This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The four founders of Hogwarts have many secrets.

Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is one, and Ravenclaw's crown is another.

Hufflepuff's gold cup is in the hands of her descendants, and only Gryffindor left the hat and sword in the school.

McGonagall, who held her head high and chest out, and Flitwick, who lowered his head helplessly, are a very sharp contrast.

But the one who was in the best mood was Snape, who was looking up at the Slytherin statue.

The double snake carving in front of the stone tunnel, and the huge statue reaching the ceiling inside the Chamber of Secrets.

Among the four founders, perhaps only Salazar Slytherin dared to leave such obvious traces.

Vincent held the Sorting Hat, "Mr. Hat, do you know where the basilisk will hide?"

"Hmm - I have to think about it seriously."

Looking through the huge Chamber of Secrets, there is basically no conspicuous mechanism such as trapdoors.

While the Sorting Hat was thinking, Harry said in Parseltongue that his mouth was dry because he said open the door.

He drank a large glass of water and started from the other wall. Hermione came to the statue of Slytherin, standing on tiptoe as if looking for some mechanism.

Snape was different from her.

He always felt that the pattern on the statue's robe might record some powerful magic.

If the patterns were replaced with ancient magic runes one by one, some unclear words would be obtained.

But if the order was rearranged, the sentences obtained were not smooth at all.

"I know!" Hermione stared at the statue's mouth.

"I know!" The Sorting Hat spoke almost at the same time as her.

"Mouth?" Vincent walked under the statue.

Judging from the size, it is indeed possible for the basilisk to enter and exit.

And this statue is very large, it is very likely to accommodate it for a thousand years.

"Salazar used to keep the basilisk baby in the cave of the current boathouse. I remember he said that the environment with little temperature difference is the most suitable."

The meaning of the Sorting Hat is very clear.

The closed environment has the smallest temperature difference.

The water pipe is the first layer, the stone wall is the second layer, and the tunnel is the third layer.

The last layer is the statue's mouth that Hermione found.

All the professors quickly drew their wands;

Vincent took out the Gunblade from his multi-purpose belt - a super-powered version;

Hermione and Cedric were all ready;

Dobby stood in front of Harry under the statue.

Behind him were four professors, and behind them were six little ones.

Once the basilisk inside came out, the professors would attract attention.

McGonagall would use the statue's mouth to reduce its size so as to trap the basilisk.

Snape acted as a meat shield, responsible for defending against the venom that was only slightly weaker than the eyes.

Flitwick, like Vincent, found the right time to attack the eyes, which had the most lethality.

When the eyes were ineffective and the venom was almost exhausted, the group battle would officially begin.

"hi

shar

hao

sar——" Harry was already very familiar with this snake language.

After his last tone fell, the statue's mouth began to open little by little.

Snape squinted his eyes and recited the Iron Armor spell that he had prepared for a long time.

With a translucent barrier that was two feet thick, it should not be a problem to resist the venom.

But the statue's mouth was completely open, and nothing appeared.

"It's not inside?"

"It's very likely, but we have to be extremely careful."

Harry retreated to Sprout's side and looked at the tunnel behind him.

This feeling was very strange, as if something was calling him.

"Did you hear any sound?"

"What sound?"

"It seemed to come from above."

"What!" Snape did not remove the armor spell, and also looked in the direction of the stone tunnel.

If the basilisk did not come back, if that person was not here, then...

"Boom--" A low muffled sound came from the tunnel.

"We've been tricked!" McGonagall trotted over.

The reason why the secret room is a secret room is because it is closed.

If all the entrances and exits are blocked, this will become a real secret room.

"Merlin's beard!" Flitwick thought of something more terrible.

The entrance is the girls' bathroom, and the total length of the tunnel is 3,000 feet, so the secret room must be at least more than 1,000 feet deep.

If there was something more exciting, such as pouring a lot of water down...

He was about to say this guess, when a big stone rolled down from the tunnel entrance.

McGonagall raised her hand to make it smaller, and a series of low and muffled sounds came.

"Is there a possibility-" Flitwick stood beside her, "after finding that blocking the road didn't work, he would choose to use something more exciting?"

"For example, water?" Snape lifted the armor spell and stared at Vincent coldly.

"Or fire?" Vincent pretended not to understand this look.

Everyone has curiosity.

If he hadn't found the entrance, if he hadn't called the professors, he would not dare to rush into the secret room.

A whole night of peace and tranquility?

Voldemort would not be so kind, and would only implement Slytherin's long-cherished wish more crazily.

If they were successfully blocked, there was a high probability that they would not be able to get out in a short time.

The four deans are here, and the only weapon that can cause damage to the basilisk is also here.

Who can resist?

The Divination professor who is either drunk or on his way to being drunk?

The Magizoology professor who is missing limbs?

Or the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who sleeps like a dead pig every day?

This night without Dumbledore was destined to be uneventful.

"You are careless, Wayne." Snape mocked coldly: "If you don't have the strength, resorting to strategy is the most basic of basics."

Vincent sarcastically said: "Yes, even the youngest dean in our history has forgotten this basic."

"Hey - if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be like this now."

"If I pretended not to see anything, would he let go of such a good opportunity?"

Snape and Vincent quarreled for a few words, then both ran to the tunnel entrance to reduce more and more stones into smaller pieces.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

Flitwick guessed correctly.

The water flows as expected, and the secret chamber alone cannot contain it.

Mag pointed the wand at the wall and tried many times but failed to make the space larger.

"A particularly complex magic fixed the size of the entire secret room."

Even she had no choice but to use Salazar Slytherin's magic.

"We just have to get smaller."

The turbulent water flow like a flood turned into water droplets floating upward.

"Minerva, you must have thought of it." Flitwick waved his wand, raising water droplets shrunk by Mag's transformation.

"He is consuming us." She pursed her lips, "Severus, how much range of fire can you control?"

Snape looked up at the water droplets in the green mist on the ceiling.

This size will definitely work.

As he released the fierce fire to dry up the water droplets, Vincent turned around very suddenly.

There is another way out!

Dobby is a house elf and can take them away despite the anti-Apparition spell!

Hermione also thought of this method.

But after the two said it, Snape immediately gave a cold face and vetoed:

"If they were a group, where do you two think we would show up?"

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