Chapter 187： Enter the secret room

Chapter 187

They crept out of the portrait hole. Today may be the last day of Hogwarts, and the ghosts and teachers are still patrolling guards in the corridors faithfully.

Fortunately, it was not the first time that they wandered around at night, and they slipped past the guardian teacher and the patrolling ghost. They walked through the dim corridor with "Heir's enemy, be careful!" on the wall, and came to the bathroom where the crying Myrtle was.

When they entered the bathroom, they closed the door. George walked out of the shadows. He wore a black robe, a tall figure, and a serious face, which brought a huge pressure to people. Even the crying Myrtle hid away silently.

He frowned slightly, "Everything is here."

He hadn't expected that there would be so many people before, because the door of the secret room needed to be opened in snake language. He just wanted to call Harry over, so he only left a note for Harry.

Hermione was completely unaffected by George’s pressure. She took a few steps forward and said in a firm tone, “We have acted for so long for the college. The college is already facing the threat of being closed, we can’t continue to sit and watch. Go down."

She continued, "If the action fails tonight, we don't want to be sent out of the academy in a daze."

Listening to Hermione's words, George eased his brows and said helplessly, "Well, let me arrange it. Time is a little tight. Let's talk while walking."

"Not long ago, I just sorted out Riddle's memory. I found the location of the secret room in Riddle's memory. I also know that Riddle is not only the heir of fifty years ago, but he was also the one who opened the secret room this time. The hands and feet made from it."

As George spoke, he led everyone to the sink in the bathroom.

This pool looks very ordinary, and the only thing that makes people look at it, is the side of a copper dragon head, engraved with a lifelike snake.

Seeing the crowds, Myrtle followed curiously. She whispered, "This faucet is broken and there is never water."

Harry had never seen Myrtle so cautious and kind. Most of the time, she was hysterical and neurotic.

"Harry, treat it as a snake and read it in snake language." George pointed to the carved snake and gestured to Harry.

Harry set his eyes on the snake, trying desperately to convince himself that it was a real snake. His eyes widened and motionless, trying to imagine a snake. Under the candlelight swaying in a trance, the snake seemed to really twist.

"turn on."

As everyone watched, Harry made a chilling hiss in his mouth, which was snake language.

As soon as Harry's words fell, the faucet by the pool flashed white light and began to spin quickly. Then, there was movement in the pool, and the pool slowly disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a very thick water pipe that could accommodate people to drill in.

Myrtle looked a little dazed, and muttered vaguely, "I seem to be thinking of something. I remember a pair of scary yellow eyes. They seemed to emerge from here, and then I floated and floated."

George stepped forward and looked in. "Oh, it's really dirty inside."

He shot a white light with his magic wand, and the white light kept shining deep into the tube, but was scattered into multiple strands in the middle.

He paused for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go down first. After Harry breaks, the others will follow."

After speaking, George didn't forget to put a protective charm on everyone, he whispered, "At least this can block the mud." Then the first one slid down the pipe.

Then Hermione didn't delay, she slid down the tube directly behind George. Ron let his sister Ginny before him, and saw her sister sliding down the pipe, and he immediately followed.

In the end it was Harry, who saw that everyone was gone, so he got into the pipe.

The feeling was very uncomfortable, and Harry felt like a pile of trash being washed into the dark, sticky, endless sewer. He also saw that around this big pipe, many smaller pipes diverged in all directions. This was the main sewer, and the others were branches.

He turned around in the tube, stunned by the inner wall of the tube, bumping all the way to the depths of the college underground. He felt that he had been slipping in the pipe for a long time, which was much deeper than the underground classroom.

Finally, after a long fall, he touched the solid ground for the first time. The water pipe turned from a **** to a level, he was jetted out violently, and fell on the wet ground with a puff.

Ron came up and grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him up. He straightened his glasses and looked around.

With the light on George's wand Harry looked around. This is a narrow dark stone tunnel, which seems to have a very long history. The ground and the walls are moist, sticky sludge, like a nest of underground monsters.

"We are several feet below the school." Harry estimated the distance from here to the bathroom.

"Maybe this is under the lake." Ron said thoughtfully, looking at the damp walls around him.

"Okay, it's the order just now. Although such a tunnel will not suddenly appear large creatures, but also pay attention to possible traps." George said solemnly, and he took the lead to guard against possible risks.

He regretted it a little. Under such a tunnel and such an environment, he had no confidence to protect everyone. I can only hope that there will be no other dangers besides the basilisk here.

Although worried, he didn't waste time. At this time, he could only get rid of the basilisk as soon as possible and leave here as soon as possible.

The tunnel was small and dark. Even though Harry and Ron used their wands to conjure light, the narrow tunnel could only reach a small area in front of them.

They stiffly walked along the tunnel all the way, stepping on the wet and slippery ground, making a disgusting "chirp, chirp" sound.

If there is a sudden "click" sound under your feet, then someone must have stepped on the bones of some animal. In this environment, everyone is not well. The only thing that can give them a little comfort is that the tall and strong figure of George in front of him also brings peace of mind to people when they are greatly oppressed.

George in front stopped suddenly, and they walked up one by one, standing behind George.

"It's the peeled skin of the basilisk. It seems that we are not far from it." George said, walking towards a huge black figure in front, and brought the light from the wand closer to that figure.

(To be continued.)