Chapter 143 Myrtle's Experience

"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Myrtle was very satisfied with the solution given by Fanlin.

She left Fanlin and floated in the air by herself, swinging over her toilet. She liked this feeling very much, maybe...

"Well, actually we came here today..." Fanlin looked at Myrtle with some embarrassment. He was not sure if it was a bit impolite to ask her directly how she died.

"We..." Hermione and Fanlin looked at each other, "We came here today to ask you... how did you die at that time..."

After speaking, Fanlin and Hermione looked at Myrtle nervously. They were afraid that Myrtle would suddenly get angry or cry or something, which was Myrtle's usual behavior.

"How did I die?" Myrtle suddenly laughed.

She laughed very happily, but it made Fanlin and Hermione's scalps numb.

You can't imagine that a ghost who has been dead for many years will have any emotional fluctuations. The most important thing is that other ghosts are filled with numbness or sadness.

But the Myrtle in front of him not only laughs, but also teases and gets angry...

"Myrtle...Myrtle..." Fanlin said nervously, "We didn't mean to offend you..."

"How did I die...Hehe..." Myrtle smiled, "No, I'm glad someone is interested in how I died..."

"What?" Fanlin and Hermione were confused. Shouldn't this be a sad story?

"In fact, I'm happy to share my experience of death with you. It's very exciting. I think you need to be mentally prepared." Myrtle smiled, she fell down and sat casually on a toilet.

"Hehe...Hehe..." Fanlin's mouth twitched twice, and Myrtle's words were still as explosive as ever.

Myrtle was in a good mood, which proved that this question was very much in line with her appetite.

"Oh, it's terrible." Myrtle said with relish, as if someone was talking about some magical TV series or movie story.

"It happened here. I died in this little room. I remember it clearly. I hid because Ruby always made fun of my glasses."

"Who is Ruby?" Fanlin asked, but he soon realized that this was nonsense. He smiled awkwardly and motioned Myrtle to continue.

"Ruby? She's dead. To be exact, I haven't seen her for a long time..." Myrtle said resentfully. This was not an interesting topic.

"I was hiding here at the time." Myrtle patted the toilet under her. "The door was locked. I was crying. At this time, I heard someone come in. They spoke strangely. I guess it must be a foreign language. Anyway, what really attracted me was the voice of a boy. So, I opened the door and asked him to use his toilet, and then-"

Myrtle said proudly, with a bright face, "I died."

"Just like that? How did you die?" Fanlin asked.

Obviously, Myrtle's answer did not satisfy him.

"I don't know," Myrtle said in a calm tone, "I just remember seeing a pair of huge yellow eyes."

"Yellow eyes?" Hermione flipped open the notebook in her hand. She needed to check the monster characteristics she collected one by one.

"Yes, it's yellow eyes, just like the light of a lighthouse!" Myrtle said excitedly. This terrifying thing made her feel excited.

"My whole body seemed to be lifted up, and then I floated away..." She looked at the ceiling like a dream, "It felt wonderful, my body was very light, without those troubles, as if they were all emptied in an instant, it was really terrifying."

"Okay... okay..." Fanlin had cold sweat on his head. The conclusion he got from Myrtle's expression was not horror, but perhaps more like enjoyment.

This reminded him of Sir Nicholas and Professor Binns, but Sir Nicholas had experienced two deaths, and Professor Binns... maybe he even forgot how he died.

The ghost with the richest expression in the entire Hogwarts was Peeves, except for Myrtle.

"What happened after that?" Fanlin asked, "You became a ghost, so did you find out what killed you?"

"Then, I came back. I decided to haunt Ruby, oh, she regretted laughing at me." Myrtle laughed sickly twice. This made her very happy, "As for the eyes that killed me... I haven't seen them... In fact, I don't plan to look for him. I might as well wander around in the sewers for a while!"

"Okay..." Fanlin nodded helplessly, and it was Myrtle's way of understanding.

"Where did you see the eyes?"

"Probably there." Myrtle said, one hand passed through Fanlin's body and vaguely pointed to the sink in front of her toilet.

"Here?"

Fanlin quickly pulled Hermione back two steps. He looked at the sink that Myrtle pointed at with some uncertainty. He and Hermione had just stood in front of it.

"Probably, I died very quickly, in the blink of an eye."

Myrtle said calmly, she seemed to have regained her normal thinking.

Fanlin motioned to Hermione to wait here, then he carefully took out his wand and walked to the sink.

It looked like just an ordinary sink. Vanlin checked every inch inside and out, including the pipes below. Then, Vanlin saw: there was a tiny snake engraved on one side of the copper faucet.

"It's the symbol of Slytherin. Their school flag is a snake..." Vanlin nodded. This seemed to be the entrance to the secret room.

Vanlin stretched out a hand. He wanted to try to turn on the faucet, but it didn't work.

"It's broken!" Myrtle said excitedly, "I tried it, there's no water in it!"

"What's in it?" Vanlin asked.

"I don't know, I've never been there. Although there is a sewer connection there, I just can't get through."

"Okay..." Vanlin nodded, "Hermione, be careful, I'll try to blow it up!"

"Okay!" Hermione nodded and took two steps back.

"BombardaMaima (blasting spell)!"

A blue light flashed in front of Vanlin's wand, and the spell hit the sink heavily.

A blinding light burst out instantly, which was the effect of the collision of magic.

For a moment, Myrtle's screams and the sound of explosions rang out, and gravel splashed everywhere. Hermione had to quickly put a layer of protection on herself and Fanlin.

When the light faded, Fanlin could see the situation clearly.

The sink had been blown open, but the expected hole or door did not appear in front of him. There were only some gravel and some broken water pipes spraying water. (To be continued)