A certain Hogwarts professor of runes.

The last thing he saw was the rather surprised expression on Myrtle's face.

My schoolbag...

Professor Hyp's magical puppets are there!

Chapter 60 Ron's Adventure

Meanwhile, Ron, Hermione, and Justin each searched for the professor's whereabouts. After seven o'clock, the young wizards returned to their respective house's common room under the guidance of their prefects, leaving the entire castle empty.

A few minutes later, Ron first encountered a professor. He ran over excitedly, then his face fell in despair—it was Lockhart.

Lockhart was also on patrol today.

"Ha! Look what I caught! A little wizard out at night, daring to break the rules! What's your name again?" Lockhart's face lit up with surprise. He stepped forward and grabbed Ron's arm. "Come on, kid. You're supposed to be a Gryffindor? Professor McGonagall won't be happy... Anyway, come back to my office with me first."

"No! Let me go! Harry is in danger! We've encountered the Basilisk!" Ron struggled to break free from his grip.

"A basilisk?"

"A monster in the secret room!" Ron roared, furious.

“The Chamber of Secrets…the Basilisk…” Lockhart tensed up, pulling a magenta handkerchief from his pocket with his other hand to wipe the sweat from his brow. “What are you talking about? Don’t expect to fool me with lies…”

“I’m not lying!” Ron was furious. He shoved Lockhart hard and pulled a wand from Lockhart’s breast pocket.

"Hey!" Lockhart fell to the ground. "My wand!"

The noise from their argument soon attracted another free spirit in the castle—Peeves. He passed through a wall and witnessed Ron and Lockhart tearing at each other.

"Students and professors are fighting! Students and professors are fighting!" Pipi shouted gleefully.

"Clang, clang." Filch's footsteps came from afar.

Ron ran off without looking back, and in his panic, he found himself in a familiar corridor.

Myrtle's girls' washroom—for a time they brewed compound decoctions here, although they have now moved to an abandoned classroom in the basement.

Ron swallowed hard and carefully turned the doorknob of the bathroom.

Having learned from Myrtle's experience, he was terrified that he would open the door and see a pair of large, yellow eyes.

Ron pushed open the door with his eyes closed. "Is anyone home, Harry?"

“He’s not here. Oh, poor little thing!” a strange voice said. Ron recognized Myrtle’s tone and opened his eyes.

A silver, transparent ghost floated in mid-air.

“Harry was here. Where is he?” Ron wanted to ask for more details, but the sight before him made his eyes widen. One of the sinks in the center of the bathroom had vanished into thin air, replaced by a deep black hole.

He stepped forward, glanced disdainfully at the bottomless, filthy pipe, and asked, "Myrtle, Harry jumped in?"

“Yes, it was so sudden. I was just about to talk to him…” Myrtle said in a rather mournful tone, “His things are still there!”

Ron then noticed that Harry's schoolbag was piled crookedly on the floor under one of the sinks.

"Oh, Merlin!" Ron prayed in his heart as he opened Harry's backpack—a magical puppet with ice-blue hair lay quietly inside.

Ron let out a wail.

"What's wrong?" Myrtle floated to his side and looked at the contents of his bag with him. Pointing at the magical puppet with interest, she asked, "What's this? A new kind of doll in the castle?"

“Harry is in danger…” Ron muttered softly.

"what?"

“I said, Harry is in danger!” Ron took a deep breath, grabbed the magical puppet, and strode to the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

A few seconds later, he turned to Myrtle and said pitifully, "Could you give me a push?"

Before she could reply, Ron jumped in as if his life depended on it.

"Aaaaaah!" His exaggerated scream came from the water pipe.

Meanwhile, Justin found Professor Snape, and almost at the same time, Hermione found Professor Hyp.

When Felix and Hermione arrived at the girls' washroom, they saw Peeves chasing after a crying Myrtle with a box of rotten bread.

what's the situation?

"A shot to the stomach gets you 10 points! A shot to the head gets you 50 points! Very good, haha, haha!"

The small washroom was filled with the laughter of Pippi the Ghost and the weeping of Myrtle.

"Oh, my goodness, poor Myrtle, stop hitting her!" Hermione watched this scene sadly.

Felix waved his wand, freezing the flying bread in mid-air.

Pipi Ghost then noticed the two people who had just entered. "Professor, hello," he greeted, adjusting his hat.

“Pee-pee, get out of here,” Felix said calmly.

"As you wish." The figure of the mischievous ghost disappeared.

“Professor, look!” Hermione said, pointing to the entrance to the secret chamber.

“I saw it.” Felix turned to ask the other person in the room, “Myrtle, did Harry jump?”

Myrtle's face was streaked with silver tears, but she still answered, "Yes, and there's a red-haired boy with many freckles on his face."

“It’s Ron!” Hermione exclaimed.

"It's him! Aren't the three of you still here—"

"Shut up, Myrtle!" Hermione quickly stopped her, not wanting Professor Hyp to discover their secret of brewing Polyjuice Potion. She then glanced cautiously at Felix.

With a sob, Myrtle flew swiftly into the innermost compartment and never came out again.

The little witch felt a little ashamed, and she apologized to the poor ghost in her heart.

Just then, a clear chirping sound rang out. Felix looked in the direction of the sound and saw Dumbledore suddenly appear. He was wearing a gray pajamas with a polka dot pattern, and his long beard was disheveled—he usually tied it up.

Apparition, or...? Felix's gaze fell on the phoenix on his shoulder.

It was a rather strange scene; a silver, transparent phoenix perched on Dumbledore's shoulder, like a guardian deity.

No, it's a guardian deity!

However, inside the silver, transparent guardian, there was a tiny bird, no bigger than the palm of your hand.

This is the true phoenix...

“Fox has only recently been reborn, and its power is too weak. I had to use the Patronus to protect it,” Dumbledore explained.

So, is it that the young phoenix is ​​wearing the coat of a phoenix guardian deity?

Felix nodded. "Headmaster Dumbledore, Potter, Weasley, and Granger found the Basilisk attacking in the corridor. They rescued Justin, and then Potter volunteered to guard the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, allowing the other three to seek the professor's help."

"However, for some reason, Potter and Weasley went down one after the other."

"At present, it is unclear whether they are in danger."

“Very good, Felix.” Dumbledore fell into thought, but after a few seconds, he looked up at Fawkes on his shoulder and said, “Fawkes, thank you for your hard work.”

The little phoenix, draped in a silver coat (the same model as Gundam), let out a low cry.

"Remember, the basilisk's greatest threat is its eyes."

Chapter 61 Into the Secret Chamber

The phoenix flew away down the water pipe.

Meeting Felix's questioning gaze, Dumbledore explained, "Fox is too weak right now; it can't carry the three of us. If Harry is in danger, Fox will sense his location if he genuinely seeks help."

Just then, a cool voice came from outside the door, "Excuse me, I think there are four people." Professor Snape appeared, wearing a dark green nightgown, his hair disheveled, and slightly out of breath.

“Severus,” Dumbledore said, looking at him, “you’ve come too.”

“How could I not come, Potter… A Hogwarts student’s life is threatened!” Snape was in a bad mood. “What are we waiting for? Do we want to have a party here?”

“That’s right, Severus.” Dumbledore seemed to realize something, and he glanced at the four people present. “Miss Granger…”

“I want to get down!” Hermione said quickly. “I won’t hold you back, I can, um…”

She spotted the schoolbag in the corner, her eyes lit up, and she ran over to rummage through it, finally finding a magic scroll.

“Headmaster, Professor, this is Harry’s scroll, which contains some Parsleyan pronunciations. I think it might be useful.”

"What is this?" Dumbledore looked surprised as he turned to Felix.

“We’ve mentioned it…” Felix said subtly, and the principal understood immediately.

“Very good, Granger,” Dumbledore praised.

Hermione tried her best not to show any smugness.

Dumbledore touched her shoulder with his wand, and she felt herself become light and airy, and with a little effort, she floated off the ground.

Then, the three of them each cast a levitation spell on themselves. "Ready?" Dumbledore received an affirmative answer, and he waved his wand. The four of them floated into the dark pipe like light soap bubbles.

Next came a long underground tunnel, which Felix wasn't sure was five or ten kilometers long. The tunnel was winding and twisting, and sometimes it spiraled downwards.

With the help of the magical glow, Felix could see that the inner walls of the slide were covered in a sticky, wet liquid, and that many tubes branched out in all directions.

Finally, the downward slide became horizontal. They came to a circular open space, the ground filled with water, and on the water were countless pale rat skeletons.

At this moment, they stood atop a massive pile of bones.

The tunnel was as silent as a tomb.

Dumbledore looked around with a serious expression. He had never seen this place before. He said softly, "A huge project... It seems Slytherin has spent quite a bit of time on this."

The four walked toward the largest tunnel entrance, and in the distance, Felix saw a huge, coiled creature.

"Close your eyes!" he shouted quickly.

Hermione obediently closed her eyes, and Dumbledore and Snape simultaneously drew their wands.

Following his instincts, Felix unleashed a blazing red light, the wrist-thick incantation striking the colossal creature's body with a deafening roar.

At the same time, there was also a very subtle sound of wind—this was Snape's spell.

Dumbledore also intervened, casting a faint golden shield over the four of them.

After waiting a moment, there was no hissing or movement of the basilisk as expected.