Chapter 128 In the Girls' Bathroom
Is this really the guy that Dumbledore likes?
Is this Fudge?
From a certain perspective, Fudge is quite remarkable.
In the eyes of the magic world, Fudge is just a yes-man for Dumbledore.
In Dumbledore's eyes, he is also an honest and obedient minister who is a little greedy for money.
And these images are all created by Fudge for everyone to see.
If Fudge had not been inexplicably inflated recently, I am afraid that he would not be able to catch his biggest weakness.
This is the best way to shirk responsibility. Just do this and show that you are very busy and you are paying attention. Even Riddle couldn't help but start complaining.
Yes, so you have to work hard and wait for the day when you don't want to be in Hogwarts. Maybe I will be dead by then. You may try to be the Minister of Magic to prevent the train of the British magic world from leaving the right track. Dumbledore smiled cunningly.
So you still haven't given up the idea of dying of old age! Riddle couldn't suppress his anger, which made his voice a little loud at the end of his words.
He also forgot that the magic that just blocked the sound leakage had been stopped by Dumbledore.
Tom, don't think I don't know your purpose. Dumbledore wanted to continue.
However, a voice interrupted their conversation.
Who are you! A scream accompanied by the sound of water splashing out was Myrtle, a man's voice! My body and heart belong to Harry Potter!
Why, you want to laugh at my foolish dream again? Toad wants to eat swan meat?
Only I know that Harry is worried about me, and even stopped the red-haired and vampire kid next to him from reporting me to the Ministry of Magic. Harry, oh, Harry Myrtle noticed someone and started talking nonsense.
Poor Harry. Dumbledore and Riddle said almost at the same time.
After a brief look at each other, Riddle bent down slightly and stepped aside, motioning Dumbledore to open the door.
Professor Dumbledore! Myrtle jumped back into the water tank, and the splashing water sprayed everywhere.
After pushing open the door, the bathroom was dimly lit because the gushing water extinguished the candles and made the walls and floors wet.
Riddle had a disgusted look on his face. He pulled out his wand and waved it. The candles lit up again and the ground became dry again.
In the water tank, Myrtle slightly exposed half of her head.
What did you see just now? Dumbledore asked softly.
It seemed that he should be here, as if it was a matter of course.
Myrtle was obviously infected by this attitude. In addition, Myrtle was Dumbledore's student when she died. She began to slowly calm down. I didn't see anything just now. Everything was the same as usual. But if it was you, then it might be wrong. Well, I was distracted just now.
Distracted? Dumbledore smiled as expected.
Professor, do you know Tom Riddle? He is a handsome boy from Slytherin and looks a lot like you. Myrtle blinked shyly.
He is my father. Riddle lied.
It is normal for a father and son to have the same name in the magic world.
Because they usually have a middle name in the middle of their names, the difference between seemingly identical names is this.
And it is generally not known to unfamiliar people.
It really seems that no, I have Harry. How can you do this? Myrtle muttered in the pool. Myrtle, please leave for a while. We suspect that someone has broken in here and need to investigate. Under Dumbledore's instructions, Myrtle looked at Riddle reluctantly, and then sank into the water tank, and no one knew where she went.
Right here? After Myrtle left, Dumbledore looked at a copper faucet under the pool in front of him.
It was obvious, and I don't know why no one has noticed it: only this faucet has not been producing water, and only its side has a snake tattooed on it. Riddle couldn't help rolling his eyes. In front of Dumbledore, he looked more and more like a normal little wizard. Suddenly, a strange hissing sound came from his mouth and opened it. .
Suddenly, the faucet emitted a dazzling white light and began to rotate rapidly.
Then, the pool also moved. They watched the pool slowly disappear from sight, revealing a very thick water pipe that could accommodate a person.
Diving in? Could Slytherin be an Animagus, a snake? Dumbledore said after bending down to check.
I think, well, maybe.
I suggest you don't be too surprised, just follow me. Dumbledore didn't have time to think about why he was surprised, and jumped down with Riddle.
No, it would be more appropriate to slide down.
He also understood why he should be surprised.
That is, this slide is really disgusting, and it is covered with a sticky liquid.
What's more disgusting is that with his own magic level, a little darkness can't block his vision.
This allows him to clearly see every strand of yellow-green mucus and the corpses of the insects inside.
However, these mucus are not without benefits, which also allows them to slide very quickly.
On the way, he can also see many thinner pipes branching out in all directions. I think the basilisk may slide through them on weekdays.
Their pipe twisted and turned, with a very steep slope all the way down.
Dumbledore estimated that it must have slid for several miles, and had slid very deep under the school grounds, probably to the bottom of the lake.
After an unknown amount of time, he began to feel that the water pipe had become horizontal, and he emerged from the pipe mouth and fell to the wet ground with a plop.
This is a dark stone tunnel, big enough for a person to stand inside. Riddle was standing in front of him, pointing his wand at himself and using a cleansing wand.
I still don't understand why the Chamber of Secrets was built like this. Riddle looked at the ground with disdain.
The ground was also very damp, and there were bones of small animals everywhere.
Maybe it has something to do with Slytherin's origin. As we all know, Slytherin was born in a damp swamp.
And these environments that ordinary people hate may make people feel like returning home. Dumbledore guessed.
At the same time, Dumbledore's light blue eyes began to light up faintly, and he seemed to be looking for traces of a third person.
Have you ever thought that this place is so disgusting, maybe that person flew in.
Also, why didn't you fly down just now, you want to feel the touch of the slide? Riddle complained.
Fly? Maybe.
I think it's better to be cautious in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and keep more magic. Dumbledore sighed.
He found no trace of any third person.
Wait, what is that?
