Chapter 202 A Secret!
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 202 A Secret!
1992年的9月2日，下午15点35分零五秒。
This time is the moment when the Hogwarts cataclysm is coming.
—It was Professor McGonagall who first discovered this fact.
And the little wizard who was almost fainted after opening the door.
After the door of the Transfiguration classroom was opened,
At the beginning, it was only a trace of green mist pouring into the classroom floor from the corridor outside. It was so thin that it could only cover the ankles.
But at that time, everyone could smell the salty and sour smell, and the olfactory cells in their nostrils had already begun to tear their brains, sending out fatal warnings.
— Get out of here quickly.
It didn't take long for the mist to slowly rise like a tide... from the calf to the thigh, and then the entire lower body was about to be submerged.
Some young wizards with a keen sense of smell have already rolled their eyes and passed out.
The rest will either try their best to climb the high place, or wade through the fog... Try to get out of here before the green 'tide' floods the entire corridor.
Some of the little wizards of Xiaojiling ignored Professor McGonagall's livid face, and jumped out of Hogwarts Castle through the window.
- towards the 'free' air.
On the other hand, Professor McGonagall had remembered what it was.
——She smelled this smell from the group of little wizards this morning.
At that time, Professor Sprout explained that this was to wake up the little wizards who were stunned by the Mandrake, and had to use the juice of Rafflesia.
She said it was an accident, and the smell had already been dealt with, and the smell on the little wizard's body could be dissipated as long as he took more baths.
"Professor Sprout, what the hell are you doing!"
Professor McGonagall's mouth was tightly pursed, and the anger gushing from behind his glasses almost crushed his wand.
Afterwards, she put the [Bubble Curse] on the heads of each of the little wizards, and then took the lead into the corridor outside the classroom, whipping up a gust of wind, blowing away the mist in front of her, revealing a road that barely led to the outside of the castle.
Finally, she led the little wizard with [a big head slipping away] and fled outside Hogwarts Castle.
After a sigh of relief,
They looked back at Hogwarts Castle,
——At this time, almost from the first floor to the eighth floor, even all the windows of the four towers were emitting green mist one by one.
The whole castle was enveloped by the stench.
Crowds of black owls flew out of the owl hut as if they were 'fleeing from the wilderness', flapping their wings vigorously, neighing continuously, and kept away from here.
— some even wobbled and looked like they were about to fall in smoke.
At this time, all the wizards in Hogwarts Castle have also realized what happened.
Unlike muggles, wizards have their own ways to escape.
There are those flying out of the windows on broomsticks, (most of these are seniors or Quidditch teams)
Professor Flitwick used the [Levitation Curse] to send a large number of junior wizards out of the castle through the window.
Some are more unfortunate, such as Professor Snape who was teaching in the basement...he simply lost his nose, and then waved his wand in front of him to blow a strong wind, temporarily blowing away the fog like Professor McGonagall, and led a group of students to speed up (it seemed that he had cast other spells) and rushed out with their heads covered.
More senior students jumped out of the window directly, cast [Shock Absorbing Curse] and then landed on the ground in various postures (most of them are safe, but not very beautiful,...the flat sand landing, or the buttocks facing the sky).
——This scene is magical and unreal, indescribable.
Professor McGuffin had never seen or heard anything like this since the founding of Hogwarts.
Relate to the information you knew this morning.
This filled her with rage to find the culprit.
—Professor Sprout's Trouble.
But I saw Professor Sprout wearing her dusty robe, hurriedly and panic-stricken coming from the direction of the second greenhouse.
"What's going on? Professor McGonagall!"
She didn't expect that when they met, she would ask this instead.
"You ask me?" Professor McGonagall simply laughed angrily.
"Didn't the same thing happen this morning? Don't you know what happened? Pomona!"
At this time, a noisy wind blows, bringing a 'fresh' taste of 'rich and salty'.
Sprout smelled it suddenly, almost turned over, and after shaking a few times, she suddenly realized what had happened.
"Could it be..."
Professor McGonagall stared at her closely.
Professor Pomona Sprout lowered her head in thought and muttered to herself.
"Is that the juice from the Rafflesia flower?"
"Didn't I tell McGuffin? Be careful..."
Professor McGonagall showed an unexpected expression. Before she could speak, a cold voice sounded beside her.
"Aha! I knew it a long time ago! I knew it a long time ago!..." After returning to Hogwarts Castle and recovering his noseless face, Professor Snape came to Professor McGuffin with a cold face and heard the conversation between the two.
"I told Dumbledore last semester that this little lunatic will blow up Hogwarts sooner or later..."
"If you want me to say that this little lunatic should have been fired long ago!"
Snape had a very natural blend of exasperation and, as expected, mixed emotions on his face.
"Professor Snape!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed in surprise, she looked at the professor who was jumping.
"Don't tell me you haven't thought about Professor McGonagall that much, didn't you say that this little wizard is a bit 'evil' (in Chinese)?" Snape asked bluntly.
"But...but..." Professor McGonagall was a little speechless.
Snape ignored it, and continued as if asking himself a question.
——There is a rushing tone that finally caught you.
"Then... our dear Mr. MacGuffin Albert..."
"Where is he now...?"
……
In the women's bathroom on the second floor of Hogwarts.
Of course, there is no escape from the biggest crisis in Hogwarts history.
The green mist blended with the wet ground, and the stone pool that had fallen off the surface was already filled with the green gas, reflecting the figures of Harry and McGuffin in the large dim mirror that was almost shattered into several pieces.
——They had already smelled the stench on the road. At that time, McGuffin had already guessed that Ron would probably smash the flask, releasing the rafflesia juice inside, recreating the disaster scene outside the third greenhouse this morning.
He told all this to the confused Harry.
This made Harry a little worried.
But I can't take care of it anymore... At that time, McGuffin's entire face had already begun to be completely covered with black scales, and his face became pointed and elongated, like a snake.
Harry quickly helped McGuffin to the women's bathroom on the second floor where almost no one came in.
Their first trouble first...
"Oh, it's you..." Myrtle was sitting on a toilet tank when she saw Harry and MacGuffin.
(They turned Malfoy into women's clothes last semester and put them on the stairs on the second floor)
But after seeing McGuffin's dress, Myrtle became very interested in McGuffin.
"Why are you covering your face?"
— Time is running out!
McGuffin quickly pulled Harry, reminding him that he was about to change shape, and quickly led her away as they had previously discussed.
Because according to what McGuffin learned from the original book, the little ghost witch should be most interested in...
"What? There are many little wizards who have been poisoned by the poisonous mist and fainted..."
"Hey hey! Could it be that there will be little wizards who will become little ghosts?"
Her whole demeanor changed at once.
Myrtle said with relish, "I must go and see... is there any ghost of the little wizard willing to share a toilet with me..."
"Little wizard! Little wizard! . . . Little ghost, little ghost!"
Humming, her translucent body passed through the broken bathroom door... Get out of here.
After the two breathed a sigh of relief,
Harry blamed himself a little. Didn't he think it was... not good to lie to a foolish ghost like this?
McGuffin was unable to speak to Harry at this time.
—even in Parseltongue.
His lower body gradually began to deform, and the two legs gradually merged into one, becoming twisted and bent.
A soft almost spread above the ground.
It was the first time for Harry to see the appearance of a McGuffin's [Blood Curse] attack, although he had once seen a situation where a McGuffin returned to its original state.
But observing close at hand - my friend was turned into a snake...
This painful picture still made his hair stand on end.
——McGuffin's black robe gradually merged with him, turning into densely arranged black scales, the body began to twist like a boneless body, and the arms and legs merged with the body and slowly merged into it...
McGuffin groaned in pain.
Until the big black snake with silvery white spots reappeared in front of Harry.
"McGuffin... are you all right?" Harry called hastily after clearing his throat and trying several times before hissing Parseltongue.
The MacGuffin (snake) lay motionless on the ground.
Just as Harry was carefully moving his steps closer to the body of the big black snake.
He began to meander, lifting his oval snake's head and staring at Harry with open amber pupils.
The two (snakes) looked at each other——
"McGuffin (his-hiss)?" Harry asked.
"It's me (hiss—)!" replied the MacGuffin.
——It was lucky this time, McGuffin didn't lose his mind like last time.
Harry immediately felt relieved. After all, he was still a little nervous when he was stared at by a one-meter-long snake.
"What on earth should we do... and Ron, Hermione and the others will be fine!" (Hiss...)
Although it was too late to inform Ron and Hermione of the two of them because of the urgency of McGuffin's situation, Harry still felt extremely guilty and worried about leaving his two friends behind and leaving them in that predicament.
"It's nothing. After all, Dumbledore is still here... At most, they will be fainted like I was in the morning, and they will wake up automatically when they get used to it... But I'm afraid they need to take a bath more!"
(hiss...)
McGuffin neighed continuously while spitting out letters.
However, as the green mist began to seep into the abandoned women's bathroom through the gap in the door.
McGuffin (snake) felt the familiar stench in the air from the letter (tongue). Although his body as a human has probably adapted to this smell, after being a snake, the smell in the air collected through the letter of the snake is a completely different feeling.
(Although snakes have noses, noses have almost no sense of smell.)
——The two forks on the snake's letter (tongue) can almost collect the most subtle odor molecules in the air, and then quickly send them to the nose picker on the roof of the mouth, and then connect to the cranial nerve through the olfactory nerve.As long as a small amount of chemical molecules contained in the air passes through this highly sensitive olfactory area, the snake can distinguish what it is.
just now……
The MacGuffin (snake) swallows and swallows letters quickly, and the two forks continue to expand and contract repeatedly, shaking from side to side.
An exceptionally keen sense of smell... the ever-increasing stench was about to drive him mad.
——Originally, the smell of this abandoned bathroom was not very pleasant, but now the stench (rafflesia juice) constantly intruding from outside made the McGuffin in this state completely unbearable.
Harry watched in amazement that the McGuffin (snake) kept shaking its tail, its head swaying from side to side, and its body twisting constantly.
——It looks even more painful than when it was transformed just now.
"McGuffin, didn't you...?"
Before he finished speaking, Harry also began to smell the smell of 'the gods retreat'.
After the green mist eroded into the room and began to blend with the stagnant water, the smell was even more 'invincible'.
vomit--
One person and one snake felt nauseated and vomited almost at the same time.
"Looks like it's a big deal!" (hiss-hiss)
"The smell from the rafflesia flower juice this morning is not so strong, and the range of damage is not so large..." (hiss...)
Harry also confirmed the McGuffin guess.
"You should go to Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, or other professors who know about my situation... Go and tell them... Otherwise, I will be expelled if someone finds out..." (Hiss...)
McGuffin told Harry the serious consequences of the incident.
"And this time there will definitely be big troubles. Some of the professors should stay in the hall, or arrange other little wizards in the castle to sort things out... Harry, tell the professors about the rafflesia juice in the flask..." (hiss...)
"Then you..." (hiss—)
"Where can I go with my current appearance!" (Hiss-ss-)
McGuffin said.
After that, Harry turned around and rushed out before the green mist covered the entire corridor.
McGuffin was left alone, looking a little scared at the peeling old pool (the door of the secret room)... The basilisk won't come out of here!
Probably not... Although the basilisk is a monster hatched by a toad in a rooster's egg, it looks like it has a part of a snake after all. It should also use the letter (tongue) to distinguish the smell, and it will not be able to stand the smell just like myself.
It will definitely be hiding in the underground secret room.
--I guess so! ?
McGuffin could only comfort himself in this way.
MD!
Slytherin, old pervert...why did you put the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in the women's bathroom?
"Wait!! It seems... I found a Huadian (secret)!"
McGuffin remembered that the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets seemed to be on the faucet...
Did the wizarding world invent pools hundreds of years ago?water pipe?Faucet?
This is this...
Let me take it easy and straighten out my thoughts.
Behind this is not another Hogwarts conspiracy that cannot be further investigated (during the tenure of a certain Hogwarts headmaster in modern times, someone secretly built this secret room according to legends and put a basilisk in it), or it has never changed here, and it has always looked like it has been for hundreds of years...
In this case……
The Slytherin (one of the Big Four) who is famous for his pure blood is actually the inventor of the faucet... plus the toilet?
— Wardfark!
I checked the information on the Internet again. Hogwarts was built in the 11th century, and the faucet appeared in Istanbul in the 16th century.
(End of this chapter)
1992年的9月2日，下午15点35分零五秒。
This time is the moment when the Hogwarts cataclysm is coming.
—It was Professor McGonagall who first discovered this fact.
And the little wizard who was almost fainted after opening the door.
After the door of the Transfiguration classroom was opened,
At the beginning, it was only a trace of green mist pouring into the classroom floor from the corridor outside. It was so thin that it could only cover the ankles.
But at that time, everyone could smell the salty and sour smell, and the olfactory cells in their nostrils had already begun to tear their brains, sending out fatal warnings.
— Get out of here quickly.
It didn't take long for the mist to slowly rise like a tide... from the calf to the thigh, and then the entire lower body was about to be submerged.
Some young wizards with a keen sense of smell have already rolled their eyes and passed out.
The rest will either try their best to climb the high place, or wade through the fog... Try to get out of here before the green 'tide' floods the entire corridor.
Some of the little wizards of Xiaojiling ignored Professor McGonagall's livid face, and jumped out of Hogwarts Castle through the window.
- towards the 'free' air.
On the other hand, Professor McGonagall had remembered what it was.
——She smelled this smell from the group of little wizards this morning.
At that time, Professor Sprout explained that this was to wake up the little wizards who were stunned by the Mandrake, and had to use the juice of Rafflesia.
She said it was an accident, and the smell had already been dealt with, and the smell on the little wizard's body could be dissipated as long as he took more baths.
"Professor Sprout, what the hell are you doing!"
Professor McGonagall's mouth was tightly pursed, and the anger gushing from behind his glasses almost crushed his wand.
Afterwards, she put the [Bubble Curse] on the heads of each of the little wizards, and then took the lead into the corridor outside the classroom, whipping up a gust of wind, blowing away the mist in front of her, revealing a road that barely led to the outside of the castle.
Finally, she led the little wizard with [a big head slipping away] and fled outside Hogwarts Castle.
After a sigh of relief,
They looked back at Hogwarts Castle,
——At this time, almost from the first floor to the eighth floor, even all the windows of the four towers were emitting green mist one by one.
The whole castle was enveloped by the stench.
Crowds of black owls flew out of the owl hut as if they were 'fleeing from the wilderness', flapping their wings vigorously, neighing continuously, and kept away from here.
— some even wobbled and looked like they were about to fall in smoke.
At this time, all the wizards in Hogwarts Castle have also realized what happened.
Unlike muggles, wizards have their own ways to escape.
There are those flying out of the windows on broomsticks, (most of these are seniors or Quidditch teams)
Professor Flitwick used the [Levitation Curse] to send a large number of junior wizards out of the castle through the window.
Some are more unfortunate, such as Professor Snape who was teaching in the basement...he simply lost his nose, and then waved his wand in front of him to blow a strong wind, temporarily blowing away the fog like Professor McGonagall, and led a group of students to speed up (it seemed that he had cast other spells) and rushed out with their heads covered.
More senior students jumped out of the window directly, cast [Shock Absorbing Curse] and then landed on the ground in various postures (most of them are safe, but not very beautiful,...the flat sand landing, or the buttocks facing the sky).
——This scene is magical and unreal, indescribable.
Professor McGuffin had never seen or heard anything like this since the founding of Hogwarts.
Relate to the information you knew this morning.
This filled her with rage to find the culprit.
—Professor Sprout's Trouble.
But I saw Professor Sprout wearing her dusty robe, hurriedly and panic-stricken coming from the direction of the second greenhouse.
"What's going on? Professor McGonagall!"
She didn't expect that when they met, she would ask this instead.
"You ask me?" Professor McGonagall simply laughed angrily.
"Didn't the same thing happen this morning? Don't you know what happened? Pomona!"
At this time, a noisy wind blows, bringing a 'fresh' taste of 'rich and salty'.
Sprout smelled it suddenly, almost turned over, and after shaking a few times, she suddenly realized what had happened.
"Could it be..."
Professor McGonagall stared at her closely.
Professor Pomona Sprout lowered her head in thought and muttered to herself.
"Is that the juice from the Rafflesia flower?"
"Didn't I tell McGuffin? Be careful..."
Professor McGonagall showed an unexpected expression. Before she could speak, a cold voice sounded beside her.
"Aha! I knew it a long time ago! I knew it a long time ago!..." After returning to Hogwarts Castle and recovering his noseless face, Professor Snape came to Professor McGuffin with a cold face and heard the conversation between the two.
"I told Dumbledore last semester that this little lunatic will blow up Hogwarts sooner or later..."
"If you want me to say that this little lunatic should have been fired long ago!"
Snape had a very natural blend of exasperation and, as expected, mixed emotions on his face.
"Professor Snape!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed in surprise, she looked at the professor who was jumping.
"Don't tell me you haven't thought about Professor McGonagall that much, didn't you say that this little wizard is a bit 'evil' (in Chinese)?" Snape asked bluntly.
"But...but..." Professor McGonagall was a little speechless.
Snape ignored it, and continued as if asking himself a question.
——There is a rushing tone that finally caught you.
"Then... our dear Mr. MacGuffin Albert..."
"Where is he now...?"
……
In the women's bathroom on the second floor of Hogwarts.
Of course, there is no escape from the biggest crisis in Hogwarts history.
The green mist blended with the wet ground, and the stone pool that had fallen off the surface was already filled with the green gas, reflecting the figures of Harry and McGuffin in the large dim mirror that was almost shattered into several pieces.
——They had already smelled the stench on the road. At that time, McGuffin had already guessed that Ron would probably smash the flask, releasing the rafflesia juice inside, recreating the disaster scene outside the third greenhouse this morning.
He told all this to the confused Harry.
This made Harry a little worried.
But I can't take care of it anymore... At that time, McGuffin's entire face had already begun to be completely covered with black scales, and his face became pointed and elongated, like a snake.
Harry quickly helped McGuffin to the women's bathroom on the second floor where almost no one came in.
Their first trouble first...
"Oh, it's you..." Myrtle was sitting on a toilet tank when she saw Harry and MacGuffin.
(They turned Malfoy into women's clothes last semester and put them on the stairs on the second floor)
But after seeing McGuffin's dress, Myrtle became very interested in McGuffin.
"Why are you covering your face?"
— Time is running out!
McGuffin quickly pulled Harry, reminding him that he was about to change shape, and quickly led her away as they had previously discussed.
Because according to what McGuffin learned from the original book, the little ghost witch should be most interested in...
"What? There are many little wizards who have been poisoned by the poisonous mist and fainted..."
"Hey hey! Could it be that there will be little wizards who will become little ghosts?"
Her whole demeanor changed at once.
Myrtle said with relish, "I must go and see... is there any ghost of the little wizard willing to share a toilet with me..."
"Little wizard! Little wizard! . . . Little ghost, little ghost!"
Humming, her translucent body passed through the broken bathroom door... Get out of here.
After the two breathed a sigh of relief,
Harry blamed himself a little. Didn't he think it was... not good to lie to a foolish ghost like this?
McGuffin was unable to speak to Harry at this time.
—even in Parseltongue.
His lower body gradually began to deform, and the two legs gradually merged into one, becoming twisted and bent.
A soft almost spread above the ground.
It was the first time for Harry to see the appearance of a McGuffin's [Blood Curse] attack, although he had once seen a situation where a McGuffin returned to its original state.
But observing close at hand - my friend was turned into a snake...
This painful picture still made his hair stand on end.
——McGuffin's black robe gradually merged with him, turning into densely arranged black scales, the body began to twist like a boneless body, and the arms and legs merged with the body and slowly merged into it...
McGuffin groaned in pain.
Until the big black snake with silvery white spots reappeared in front of Harry.
"McGuffin... are you all right?" Harry called hastily after clearing his throat and trying several times before hissing Parseltongue.
The MacGuffin (snake) lay motionless on the ground.
Just as Harry was carefully moving his steps closer to the body of the big black snake.
He began to meander, lifting his oval snake's head and staring at Harry with open amber pupils.
The two (snakes) looked at each other——
"McGuffin (his-hiss)?" Harry asked.
"It's me (hiss—)!" replied the MacGuffin.
——It was lucky this time, McGuffin didn't lose his mind like last time.
Harry immediately felt relieved. After all, he was still a little nervous when he was stared at by a one-meter-long snake.
"What on earth should we do... and Ron, Hermione and the others will be fine!" (Hiss...)
Although it was too late to inform Ron and Hermione of the two of them because of the urgency of McGuffin's situation, Harry still felt extremely guilty and worried about leaving his two friends behind and leaving them in that predicament.
"It's nothing. After all, Dumbledore is still here... At most, they will be fainted like I was in the morning, and they will wake up automatically when they get used to it... But I'm afraid they need to take a bath more!"
(hiss...)
McGuffin neighed continuously while spitting out letters.
However, as the green mist began to seep into the abandoned women's bathroom through the gap in the door.
McGuffin (snake) felt the familiar stench in the air from the letter (tongue). Although his body as a human has probably adapted to this smell, after being a snake, the smell in the air collected through the letter of the snake is a completely different feeling.
(Although snakes have noses, noses have almost no sense of smell.)
——The two forks on the snake's letter (tongue) can almost collect the most subtle odor molecules in the air, and then quickly send them to the nose picker on the roof of the mouth, and then connect to the cranial nerve through the olfactory nerve.As long as a small amount of chemical molecules contained in the air passes through this highly sensitive olfactory area, the snake can distinguish what it is.
just now……
The MacGuffin (snake) swallows and swallows letters quickly, and the two forks continue to expand and contract repeatedly, shaking from side to side.
An exceptionally keen sense of smell... the ever-increasing stench was about to drive him mad.
——Originally, the smell of this abandoned bathroom was not very pleasant, but now the stench (rafflesia juice) constantly intruding from outside made the McGuffin in this state completely unbearable.
Harry watched in amazement that the McGuffin (snake) kept shaking its tail, its head swaying from side to side, and its body twisting constantly.
——It looks even more painful than when it was transformed just now.
"McGuffin, didn't you...?"
Before he finished speaking, Harry also began to smell the smell of 'the gods retreat'.
After the green mist eroded into the room and began to blend with the stagnant water, the smell was even more 'invincible'.
vomit--
One person and one snake felt nauseated and vomited almost at the same time.
"Looks like it's a big deal!" (hiss-hiss)
"The smell from the rafflesia flower juice this morning is not so strong, and the range of damage is not so large..." (hiss...)
Harry also confirmed the McGuffin guess.
"You should go to Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, or other professors who know about my situation... Go and tell them... Otherwise, I will be expelled if someone finds out..." (Hiss...)
McGuffin told Harry the serious consequences of the incident.
"And this time there will definitely be big troubles. Some of the professors should stay in the hall, or arrange other little wizards in the castle to sort things out... Harry, tell the professors about the rafflesia juice in the flask..." (hiss...)
"Then you..." (hiss—)
"Where can I go with my current appearance!" (Hiss-ss-)
McGuffin said.
After that, Harry turned around and rushed out before the green mist covered the entire corridor.
McGuffin was left alone, looking a little scared at the peeling old pool (the door of the secret room)... The basilisk won't come out of here!
Probably not... Although the basilisk is a monster hatched by a toad in a rooster's egg, it looks like it has a part of a snake after all. It should also use the letter (tongue) to distinguish the smell, and it will not be able to stand the smell just like myself.
It will definitely be hiding in the underground secret room.
--I guess so! ?
McGuffin could only comfort himself in this way.
MD!
Slytherin, old pervert...why did you put the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in the women's bathroom?
"Wait!! It seems... I found a Huadian (secret)!"
McGuffin remembered that the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets seemed to be on the faucet...
Did the wizarding world invent pools hundreds of years ago?water pipe?Faucet?
This is this...
Let me take it easy and straighten out my thoughts.
Behind this is not another Hogwarts conspiracy that cannot be further investigated (during the tenure of a certain Hogwarts headmaster in modern times, someone secretly built this secret room according to legends and put a basilisk in it), or it has never changed here, and it has always looked like it has been for hundreds of years...
In this case……
The Slytherin (one of the Big Four) who is famous for his pure blood is actually the inventor of the faucet... plus the toilet?
— Wardfark!
I checked the information on the Internet again. Hogwarts was built in the 11th century, and the faucet appeared in Istanbul in the 16th century.
(End of this chapter)
