The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Chapter 113 The Forgotten Secret Room

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After Rolf lay in the dormitory for a while, he wanted to get up and continue practicing meditation, but he didn't know if Dumbledore would continue to monitor the entire school after Lockhart disappeared.

After experiencing such a time travel, he suddenly didn't want to practice anymore. But for someone who is used to being busy, suddenly relaxing would be a bit at a loss.

So should I think about how to help Professor Snape find Harry, or should I talk to that woman?

However, Rolf was sure that the school doctor's office must be under strict surveillance by Dumbledore, and his invisibility cloak probably couldn't isolate him from his probing.

It's so boring. I don't know what to do if I don't want to practice. It's all Lockhart's fault. He used some oblivion spell and made me have to go to the Forbidden Forest to practice.

If the space door could be opened in the dormitory, Rolf would not be so entangled.

Wait, did we forget something? The final level of second year is to defeat Lockhart.

No, no, it's Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. Although the second year is almost over, the basilisk must have a name. He can't be left safe in the underground cholera Hogwarts.

Well, it's actually the body of Rolf the Basilisk. By the way, not all of it is a treasure, but the venom and fangs are still of great breeding value.

In particular, its venom can destroy Horcruxes with an indestructible buff, so its value must be high.

Thinking of this, Rolf decided to get up and take a look, but he still had to be careful to avoid Dumbledore's surveillance. But I guess his attention was probably focused on that mysterious woman and he didn't have time to care about me.

He put on the invisibility cloak, then went to the girls' bathroom on the first floor, ready to find the water faucet leading to the secret room.

Rolf slowly opened the door of the old bathroom and looked up. Under a large stained and cracked mirror, there was a row of stone sinks with peeling surfaces.

The floor was wet, and the stumps of a few candles were burning low on the brackets, casting a dim light and casting a gloomy light on the floor.

Rolf looked at the horrific scenes around him and couldn't help but shudder. This is the world of children's literature, at least in second grade, but why is the scene here so unchildlike?

The paint on the wooden doors of each single room was peeling off and covered with scratches, as if they had been torn by something indescribable.

One door hung precariously off its hinges, creaking horribly as the wind blew through it.

Rolf tightened the invisibility cloak and boldly opened the door and walked in. He could still clearly hear Myrtle's sobs coming from the cubicle.

She keeps crying, from the time she turned into a ghost to now, isn't she tired?

He carefully searched the ordinary-looking pool. If he remembered correctly, the passage leading to the secret room should be at one of these faucets.

Rolf checked it inside and out, up and down, even the water pipes below. Finally, he saw a small snake on the side of a copper faucet.

If I'm not mistaken, that should be right here.

Although Rolf doesn't revert to snake talk, it doesn't stop him. After all, he still has the ability to communicate with all living things, not to mention snake language.

"Open." Rolf imagined the faucet as a snake, and then said slowly to the faucet.

Rolf originally estimated that the chance of success might be only 50%, and he was ready to ask Harry to record an audio for him, but firstly, he did not have the recording props in his hand, and secondly, he didn't know if Harry could tell the snake if he couldn't see it. Old accent.

It seems like I should start updating my Owl Notebook.But all this will have to wait until the summer vacation to start, because he has recently reached the critical period of visualization and has no time to do research such as updating.

Just when Rolf was thinking wildly, the faucet emitted a dazzling white light, and then began to spin rapidly.

Then a surprising scene appeared. In the quiet bathroom, the sink started moving with the faucet, making a gurgling sound.

Rolf watched as the pool slowly disappeared from sight, revealing a very thick water pipe, which could just fit a person into it.

Rolf looked at the situation inside the pipe and hesitated whether to get in. After all, this pipe had not been visited for a long time.

In the end, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the basilisk. He steeled himself and slowly got into the pipe, then let go and let himself slide down.

It felt like hurtling down a dark, slimy, endless slide, and quite a bit like riding a roller coaster.

He could even see that there were many more pipes branching out in all directions, like a network, but those other pipes were not as thick as this one, and it seemed that they should be a main line.

The tube he was sliding on had twists and turns, seven twists and turns, and the slope was very steep all the way down.

Rolf estimated that he had slipped to a very deep place under the school, even deeper than the underground classrooms.

Then, he suddenly fell to the ground, and the winding water pipe became horizontal. He slowly crawled out from the mouth of the pipe, and fell to the wet ground with a "pia" sound.

It was a dark stone tunnel large enough for a man to stand in it.Rolf speculated from the moist air around that this place might be under the Black Lake.

"Lumos" Rolf whispered into his wand and it glowed brightly.His footsteps pattered on the wet ground, making a loud sound.

It was so dark in the tunnel that Rolf could only see a small area in front of him.The light from the wand cast his shadow on the damp wall, making him look like a monster.

Coupled with the endless footsteps in the empty secret room, Rolf felt that his whole body was not well.

Although we know what we are going to face next, just like when we go to explore a haunted house, even though we know that the ghosts are played by the staff, we will still be frightened.

The tunnel was as silent as a tomb. He only heard an unexpected sound, a click, and found out that he had just stepped on a rat skull.

Rolf lowered his wand and examined the ground, finding the bones of small animals scattered here and there.It seems the basilisk hasn't digested the bones of things.

Not far away, Rolf saw the outline of a coiled behemoth lying motionless on the other side of the tunnel.

The light shone on a pair of huge snake skin, which was green and very bright. At first glance, it looked like the skin of a poisonous snake, coiled and lying on the ground of the tunnel, and the inside was empty.

Apparently, the basilisk that had just shed this layer of skin was at least twenty feet long, and felt as high as two stories high.

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