Chapter 178 The Secret Room Has Been Opened, and Death Will Come Soon (2 in 1)

Chapter 179 The secret room has been opened, and death will come soon (2 in 1)

Inside the room, Zhang Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and the golden light on his body slowly shrank until it disappeared.

Two inches and nine points.

When the golden light reached this level, Zhang Xiao felt as if he had reached a bottleneck and was firmly stuck here.

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips, a little regretful, but not in a hurry.

It certainly makes sense to use three inches of golden light as a hard indicator. The key is to figure out what the remaining one point is.

Calculating the time, it has been almost two years since I learned about my parents' identities. The first half of the year was spent meditating and practicing tranquility.

It has been only a little more than a year since I really started practicing golden light.

This speed is also quite shocking in the Taoist sect. Even Zhang Xiao doesn't dare to tell his father now, for fear of scaring him.

During the summer vacation, the golden light of one inch and eight inches made my parents want to send a group "circle of friends" to show off again.

Two inches and nine.

Then Longhu Mountain must be filled with small speakers and broadcast every day!

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing when he thought of his father who always jumped back and forth between reliable and unreliable.

Standing up and relaxing his body, Zhang Xiao began to continue thinking about the question just now.

Where is the difference?

Well. The Golden Light Mantra is a method of dual cultivation of life and sex. According to my father, the wick is life and the lamp oil is sex.

The golden light is just the "light" reflected by life and sex.

The main reason why I practice so fast is also because of my experience in the previous life, right? It is equivalent to adding a few more spoons of lamp oil than people.

But the experience in the previous life is quite complicated, and it has been a long time. At that time, there was not enough thinking, and it could not really be used as a dozen years of hard practice.

Although my father was ordained at the age of sixteen, he touched the tail of World War II and experienced the turbulent times, according to the words of my father and mother in the chat.

The Taoist sect is not the kind of existence that lives a small life behind closed doors and only cares about its own peaceful years.

The more chaotic the world is, the more evil spirits there are, and the busier the Taoist sect is.

Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly trembled, and suddenly he had some enlightenment. Even if he was a genius, he could not sit there and know everything. Being ordained at the age of sixteen sounded extremely dazzling.

But what he had experienced was only known by himself, but when his father talked about the past, he looked a little sad and regretful, which was obviously not a pleasant memory.

How many life and death struggles and hardships did he have to go through to create the glory of being ordained at the age of sixteen?

Zhang Xiao sighed silently and turned his thoughts back.

Since there was no way to help in terms of experience, what about fate?

He remembered that he exercised with his parents every day during the summer vacation and strengthened his body. During that time, the golden light increased rapidly.

How about trying to exercise? Although the body has not grown yet, it should not be a problem to exercise properly.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Xiao immediately closed his eyes and recited in his heart.

"Please give me a gym"

After repeating it three times, the whistling sound of the Room of Requirement changing its form rang in my ears again.

After a while, Zhang Xiao opened his eyes and was stunned.

This. Isn't it a gym?

A huge gilded dressing table, a soft carpet on the ground, a fireplace burning with flames, and a variety of decorations on the shining closet.

On the mahogany desk, there are gorgeous chandeliers and candlesticks.

Isn't this the room where the hidden boss of the Room of Requirement is?

How did I get here?

A long female glove slowly floated up, as if there was an invisible hand inside, picked up the feather pen on the table, and wrote on the parchment.

The parchment flew up and floated in front of Zhang Xiao, with a line of beautiful handwriting on it:

"What is a modern gym?"

Zhang Xiao:.

The scene suddenly became quiet, with only the 'crackling' sound of burning firewood in the fireplace.

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing suddenly. After laughing for a while, he found that Gloves had taken out a huge wooden hammer from somewhere - probably from the room where the Room of Requirement was piled with miscellaneous items.

He was weighing it up and down in his hand, and hurriedly suppressed his laughter, and said seriously:

"Can't you sense the outside world?"

Ms. Gloves threw the hammer casually, and the hammer disappeared before it hit the ground. The parchment and quill flew over again:

"I can only feel a little bit of the school situation occasionally."

No wonder, Zhang Xiao nodded in realization, and suddenly reacted again. I can only feel a little bit of the school situation, or occasionally?

Isn't this just guarding the Room of Requirement alone?

How did you survive such a long period of loneliness? This kind of loneliness.

As for why he had been guarding here all the time, Zhang Xiao didn't ask. It's not a good habit to ask questions. If he wanted to say it, Gloves would have said it long ago.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiao took out a Walkman from his bag and shook it at Gloves:

"The school should have a jamming spell. Can you remove the jamming spell in the Room of Requirement? Just remove one jamming spell."

Ms. Gloves hesitated for a while, and seemed to not understand what the boy wanted to do, but after more than a year of getting along, Ms. Gloves still snapped her fingers gently.

"Snap"

Zhang Xiao's spiritual sense was faintly touched, as if an invisible curtain had been unveiled. He pressed the play button, and a slight electric current sound came out of the speaker,

followed by a melodious song:

"For you, I spent half a year's savings

People from across the ocean come to see you

For this gathering

"

Lady Gloves listened quietly for a while, her fingers tapping gently on the table rhythmically, as if beating the beat.

After a while, he wrote on the parchment:

"What is this? Why can you sing? What is it about?"

Three questions in a row, the first two were easy to explain, but Zhang Xiao couldn't stand the third one.

"Across the Ocean to See You"

Didn’t I just come across the ocean?

After reluctantly fooling him, Zhang Xiao directly stated his plan:

"I'm going to give you some sets of old-fashioned movie playback equipment, so you can look at them when you're bored. I'm sorry to bother you during this time, and it's thanks to your care.

Consider it my thanks. "

The electricity problem is actually quite easy to solve. Just install a small generator. The noise problem is too simple for magic.

Ms. Glove obviously didn't expect Zhang Xiao to do this. She was silent for a long time before writing on the parchment:

"good."

Make a purchase list, mainly gym equipment and movie player equipment. Once the items arrive, just put them in the Room of Requirement, and Miss Gloves will naturally arrange them.

After saying goodbye to the lady's gloves, Zhang Xiao walked towards the door. When his hand was placed on the door handle, he stopped and turned back thoughtfully and asked:

"Can I ask you a question?"

Lady Gloves made a please gesture.

"Since you can occasionally feel what's going on at school.

During this time, have you noticed where the things that attacked the little wizard came from? "

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and the black academic robe was blown by the wind when walking.

I thought Ms. Gloves could provide some clues.

Zhang Xiao was deep in thought, but without stopping, he walked straight towards the common room.

But Miss Gloves wrote something else meaningful:

"Hogwarts. This thousand-year-old castle has countless secrets buried in it, and the basilisk you mentioned may be just an insignificant part of them."

Zhang Xiao only felt that his throat was a little tight. Was the basilisk just an insignificant part?

This thing even makes my spiritual sense no longer feel scary!

The footsteps suddenly stopped, Zhang Xiao stood there, and an incredible idea popped up out of nowhere:

Isn't the Glove Lady one of the secrets of this castle?

Since she looks down on the basilisk so much, does that mean that Ms. Glove is a far more powerful being than the basilisk?

Zhang Xiao felt his throat was a little tight and couldn't help but loosen the tie around his neck with his hands.

Although he was not willing to think the worst of Ms. Gloves emotionally, his reason told him not to easily trust any object that could communicate unless he could directly see its brain.

How Ginny and Harry were deceived by the diary, how Quirrell was deceived by Voldemort, and how colleagues in the previous life who they thought they could be friends with were stabbed in the back.

These are living examples.

No matter how reluctant you are, you should maintain the necessary vigilance.

Zhang Xiao took steps again, but he still had to continue doing what he promised. The Room of Requirement should at least be safe, because Dumbledore himself had been there.

Like Tom's diary, it's harmless if you don't open your mind to it.

The situation is getting better and better, Mandrake is entering a period of rapid development, and Professor Sprout lets the little wizards learn to identify the gender of Mandrake.

She lifted up the root of the grass and pulled the mandrake out of the pot. She used her wand to display the key points of identification in the air, and pointed out some notable features for everyone to look at carefully.

When Professor Sprout put the grass roots into the pot again, the little wizards breathed a sigh of relief and took off their thick sound-isolating earmuffs—the smaller version that Lu Wei wore last semester.

Malfoy fiddled with the roots and whispered, "Does this thing have a gender?"

Then he approached Zhang Xiao and said, "The mandrake is about to mature. By then, all the petrified classmates will be unblocked, and the attacker will definitely be exposed. Who did it?"

Zhang Xiao's heart moved when he heard this, why did I ignore this problem!

Malfoy didn't know who the attacker was, and he took it for granted that if he was petrified, the attacker would run away out of fear, but he knew that Tom would not run away at all!

On the contrary, as time goes by, Tom will become more and more powerful, if Harry did not discover the location of the secret room by coincidence in the original book.

Tom has long since resurrected!

So what will Tom do next? Zhang Xiao pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. During this period, he had been carefully checking the tall men in the school with the help of rain.

There are not many people who meet the requirements, less than fifty people, because the tall ones are basically senior students, excluding the members of the Quidditch team.

Because the second attack happened during the competition, there was no time to release the basilisk.

Then the remaining less than 30 people have been investigated, and both their mental state and recent behavior are normal.

On the podium, Professor Sprout was still talking about the care of mandrakes: "So we should put female and male mandrakes together. Note that there can only be one pair of mandrakes within five feet. exist.

Otherwise they will quarrel over the other sex's mandrake, which will extremely affect the development speed."

Zhang Xiao thought for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Is the next class Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Malfoy nodded and snorted, which was considered an answer. Since Lockhart became popular two weeks ago, almost all male classmates have the same attitude when talking about him.

Even several couples broke up because of Lockhart.

"Go to Professor Snape and ask me for a note of absence. Just say that I am not feeling well and went to the infirmary."

"Okay"

Zha Ge didn't ask more questions, but agreed neatly. After such a long time of getting along, he was familiar with Zhang Xiao's character.

He would tell himself what he could say, and as for what he couldn't say, there must be a reason why he couldn't say it.

Don't ask, asking is absolute trust.

"Bang!" The door of the greenhouse was suddenly pushed open heavily, and Professor McGonagall rushed in almost in a pounce posture.

Zhang Xiao had never seen Professor McGonagall like this before. Her face was as white as paper, and she was actually a little panicked and couldn't suppress her anger.

His heart was immediately lifted. The attack happened again?

"Pomona," Professor McGonagall said, her voice trembling slightly, "The class is suspended. Protect all the young wizards now. Go to the auditorium and stand guard there!"

As colleagues for decades, the tacit understanding between Professor Sprout and McGonagall is stronger than that between Malfoy and Zhang Xiao.

She knew Professor McGonagall very well, and immediately waved her wand, placed all the mandrakes, and said seriously:

"Everyone, put down your things and line up! Follow me."

Everyone was frightened by the sudden change, and the attitudes of the two professors obviously infected them.

Even the most lively students shut their mouths tightly at this moment, followed the two professors honestly, and just lowered their heads to communicate with each other with their eyes.

When they finally arrived at the auditorium, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled Professor Sprout to the corner and whispered something.

"What?" Professor Sprout shouted in shock, causing the young wizards to stretch their necks to hear what happened.

It was not until batches of young wizards from all grades continued to gather in the auditorium that everyone finally understood what had caused the professors to panic.

Just as Zhang Xiao guessed.

The attack happened again, but this time it was far more severe than people had imagined—the entire class was petrified, including the ghost professor, Mr. Binns, who was teaching.

40 people, none of them survived.

What frightened everyone even more was the bloody words left on the blackboard:

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, the heir of Slytherin has returned, the scum who defiled the school, rest assured, death will come soon."

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