Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

If you ignore the two triangular tufts of hair on the top of his head and the three pairs of long beards on his face.

"How did Mrs. Pomfrey diagnose you?"

Dumbledore pinched the two triangles on Kane's head with his fingers. Hmm, only hair was left, no meat, no bones, but it was still bouncy.

"Mrs. Pomfrey said that the hair follicles in these two places have a bit too much growth, and it will take some time before they can fully recover to human form... Alright, let's stop arguing. Okay, I'm going to open the door now, get ready."

After Kane finished speaking, Dumbledore gave a polite smile.

Obviously, a child is a child, even someone as capable and mature as Kane... well, not mature at all.

In short, even a young wizard as powerful as Kane is still a child and doesn't understand the significance of his experience as a great wizard who has lived for over a hundred years.

Let alone the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin, even if you open the door and see the Basilisk, you have a backup plan. There's no need to be surprised.

Then Kane opened the door, and Dumbledore sighed, somewhat dazed.

He had never seen such a scene in his long life.

The buildings at Hogwarts are all protected by magic, especially load-bearing walls, which are incomparable to ordinary floors, decorations, and exterior walls.

Even thunderous explosions and raging flames cannot leave a large mark on it.

The magic that could burn down Paris in just three minutes could be used to burn down Hogwarts. Even if the fire burned for ten days or half a month, Hogwarts would still be left with only a roughly intact framework.

The result was that Kane, in an unknown amount of time, roughly no more than half a day, using some unknown tools, which appeared to be a few crudely made pickaxes, managed to dig out a conservative two cubic meters of this very sturdy frame.

"Something extraordinary has entered Hogwarts..." Dumbledore exclaimed slowly.

"Isn't that incredible? What kind of respectable magic academy would have a basilisk living in its sewers? And what's even more incomprehensible is that I can't even turn on the drain under the faucet in the bathroom?"

With a pang of heartache, Dumbledore waved his wand and pieced back together all the shards and bricks that Kane had dug into rubble.

Of course, this is just a framework; the magical defenses and magic circuits will all need to be redrawn later.

Then it needs to be soaked in magic for three days and three nights to be truly complete...

Kane breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. The great wizard was indeed the great wizard, and Dumbledore was indeed Dumbledore. He had spent an entire afternoon digging it up, and the other man had fixed it with a wave of his hand.

Then he pointed to a faucet with a gold snake head decoration above the sink in the washroom and tapped it with his finger: "Tom said this is the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin. You need to say 'open' in Parsley. But obviously, I don't know how, so I was going to ask you if you could catch some outstanding Slytherin graduate or something."

After Kane finished speaking, Dumbledore waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that. Although Parsley is a kind of magic, it's still just a language at its core."

"So what?" Kane raised an eyebrow as he watched Dumbledore perform. Dumbledore used Transfiguration to conjure a small, emerald-green snake in his hand, then waved his wand and inserted a strange silver thread into the snake's head.

In an instant, the snake seemed to have been switched on, hissing and hissing incessantly.

Sure enough, after hearing the snake's cries, the faucet slowly began to turn, and the mirror behind the faucet poured water out like liquid, creating a hole the size of a slide entrance.

"Wow." Kane pursed his lips. Slytherin's move was a bit unfair. After saying that, he turned to look at Dumbledore, who waved his hand: "Young people first. Of course, trust me, I will protect you."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, Kane rolled his eyes in exasperation. He was a great wizard, yet he was still so afraid of death.

After mentally criticizing Dumbledore, he flipped over and jumped into the hole.

Dumbledore stayed outside and first picked up the three pickaxes that Kane had used to dig up Hogwarts with his own body, then put them into his robes.

I'll look into this later.

Then he took out the Basilisk sunglasses and the Mandrake antidote droplet from his pocket, put them inside his beard, and turned himself into a stone statue. His beard pierced the droplet, and he was able to recover quickly.

After all, according to Snape, seeing the basilisk after using one of his potions... would hurt a lot!

“Pain is too cruel for the elderly,” Dumbledore said, then arranged everything and jumped in as well.

Chapter 151 I'm a Wizard, so what if my health bar is empty?

Damp, sticky, and cold, like a swamp and a cave blended together, that was Kane's first feeling after being jolted out of the pipe.

Kane summoned a light, illuminating his surroundings, and alas, the little pumpkin didn't follow...

Could it be that Slytherin's classification belongs to the cave? But this is not a difficult matter for Kane.

Thanks to the fact that the little pumpkin had been corrupted by his shadow into a shadow pumpkin, Kane simply took out a crumpled top hat from his pocket, thoroughly corrupted it with his shadow, and turned it into a magician's top hat.

The Magician's Top Hat can connect to the space inside the Shadow Pumpkin's belly, although it's not very useful in combat...

But when Kane took out the chocolate from the little pumpkin—a gift from his selfless and beautiful Ravenclaw senior—and put it in his mouth, a strange sense of security enveloped him once again.

Soon, with another clanging sound from the pipes behind him, Dumbledore was unceremoniously flung out of the pipes by Lord Bull using the force of gravity.

"Hmm, I really should have brought Fawkes with me." Dumbledore was old and frail after all, and it took him a while to sit up before he stood up again and waved his wand.

The next moment, Kane felt that the light was too wide and too bright, so he closed his eyes because he was not used to it. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the whole picture of the secret room.

A huge secret chamber, roughly the size of the Great Hall, or rather, a one-to-one replica of the Hogwarts Great Hall in terms of its design.

Even the starry sky ceiling of the Great Hall is here. Of course, the starry sky in the Great Hall is a magical starry sky, while the starry sky here is a huge piece of obsidian, inlaid with luminous pearls of varying sizes. Dumbledore just waved his wand to activate the luminous pearls.

The only difference is that there is only a portrait of Slytherin's head here, and nothing else.

"Hmm, it's quite obvious, the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin... It's so simple that I can hardly believe it." Dumbledore looked up at it with the same gazing as a first-year wizard seeing the entrance hall of Hogwarts for the first time.

Even though the Chamber of Secrets and the Hallway are not much different in essence, and you can even occasionally see wizard battles between young wizards in the Hallway, the Chamber of Secrets only has Slytherin's big face.

Kane was behind, and Dumbledore was in front, both staring intently at the Slytherin statue as if there were flowers on its face.

However, it is obvious that no matter how you look at them, flowers will not grow on the statue's face.

"So, did Tom trick me? There's nothing left by Slytherin here, not only his statue, but we haven't even seen the Basilisk?"

Kane shrugged impatiently, complaining. After all, he came to this secret chamber for the sake of bloodshed, whether it was his blood or the basilisk's blood that flowed, someone had to die.

But the current situation is like an old pervert who has been longing to find the mysterious room according to the address on the card, and after spending most of the night looking through the window, he is told by another friend that he can pay to go straight in.

Upon entering, I discovered that, let alone the special services I desired, they hadn't even prepared a bed for me.

Everyone has emotions when they come.

“No, I have to ask Tom properly.” Kane said, taking off the magician’s top hat he was wearing and taking the book about Tom out of the little pumpkin’s mouth through the hat.

Just as he was about to turn over, Dumbledore interrupted him.

"I don't think it's that bad, Kane."

"Hmm?" The person Dumbledore was referring to was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"What happened?"

Dumbledore watched as Kane held the book of Tom and put his top hat back on his head, and slowly said, "To be honest, Kane, you give me a very strange feeling."

Kane raised an eyebrow: "Huh? I didn't know the Hogwarts headmaster was also a counselor?"

"Hmph..." Dumbledore chuckled twice, "To my shame, I only realized how important psychological counseling is after I had completely pushed Tom to the opposite side of the wizarding world."

“And you, Kane, to be honest, I think you desperately need it.” Dumbledore slowly led Kane around the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets: “That’s why you’ve lived to be over a hundred years old and are still cheerful and happy, never giving up on any new experience in life.”

"Even in the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin, I will try my best to experience new things that I have never experienced in my long life, such as having a good heart-to-heart talk with you here."

Dumbledore gestured for Kane to hurry up, and Kane, somewhat helplessly, quickened his pace as if playing with a child: "Isn't finding the Basilisk our most important task right now?"

“We’ve waited for most of the semester, a few more minutes won’t make a difference. Besides, the young wizards are all wearing glasses, and the professors have all taken potions, so there’s no rush. Perhaps we should try to solve the mystery and explore this empty chamber. Maybe by some twist of fate we’ll find a mechanism that leads us to a chamber within a chamber.” Dumbledore said, tapping the wall next to him with his wand. He cast a huge revealing spell, but it had no effect.

"So what does this have to do with us going around in circles here right now?" Kane said with a hint of helplessness.

"So why did your first reaction be to seek Tom's help instead of trying it yourself? You only live once, why not try more new things? Cracking the Slytherin Chamber is not an experience that just anyone has."

Kane shrugged helplessly: "It's just because we have different personalities. I only play when I want to have fun, but when it comes to serious business, I'm very efficient."

“We’re the same. I only brought you around here because I knew the basilisk wouldn’t go back to Hogwarts Castle to attack the young wizards. Besides, I like to play too, so I brought this along specifically for fun.”

As Dumbledore spoke, he took out the sunglasses that Kane had commissioned from the Muggle community with Lupin and put them on.

"You know, because my magic is so powerful, I have never experienced what it feels like to be petrified in all these years."

Kane rolled his eyes: "You don't necessarily have to find the Basilisk. The Eye of Medusa can help you too." Kane didn't mince words, took out the Eye of Medusa from his pocket, activated it, and aimed it at Dumbledore. Anyway, the petrification effect of this thing can be removed with a simple anti-spell.

However, when Kane actually took out the Eye of Medusa, with a crisp cracking sound, the Eye of Medusa shattered into pieces resembling granulated sugar.

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow; he had just seen the real... Basilisk Eye in the reflection of Medusa's Eye.

"Ah~ I admit Kane, I was a bit reckless this time. Hmm, resist a little longer, I only need half a minute. After all, this is the Basilisk's magic, not a wizard's magic." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he couldn't move an inch, like a fleshy statue.

Clearly, after being weakened three times, the attack power of the Basilisk Eye has become a prank spell similar to petrifying everything.

Dumbledore had seen the Basilisk Eye, which had been weakened three times. He could break free from such a spell in half a minute if he wanted to.

Kane, on the other hand, was different. He truly withstood the real Basilisk Eye in the shadows solely through the use of potions.

With the Basilisk Eye's instant-death effect, which targeted the soul, being transferred entirely to the body by the potion, Kane felt that if he could still feel his health bar...

There should be only 1 left.

With Kane's health bar reduced to 1, it was already quite an achievement for him to remain standing. The book of Tom that he had been carrying under his arm slowly fell to the ground, unfolded, and the words on it came into view.

【I'm sorry, Kane, I lied to you. Obviously, the true heir of Slytherin returning to the Chamber of Secrets should receive some superior treatment, such as enhanced senses, the ability to control the Basilisk, and the ability to sense that you... are about to die.】

Kane raised an eyebrow: "You're right, I really did almost die."

However, before he was even close to it, Kane felt he should praise one person: Snape. His potion really did have some effect; although his health bar was down to 1, his sanity and magic power were still full.

He slowly raised his head, clicked his tongue as he watched the basilisk rushing towards him and Dumbledore.

The next moment, an overwhelming shadow appeared from an impossible place, namely the ceiling that was emitting a frightening light. The two were clearly distinct, like water and oil. Then suddenly, the shadow descended from above like a meteorite falling from the sky, pressing down straight down in the most unsophisticated but surprisingly effective way.

Chapter 152 Snake Eyes Face-to-Face Petrification Instantly Removed? Dumbledore, you still say you didn't activate it!

As if the sunlight had simply been blocked, a light, floating shadow landed on the basilisk's sturdy body, which was strong enough to go toe-to-toe with Taro after a good meal, and with a thud, made extremely close contact with the floor of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

As the floor shattered, blood slowly seeped from the basilisk's scales, followed by a series of teeth-grinding crunching sounds. Some of the hard, pale snake bones could not withstand the pressure and shattered, bursting out of the body in all directions, displaying a terrifying sight.

Kane slowly exhaled, and two slender shadow hands emerged from beneath his feet, gently pressing down on the basilisk's two yellow-orange eyes, and with a soft "plop," prying them out.

Obviously, I might be able to do something with these two eyeballs.

An eyeball umbrella? That's useless. Maybe I can think of some other uses for it.

As Kane thought this, he slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at the basilisk not far away, which was still being held down by the shadow and was barely breathing. It was clear that it didn't have much time left to live.

However, he wasn't in a hurry to give the basilisk a quick death. Instead, he controlled his third shadow arm to remove the magician's top hat from his head. He first put the two basilisk eyeballs inside, then took out a piece of chocolate. He carefully tore open the packaging and was about to feed himself a piece to quickly restore his health.

Then Dumbledore, who recovered in fifteen seconds, beat him to it: "Hmm, how did you know I like mango-flavored chocolate? I've always wanted the Bee Duke to make me a mango-filled chocolate."

After popping it into his mouth, he continued, "Unfortunately, the Bee Duke clearly didn't like the taste, so he refused my request... I never expected to find one in the Muggle world."