days at Hogwarts

Chapter 211 Harry and Ron: That’s it?

Principal's office.

"The Chamber of Secrets! Basilisk!" Professor Sprout exclaimed.

Snape couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and went straight to Loren, pulling his robe and walking out, speaking short and sharply: "Lead the way."

Before Loren could explain anything, he was led out with a look of astonishment.

Several other professors also stood up neatly and caught up with the two.

Dumbledore fell behind. He rose slowly and cast his eyes on the gold-encrusted perch.Perched on a branch, just after Nirvana, the phoenix Fawkes, whose hair has not grown fully, tilted its head and fluttered its wings slightly.

Seeing that the other professors had left the office, Dumbledore tapped Fox's small beak with his fingers, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Go, just make sure they are safe."

Fox gave him a blank look, let out a soft cry, spread his wings, and disappeared on the perch with red flames all over his body.

Only then did Dumbledore catch up with the group of people without haste.

"You, how can you enter the secret room by yourself? The professor should be notified of such things first!" Professor Flitwick screamed in a panic, swinging his short legs more frequently than the others, looking a little embarrassed.

Professor McGonagall's face was tense, and her solemn expression showed that she was very angry now, but she knew that now was not the time to teach the little wizard a lesson.

"Well, I'm at that age—" Dumbledore didn't finish his words to ease the atmosphere, but Professor McGonagall gave him a cold glare, and he gave Loren a helpless look.

"Loren, tell us, what's going on?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Loren's footsteps faltered. In fact, he didn't know the specific situation.It's just that the illusion left on Lockhart was triggered, and Harry and Ron didn't come back for a long time.Combining the two, he confirmed that Harry and Ron had entered the Chamber of Secrets.

If the two of them found out the location of the secret room, they would definitely not rush down to the secret room.There must be an emergency to act without authorization, and he went to the headmaster's office mainly to inform Dumbledore.

Loren hesitated for a moment: "I'll talk about the details later, let's go rescue Harry as soon as possible."

Snape pursed his lips and glanced at him indistinctly. After noticing Dumbledore's leisurely posture behind him, he slowed down and even let go of the hand that had been holding onto Loren's robe.

No one spoke, and the scene fell silent for a while.With quick steps, a group of people quickly entered Myrtle's bathroom and came to the entrance of the pool in the secret room.

"I'll go down first!" Professor Flitwick swung his wand towards him, his feet touched the ground, and he quickly rushed into the pipe, leaving an afterimage on the spot at such a high speed.

Flitwick was worried that the basilisk was guarding below, and wanted to go down first to open the situation for others.Without saying a word, Snape turned over and jumped into the entrance of the pipe, the cloak dragged the air, and the sound of hunting wind came out of the pipe.

Professor McGonagall nodded to Dumbledore, waved his wand, raised his skirt and flew into the entrance of the pipe.

Sprout moved a little slower and was stopped by Dumbledore when he was about to enter.Dumbledore shook his head towards her, and said gently: "Pomona, if you stay up there, someone has to pick us up, right?"

Sprout clenched the wand in his hand and opened his mouth. The fat witch hesitated to speak, and finally nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore disappeared into the depths of the pipeline with Loren, and when they landed on the wet ground, the three professors in front had already formed a battle formation and moved forward quickly.

Everyone agreed that Dumbledore would protect Loren, so there was no need to worry about them.

In the dark stone tunnel, the ground is covered with the skeletons of small animals, and the whole space looks like a huge tomb.At the exit of the pipe, water droplets fell on the ground from time to time, and the sound of water splashing echoed in the tunnel.

A group of people walked towards the entrance of the tunnel, and in the distance, Snape saw the monster lying horizontally.He did not startle the enemy, but lightened his hands and feet, and warned the people around him: "Be careful."

The three professors quickly aimed their wands at the entrance of the tunnel, but Harry and Ron were not seen. The professors were worried about what would happen if they acted rashly, but they just accumulated their strength and kept approaching the monster.The scene fell silent for a while.

Loren glanced sideways at Dumbledore, and asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Shouldn't we remind you?"

Dumbledore looked innocent, frowned and pretended to be puzzled: "Remind me?"

The corners of Loren's eyes twitched... Act, continue acting, you just wait to be scolded by Professor McGonagall...

The two people behind caught up with them, but the monster in front was still motionless. Professor Flitwick was the first to react: "It doesn't seem to be alive?"

Snape jumped over quickly, and the voice came from a distance: "It's just the shed skin of the basilisk."

Several people from behind stepped forward and looked at this huge snake slough one after another. Snape's voice suppressed excitement: "It is at least twenty feet long, and it contains magic power that has not been lost for many years. If it replaces the African book Snakeskin..."

What was said later was mixed with various technical terminology for potions, muttering, and the others couldn't quite understand it.

Professor Flitwick fiddled with the scales, which were larger than half of his body, feeling the hardness comparable to metal, his eyes were full of surprise.

"I never knew there was such a monster hidden in Hogwarts Castle! My God, there are so many students in the school... Slytherin, he--" The veins on Professor McGonagall's forehead couldn't stop beating, if Sarah Chuck Slytherin is not one of the four founders, she has already scolded.

Loren stood aside solemnly, pretending not to know anything.

Dumbledore coughed lightly: "Let's move on, Potter and Weasley are still waiting for us."

The three professors recovered from their astonishment, and nodded seriously...

In front of the Slytherin statue.

Crabbe watched as Lockhart was sent flying, a desire for power flashed in his eyes.He turned his head to look at Harry and Ron beside him, and said with a smirk, "Look who this is, Saint Potter and his friends."

"You came to save these two little Muggle wizards, but unfortunately, you are going to die with them now." His tone revealed uncontrollable excitement, and he couldn't wait to watch these people be killed.

"And the two Mudbloods Morgan and Granger, the pure-blood traitor Longbottom... I'll kill you one by one—"

Voldemort ignored this idiot, controlled the thin snake to swim out, and arched the snake's body towards Harry: "Harry-Potter! We meet again."

Harry felt the scar on the top of his head scorching rapidly. Facing the gaze of the poisonous snake, he did not escape at all, staring at Voldemort firmly.

Under special stressful circumstances, Harry felt his thoughts racing at an unprecedented speed.

Viper... Parseltongue... Basilisk... Chamber of Secrets... Hagrid Wronged... Hagrid Hagrid...

A flash of light connected all the things together, and Harry shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Voldemort! You are Tom Riddle!"

Ron's eyes widened and he looked at the thin snake in front of him in surprise.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho—" A hoarse and ugly laugh escaped from the snake's mouth, and Voldemort swam back and forth on the ground, presumptuous and proud.

"Yes, yes." Voldemort wrapped Crabbe's arm, manipulated his wand, drew a few times in the air, and wrote three shiny names:

Tom Marvolo Riddle

"I used this name when I was studying at Hogwarts, but! Know that in my veins, the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself flows, and it is passed down to me through his descendant's daughter! Am I going to keep the name of that disgusting, filthy Muggle father who abandoned me before I was born because he found out his wife was a witch."

Ron's heart was pounding, he couldn't imagine that Voldemort had such a past, he always thought that Voldemort came out of some dirty and evil quagmire, and he was born to want to destroy the world.

Harry's mind froze, and he looked at Voldemort dumbly. This is the man who used to be an orphan, but when he grew up, he turned more people into orphans...

"Of course, my stupid Muggle father paid for it. And Voldemort, my past, present, and future..." With another wave of the wand, the letters switched places automatically, becoming:

I am Lord Voldemort

Several professors hiding behind the stone pillar at the entrance of the room had different expressions and were uncertain.They were going to rush out to protect Harry and Ron, and save the kidnapped Colin and Justin, but Dumbledore stopped them and asked everyone to hide behind the stone pillar and watch the situation.

Professor Flitwick trusted Dumbledore unconditionally, and he believed that Dumbledore would not let the students' lives be threatened.

Snape took a deep look at Loren, and snorted contemptuously from his nose.

Professor McGonagall was so angry that her eyebrows were trembling, she finally realized that Dumbledore had already made arrangements, and this scene was within his expectation.

The finding was exasperating, but also reassuring.Although the professors had different ideas and moods, they all hid behind the stone pillar with peace of mind and waited and watched with a different attitude.

"Fifty years ago, you killed Myrtle and put the blame on Hagrid!" cried Ron.

"It was me. I was the one who exposed Hagrid, and Harry and - the red-haired one." Voldemort glanced at Ron, and said casually: "You can imagine, in front of Mr. Armando Dippet What's in front of you sir. On one side is me, Tom Riddle, born poor but brilliant, parentless but wise and courageous, prefect and model student in the school."

Several professors present heard this and looked at Loren in unison. They felt that this discussion was familiar, very familiar.

Loren spread his hands innocently and blinked: "Look what I'm doing,"

Professor Snape snorted softly: "Let's see if you will grow up to be the third Dark Lord."

Professor Flitwick smiled slightly. Of course, this sentence was a joke, and not every student who was born in poverty and whose parents died would grow up to be the Dark Lord.Professor McGonagall still had a stern face, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

"What does it have to do with me? My family is not poor." Loren retorted, Grandpa Bates was a rich man.

While laughing, Dumbledore's eyes drifted to the unconscious Lockhart over there, and he sighed faintly... He seemed to have missed something.

Voldemort's triumphant voice continued: "On the other side, there's big stupid Hagrid, a bon-handed, troublemaker who gets into trouble every other week, who raises werewolf cubs under his bed and keeps them in the Forbidden Forest. Wrestling with trolls. But I have to admit that even I didn't expect the plan to go so well. I thought someone would realize that Hagrid couldn't be the heir of Slytherin. It took me five It took years to find out the situation of the secret room and discover the secret entrance... Does Hagrid have such a mind and ability?"

"I dare say Dumbledore has seen you through." Harry said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, he's been wary of me since the beginning, trusting that troll Ruburt unconditionally. Since Hagrid got fired, he's been watching me even more closely, which is very annoying."

Having said that, Voldemort's emotions were not too turbulent:

"I know that, under his watchful eye, it will not be safe for me to open the Chamber of Secrets when I am at school. I am here to gain the knowledge of Salazar Slytherin, to inherit his unfinished business and ideals. My great ancestor Staying with those three Gryffindors for too long, those ignorant morals bound him, he could have gone further on this road."

"But I'm different. I never cared about the ignorant prejudices of others, and I can directly touch the essence and truth of magic. Combining the knowledge he left behind, I took a completely different path. Of course, I don't want to spend so many years looking for the secret room. I don’t want my efforts to go to waste, and I don’t want Slytherin’s inheritance to go to waste, so I left a diary, and I kept my 16-year-old memory in the diary.”

Corresponding these to what he heard just now, Harry murmured, "Horcrux?"

"Yes, the basilisk killed Myrtle, and my soul was split. So I left a part of me at 16, forever in that year. In this way, I hope that someday, by luck, I will guide another Follow in my footsteps and complete the noble work of Salazar Slytherin."

Ron looked at Crabbe, and asked with some disgust: "This is the person you chose? Could it be that he picked up the diary? Although I don't want to say that, I think Malfoy is more suitable than him."

"Hiss," Voldemort spit out the message, "a clumsy estrangement. Although Malfoy's conditions are also very suitable, but his father, Lucius, is a cunning man..."

The second half of the sentence was vague, and no one could hear it clearly.

The thin snake circled around Crabbe's arm and became more tightly entangled: "Unfortunately, the diary was destroyed. Although I can't be sure, I guess it was your good friend Loren Morgan. Good thing."

"That's great news, isn't it?" said Harry forcefully. "All your plans will come to naught! The Basilisk attack will be the same, and no one will die—"

Voldemort cut him off: "Very soon."

Before the words fell, Crabbe made a sneak attack in an instant, and two shattering curses rushed towards Harry and Ron respectively.The two quickly dodged, and the three started fighting under the Slytherin statue.

Crabbe took the initiative to open his soul and magic power, accepted Voldemort's transformation, was induced to a magic riot, and became much stronger.

But Harry and Ron came from the troll incident, experienced the Quirrell incident, the giant spider, and were often hung up and beaten by Loren. There were not only one magic riots, but even more powerful ones.

Even if the two were separated, they could beat Crabbe.

Ron defended, Harry attacked, and with tacit cooperation, they quickly found an opportunity. Harry hit Crabbe with a disarming spell, knocked him into the air, and fell at the foot of the Slytherin statue. His wand fell out of his hand.

Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief, but remained fully on guard against Voldemort.

The thin snake hissed and opened its mouth, and spit out a mouthful of gray mist towards the two of them.

The speed was not fast, the two waved their wands at the same time, Ron summoned a stone slab to resist the gray fog through transfiguration, and Harry quickly cast another Disarming Curse.

While releasing the spell, the two also ran in different directions, dodging safely to prevent the stone from blocking the fog.

Voldemort was unexpectedly weak, the gray mist was scattered by the stones, and the red disarming spell knocked the snake away, almost cutting off the snake's scales.

Harry and Ron looked at each other with relaxed smiles.