginny's face on his face, stepped into the room first, and as Harry was easily frightened by Voldemort and did not dare to move. I even saw that in the toilet in the distance, Myrtle hid herself and didn't dare to say a word.

Ginny's soul showed no signs of resistance, and it seemed that the protection was successful, allowing Ginny's soul to complete its deep sleep, and Voldemort's soul eroded the shell, controlled the body, and didn't even feel the slightest obstacle, everything seemed to be logical.

But Luke knew very well that such a root was very vain, and as long as he wanted, then dispersed to protect

After the shell of sex, Voldemort's soul will suffer a heavy blow, and it will definitely not dissipate, but it will definitely be okay to stab him hard.

Of course, this protective shell is not so easy to remove. It's a delicate handiwork. After all, this protective soul shell can also be regarded as a cage.

However, now Luke didn't pay too much attention to the two people who had disappeared into the secret room, instead he focused his attention on the myrtle over there.

"You don't seem to know anything about what happened."

Luke didn't remove his invisibility, but walked to the door of the toilet and whispered.

There was a gurgling sound in the toilet, like the sound of a toilet pumping. But Luke knew it wasn't, it was the myrtle's voice.

"Do you hear him? Or did you hear what he said? Or did you feel the breath of his soul?"

"I don't know if you knew about it back then, though. If you don't know, you have remembered it over the years, or you have learned it...... Heh......"

Speaking of this, Luke smiled, he couldn't even remember when he remembered clearly, after being a ghost for so many years and receiving more wear and tear, he remembered that this kind of talk will make Peeves, Peeves will have to give you a big fight.

Thinking about it this way, the latter is indeed more reasonable, when he just became a ghost, he couldn't distinguish a person's soul breath, but now he is an old ghost and has learned such a high-end application of soul energy.

"Whatever it is, I hope it's the latter." Luke said in a slightly cold tone, "Because if it was the former, then your cowardice and retreat back then made an innocent person suffer half a lifetime of wrongdoing."

He hates being wished for by others the most, and of course he doesn't like to see others wronged. Hagrid was completely tricked and became a scapegoat for Voldemort, and he felt very sorry.

But if the myrtle of this world is not as innocent as depicted in the original book and in the movie, then ......

Luke's eyes were cold, but he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

"I'm not going to fight you dead ghost."

He shook his head and tapped on the door.

"When I come out, I hope you can tell me the truth about the past. I'm already a dead man, so don't care about so many things."

After saying that, regardless of whether there was a ghost in it or not, he walked to the front of the faucet by himself.

I have to say, this thing is just a bit of a cow. It's just a faucet for washing your hands. But the design is pretty good. It is full of beauty and does not give up practicality without flashiness.

This design is also quite top-notch among the many toilets at Hogwarts.

"Open the door! (Snake Talk)"

Then, the door clicked, and it was not the same as the previous sound.

So Luke hurriedly added, "Upper! Open the door! (Snake Talk)"

After speaking, he also glanced behind him vigilantly.

So the half-open door that was flat on the ground suddenly jammed, and after a moment of froze, it slowly closed, and then the door perpendicular to the ground opened.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Luke seems to feel the resentment of this door. He could only twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, and then his expression was straight, hiding his embarrassment.

Walking into the door of the upper secret room, the dark green candle flame lit, and the door behind him slowly closed. Before the door closed completely, Luke turned his head and bowed lightly to the direction of the toilet door. It's not like a salute, it's more like a joke.

Luke's figure vanished in the women's bathroom.

After the door closed, a low whimper came from the room.

Then it turned into a howling and crying.

Snape, leaning against the doorframe, looked bored. This female ghost is really timid, cowardly, noisy and annoying. Voldemort chose to kill her back then, maybe there was really some personal grudge in it.

But......

He looked at the closed door with some concern. He doesn't know how to be old-fashioned, and he can't come out, obviously he can't get in.

With that in mind, he looked to another corner not far away, "Professor Dumbledore, can you go in and take care of the children?" I'm going to die inside. After all, the basilisk should be inside."

Dumbledore, who had been pointed out of his location, looked a little embarrassed. However, he did not disperse, but whispered, "Trust Luke. Not before, but after seeing how the door was opened, I had some ideas. As long as Luke asks for help, I can save it in time."

Snape nodded, didn't say anything more, just waited quietly.

Suddenly, Dumbledore's voice rang in his ears, "Severus, you just ...... Got a sense of where Luke is? Before he speaks."

Snape's face sank suddenly, looking a little dignified and a little embarrassed.

He held it for a long time: "No, I don't feel it. What about you?"

Dumbledore's voice was also slightly embarrassed, "Neither do I."

So the two fell silent.

"So you say...... Is he aware of the position of the two of us?"

"Professor...... What do you think of yourself...... Otherwise, he's laughing at someone......

Thereupon...... More silent.