I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

"He was here just now!!!"

Myrtle pointed to the center of the bathroom, her voice sharp.

"You believe me! It was a Gryffindor student, a boy, who suddenly barged in and said a lot of things that I couldn't understand anyway. I was frightened. I went out to look for someone, and when I turned around I saw nobody!"

"He disappeared, disappeared in this bathroom!"

"No! This is a disappearance! This is definitely a disappearance. Was he taken away by something? It must be like this!"

Myrtle burst into tears, and her tears soon accumulated a layer of water on the bathroom floor.

Dumbledore stood awkwardly at the door, looking at the ground hesitantly, not wanting to move his feet.

There are many people behind him.

A fat middle-aged man with a big belly stood behind Dumbledore and said with some surprise: "There is another student missing? Principal Dumbledore, is this not good?"

Moody stood behind the man and snorted coldly. Next to him were four or five capable-looking Aurors who had accompanied the man to Hogwarts to deal with the basilisk.

"Yes, if a student is really missing..." Dumbledore looked at the bathroom worriedly. He looked around and couldn't see anything unusual about the almost abandoned girls' bathroom.

"This...Miss Ghost?"

Myrtle's crying stopped suddenly, and she poked her head out of the compartment and looked at Dumbledore and his party.

"This is Myrtle, Myrtle Elizabeth Warren." Flitwick introduced himself on Myrtle's behalf. He still remembered his student, so he sighed with some regret.

"Can I ask? Why is this ghost lady in a place like this...well...although it is a girls' bathroom, but, how should I put it? This is not a very elegant place, a room in Hogwarts There are many, she can choose a more comfortable one, can’t she?”

Myrtle screamed: "You ask me why I live here? Why do I live here?"

Her sharp cry made several wizards frown.

"Do I want to live here on my own?" Myrtle cried loudly. "They all don't like it! Because I'm the Myrtle who died in the bathroom! Because I'm the Myrtle who can only cry! Everyone, everyone, hates me!"

Myrtle dove into the toilet. Water immediately emerged from the toilet and soon reached Dumbledore's feet.

Dumbledore couldn't help but take a step back.

"I seem to remember, Myrtle died here, right?" Professor McGonagall stared at the place where Myrtle disappeared and said suddenly.

Dumbledore nodded heavily. He thought of something and looked around the entire bathroom again.

"Classmate Warren was killed here, so... the danger she encountered probably appeared in this place."

However, the ladies' bathroom was almost unobstructed, and nothing looked wrong at all. Dumbledore's confused gaze soon fell on the sink in the center of the bathroom.

"Just now, didn't the ghost say that a student disappeared here? So, is there any secret passage or mechanism in this bathroom?"

Moody pushed aside the Ministry of Magic officials who were blocking him and walked into the bathroom. His boots made a crunching sound on the water, and then he walked step by step to the sink.

Moody picked up his cane and began to tap on the sink. The dull tapping sound sounded in the empty room. Then, he frowned and saw the snake-shaped decoration under the sink.

"This is unpleasant stuff."

It seems that even if there is a mechanism, it is not easy to find, but Moody doesn't want to give up.

As Moody entered, other Aurors also walked into the women's bathroom. This seemed to be a very embarrassing thing. After all, there seemed to be no woman here except Professor McGonagall - Spook Professor Lauter was trying to reassure the students and did not come over.

A group of grown men entered a lady's bathroom, which was outrageous to say the least.

After all the Aurors entered, Dumbledore had to move to enter this bathroom. This was the second time he entered this place after Myrtle's accident. Thinking of the tragedies that happened in the past, Dumbledore sighed in his heart. Thousands.

At that time, he didn't know what killed Myrtle, or that there was a thousand-year-old basilisk hidden in Hogwarts.

"I heard... that a girl who died at Hogwarts was a Muggle-born student. She was killed by something left by Salazar Slytherin in order to clear up the existence of Hogwarts. ..." The Auror who spoke noticed Dumbledore's sharp gaze, swallowed back what he wanted to say, and changed his words somewhat stiffly. "Some special wizards."

"What is a special wizard?" Flitwick immediately glared over. The student who had the accident was from Ravenclaw. For this professor, this was not a pleasant topic, nor was it something that could be talked about and laughed at. Besides, he could hear the disrespect in that man's tone.

"Okay, shouldn't we look to see if any students are missing?" Slughorn was forced to join this team. After all, this matter involved the founder of Slytherin College. As the current head of Slytherin, he could not escape.

He knew that the people from the Ministry of Magic were here today just for the basilisk, but no one knew where the entrance to the secret room left by Slytherin was, so for a while, they might not be able to find the basilisk. Ghorn felt a little lucky.

Basilisks are very dangerous. As a professor at Hogwarts, for the sake of students, we must solve this danger.

However, it was Salazar Slytherin's pet after all, and Slughorn had mixed feelings in his heart.

He couldn't tell whether he wanted to let people from the Ministry of Magic execute this special basilisk.

Professor McGonagall began to use spells to look back to see if any students had ever been in the bathroom, but her spells showed that no one had used magic here recently.

This made McGonagall begin to wonder if Myrtle had deceived everyone.

She did not expect that opening the door of the secret chamber did not require any spells, just a snake language to open the door. The mechanism set up by Salazar Slytherin was so unpretentious, simple and neat.

It just requires a prerequisite, and that is snake language.

Dumbledore and his party were not aware of this problem at all, and they did not know anything about snake language.