Dumbledore seemed to have the power to penetrate people's hearts.

Harry was still confused before he spoke, "Harry, if you look closer, you'll see that it's just snakeskin. ”

Harry's steps as he walked over became brisk.

As soon as he got closer, it was a huge, green, very bright snakeskin, at least twenty feet long.

At first glance, it was the skin of a poisonous snake, coiled and lying on the floor of the tunnel, and the inside was empty.

"What kind of snake skin is this?" Harry wondered, "Myrtle was poisoned?" ”

"Basilisk. What killed Myrtle was the basilisk's glare. Dumbledore sighed.

"Sight can kill people?" Harry quickly closed his eyes, which had just been looking around.

"yes. However, if you look at it indirectly, it will only cause the body to be petrified. It's a creature created by the Dark Wizard the dastardly Helbo - a toad hatches from an egg. Dumbledore stood up, "Stop closing your eyes, Harry. It's time for us to go in. ”

"Go in? What if I encounter a basilisk? We all have glasses, can it be considered indirect gaze? Harry forgot his assumption that the chamber was safe. There is no extra point for entering one, and there is no money for two, so what kind of life is playing.

Already in the chamber of secrets, the traces were made, and the Voldemort Echoes were made, and Baguil, who had not yet checked the names and data of the echoes, coughed awkwardly.

Because he stresses money all day long, as well as some utilitarian words.

Harry doesn't seem to be as easily fooled by his own adventurous desires as he was in the books.

Dumbledore in the tunnel almost stumbled, thinking, "Is this really Harry?" ”

In his expectation, Harry should have said with a little excitement, "Let's go." ”

"Why not Jaime at all, so Lily. Maybe it's because of that Bagill Granger again. ”

Of all the people around Harry, this Granger was the only variable.

Dumbledore was still calm on the surface.

Said calmly to Harry, "Look at my right hand." ”

Harry opened his eyes and looked.

Dumbledore's hands were very slender, and there were almost no signs of old age, and they were very white.

Seconds later, just as Harry was about to mumble whether Dumbledore was showing off his good hands, Dumbledore's hands burst into silver-white flames.

"Your hand—" Harry was halfway through his words when he saw the flame break away from Dumbledore's hand and follow his gaze towards his eyes.

He didn't even have time to close his eyes when a larger and larger fireball came into contact with his eyeballs.

But instead of the burning sensation of being burned, there was a coolness.

The dirt and slime on his body also fell off automatically, and he fell silkily on the wet ground.

When he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy in his head and blurred vision.

Dumbledore's voice rang in my ears.

"Harry, you can try to take your glasses off."

Take off your glasses? Am I not nearsighted? Harry was confused.

But he took off his glasses, and the world that should have been blurry was now clear.

"Haha, I'm not short-sighted?" Harry was so excited that he threw his glasses to the ground.

"Harry," Dumbledore said, "you're only temporary. The flame I made to lodge in your eyes will keep you from being hurt by the basilisk's stare. ”

Harry quickly picked up his glasses.

The lenses of his glasses had cracked, and there was a short burst of syllables from Dumbledore behind him, and the fingers he had touched the frames warmed, and the lenses were restored.

He put his glasses in his pocket, and the inner wandering disappeared.

This magical scene made him realize that he was now surrounded by Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard of this era, nay, known history.

What is a mere basilisk?

According to Bagil, he just needs to be a pendant that doesn't move, hugging his thighs.

With this abundant self-confidence, they soon turned one corner after another and came to a wall.

It looked sturdy, carved with two intertwined snakes with large, sparkling emeralds in their eyes.

"If Bagir sees it, he will definitely want to pry these emeralds off." Harry thought with a smirk, but the next second he denied it, "No, Baguill must have been here." He must have tried, but he couldn't. Shall I ask Dumbledore for help later? ”

"Also, that basilisk skin is probably worth a lot of money. This was discovered by Bagir first, and it should be counted as his. I'll talk to Dumbledore when I come out. ”

Harry, who has been educated in England since he was a child, and who discovers it is whose concept is engraved into the bone marrow, and who does not know how to hand over the country and get 50 pieces and pennants, thought so.

He didn't continue to think about it, but hissed directly at the two snakes.

"Open."

The two snakes separated, and the stone wall cracked in the middle and slowly slid to both sides and disappeared.

"It's—" Harry was dumbfounded.

What greeted him was a sea of green.

The stone pillars, the ground was all covered with vines and tendrils of dense devil's nets.

Dumbledore seemed to have discovered something even more astonishing.

Suddenly, a gust of wind drifted past Harry.

Dumbledore's figure vanished in place, appearing at the foot of the monkey-faced statue at the end of the room.

Harry stood still, afraid to come closer.

Ever since the troll incident after the last Halloween dinner, he knew that the Devil's Web was lightphobic.

But Bakil's devil's net is not afraid.

He feared that this was where Bakil's devil's net came from.

Once you step inside, you will be strangled by dense tendrils and vines.

After about ten minutes, Dumbledore's figure disappeared from the monkey statue, and another gust of wind blew.

He stood beside Harry, holding a journal with a pierced black cover.

"T M. Riddle." Harry looked at the first page and read it word for word.

Then he gasped, "Tom Riddle, Voldemort!" ”

He hurriedly looked at Dumbledore again, "This is what Hagrid told me, Tom Riddle is Voldemort, two years older than him." The journal Baguill received was Voldemort's, but... Why are you? ”

Worries about his friends allowed Harry's IQ to take over the high ground.

All this entering the wizarding world, Hagrid's words, going to Gringotts to pick up the goods, inexplicably sending them to the stairs of the forbidden area on the fourth floor, will that troll be arranged by Dumbledore in the back.

The so-called father's diary that Baguill received was Voldemort's.

Would his invisibility cloak be... Voldemort's?

He suddenly stopped missing the cloak of invisibility that had been left on it.

Dumbledore didn't expect Harry to start doubting him.

He just thought Harry was explaining why he knew Voldemort's real name.

He squeezed out a smile from his now heavy face: "I know all this. ”

Harry's heart chuckled, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Then he drew his wand.

Aimed at Dumbledore.

"Harry... What are you? Dumbledore asked calmly.

There was no tension at all when a wand was pointed at.

On the contrary, he was like a benevolent elder, and his eyes were full of concern.

But the more he did that, the whiter his fingertips turned as he pinched his wand.

"Say, is that cloak of invisibility also Voldemort's!"