Chapter 329 The Second Victim
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The third floor of the castle.
Filch walked in tandem with Mrs. Norris.
They patrol the castle twice a day before bedtime to make sure no students sneak out.
Ever since Myrtle wasn't in the girls' bathroom, the third floor, which used to be crying from time to time, was completely quiet.
After a routine half-circle around the corridor, Filch lit up the interior with a lamp.
The faucet below was still leaking, and the overflowing water covered the entire floor as usual.
"Damn place!" He cursed secretly, and bent over to turn off the faucet after entering.
The moment he let go, it slowly spun back.
"Tick-tick--"
Mrs. Norris came in lazily from outside.
Filch tried again, and gave up when he saw that it was still coming back.
Ever since he'd come to Hogwarts as an administrator, the spigot hadn't been turned off.
At first, I thought it was Myrtle's fault, but now it seems that it should be a more mischievous one.
"Peves! I know you're here!"
"Meow—" Mrs. Norris walked to his feet.
"Damn place!"
Just as the scolding fell, there was a sudden sound of clear footsteps behind him.
"Who is it!" Filch stood up quickly, and carried the lantern to shine on the corridor outside.
"Damn Peeves!" He swears as he walks out of the girls' bathroom.
It's better to continue patrolling instead of wasting time chasing.
Several figures that almost merged with the darkness appeared beside the bathroom.
"The old guy is so stubborn."
"Hush—he hasn't gone very far."
Vincent, who was wearing a bat suit, lit up his wand, went in and bent over to look at the faucet that would automatically unscrew.
When Hogwarts Castle was first built, it is certain that no running water pipes were installed.
"H-Catwoman, do you remember what this bathroom used to be?"
"An empty room." Hermione tried to remember:
"About the eighteenth century, Hogwarts had more and more students coming, so Headmaster Dai Lisi Dewent decided to build a few more bathrooms."
"The answer is correct!" The sorting hat hidden in the lining of Vincent's cloak poked out.
"Miss Granger, I bet you have a better memory than I do."
"Thank you, Mr. Hat." She accepted the compliment quite naturally.
Vincent turned on the tap, "Very strange, isn't it?
Even if the Chamber of Secrets requires a Parseltongue to open, it is impossible for such a large-scale project not to be discovered. "
"Unless someone knows about the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione's face was filled with disbelief. "The Gaunt family is the descendant of Salazar Slytherin. They disappeared in recent decades."
When this bathroom was built, there was a high probability that someone from the Gunter family covered up the existence of the secret room.
"Tick tick tick -" the rather weird faucet turned on automatically.
Rove and Cedric looked fine, but Fred and George looked like ghosts.
"Vincent, how do you know the scale of the water pipeline project is huge?"
"It's common sense, any Muggle knows it."
"Hermione, how do you know the history of the castle?"
"It's recorded in "Hogwarts: A School History"."
The tip of the Sorting Hat drooped to show that what they both said was true.
The twins looked at the other two quite speechlessly.
Needless to say, Cedric's grades were the best in the entire fourth grade.
Although Rove is low-key, he is not far behind.
If the two of them don't misbehave and study hard...
"Fred, you know what I'm thinking."
"George, you know what I'm thinking too."
The twins crossed their hips and grinned wide: "You are responsible for the things that use your brains, and you can leave everything else to us~"
Vincent carefully looked at the pool with the help of the light from the tip of his stick, "Then I trouble you to keep watching the wind."
"no problem!"
According to the normal pipeline design, even if there is a blockage, the faucet will not be automatically unscrewed.
Twist it slowly this time, but it still doesn't feel loose.
"Come and take a picture."
After Hermione lit her wand, he placed both hands on the tap that was shut.
After about one or two minutes, the one next to it will automatically unscrew.
Cedric stepped forward to close it and put his hands on it as well.
The third also unscrewed.
Of the six faucets here, there will always be one that can't be closed tightly.
It happens that there are six people here.
"Fred, George, have you been—"
"what--"
Vincent was interrupted by a sudden mournful cry.
"It's Filch!" George pointed to the corridor on the third floor of the map.
The location is not far from them, only two corners away.
And there were only the names of Filch and Mrs. Norris on it, not the basilisk or the possessed person.
"It's the same as last year's Quirrell!" Hermione looked at Vincent who let go and stood up. "Have you looked at it before, can you name the basilisk?"
"Not now." Vincent squeezed his wand tightly, "I want to look at it again."
Although there is a high probability that the basilisk did it, no one knows when it will come back.
Maybe after dawn, maybe hide in another more secret place.
He put the sorting hat back into his arms, "Voldemort is not stupid, he should have guessed that we have a way to track the location."
It was a trap, a trap to lure them.
If Salazar Slytherin had lived to this day, he would have taken the basilisk and closed the Chamber of Secrets forever.
He is not actually a bad person, but he has been influenced by the times.
But Voldemort was different.
Blindly believes in pure-blood supremacy and is proud of being the heir of Slytherin.
Grindelwald used "for the greater good" as an excuse, as did Voldemort.
Vincent scanned the five people one by one, and could clearly see their determination.
As members of Hogwarts, they have an obligation to protect the school.
But when it comes to responsibility, the professors should be at the top of the list.
"Lockhart can't be counted on." He let go of his left hand that was holding his wand tightly, "I happened to make a few extra pairs of spare glasses."
"Professor McGonagall?"
"Plus Professor Flitwick."
"And Professor Sprout."
"Anyway, we're not going to call Old Bat."
Vincent was quite speechless by them.
Snape is not a bad guy, he dared to tear down the office if he dared to deduct points.
"Let's go and have a look first."
Go out to the girls' bathroom to the left, and go straight to the corridor where Filch is.
It's very quiet here, without any strange noises.
The six little ones advanced cautiously, and after passing the second corner, they saw Filch and Mrs. Norris standing still.
Thankfully, they both just met the basilisk's eyes through the standing water on the ground.
Unfortunately, Madam Pomfrey's potion didn't do anything.
"We can only wait for the mandrake to mature." Cedric leaned forward and poked Filch's big face full of fear.
Although it was the first to be unlucky, this side reflects what conscientiousness is.
Vincent took a few extra glances at the wall.
No warnings, no text.
Sure enough, it was Voldemort, and I knew it was them.
"Go to the professors, this is not something we can solve."
……
……
Filch walked in tandem with Mrs. Norris.
They patrol the castle twice a day before bedtime to make sure no students sneak out.
Ever since Myrtle wasn't in the girls' bathroom, the third floor, which used to be crying from time to time, was completely quiet.
After a routine half-circle around the corridor, Filch lit up the interior with a lamp.
The faucet below was still leaking, and the overflowing water covered the entire floor as usual.
"Damn place!" He cursed secretly, and bent over to turn off the faucet after entering.
The moment he let go, it slowly spun back.
"Tick-tick--"
Mrs. Norris came in lazily from outside.
Filch tried again, and gave up when he saw that it was still coming back.
Ever since he'd come to Hogwarts as an administrator, the spigot hadn't been turned off.
At first, I thought it was Myrtle's fault, but now it seems that it should be a more mischievous one.
"Peves! I know you're here!"
"Meow—" Mrs. Norris walked to his feet.
"Damn place!"
Just as the scolding fell, there was a sudden sound of clear footsteps behind him.
"Who is it!" Filch stood up quickly, and carried the lantern to shine on the corridor outside.
"Damn Peeves!" He swears as he walks out of the girls' bathroom.
It's better to continue patrolling instead of wasting time chasing.
Several figures that almost merged with the darkness appeared beside the bathroom.
"The old guy is so stubborn."
"Hush—he hasn't gone very far."
Vincent, who was wearing a bat suit, lit up his wand, went in and bent over to look at the faucet that would automatically unscrew.
When Hogwarts Castle was first built, it is certain that no running water pipes were installed.
"H-Catwoman, do you remember what this bathroom used to be?"
"An empty room." Hermione tried to remember:
"About the eighteenth century, Hogwarts had more and more students coming, so Headmaster Dai Lisi Dewent decided to build a few more bathrooms."
"The answer is correct!" The sorting hat hidden in the lining of Vincent's cloak poked out.
"Miss Granger, I bet you have a better memory than I do."
"Thank you, Mr. Hat." She accepted the compliment quite naturally.
Vincent turned on the tap, "Very strange, isn't it?
Even if the Chamber of Secrets requires a Parseltongue to open, it is impossible for such a large-scale project not to be discovered. "
"Unless someone knows about the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione's face was filled with disbelief. "The Gaunt family is the descendant of Salazar Slytherin. They disappeared in recent decades."
When this bathroom was built, there was a high probability that someone from the Gunter family covered up the existence of the secret room.
"Tick tick tick -" the rather weird faucet turned on automatically.
Rove and Cedric looked fine, but Fred and George looked like ghosts.
"Vincent, how do you know the scale of the water pipeline project is huge?"
"It's common sense, any Muggle knows it."
"Hermione, how do you know the history of the castle?"
"It's recorded in "Hogwarts: A School History"."
The tip of the Sorting Hat drooped to show that what they both said was true.
The twins looked at the other two quite speechlessly.
Needless to say, Cedric's grades were the best in the entire fourth grade.
Although Rove is low-key, he is not far behind.
If the two of them don't misbehave and study hard...
"Fred, you know what I'm thinking."
"George, you know what I'm thinking too."
The twins crossed their hips and grinned wide: "You are responsible for the things that use your brains, and you can leave everything else to us~"
Vincent carefully looked at the pool with the help of the light from the tip of his stick, "Then I trouble you to keep watching the wind."
"no problem!"
According to the normal pipeline design, even if there is a blockage, the faucet will not be automatically unscrewed.
Twist it slowly this time, but it still doesn't feel loose.
"Come and take a picture."
After Hermione lit her wand, he placed both hands on the tap that was shut.
After about one or two minutes, the one next to it will automatically unscrew.
Cedric stepped forward to close it and put his hands on it as well.
The third also unscrewed.
Of the six faucets here, there will always be one that can't be closed tightly.
It happens that there are six people here.
"Fred, George, have you been—"
"what--"
Vincent was interrupted by a sudden mournful cry.
"It's Filch!" George pointed to the corridor on the third floor of the map.
The location is not far from them, only two corners away.
And there were only the names of Filch and Mrs. Norris on it, not the basilisk or the possessed person.
"It's the same as last year's Quirrell!" Hermione looked at Vincent who let go and stood up. "Have you looked at it before, can you name the basilisk?"
"Not now." Vincent squeezed his wand tightly, "I want to look at it again."
Although there is a high probability that the basilisk did it, no one knows when it will come back.
Maybe after dawn, maybe hide in another more secret place.
He put the sorting hat back into his arms, "Voldemort is not stupid, he should have guessed that we have a way to track the location."
It was a trap, a trap to lure them.
If Salazar Slytherin had lived to this day, he would have taken the basilisk and closed the Chamber of Secrets forever.
He is not actually a bad person, but he has been influenced by the times.
But Voldemort was different.
Blindly believes in pure-blood supremacy and is proud of being the heir of Slytherin.
Grindelwald used "for the greater good" as an excuse, as did Voldemort.
Vincent scanned the five people one by one, and could clearly see their determination.
As members of Hogwarts, they have an obligation to protect the school.
But when it comes to responsibility, the professors should be at the top of the list.
"Lockhart can't be counted on." He let go of his left hand that was holding his wand tightly, "I happened to make a few extra pairs of spare glasses."
"Professor McGonagall?"
"Plus Professor Flitwick."
"And Professor Sprout."
"Anyway, we're not going to call Old Bat."
Vincent was quite speechless by them.
Snape is not a bad guy, he dared to tear down the office if he dared to deduct points.
"Let's go and have a look first."
Go out to the girls' bathroom to the left, and go straight to the corridor where Filch is.
It's very quiet here, without any strange noises.
The six little ones advanced cautiously, and after passing the second corner, they saw Filch and Mrs. Norris standing still.
Thankfully, they both just met the basilisk's eyes through the standing water on the ground.
Unfortunately, Madam Pomfrey's potion didn't do anything.
"We can only wait for the mandrake to mature." Cedric leaned forward and poked Filch's big face full of fear.
Although it was the first to be unlucky, this side reflects what conscientiousness is.
Vincent took a few extra glances at the wall.
No warnings, no text.
Sure enough, it was Voldemort, and I knew it was them.
"Go to the professors, this is not something we can solve."
……
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