Chapter 689 Is It a Secret?

Like Animagus transfiguration, speaking in the language of animals is by no means a feat for wizards that depends solely on innate talent. They are not like "Transfiguration Magus' barrier-free changing appearance" and "Vela bloodline's allure to men", which are fundamentally different from ordinary people, but can be completed through acquired practice.

The ability of "Parseltongue" to imitate the speech of snakes is naturally one of them. At best, it is a kind of "foreign language" that is relatively difficult to master.

Just like before Dumbledore was alive, he learned mermaid and goblin language without special blood, and he could understand what Parseltongue said smoothly.

In comparison, "animal communicators" such as Newt Scamander and Voldemort, who rely on blood inheritance, are quite rare.

"Open--"

The sound that came out of Erns' mouth at this moment was a short hiss in Myrtle's ears, just like Harry Potter who came here not long ago!

As soon as the voice fell, the copper faucet suddenly burst into a ball of dazzling white light, and then it spun violently along with the washbasin below, like a silent storm.

Not long after, the washbasin, the faucet... and even the brick wall and ground connecting the sink disappeared in a large area, but what appeared in the eyes of the two of them was an extremely thick sewer pipe opening.

"You, how did you do it?" Myrtle covered her mouth with her hands and said in amazement, "Did they also 'hiss' at that faucet? Why didn't it—"

"I do not know either."

Ens replied casually, and then immediately looked into the black tube.

In fact, his answer is not a random response, because he only knows that he seems to be able to talk to snakes in the grass near his home since he was very young.

It's just that most of the snakes can only make some simple responses, and they are basically the ones who don't answer. After a long time, he will get bored.

But Ensi didn't expect that this little ability, which seemed to be useless all the time, would suddenly come in handy today.

"Oh—look, isn't it dark and scary in there?" When Erns stretched his neck to look into the big pipe on the ground, Myrtle also floated into it, but it didn't seem to be Da dared to get too close, "It seems that there were monsters living here before - it seemed to be a very big snake! However, it was defeated by Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart later. There is also a special performance..."

She was babbling there, but Ensi seemed to be thinking about something, even if he didn't even look at her. After a while, Myrtle regained her comprehension from talking to herself.

"...What are you thinking... Do you want to go in too?" Myrtle floated in the air, "It's better not... Doesn't this big hole look scary? Although... Although the brave Boys are really attractive..."

But Erns shook his head slightly after thinking about it for a moment.

"closure."

He still spoke the word in Parseltongue, clearly and accurately, much more fluently than Harry did back then. And as he hurriedly put down these words, the pool quickly returned to its original appearance.

"Yes, yes, don't go in—just stay on it! You—"

"Myrtle." Ensi suddenly interrupted the other person, "I'm going to get something, and I'll be back in a while... If you meet someone else, please don't tell anyone that I have been here."

...

More than ten minutes later, in the dark and damp underground pipeline.

Ernes was gliding quickly in this intricate big tube, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, his feet were pointing downwards, and he was still holding a very ordinary broomstick tightly in his arms .

This pipe is very large - at least much larger than the other fork holes around it, and there is no problem in accommodating one or two people. But the inclination angle of this pipe is too big, and the pipe wall is still full of sticky and wet, it is easy to go down but difficult to come back.

So, even though Ens didn't show excellent flying talent in several flying lessons, he still ran to find a broom for school practice.

Even if it will be very difficult to fly at that time, it is much better than not going back.

In the process of continuous decline, Erns felt that the direction of this pipe was extremely complicated, and there would be twists and turns in every section. If it weren't for the obvious difference in the size of the pipes, he was really afraid that he would get lost here when he went back.

Finally, when Erns felt that he might have reached the deepest part of the school's underground, the slope of the pipe suddenly slowed down, and then he was thrown straight out.

"puff--"

Ensi, who was forced to sit on the mud, quickly stood up regardless of his sticky body. He rubbed his hand on his robe, and then pulled out his wand from his pocket. Only when the light gushing from the tip of the wand drove away the surrounding darkness, he was able to look at the surrounding situation.

The long tunnel as silent as a tomb, the bones of small animals everywhere, the mottled and damp stone walls, and the shadowy corners where the light will not reach...

This passage leading to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is as eerie as ever, but up to now, all of this can only be used as material for the younger generations who come to "sightsee" to frighten themselves.

"This is really..."

Although Ens still walked very cautiously step by step, and the wand in his hand was always ready to meet the enemy, but even he vaguely understood that there was probably nothing to explore here.

"... How many people have been here?"

He looked at the footprints on the ground of the passage—positive, reverse, large, small, and even many overlapped. He couldn't count how many pairs of soles had been trampled on here. .

Sure enough, until the end of the tunnel, until he saw the crystal white frost, he did not encounter any unexpected situation.

The surroundings are still as quiet as a real underground tomb.

"……ice?"

Ens reached out his hand to explore the wall around the door opening, but before his fingertips touched the layer of hoarfrost, he felt a piercing chill, yes, he retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Look at the white crushed stones on the ground at your feet, even the most stupid people can understand that this rectangular doorway should have a thick stone door, but it was completely destroyed by a terrible magic. Frozen into pieces.

"How long ago was this?" Erns murmured, "Based on what Moaning Myrtle said, the only ones who have been here should be Potter and his group and Professor McLean. Needless to say, It must be... No, that 'Lockhart' seems to be possible, he seems to be the host of tonight's game, right?"

After carefully avoiding the white stones on the ground, he finally came to the real secret room.

The Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is obviously much larger than the previous Hufflepuff Chamber of Secrets, but now, it has already become a ruin full of huge stones.

To be honest, when we got here, the boredom in Ensi's heart was almost uncontrollable.

When he learned that many people had come to "drill through the pipe", he somewhat had a premonition that he would return without success. But no matter what, he had spent a lot of time translating that parchment. Even if there was nothing wrong with it, he still had at least a hint of "come in and have a look".

However... with this poor place, what else is worth visiting?

"Did they detonate a bunch of explosives here?"

Ensi couldn't help feeling that he couldn't even find a target to complain about, because where did he go to find out who "demolished" this place—and it was so thorough!

He sighed heavily, and took a few steps forward. When he found that there was nothing but stones around him, he already had the idea of ​​turning around and leaving.

But just as he was about to turn around, an inconspicuous green figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, making his heart skip a beat.

There is something! What is that?

However, this excitement only lasted for a few seconds before it was quickly diluted by another thought.

"How many people have been here, even if there is any secret, it can't be regarded as a 'secret' for a long time——"

That's what he said, but Ens still held his wand and carried the broom, and walked deeper into the secret room with a look of impatience on his face. Soon, he discovered the source of that green light.

It was some light shining from a certain wall, and if you looked carefully, you could still see some outlines. For example, the small piece of green shadow at the top looks like... well, it looks like half a face?

Just as Ensi was observing suspiciously for a moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar hiss suddenly echoed in the quiet space. It can be seen that the mouth protruding from the stone wall is opening and closing, as if the voice came from there.

"...Stupid successor who is trying to afford the crime, if you don't have talents and abilities far beyond ordinary people, I advise you to turn around and leave immediately."

"Luck may lead you to stand in front of me, but the danger of the future will kill you at any time."

"If you uphold Godrich's ridiculous justice, then use your ability to enjoy your mediocre life; if you are still a little greedy and arrogant, my basilisk can use you to harvest power and gold..."

"Stupid successor, turn around and leave! You only need to remember my name - Salazar Slytherin!"

The weird hissing sound lingered in Ensi's ears, as if there was a strange magic power, every word and every word was stirring his gradually stagnant heart.

"...Salazar...Slytherin?"

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