"Her bones will be sealed in the secret room forever."

"what?"

Draco was awakened by Harry's sudden voice, and turned to look at him puzzled, only to see Harry pointing forward with a heavy face, and Draco looked in that direction, dazed.

The words that Harry just read were written in large bloody characters on the wall, terrifying and horrifying.

"Draco, what are you going to do?" Harry couldn't help asking when Draco raised his wand to the wall.

"Don't make a sound."

Harry had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, watching Draco walk towards the big characters, and seemed to whisper a spell, but because the voice was too soft, Harry only heard a few words, which seemed to be "blood" and "tracking"?

The bloodstains on the wall slowly floated into the air, and slowly accelerated and staggered to rotate, forming a long, thin, dark red line, like the water ripples on the lake surface, moving forward in one direction.

Draco walked quickly towards the dark red line without saying a word, and Harry followed quickly, asking as he walked, "What is this?"

"Don't you think these words are familiar?"

"look familiar?"

Draco rolled his eyes and said angrily, "That's your handwriting, Potter."

"What!" Harry was dumbfounded and couldn't help but stop.

Draco turned his head and didn't see Harry. He stopped and turned around to see the guy who was in a daze. He took a few steps back speechlessly, grabbed Harry's sleeve and pulled it forward.

"Before I received a distress letter written in blood, I believe you have read it."

"Didn't we guess it was written by Harry from another time and space?"

"Shut up, listen to me." Draco said pantingly: "The handwriting on it is the same as the handwriting just now. If there is no accident, we should be able to find out who is leading all these things." After that, Draco added, "The dawn of knowing the truth lies in... Harry!" Draco suddenly exclaimed, turning his head and glaring at Harry.

Harry blinked his eyes, showing his innocence, but when Draco wanted to struggle, he grabbed Draco's hand tightly, not letting go.

"Let's go, the blood line is speeding up." Harry urged.

Draco glared at him in embarrassment, Merlin's socks, when are they still, still, still... Draco suddenly ran out of words, the heat on his face gradually heated up, he turned his head suddenly, not looking It's Harry.

Harry looked at Draco's reddish ears with a smile in his eyes.

The two walked briskly for a while, and Harry suddenly remembered something and asked.

"What about Professor Lockhart, isn't he going to the Chamber of Secrets too?"

Draco couldn't help asking: "Do you believe that the content in his book is what he has experienced?"

"Ah, no?"

"What else can he do besides coaxing women?" Draco said angrily.

Harry was amused, "Well, there's really nothing you can do."

The two were walking quickly, and suddenly the speed of the blood line accelerated, could it be that they were approaching?The two looked at each other, and couldn't help speeding up their pace and trotting.At this moment, Draco's eyes widened suddenly, he pulled Harry to a stop, and he pulled out his wand and shouted in one direction.

"Armor protection!" A transparent barrier counterattacked a red light.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, as if someone had fallen down.

"Who is it?" Harry asked quietly.

"Blonde, Oblivion Curse." Draco glanced at the man hanging on the armrest, and said with a twitching corner of his mouth, "Professor Lockhart."

"Ah? How could it be him!"

"I'm afraid I overheard our conversation." Draco said with cold eyes.

The author has something to say: I'm finally going to the secret room... It should be over in more than ten days. o( ̄ヘ ̄o#) make a fist!

☆、Crying Myrtle

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