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Luna also mouthed: "Mrs. Pomfrey asked me to supervise you!"

"Understood!" Weizet continued to mouth, "I will definitely not enter the campus hospital...at least not me."

Luna nodded heavily, clenched her fists and made a cheering gesture.

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Watching Weizet's retreating back, Fred protested: "Can you guys speak? This makes me so anxious...what on earth did you say?"

George echoed from the side: "I feel like I need Snape's help now. I need to eat some yellow gentian and honeysuckle... Hannah, Neville, do you want it?"

"Why do you need to eat these?" Neville scratched his head, "Yellow gentian... is it a fever caused by the flu? Will you catch a cold after drinking Coolick?"

Luna couldn't help laughing, and the corners of her mouth curved into a nice smile.

Fred looked strange, "It's such a familiar way of saying it...are you following Weizet?"

Neville nodded and explained honestly: "Vizet told me to let me understand other magic through herbalism."

"So I memorized a lot of stuff, and I think... it's pretty useful. I feel like I can learn much faster than before... except for potions class."

Hannah agreed: "I think so too..."

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Weizet left the hallway and hurried toward the abandoned bathroom.

A tabby cat appeared next to him and soon transformed into Professor McGonagall.

They were running quickly down the corridor, Filch's vicious voice floating around them, "What are you doing here? Let me see...which school rule did you violate!"

Several students' horrified voices rang out: "Filch is here! Let's run!"

Obviously, this was Dumbledore's arrangement, asking Filch to disperse the students on this road to avoid attracting more people's attention.

The journey was smooth, and they soon entered the abandoned bathroom, where Dumbledore was already standing in front of the sink.

In front of him, there was a notebook made of golden powder floating, which should be the visible effect brought about by the tracking spell.

"Albus, do you really want to bring Weizet?" Professor McGonagall asked worriedly, "At least for a student, the basilisk is too dangerous!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, causing the golden powder to disappear. "Minerva, you should still remember the transformation magic from last school year...before the Christmas vacation..."

Professor McGonagall immediately asked: "You can transform into a devil's net by transforming into a human form, thereby gaining the perception of the devil's net?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall." Vizette nodded, "I will not face the glare of the Basilisk...and I also have a reason to find it."

"We can also add some protection...such as a pair of glasses?" Dumbledore conjured a pair of half-moon glasses, "This will be safer."

Weizet put on his glasses, but felt something strange, so he touched the lenses with his fingers.

"Lens made of water flow..." The seemingly solid lens could allow his fingers to pass through it. "Principal Dumbledore, I understand!"

"The stagnant water flowing out from here... Mrs. Norris saw the basilisk in the water... so it was petrified..."

"Look!" Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall, "With a pair of glasses like this, we don't need a coffin, we just need a mandrake resurrection potion."

Weizet walked to the sink, quickly found the faucet marked with a snake shape, and hissed: "Open it!"

The sink disappeared and was replaced by a thick pipe exposed...

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"The entrance to the secret room that can only be opened by Parseltongue... No wonder we didn't find it back then..." Professor McGonagall sighed, "I'm going down first!"

Before she finished speaking, her figure quickly shrank, but in the blink of an eye, she had transformed into a small tabby cat and got into the pipe first.

"Water and Qi! Peeping at night!" Vizette cast a head-bubble spell, covering his whole body in a diaphragm, and jumped into the pipe for the second time.

With the help of a night vision spell, he was able to see Professor McGonagall ahead of him.

Unlike him gliding in the pipes, Professor McGonagall's transformed tabby cat is very flexible, giving him a feeling of "walking on flat ground";

It jumped very far away and gradually disappeared before his eyes.

"If it were an ordinary tabby cat...obviously it wouldn't be able to do this..." Weizet thought as he slid down.

"This feeling of walking on flat ground in the pipeline...the fur on the body is not stained with any dirt...it is obviously the use of magic..."

"That is to say...maybe you can also cast magic in the Animagus state? Or is it some kind of special magical ability?"

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I don’t know how much time passed, but the steep pipe finally leveled off, and Weizet slid out of it smoothly, landing on the bone-strewn ground.

He looked around and saw neither Professor McGonagall's original appearance nor the tabby cat's Animagus form.

Tabby cats are still very concealable. I think Professor McGonagall should have used this advantage to explore ahead.

Weizet did not move forward rashly, and silently came to the corner of the cave tunnel, waiting for Dumbledore's arrival.

While waiting, he repeatedly communicated with the shell of the spell, so that the shell of the spell could continue to appear or hide according to his own wishes, ensuring that nothing would go wrong later.

It wasn't until Dumbledore slipped out of the pipe that Weizet stepped forward and said, "Principal Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall seems to have gone to the front to investigate."

"Yeah." Dumbledore smiled slightly and shook the wand in his hand, "This place needs a little cleaning."

As soon as he finished speaking, the countless bones on the ground began to tremble slightly, slowly floating into the air following his footsteps.

He maintained the stability of the wand, as if pulling an invisible thread, like flying a kite, gradually driving out two torrents of bones.

Dumbledore's steps were brisk, "Weizet, was fear the 'fulcrum' you used to leverage Dobby's memory?"

"And when building fear, the specific target image you used... was the Voldemort you saw last school year?"

"Yes!" Weizet said truthfully: "Based on the considerations at the time, since Dobby was afraid of Voldemort, using the image of Voldemort was the most trouble-free way."

"Easy to worry about, and it left an indelible impression on him." Dumbledore continued, "Have you seen Dobby's memory?"

"I didn't have time to see... Didn't we discover the entrance to the secret room at that time?" Weizet said, "Then we explored the real secret room, and then... I entered the campus hospital."

"Yes! A lot of things happened that night." Dumbledore nodded and changed the topic, "Wizet, what do you think of the Malfoy family...?"

Wizette was a little confused about what Dumbledore meant, "The Malfoy family? Which aspect are you referring to? Draco... or the... history of the Malfoy family?"

"Draco?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, "It seems... you have interacted with each other before?"

Weizet recalled: "After all, we are not from the same college, so I have only met him a few times...at least he is quite friendly to me."

"Very friendly..." Dumbledore murmured, "This is a good start."

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There was a halo of light at the corner ahead. It was Professor McGonagall who cast the magic lighting spell. "We have to hurry up, the girl is approaching the door."

Dumbledore asked; "Girl? Can you tell who it is?"

"I didn't see it clearly... To avoid suspicion, I didn't get too close." Professor McGonagall shook her head, "I can only confirm... that it was not a Gryffindor student."

"The most likely scenario...should be a Slytherin student." Dumbledore sighed softly, "Let's go!"

When they arrived at the door of the secret room, they saw that the door had been opened, and it was filled with dense cold green light, and a figure was gradually submerged in it.

Dumbledore groaned, "You guys hide a little bit...let me take care of the hidden dangers first."

He raised his wand and waved it lightly. The torrent of bones behind him made an extremely subtle "clicking" sound and plunged directly into the dense green light.

The footsteps in the green light became more urgent, followed by a hissing sound, "Talk to me, Slytherin! The greatest of the Big Four at Hogwarts!"

Weizet recognized that this was Parseltongue, "Principal Dumbledore! The basilisk is coming out! I heard the command to summon the basilisk!"

"Thank you for the reminder...let me look for it..." Dumbledore's expression gradually became serious and he waved the wand in his hand.

"It turns out it's at the entrance of the cave... and it's a mechanism that can only be triggered by Parseltongue. These are very interesting ideas..."

As a loud rumble came from the end of the secret room, the familiar whisper of Weizet appeared again, "Tear apart..."

What followed was a rapid "click" sound like a violent storm, almost filling the entire secret room.

Dumbledore burst out with so much pressure that Wizette felt as if his hair was standing on end.

However, the coercion only lasted for two breaths. The serious expression on Dumbledore's face gradually disappeared, and he soon returned to his usual smiling and friendly appearance.

"He's a big guy, but it's easier to handle than expected... I think Hagrid will like it..."

"It's a pity that it's too dangerous. Even if Hagrid wants to take care of it, it might be a bit difficult."

He shook the wand gently, and the dense green light disappeared instantly and turned into a soft and bright light, completely illuminating the secret room hall.

The first thing that caught Vizette's eyes were two armored skeleton giants, almost as big as the statue of Salazar Slytherin.

The two skeleton armor giants worked together to completely lock half of the basilisk's body, especially the position of the basilisk's eyes, which were completely covered by the bones.

The basilisk was also huge, looking at least fifteen meters tall, with green scales and a dangerous aura.

In front of the two armored skeleton giants, there is an exquisite skeleton cage, which imprisons a girl in school uniform.

The girl was holding a notebook tightly in her hands, and her body was releasing violence that was almost visible to the naked eye, as if she had taken an overdose of intoxicating drugs, so she almost lost her mind, and her expression looked so crazy.

"Pansy...Miss Pansy Parkinson..." Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, "It's actually her?"

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Veins appeared on Pansy's face, and her expression looked extremely ferocious. She waved her hand desperately and slapped the skeleton cage, and blood marks appeared on her hands.