The four waited silently around the corner of the hallway.

"You've only seen this arm, haven't you?" Professor McGonagall asked, "What about the bloodstains, it's impossible for a broken arm to not even have blood coming out, right?" ”

Snape shook his head slightly, "At that time, Felius and I only found this severed arm at the doorway, and no visible blood on the ground. ”

Professor McGonagall went into the girls' bathroom and walked around, but found nothing unusual, "We're going to search the castle for areas we've missed before, and we're sure to find the injured students. ”

The three of them deliberated, each determined the location of the search, and left the bathroom.

"Shall we follow?" Harry's long mouth was drawn to the shape of his mouth, his eyes fixed on Professor McGonagall's departing figure.

Joel shook his head, motioning for the three to follow him, and stepped into the girls' bathroom first.

"What are you doing in the girls' bathroom?" Haylis lowered her voice, "Bernie isn't here!" ”

Joel looked back at Harry and Ron with a blank expression, "Don't you know there's a ghost here?" ”

"Who?" Harry subconsciously asked, "Crying myrtle?" ”

Joel realized that it was only March 1st, more than two months before the day of the original book to kill the basilisk in the secret room, and Hermione was petrified and left early, without the help of He, Harry and Ron were like weaned babies, and their ability to find clues plummeted, and they didn't know the true identity of Myrtle at this time.

The four of them stepped into the spacious girls' bathroom, and Joel lifted the effect of the illusion spell on their bodies, revealing their bodies.

"That's right, she was the victim of the opening of the secret room 50 years ago." Joel pushed the door open one by one and entered the bathroom cubicle, and found the squatting myrtle on a toilet bowl, her ears covered with two index fingers, her shoulders trembling and her back to the crowd.

"Myrtle, take it easy," Joel soothed the ghost in as gentle a voice as she could, "We have no ill intentions, did you see someone enter the bathroom today?" ”

Myrtle didn't react and didn't seem to hear Joel's words.

"Can ghosts also block out sounds by plugging their ears?" Ron asked, stunned, "That's a strange thing. ”

Hearing this, Myrtle turned her head suddenly, she was a chubby girl with glasses, she stared at Ron and said in a vicious voice: "You Gryffindor stinky boy, when you die and become a ghost, you will find that no matter what method you use, you can't stop those disturbing sounds, they are annoying buzzing around you, I heard everything that happened before, are you satisfied now?" ”

"Okay Myrtle," Joel smiled kindly, using his little experience to get along with the ghost, "can you tell us about what happened before?" ”

Myrtle glanced at Joel, who was in the wind in Yushu, and her tone softened a little, "A few professors came in before you......"

"We're asking," Haylis said eagerly, "did you hear a boy's voice?" ”

Myrtle glanced at Helis, her gaze resting on the palms of her and Joel's tightly connected hands, and she said slowly, "I saw a blonde man chasing a little fat man at the end of the corridor on the second floor. ”

"Selwyn, you must stay here today, don't force me to do it." Myrtle pinched her throat and made a shrill sound.

"The boy didn't say anything," Myrtle giggled, "he just kept running, and I could see that he was scared, but to no avail, the blonde man shot a spell that almost hit me, and I quickly jumped into the toilet and hid in the sewer, and stayed in it for a quarter of an hour before I got out, by which time the two of them were gone." ”

"It's Lockhart!" Ron and Harry blurted out, "He wants to capture Selwyn!" ”

Haylis's chest tightened, and a huge sadness welled up in her heart, "Joel, did you say Bernie ......"

"It's too early to tell," Joel said calmly, "Myrtle, can you tell us how you died fifty years ago?" ”

When it comes to death, Myrtle is the youngest ghost in Hogwarts, and unlike those who have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years, she still has a vivid memory of death, and Myrtle likes to be asked how she feels about death - unfortunately no one has wanted to talk to her about this topic in 50 years at Hogwarts, and most students will let out a shrill laugh or slam a water balloon at her when they see her.

"I remember very well that on the day I died, my roommate, Oliver Hombe, mocked me for wearing glasses like a four-eyed dog, and I hid here."

"I locked the door and hid in the cubicle crying, and suddenly I heard someone come in, and what they said sounded very funny to me, I guess it must be another language, Hebrew or something, but what annoyed me the most was that I heard a boy's voice talking, and this was the women's bathroom, so I opened the door and scolded him to go out of his boys' bathroom, and—"

Harry and Ron were getting impatient.

"And then?" Joel asked in a gentle tone, knowing that Myrtle was selling Guanzi, "What do you see?" ”

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"I'm dead." Myrtle was very proud.

"Dead?" Harry couldn't help but ask, "That's it?" ”

"All I remember seeing a pair of frighteningly large yellow eyes, and my whole body seemed to be caught, and then I floated away......" She lowered her voice and looked at Harry in a trance, "and then I came back to settle accounts with Oliver Hombe, and as soon as I approached her with my new ghost body, she wept bitterly, saying that she regretted laughing at me for wearing glasses......"

A few people didn't want to listen to the rest of the story, Joel turned around the girls' bathroom at this time, wanting to find the pool in the original book, there were six or seven pools in the bathroom, he bent down and probed carefully, only to find a clue in a pool near the compartment.

On the side of the copper faucet, a lifelike snake is carved.

"Hmm...... This faucet is broken," Myrtle said, "and it hasn't come out of the water since I became a ghost fifty years ago." ”

Joel screwed it slightly.

"Harry." He called softly.

"Huh?" Harry was wrestling with Myrtle's words, his delicate brow furrowed tightly.

"Speak into this faucet with your Parseltongue," Joel muttered for two seconds, "just say 'turn on,' can you do it?" ”

The other three ghosts focused their eyes on each other, and Harry felt a little stressed.

"I'm not sure if I can use a Parseltongue without a snake just against the pool, but I'll do my best...... Ahhh Harry let out a trilling sound at the end, but Ron was quick and grabbed Harry's mouth so that his screams could not be heard.

Joel was holding a cobra in his hand, which was quite aggressive, trying to spit out the letter with its neck and abdomen expanding into a round fan, startling everyone.

"Don't panic, it's just a simple Transfiguration," Joel didn't care, "You can use the Parseltongue now, right?" ”

Where is this Transfiguration Simpler? Harry sneered, looking at the cobra writhing uneasily in Joel's hands, he didn't think Hermione could even cast such a realistic and flawless transfiguration.

"Open!" Harry stared at the cobra vigorously, his eyes bulging out, as if he had some blood feud with the cobra, and he made a sizzling sound from his mouth, like a snake spitting out letters.

The cobra had a humanized look of confusion in his eyes, and before he could react, he turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

After Harry uttered the Parseltongue, the faucet suddenly emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly.

Then the pool moved, and the four of them and a ghost watched as it slowly disappeared from view, revealing a very thick pipe that could fit a person in.

"Is this ......," Haylis covered her mouth, "is this the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets?" ”

"Yes," Joel said, looking at the dark water pipes, "If Myrtle's words are true, the monster eyes in that secret room should be aggressive, so remember to take precautions." ”

He couldn't directly say that the monster lurking in the secret room was a basilisk, it was all because they had too few clues now, and it was difficult to deduce the true identity of the monster in the secret room from these clues.

"Are you two going down?" Joel and Haylis stood in front of the water pipe, looking at Harry and Ron, Myrtle disappeared in the blink of an eye, probably into the toilet again, fortunately the ghost has no sense of smell, otherwise he would not have died of disgust.

"Of course!" Harry and Ron stood tall, but they were Gryffindors, how could they be afraid?

"Should we inform the professors?" During this time, Ron's adaptability was much stronger, thanks to Hermione's petrification of the basilisk in advance, otherwise Ron's head would definitely not be so bright - as long as Hermione is there, Ron basically won't use his brain, and it is right to follow Hermione's actions.

Joel took a deep breath and waved his wand, "Divine Guard!" ”

A thick cloud of silver mist emerged from the tip of the staff, lingering in the air for a long time, and a raven was trapped inside, and the silver mist was too thick for the Patronus to get out.

As the minutes ticked by, Helis became impatient, and with each moment of delay, her brother Bernie's hope of survival was one point less.

"Divine Guard!" Joel let out a loud cry, the memory of his time crossing into the wizarding world flashed through his mind, and his heart throbbed, with a yearning and longing for a better life in the future.

The Raven, the patron saint in the silver mist, was infused with faith, and its strength became stronger and stronger, it broke through the shackles and smashed through the silver mist, hovering above Joel's head, swallowing all the silver mist around it, and the silver body became more and more solid, until in the end it looked like a real raven, but the surface feathers were plated with a layer of silver.

The raven landed on Joel's head and pecked twice in the hair.

"Find Professor McGonagall and bring them here." Joel gently stroked the raven's feathers, and the soft touch was quite good.

The raven flew around the bathroom in a half-circle and then sprang out, disappearing from view.

"You know how to spell a Patronus?" Ron's eyes widened, and his mouth grew so big that he looked like he could stuff a banana into it, "Percy won't be able to do that yet, he showed us last time he could see animals in the silver mist." ”

"When I get back, I'll go to Percy and let him know that there is someone outside, and Joel is only in his third year and can summon the Entity Patronus." Ron said happily that he felt relieved every time he saw Percy's face with an embarrassed expression of red and white.

"I'll go down first, and you will follow me," said Joel, "and it may be a little dark underground, so don't act rashly, and let me do everything, okay?" ”

The three of them nodded in unison, and Joel didn't hesitate any longer and went straight into the pipe.

The hose fell vertically after an angle down a distance, and the weightlessness enveloped Joel so tightly that he could see that the other pipes around him were much thinner than this one, presumably when Slytherin built the Chamber of Secrets, which he had in mind as an exit to the Vault.

After falling straight for a distance, it began to zigzag and twist again, Joel was dizzy, and in this situation he had a hard time making it difficult to make out his bearings, how deep was this? Joel felt that he had fallen dozens of meters, and this falling process was still continuing, and Joel probed down, still unable to see low.

After two more bends in the pipe, he finally landed on the wet ground, and Joel moved to the side before he could rest, with Halis, Harry, and Ron falling right behind.

"What is this place?" Harry asked softly, echoing in the darkness where he couldn't reach his fingers.

"Fluorescent flickering." Joel whispered the spell, and a little light came out of the tip of his wand, which he controlled so well that it could only be used for lighting.

By the faint light, they could see clearly the area they were, it was a long, dark tunnel, the walls and floor of the tunnel were covered with green moss, slippery to the touch, and there were scattered droplets of water falling from the top of the tunnel.

"We're at the bottom of the Black Lake?" Hylis's voice trembled, and she leaned close to Joel's body, trying to draw some warmth from him.

Joel clenched his girlfriend's soft and slender palm, and waved his wand to conjure up several strips of black cloth, "Remember, if you hear something strange, blindfold your eyes." ”

The crowd took the strip of cloth and wrapped it around their foreheads, following Joel's example, and tied a knot at the back of their heads, so that if they encountered an unexpected situation, they could quickly react and pull the strip to their eyes.

There was silence in the tunnel, and the four of them walked forward little by little, only to hear the echo of their own footsteps bouncing off the walls.

Creaking, they stepped on several pieces of animal skulls, which made them even more vigilant.

"What's up ahead?" Haylis said in an airy voice in Joel's ear.

He looked intently, raising his wand as he could, he could hear Harry and Ron behind him take a deep breath.

Five or six meters away in front of him, there was a huge green snakeskin, the green one made the top of the head cold, and the inside was empty.

"How big does this guy have to be......" The crowd looked at the huge snakeskin, which was about 25 feet long, and were timid.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in front of him.

"Who is it?" Joel increased the power of his mana, and the tip of his staff became brighter and brighter, dispelling the darkness ahead.