Exchange student at Hogwarts

"Greenwald, I know you were dismissed as principal because of Dumbledore. This is not the place for you to be arrogant. And you know what kind of person he is. No one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do." That low voice The sound echoed around the castle again, and through the invisibility cloak, Zhang Chen vaguely felt a trace similar to a spiritual scan spreading around several times. Fortunately, the invisibility cloak's magical ability to isolate spiritual consciousness allowed them to survive safely.

After about another hour, the inspections and warnings inside and outside the castle gradually dissipated. Zhang Chen, Harry and Ron slowly and cautiously sneaked around the patrolling teachers and ran back to the dormitory.

"The problem now is how to enter the secret room." Zhang Chen and Harry Ron were very distressed, because Myrtle's bathroom was officially next door to the second attack, and Filch had been hanging around there since the accident. It is almost impossible to go in and find the entrance to the secret room without movement.

Just as they were hesitating whether to go back to their dormitories to rest first, the magically amplified voice of Professor McGonagall suddenly came from the corridor, "All students return to their dormitories in their respective colleges immediately. All teachers return to the staff lounge. Please act immediately."

Harry turned around suddenly and glared at Ron and Zhang Chen. "Did something happen again at this time?"

"What should we do?" Ron asked in horror, "Go back to the dormitory."

"No." Zhang Chen said, he couldn't wait any longer. The longer he delayed, the more students would be harmed. He looked around and saw an ugly wardrobe on the left, filled with robes worn by teachers in class. "Hide here. We'll hear what's going on, and then we'll tell them what we find."

They hid in the closet and listened to the footsteps of hundreds of people walking upstairs. Then, the door to the staff lounge was pushed open heavily. Through the layers of robes that exuded a musty smell, they looked at the teachers who walked into the room one by one. Some looked confused and some looked frightened. It seemed that the level of wizards in the magical world was indeed deteriorating. Later, Professor McGonagall arrived.

"Something happened again," she said to the silent teachers in the room. "A student was kidnapped by a monster. He was taken directly into the secret room."

Professor Flitwick let out a scream. Professor Sprout suddenly covered his mouth with his hands. Snape gripped the back of a chair tightly and asked, "How can you be sure?"

"The Heir of Slytherin," said Professor McGonagall, who looked very pale, "left another line of words. Just below the last words, it said: Her bones will remain in the Chamber of Secrets forever."

Professor Flitwick couldn't help crying.

"Who is it?" Mrs. Huo Qi's knees weakened and she slumped down in a chair. "Which student is it?"

"Ginny Weasley," said Professor McGonagall.

Zhang Chen and Harry felt Ron fall silently to the wardrobe floor beside him.

"We must send all the students home tomorrow," said Professor McGonagall. "Hogwarts is over. I have failed Dumbledore."

At this time, the door of the staff room was slammed open again, and it was Lockhart, with a very annoying smile. Snape and Professor McGonagall also mocked him unceremoniously and asked him to solve the basilisk problem alone, which made him turn pale with fear.

"Let's go to the bathroom." After the professors' meeting, Zhang Chen lifted off the invisibility cloak and dragged Harry and Ron to the negative floor quickly.

"She must know something, Zhang." Ron said. He was panting heavily while running. "That's why she was taken away. She must have discovered something related to the secret room. That must be the case, that's why she "Ron rubbed his eyes desperately, "I mean, she is a pureblood, and it was not her turn. There can be no other reason."

"No matter what the reason is, we have to save people first. Every second that passes, she is in more danger."

Just as they ran to the door of Lockhart's office, the door suddenly opened, and they collided with Lockhart who came out, knocking over the box in his hand, and the things were scattered on the ground.

"Are you going somewhere?" Harry asked.

"I received an urgent notice. I couldn't escape and had to go." Lockhart said as he bent down to pick up the scattered items from the ground and put them into a box. There were clothes, books, and posters on the ground. It looked like he was Move and leave this dangerous place completely.

"What about my sister?" Ron asked impulsively.

"Well, as for that, it's so unfortunate," said Lockhart, avoiding their eyes. "No one regrets it more than I do."

"You're the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Harry said. "You can't leave now. There are so many evil things at work here."

"Well, well... when I accepted this position," Lockhart muttered vaguely, piling socks on top of the clothes in the box, "these were not included in the work regulations."

"You mean you're going to run away," Harry said in disbelief, "but you've written so many amazing books."

"Books can be deceiving," said Lockhart slyly.

"You wrote it" Harry shouted.

"My dear boy," Lockhart straightened up and looked at Harry with a frown, "use your common sense and think about it. If people don't think that I did those things, the sales of the book will be far worse. La. Readers won't want to read about an ugly old American wizard who saved a village from the scourge of werewolves. Put his picture on the cover and it wouldn't be too ugly. He wears clothes There is no taste at all. And the witch who exorcised the female ghosts of Wanlun, she is a mouthful."

"So you just charge everything that others do to your own account?" Harry asked in disbelief, and Zhang Chen shook his head behind him, disappointing as always.

"Harry, Harry," Lockhart said, shaking his head impatiently, "it's not as simple as you said. I have a lot of work. I want to track down these people. Ask them what they are doing. Those who can be proud of those things. Then I will give them a forgetting spell, so that they will forget all about it. If there is anything I am proud of, it is my forgetting spell. You see, Harry, I have to work hard, too. You know, it's not just book signings and celebrity photos. If you want to be famous, you have to be prepared to work hard for a long time."

He ping-pong put the lid on the trunk and locked it.

"Let me see," he said, "things are in order. Oh, by the way, I forgot one thing."

He pulled out his wand and turned to Zhang Chen and the others. "I'm sincerely sorry, kids, but I have to cast a forgetting spell on you. I can't let you spread my secret everywhere. Otherwise, I won't be able to sell my books."

Zhang Chen was on guard and didn't make any gestures. He dodged and hit Lockhart's lower abdomen with his fist. "Uh-huh, uh-huh." The severe pain made him instantly lose his ability to resist. Zhang Chen grabbed him, threw his wand out of the window, and took the lead to continue running forward.

"Take him with you. If it helps, go to the bathroom quickly. Don't waste time."

"Thank you, Zhang, I, I really don't know what to do, as long as I can save Ginny, I, I will..." Ron saw that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers were so timid, and now he could only put all his hopes Put it on Zhang Chen's body.

In the downstairs bathroom, Moaning Myrtle was sitting on the toilet tank in the innermost room.

"Oh, it's you," she said when she saw Harry, "What do you want this time?"

"Want to ask how you died," said Harry.

Myrtle's whole demeanor suddenly changed. It seemed that no one had ever asked her such a question, which she felt honored to do. "Oh, it's terrible," she said with relish. "It happened here. I died in this toilet. I remember it very clearly. At that time, Olive Humbe laughed at me for wearing glasses and looking like a four-eyed dog. , I hid here. I locked the door and was crying inside, and suddenly I heard someone coming in. What they said was funny. I thought it must be in another language. But what annoyed me the most was, I heard a boy's voice talking. So I opened the door, told him to go away, go to the boys' room, and then," Myrtle puffed out her chest, her face glowing with pride, "I died. ”

"How did you die?" Zhang Chen continued to ask.

"I don't know," Myrtle said in a mysterious low voice. "I just remember seeing a pair of huge, scary yellow eyes. My whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away." She looked dazed. looked at Harry. "Then I came back. You know, I wanted to settle the score with Olive. Oh, she regretted making fun of me for wearing glasses."

"Where did you see those eyes?"

"That's about it," said Myrtle, pointing vaguely to the pool in front of her. Harry and Ron hurried over. Lockhart stepped aside hastily, a look of absolute horror on his face.

The pool looked ordinary. They checked it inside and out, up and down, even the water pipes below. Then, Harry saw: On the side of a copper faucet, there was a small snake carved on it. "No water ever comes out of this faucet," Myrtle said happily when she saw Harry trying to unscrew the faucet.

"Harry," Zhang Chen and Ron said at the same time, "Say a few words. Say a few words in Parseltongue."

"Open it," he said.

He looked up at Zhang Chen, who shook his head. "No, you are speaking human language."

Harry turned to look at the snake again, forcing himself to believe that it was alive. Harry thought that if he moved his head a few times, the flickering candlelight would make the snake appear to be moving.

"Open it," he said. This time, however, Harry succeeded, and what came out of his mouth was a strange hissing sound. Suddenly, the dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly. Then, the pool started to move. They watched as the pool slowly disappeared from sight, revealing a very thick water pipe that could accommodate a person.

"Leave someone outside" Zhang Chen asked Harry and Ron for their opinions.

"I'm going down," Harry said firmly.

"I'll go too." Ron also didn't flinch. This was the only chance to save his sister.

After a moment of silence. "Well, it seems you don't need me anymore," Lockhart said, with a flattering smile on his face, "I'll just..."

"Don't think about it, you go down first." Zhang Chenren didn't say much and pushed him directly to Shuiguang.

"Why bother?" Lockhart even looked a little pitiful at this moment. "You know, my magic level is of no use at all." He wanted to continue, but Ron pushed him and he stopped. It slipped and disappeared.

"I'll go down first." Zhang Chen followed Lockhart into the pipe and slid down. The feeling in the tube is a bit like the tube-like dark, slimy, endless slide at a water park. There are many intersecting pipes around it that connect in all directions, but those pipes are very narrow and should be used by the basilisk to roam around the castle.

The pipe was twisting and turning, and the slope was very steep all the way down. They slid for about ten minutes, and they were already quite far away from Hogwarts. After a while, Zhang Chen felt that the water pipe became horizontal. Soon he emerged from the mouth of the pipe. Feeling that everything was empty under him, Zhang Chen stood up and stood on the wet ground with a pop.

It was a dark stone tunnel large enough for a man to stand in it. Very close to him, Lockhart was rising from the ground, covered in slime and as pale as a ghost.

Then Harry and Ron plopped out of the tube and fell to the ground. "We're at least a few miles away from school," Harry said, his voice echoing in the dark tunnel.

"Probably under the lake," Ron said. He squinted his eyes and looked at the dark, slimy walls around him.

"Light a lamp, Harry." Zhang Chen kicked Lockhart and asked him to go ahead.

"Lumos" Harry whispered into his wand and it glowed again.

"Remember, if there is any movement later, close your eyes first," Zhang Chen ordered. "I have spiritual consciousness. Twenty meters is enough for such a small place."

The tunnel seemed like a black hole, swallowing up the faint light from Harry's wand. There was no sound around, only the footsteps of Zhang Chen and the four others echoed in it.

There was a "click", which scared everyone. It turned out that Ron had stepped on a bone. Zhang Chen directed Harry to use his wand to sweep around, and found that there were skeletons of small animals everywhere. Ron covered his mouth and cried desperately. It fell, ticking to the ground. He couldn't imagine what Ginny would look like when they found her.

Turning a corner in front of them, the four of them suddenly paused, not daring to move. In front of them was the silhouette of a huge, coiled thing, lying on the other side of the tunnel, so quiet and terrifying.