38 years of past events

This is a familiar corridor, but I can't remember where it will appear in Hogwarts. I followed this corridor, and there were many noisy voices along the way. I couldn't tell who these people were talking about. , seems a little strange and a little familiar.

"Oh, Merlin, how did this happen? It's pathetic."

"Yeah, it's so pitiful!"

"Nothing like this has happened in Hogwarts for hundreds of years. Headmaster Dippet must be very sad now."

"No, who would have thought of that?"

"Riddle? Why are you still here so late?"

who?Who is calling me?

That man looked very familiar, oh, it's Dumbledore!I was about to go up to say hello.

"Good evening, Professor." Standing in front of me was a tall, thin boy with his back to me, and I couldn't see his face at all.

"A lot of things have happened recently, so it's better not to wander around at night."

"I know, actually... I just came to see what happened. I heard that the school is going to be closed, isn't it?" He asked very carefully and worried.

"At this point, Principal Dippet has no choice."

"You know, I... I have no home, except Hogwarts, I..."

"I understand how you feel, and we don't want to be like this, but..." Dumbledore's expression was helpless, "Think about it, Riddle, at least that Muggle orphanage is safe."

"Then, what if the murderer is found?" There was hesitation in his tone, and I had a premonition that he might want to say something, "Can all of this be avoided?"

"What are you talking about? Riddle, do you know something?"

"No, nothing, nothing."

After that, I followed him all the way, and the blurred picture switched to the stone room full of rusty pipes. He waved his wand, stood in front of the stone statue of Salazar, and uttered ancient and strange spells in a hoarse Parseltongue. He heard a strange and frightening vibration, as if something huge was rushing towards this side, but at this moment, the boy standing in front of the stone statue slowly turned around until his entire face came out of the shadows. When it appeared in Li, the facial features seemed to be so similar to mine!

Oh!It's him!

"Father!!!"

I woke up from the dream, it is already two o'clock in the morning, but I didn't feel sleepy at all, I thought back and forth to the dream just now, the dream about my father, and the room full of the sound of water and water pipes everywhere Chamber of Secrets.I always feel that there is some important clue that I have forgotten, it flashes through my mind quickly, before I have time to catch it.

The entrance to the secret room, the legendary monster, and the curse on the wall are all like clueless mysteries, which seem to have nothing to do with me, but they always pull me invisibly.

There was nothing I could do. The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, so I just grabbed my wand and got up from the bed.

I slipped out of the dormitory, and washed my mind with cold water eight times in the bathroom No.20. Those questions that I couldn't find any thoughts and couldn't do anything about made me more and more irritable.

"Hey, young man, what bothers you, why don't you tell me about it."

It's Myrtle, but I was startled by the sudden sound just now, and I almost took out my wand to give her Cruciatus.

"Don't look at me like that. People are kind. In fact, I've been looking at you for a long time. No. 20 eight times. I counted it. No. 20 just dipped your head in the water eight times."

"You better leave before I get angry, I don't want to see you at all!" This ghost in the girls' bathroom is really annoying, and every time it sees me, it always pesters me endlessly.If she wasn't already dead, I would have given her a killing curse to shut up.

However, the result now is that she started crying endlessly, although not a single teardrop fell.But listening to her sobbing in the middle of the night was tiresome enough.

"Okay, can't you just be quiet?"

"I...I know...you all hate me, you don't like me...even you, it's so sad." She floated on the water tank and started crying even more sadly.

Oh damn Merlin!Is there any way to make her quiet!

"Myrtle! You've been dead for so long, can't you have a quiet day!" I didn't find the secret room, and I was in a terrible mood. I finally couldn't control it and yelled at her.

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she cried even more fiercely after a while, and the miserable voice echoed in the bathroom, making people irritated: "You guys like to bully me, now... now that I'm dead, you still hate me I... oh, Merlin is so unfair, why am I so pitiful."

She began to whine and floated away crying, and as she left, the shrill and miserable voice began to grow farther away, "If it wasn't for Herbie, if it wasn't for her laughing at my glasses, you wouldn't like girls with glasses , I will not die either. Merlin, why, why am I so unlucky..."

"Wait! Myrtle! Come back, what did you say?"

"Are you calling me? Honey." She stopped quickly, and turned to hold back her tears even faster.

"Myrtle, what were you talking about? How did you die?"

"How did you die?" Her frowning eyebrows told me that maybe she didn't know.

"Think about it, did you die in this bathroom? Why did your soul stay in the bathroom, haven't you thought about it?"

"Why in the bathroom?" She floated to the sink and sat down, as if she was really struggling to think about something.

Then after a while, she began to look at me like a dream, her tone was calm and she seemed to be muttering to herself: "I remembered, Herbie said I was wearing big glasses, it was ugly, she said to go Tell you, you definitely don't like girls with glasses, I don't know what to do, there is only one person hiding in the bathroom sadly."

"Then what? Then what happened?"

"Then... I heard someone coming. I don't know if it was you or Herbie who really went to tell you. I just took a sneak peek."

"And what did you see?"

"I... I saw... Oh, Merlin, that's scary! It's a pair of eyes, huge yellow eyes." She was still a little scared when she said this.

"And then? What else?" I asked impatiently.

"Also, I just floated away—"

In other words, in fact, Myrtle didn't see anything, so she died so strangely.But now at least one thing is certain, that is, the secret room must be related to this bathroom, and the entrance may be here.

"By the way, what did you just say? What don't I like?"

She seemed to wake up from just now, but when I asked this question, she hesitated and didn't know how to answer, "Look, I'm confused again, how could it be you? It's been so many years, maybe he also It's gone."

"Is that the boy who looks very similar to me?"

She wanted to leave, but when I finished asking this sentence, I saw that her face became a little pale.

"Have you seen him?"

She was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and even her tone changed, "It was indeed many years ago, I remember that he was very good, and he was very good-looking, and girls like to talk about it. In fact, he is almost the same as you are now, sometimes, I really think he is back." Her eyes flicked on me a few times, and then, as she spoke, she seemed to think of something sad, and she became sad,' but... Herbie said I was ugly with big glasses... no one would like it... and she was going to tell him I was so sad and I wanted to hide, who knew... who knew , I died that day..." She choked up again, but it didn't take long before she couldn't help crying, this time she was really crying, I could feel the difference from the past, as if there was something sad It was worth her being so sad, "Herbie must have told him, I was still waiting for him to come and see me, but he really never came again..."

From these accounts of Myrtle, my father was inextricably connected with her death, though she did not know it herself.

Instead of listening to her endless crying, I walked out of the bathroom to go back to the dormitory, but on the way, I heard that voice again!

Kill... kill... let it go...

...it's time...come on...don't hesitate...

That cold voice came from a distance, in a language that only the Slytherins could understand. I was walking in the corridor, and the Parseltongue was still echoing. I knew something was going to happen at Hogwarts...

Sure enough, during Quidditch on Saturday, Harry fell off the broom again.

I just found out some rumors about secret chambers from Bincy, the professor of the history of magic. The moment I went out, I heard a fierce noise outside, as if something happened, and several Hufflepuff students were chatting in the corridor What to say.

"It's too bad how a good game turned out like this, I hope Harry is okay."

"He fell from such a height, it's a good thing to be alive."

"It's really frustrating. I didn't see the result of Quidditch this time. In fact, I really want to see how Slytherin returns after a fiasco."

"Hush, Slytherin." I walked by, and one of them realized what I had just said when he saw the crest on my school uniform.

But I'm not interested in blaming them for their rudeness at the moment, and I walk right up to Draco, "What's going on? Isn't the Quidditch match over?"

"It's Harry. Harry fell off the broom and probably broke his hand. I thought he would be great." Draco looked extremely gloating in that green jersey.

"I think he's an idiot!" laughed Goyle beside him.

At this moment, a scream came from the corridor.After everyone was stunned for a second, they all ran over to see what happened.

When I arrived, what I saw was a Gryffindor first-year freshman standing there stiffly, his hand holding the camera was motionless at the moment, his face was pale, and his eyes showed incomparable surprise and fear, as if he had once Saw something terrible.

"Please step aside! Step aside!" It was Bob Richard, the prefect of Gryffindor. This guy is actually very annoying, he always likes to meddle in his own business.

"Oh, Merlin, isn't this Colin, how could this happen!" He recognized the frozen boy at a glance.

"Is he dead? Or is he under some kind of curse?" Someone asked next to him, but obviously Bob couldn't give an answer.

"He's not dead, but he's coming soon." I said indifferently.

"Randolph, how can you say that?" Bob was a little annoyed.

"I said Prefect Bob Richard of Gryffindor, instead of arguing uselessly with me here, you might as well inform Principal Dumbledore as soon as possible, and if it's later, this kid might really be doomed , Don’t I understand what I mean by saying that?” I folded my arms around my chest, just wanting to watch him play.

He blushed, and he might want to refute, but after a while, maybe he felt that I was right, and he told the students next to him, "Look at Colin here first, and I will go to Headmaster Dumbledore now .”

"It's not necessary. Instead of letting lower-grade students stay here to increase their danger, it's better to keep a few senior students. Of course, I think I'm quite suitable."

"What do you mean, the Slytherins will help us? Don't try to pull any tricks."

"If you think I'm playing tricks, then you can just let them stay. Of course, I can't guarantee that the danger will not come again. Maybe Dumbledore will find two frozen men when he arrives, um...or three .”

Frightened by me like this, it turns out that many students are unwilling to stay.

Bob had no choice but to temporarily agree, "Okay, but I'll be back soon." He didn't forget to look back at me before he left.

"Okay, let's go!" I urged impatiently, in fact, even if he doesn't come for a day, it's okay, anyway, no one in Slytherin will have any accidents, and I have a lot of time, but I want to If so, he'd probably be pissed off.

Draco Malfoy was the last one to leave. I thought I hadn't seen you for a few days, but this kid became bolder, but he just said, "Prefect Randolph, Aunt Daisy didn't see you in Quidditch, but I've been looking for you everywhere, and I think I'll tell you if I see it."

"Draco, if you were the last to leave because of something else, I would admire your courage. I think your father will be very happy to know."

He heard what I said, curled his lips and left bored.

Now that there is no one here, I quickly checked Colin to see if I could find any favorable clues.

Obviously judging from his surprised expression, he must have encountered something incredible.

I took the camera out of his hand, and tried to get the film out, and now, let me see what the Mudblood hit.

oh!Merlin!That's pretty much what I expected!

It's a snake!The snake in the dream!A huge and ferocious basilisk!It showed up on Colin's film with only half of it showing, but I knew it must actually be bigger!Maybe no one knows how many years it has been here.Probably, as Bincy said, it was Salazar who brought it in.

"Right here, Headmaster."

somebody is coming!I heard footsteps, it was Dumbledore, Bob brought Dumbledore, I took out my wand from my pocket and quickly cast a destroy spell, and the stack of film just now was quickly reduced to ashes in my hand.

When Dumbledore saw the stiff Colin, he acted very calm, as if he was not surprised by what happened, as if he expected it, and then he began to examine Colin carefully, when he saw the blank camera When he finally sighed, "Come on, Bob, bring Colin with you. Potter needs to know about it. I heard that Colin admires him. Now he has the right to know."

Bob carried Colin on his back, and of course he didn't thank me for my "kindness" in the end.

After Dumbledore and Bob left, the corridor was much quieter. I actually liked the feeling of being alone, it always makes me more awake when no one is around.

Slytherin, Chamber of Secrets, Basilisk, Mudblood, I connected these into a thread, and there seems to be a missing link in the middle, but wait, let me think, Chamber of Secrets, Basilisk, Mudblood, Lavatory, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and more!Ginny!Journal!Oh Merlin, how did I forget something so important!Yes, Chamber of Secrets, Basilisk, Diary, Mudblood.This is the right time!

"despair!"

At this moment, I heard something, it seemed that something had fallen to the ground.

"Who? Who's there?" The students had already left just now, before Dumbledore came, so who would appear in the corridor now?

"Come out, don't wait for me to catch you!"

I took out my wand and walked a few steps towards the place where the sound came out, ready to cast a fatal spell on him immediately if there was anything abnormal.

Then, I saw a short figure slowly walking out from behind the stone pillar in the corridor.

With disheveled red hair, a short body, and timid and shy eyes, isn't this Ginny!