As he walked, Bai Lang felt that there was a malicious and cold murderous aura behind him, and his steps did not stop, as if everything was normal. But all of a sudden, he flashed his figure, stepped directly on the right wall, jumped to the left wall, and hooked his head and feet directly onto the protrusion at the top of the hallway.

He was very careful not to look with his eyes, because Bai Lang knew about the existence of the basilisk, and if he saw the basilisk's eyes....... That's a troublesome thing, so Bai Lang listens by ear. He heard the sound of scales rubbing against him, and he heard an eerie hissing sound, but it sounded like "The wall?

Soon the voices disappeared, and Bai Lang rolled over and landed on the ground, opening his eyes. There was silence in the hallway, but footsteps could be heard from below. Bai Lang didn't wait for the owner of the footsteps to appear, and turned around directly as if rolling up a black storm and disappeared into the corridor.

The next day he hears that Lady Loris has been petrified, and that there is still a line on the wall: "The mysterious secret room has been opened." Descendants of the enemy, beware. Bai Lang thoughtfully picked up a large piece of bacon and stuffed it into his mouth. It was a big deal, with Filch insisting that Harry had petrified his cat, Professor Snape trying unsuccessfully to get Harry out of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and the others, the other young wizards, split into multiple factions, whispering behind Harry's back.

Bai Lang was eating bacon when a man sat down next to him, "Hey, Mr. Lang. What do you think?" it was extremely rare for a Slydrin student to sit at the Gryffindor table. Zabini held a glass of pumpkin juice and looked at Bai Lang a little cautiously.

"Oh, leave him alone. Whatever is written in those words is none of our business. It's his business that Malfoy's fool doesn't like Potter, and we just need to spend a leisurely school life in this school. Mr. Zabini, if I were you, I wouldn't be involved on either side. ”

Zabini nodded knowingly, picked up a sandwich and returned to the Slydrin table, where several young wizards immediately surrounded him and whispered. Bai Lang just glanced at it and didn't pay attention, it seemed that because of him, Zabini also gathered a few little Slydrin wizards around him......

"yes, leave him alone...... Harry probably didn't know he was a parseltongue. "Bai Lang can't remember clearly, anyway, it doesn't matter, it's actually no good to understand snake language. Isn't this unclear now, Harry Potter's personality Bai Lang feels that he is actually just an ordinary child, and the pressure of the savior is too great.

Not long after, in the history of magic class, Hermione actually took the initiative to raise the issue of the so-called secret room, and although Professor Binns was a little helpless, he still brought up the legend of the so-called Sladrin secret room. Bai Lang found it amusing to fold his hands on his chin as he made a commanding gesture, and his classmates were intrigued by the gossip and asked questions one by one—until Professor Binns couldn't bear to turn the subject back to the lesson.

"I think he knows it, and Dumbledore knows it...... The so-called Slydrin Chamber of Secrets is supposed to exist, but it is not known how it will be opened. And the so-called monsters in the secret room, I think they have some guesses in their hearts. Bai Lang thought, he was personally interested in the basilisk, he really wanted to see this kind of monster that was tens of meters long and stared at death.

After class, Bai Lang intentionally or unintentionally followed the trio to the "crime scene", and the trio later saw Bai Lang. "Hey Lang, do you think that too?" Hermione said, and Ron and Harry both looked at White Wave with hopeful eyes - although they didn't quite understand, they should subconsciously think that White Wave was a school bully, and Harry should be more familiar with this kind of person, because his cousin Dalí was this type.

However, Bai Lang was far more polite and reasonable than Dali, so Harry hadn't thought of that aspect yet. "Oh, it certainly wasn't Harry's doing. I don't think he has what it takes to petrify Lady Loris. Bai Lang nodded and began to look at the place carefully.

"I passed by before you that night, and Lady Loris was normal. Bai Lang glanced at Hermione and Ron, "I don't have the ability to petrify a cat, you know my spell level ......" At this time, Harry saw the spider, Ron was afraid of the spider, and they talked a few words, and Hermione directly pushed open the door of the women's bathroom. "Come in and have a look. She said.

"Oh, I've wanted to say that for a long time. They should at least fix it here, although it's not damp, but look at this sink that has fallen into disrepair or something......" Bai Lang frowned and crossed the water trail on the ground. Hermione had already pushed the door open, "Hello, Myrtle. ”

"Oh, there's a ghost here. Hello, Miss Myrtle. Bai Lang said politely, and the wand in his hand unconsciously tapped the ground. Harry confronted Ron and Hermione about Myrtle, and Bai Lang didn't think it was pointless, so he pushed open the bathroom door and left—he was lucky that Patcy Weasley didn't see him overhead.

Harry, they must have been caught in the well of defending themselves, and they didn't even come to pet the cat at night. White Wave still didn't do well in the Transfiguration class, but Professor McGonagall said to him after class for the first time, "At 7:30 tonight, Headmaster Dumbledore wants to see you, Mr. Langne. The password is: Cockroach pile. Her face was not very serious, she looked very flat.

"Well, I was called by the principal for the first time in second grade, and I think I'm important enough. After dinner, Bai Lang went to the principal's office in front of the ugly stone-carved monster at the door, "I don't know what the old bee is looking for me, if I finish early, I can still go and see Dior." As for fighting, don't think about it......"

"Cockroach pile. Bai Lang said the password in front of the stone statue. The stone statue moved, and a spiraling staircase appeared, and Bai Lang walked up the staircase. The headmaster's office was covered with portraits of the previous principals, their eyes moving with Bai Lang's figure, and Principal Blake should have looked at Bai Lang with a serious gaze, and seemed to be dissatisfied with this person's somewhat lazy attitude.

All the principals noticed the wand in Bai Lang's hand, and their voices were soft, all whispering. Dumbledore sat behind his desk, and there were all sorts of strange things on it, "Oh, Mr. Lang. Mr. Bai Lang. The second half of Dumbledore's sentence was spoken in fairly pure Chinese, but he seemed to be used to speaking English, "How about it, would you like this?"