I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 88 Secret Room Adventure: Secret Room Adventure

Owen opened his mouth and muttered.

He is definitely not being alarmist!

With Dumbledore’s abilities and identity—how did you get the title of the White Devil?

With his equipment, he can speed through a country alone without any problem.

Even for some traditional magic powers in Europe, it is not impossible.

Full body, what is the concept of legendary magic props?

This is like the Muggle world, the old man is like a nuclear bomb-he said he won't blow you up.

But just dangling back and forth in front of your eyes, can you not be afraid?

"You brat, I heard that you are going to find Salazar's secret room."

The Sorting Hat on Professor Dumbledore's waist suddenly interrupted and said,

It still has a deep prejudice against Irving.

Always talk with a bit of anger.

"Yes! Did you stop the Salazar villain in your head?" Owen responded very generously and without any anger.

One cannot—at least not—should not quarrel with a hat.

"Say it! I only have part of the will of the four founders, and I don't have much of their memory and personality!" The Sorting Hat shouted and emphasized. "I want to say, you better be careful, don't be killed by the secret agency left by Salazar!"

"(ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~ Are you underestimating me, or Professor Dumbledore?"

"Sure enough, it's been thousands of years. Are the early symptoms of Alzheimer's disease already appearing?"

"Don't think I don't know what that means!" the Sorting Hat yelled, "I'm normal!!! In another 1000 years, when even your grandson's grandsons will turn into withered bones, I will still be able to open my mouth and give advice to everyone. The little wizard who comes to school tells the story of a nasty guy who overestimated his abilities and sought his own death."

"Oh! Are you thirsty?"

"?"

Owen asked sincerely, "There is a silly thing. I have been in the class for more than 1000 years and I am still not satisfied. I will continue to attend the class for 1000 years, and I will tell every little wizard. I am thirsty, you stupid hat!"

"I'm not stupid, and I'm not thirsty."

"Aren't you stupid?" He widened his eyes, "Let me do the math for you, you have lived for at least 500 years! You know all the wizards in England! All kinds of secret magic, and news you You know it well, right! After all, the ones who have stayed with you the longest are the previous Hogwarts principals, and they are all human beings!"

"After so many years, you are still just a hat and a tool."

"If it were me, with a little layout, my tamiao would be crowned the king of Europe. Founding a hat god religion is the only true god."

"Look at you now, dirty, wrinkled, disgusted by the little wizard in all kinds of ways, your face - your face is completely humiliated!"

Owen had a terrible meal, and the Sorting Hat was speechless.

In the end, he could only continue to accuse Owen of not having any of the good qualities of Hufflepuff, blah blah blah.

Incompetent - not even furious.

On the other hand, Professor Dumbledore kept watching Owen and a hat arguing with each other.

He smiled but said nothing, feeling an inexplicable excitement in his heart. Perhaps he had lived a stable life as a principal for too long, and he almost forgot that he once wanted to be an adventurer.

For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to his boyhood.

"Okay, it's time for us to set off." The professor interrupted.

Then he walked slowly to the sink.

Turning sideways, he looked down at the faucets, and sure enough he found Slytherin's iconic little snakes engraved on the water pipes and faucets.

Reaching out and stroking the snake-shaped carving on the dragon's head, the professor nodded.

Then a hoarse voice came from the mouth, "Hiss - open!"

——This is the reason why Owen went to Dumbledore. He couldn't speak snake language, and Harry, he was too bad. Those who were holding him back last semester gave him a psychological shadow.

When confronting Voldemort, he once complained about why his portable grandfather was not there!

But this time, he will directly take the old man to pass the test!

In an instant, the pool in front of them began to rotate as if a floating spell had been cast on them.

The top slowly rose, and the rest began to split and recede towards the surroundings.

Then—then it stuck with a sizzling sound!

"It's Granger, she broke the entrance." Owen opened his mouth, then looked at the stationary sink.

Er - is it really bad?

"Yeah - destroying college property!" Dumbledore's eyes fell on Owen.

As far as he knew, it seemed that the child in front of him taught her the little girl to use the terrain well in battle, destroying buildings to achieve physical coverage attacks on the enemy.

See the entrance to the secret room really emerge.

The professor waved his hand and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to deceive Tom."

Immediately, the stuck entrance continued to open.

"That child has been good at disguising since he was a child. It is difficult for ordinary people to gain his trust. What did you tell him?"

"It's mainly due to the information gap."

The sink continued to sink, and then a pipe, wide enough for one person to slide into, leaked out.

"No matter how powerful he is, information gaps will inevitably make him make mistakes."

Owen's eyes lit up and he smiled confidently.

"That's right." After all, Tom was only 16 years old, and he still retained the last trace of innocence at that time.

"It seems that you guessed well." Dumbledore pointed to the entrance of the cave and said: "Exquisite design and maintenance for generations. It seems that the Gaunt family does know the secret of the secret room and has guarded it for more than 1000 years. .”

This is obvious, because the complex plumbing design is definitely not from Salazar's handwriting. You must know that the original Hogwarts did not have the concept of a toilet.

Wizards usually use the Vanishing Charm to clean up the excrement in the castle.

Underground pipes and modern toilets were all newly added after the [-]th century.

Immediately, Dumbledore reached out his hand, and Owen reached out to hold it knowingly.

Then, the two jumped down.

After passing through the wizard's forked pipes leading to all directions and various twists and turns, they finally landed firmly on the ground for quite a while.

"Deeper than I thought."

"Crack!"

It was the sound of bones breaking.

Surrounded by marble tunnels that can't be seen, the area is quite large.

The walls were covered with mud, and there was a faint smell of decay in the air.

After all, this is a sewer pipe, so it's normal to have these smells.

"Interesting—" the old headmaster smiled slightly, "It turned out that the monster attacked the little wizard through the pipes extending in all directions in the castle."

"No wonder no trace of it could be found back then."

With that said, Dumbledore suddenly fell silent.

Regarding Myrtle's death, Dumbledore, as the Transfiguration professor at the time, has not let go until now!

But fortunately, it is very free, you can do whatever you want.

Get a small steel cannon and listen to music while typing.