In late October, the weather was unusually clear.

But it's even colder.

Harry hadn't been to the Defence Against the Dark Arts class since his first class...... That is, skipping class.

Klockhart didn't seem to care.

And Hermione went a few more times with the thought that he couldn't be really stupid.

Finally, after another Defense of Magic class, Hermione threw the book onto the library table in a huff.

"Harry, I think you're right, it's a waste of life!"

"I'd rather listen to Professor Binns' boring history of magic than Defence Against the Dark Arts class. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's been almost a few weeks since school started, and he hasn't taught anything he should have taught. Every time he goes to class, he opens his book and rehearses how he subdues magical creatures in the classroom according to the plot. ”

"Today he had Neville play a ghoul, and I bet this is the weakest ghoul ever. ”

He kept pointing his wand at Neville's forehead and smiling at us what to do, I never thought there would be such a teacher. ”

"Arrogance, arrogance, ignorance, vanity, self-righteousness...... You can find almost all the shortcomings of human beings in him. Hermione was angry.

"I'm curious how Dumbledore would have agreed to let him teach us. ”

Harry said, "It's not that Dumbledore has to choose him, it's that he's the only one who has applied to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Dumbledore had no other choice, but Dumbledore didn't expect Lockhart to be so unbearable, haha. ”

......

Recently, a fat ghost dressed in centuries-old aristocratic costumes is looking for someone in the Academy.

He's a near-headless Nick.

I heard that a ghost named Patrick wants to form a club, and only the headless can join.

Nick, who was nearly headless, was not eligible, but Patrick wrote that if Nick was scary enough, he might reconsider.

This year, on the eve of Halloween, the 500th anniversary of Nick's death, he will host a gala. Patrick will come and test him.

Nick invites his classmates to his party, all he has to do is prove to Patrick that Nick is intimidating.

Most of the people found by Nick turned it down, but there were a few students who found it interesting to attend the Ghost's party.

......

“...... You see, that's it. Nick stood pitifully in front of Harry.

If Harry could speak for him, he would be safe from joining the Headless Club.

Harry smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry Nick, I promised my friend to attend the school's Halloween party." At the same time, he secretly kicked Hermione, who was about to open her mouth.

"Alas. Nick sighed, and walked away as if he had expected it, his back lonely and pitiful.

His pleading eyes were imprinted in Hermione's mind, and Hermione couldn't bear to say, "Why don't you help him? ”

"And...... The death party should not have been attended by any living person. Hermione said with interest.

"It's the world of the dead, not for us who are alive, do you think it's normal to celebrate the day of your death? If you go, you'll regret it. Harry persuaded.

......

Two days until Halloween.

Harry heard the sound of a snake in the stairwell, a subtle and trivial sound, faint, as if a cut had been made in his trachea, hoarse and depressing.

Harry knew that the basilisk hiding in the Chamber of Secrets had been awakened by Voldemort.

So in the evening, Harry came to a place.

It was a deserted corridor with dark corridors, water stains on the floor, and garbage piled up on the ground.

A white wooden door, dilapidated and dirty, with a few wooden planks missing, and a sign hanging on the door that reads "Faulty".

This is the girls' bathroom, which was no longer used decades ago.

Harry pushed the door open and walked inside.

It was dark and dreary, and beneath a large, stained, cracked mirror was a row of stone pools with peeling surfaces. The floor was wet, and a few candle heads burned low on the brackets, emitting a dim light that made the floor gloomy. The wooden doors of the single rooms were peeling off and scratched, and one door had its hinges off and hung waddly there.

"Squeak".

The innermost door was abruptly pushed open, and a shrill laugh rang out, echoing through the empty room.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Other students may be scared away if they accidentally come here.

"Myrtle. Harry shouted to the doorway.

The scary laughter inside disappeared at once, and a transparent shadow poked its head out.

It was a ghost, a girl, and it was hard to see because it was obscured by long hair and eyes.

"You are, Harry Potter. This is the girls' bathroom, not the place you should be. When she saw the visitor, she said boldly.

"I'd like to ask you if there's been a lot of people going in here lately. Harry said.

Myrtle was inexplicably poked into tears, and suddenly cried: "People? There is no one at all, I have always been alone...... No, I'm dead, I should be alone, stay here. ”

The ghost was strange, and Harry saw clear tears flow from her eyes, roll to the ground, and disappear again.

It turns out that ghosts cry too.

She kept talking: "Everyone loves to bully me, especially Peeves, who always throws garbage on my head, pulls my hair, and calls me a dirty and ugly myrtle...... Crying, crying...... However, it suddenly disappeared, woo-woo...... That's great. ”

"Enough. Harry shouted uncontrollably.

She sobbed violently, but immediately cried louder: "Even Harry Potter, too, bullied me." ”

But she couldn't cry right away, and a blue light struck her.

She couldn't move.

Harry walked up to her and curiously took off her glasses.

Holding it in the hand, it does not disappear, and it feels soft and soft.

Harry muttered to himself, "Is it the eyes that are the body?"

"Now, if I ask you questions, you'll be honest with me, or I'll ......," Harry thought about how to threaten and saw the glasses removed, "I'll strip you naked and throw them on the school playground." ”

Myrtle looked at Harry in fear, she couldn't imagine that there were such terrifying people in the world, and in her heart, Harry was the king of the Great Devil.

Seeing Myrtle being scared like this, Harry nodded with satisfaction, "Has anyone been here lately?"

Myrtle nodded obediently and whispered, "Although I haven't seen him, I've been here for decades, and no one is more familiar with this place than me, and I can feel the traces of someone coming in." ”

"Can you know how many times he's been here?"

"Of course, there are three of them. ”

Three times, it seems that Voldemort was just exploring the path ahead, and today he really woke up the basilisk.

In fact, the strangest thing about Harry was why Voldemort didn't kill Myrtle, otherwise he wouldn't have to wait until Myrtle left here to enter the secret room, and it would be difficult to be discovered.

Soon, Harry came up with a good explanation, as Myrtle had been killed by him fifty years earlier, and he saw Myrtle as one of his works, which was a testament to him.

Well, that's pretty much in line with Voldemort's perverted idea.

Harry smacked Myrtle on the batter, and she fainted.

Why ghosts also faint is left to future generations to study.

Harry had Voldemort's memories and knew where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was.

At a pool, a faucet labeled Snake.

Harry said in snake language, "Open the door with sesame seeds." ”

Thundered

The pool descended, and a huge hole appeared.

......