Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

he said softly.

"If that day ever comes, then I think... you should, and must, stand by my side."

Chapter 115: The Mystery of Myrtle! Neville's Request! (5.5K, second update)

After healing Tamh's old injury, Ryan naturally wanted it to leave with him.

He and the basilisk had been comrades who often cooperated with each other thousands of years ago, and they had a great understanding of each other.

The basilisk's venom and deadly eyes can undoubtedly provide great help in battle.

Especially the latter, which is the talent of the basilisk.

Legendary wizards who have come into contact with the essence of magic may be able to resist death, but if they look into the eyes of the basilisk without any preparation, they will suffer considerable harm!

While controlling the basilisk, Ryan was even very confident - if Voldemort appeared again like last time, he guaranteed that he could knock his nose out again!

However, Tamh rejected Ryan's proposal.

"Of course I am willing to follow you, young master."

The basilisk hissed.

"But I am not fit to stay by your side... As the old master said—the fangs of a venomous snake should be hidden in the dark, in a darker place than the enemy."

It says so.

Ryan actually realized this.

Hogwarts today is not the same as when it was first built a thousand years ago - when Hogwarts was first built, Ryan could wander around with the basilisk.

But now...if Ryan takes the basilisk for a walk, a large number of young wizards will probably fall down.

Its eyes are too dangerous and can lead to disaster if you are not careful.

And besides that...

"You showed your magic so clearly today... That means, this time around me..."

Ryan said thoughtfully.

"Yes, little master."

The basilisk said softly.

"Around you, and in the immediate area—I sense no trace of Tom Riddle's magic."

"Maybe he's hidden deeper, or maybe... he's already left the castle."

So Ryan frowned.

There is no doubt that both possibilities mentioned by the basilisk exist.

The body that belonged to Quirrell, where Voldemort had originally placed his soul, was destroyed by him - turning the Dark Lord into a wandering spirit once again.

He certainly had reasons to hide deeper.

But beyond that...if the real situation is the second possibility, then the situation is a bit tricky.

"If Voldemort has left the castle, then...what is he doing for?"

This is the crux of the matter.

Of course, these issues are not critical at the same time.

Because Ryan knows...

"Whether he's hiding or gone away temporarily... eventually, he'll come back and show up again."

After knowing the truth about the secret room, Ryan has confirmed this.

"So, I will secretly look for him for you."

Tamh said softly.

"It is enough to have Friday by your side, little master."

"It can sense my magic. Whenever you need me...it can bring me to you at any time."

Tamh said softly.

"Ok."

So Ryan didn't say anything more.

He didn't even ask Tamh to be careful - because he knew that as Slytherin's pet, the basilisk that had recovered to its full strength was not so easy to deal with.

"Let's go, Friday."

He turned to look at Friday: "Let's go back to the castle."

"Roar!"

So Friday stood up and shook his body to signal Ryan to sit down.

And of course Ryan sat on it without hesitation.

next moment...

"Roar!"

As the colorful glow reappeared, Friday once again used the "Daily Travel of a Hundred Miles" belonging to the magical beast Zouwu.

Their figures disappeared without a trace.

And in this dark and damp sewer, there is only the hissing sound of the basilisk.

"..."

Tamh stuck out his tongue and bowed towards the place where Ryan disappeared.

Then it scanned the sewer where it had been for decades.

Just as it said to Ryan, it will hide in the shadows... until the most critical moment, when it will unleash its most deadly fangs!

But before that...

"I remember...some bugs attacked the little master before."

It hissed and swam its huge snake body towards the long-abandoned exit of the pipe.

It's a little hungry.

And on the other side...

"You are hungry?"

Ryan, who had returned to a hidden corner outside the castle, asked this question.

He looked at Friday, who had turned back into a white cat and was gesturing on his shoulder, and raised his eyebrows speechlessly.

"Didn't we just give you cat food before we left the dorm?"

"Meow!"

The white cat waved its claws in dissatisfaction - [Traveling a Thousand Miles a Day] consumes a lot of magic power.

And...the kitchen’s special tonight includes dried whitebait!

"You even know this?"

Ryan looked at the white cat in confusion, and then suddenly realized.

This guy has actually lived near the castle for fifty years and is probably very familiar with the castle's menu.

No wonder it goes out for a walk every night and gets fatter and fatter.

"I've heard the house-elves talk about the legendary 'food thief' in the castle before... They always thought it was Peeves or some little wizard who did it - tell me the truth, is it you!?"

"Also, why did you keep this from me until now... Was it Tamh's request? That's not a reason... What? You know the location of Dumbledore's special dessert hidden by the house-elves?"

"hiss..."

After questioning his cat righteously, Ryan wiped the corner of his mouth - his sense of justice was so strong that saliva came out!

"Meow?"

"Is that even a question? Be careful and don't get caught..."

"Meow?"

"Of course, I want them all."

Thus, the righteous heir of the Big Four said goodbye to his cat.

However, before the cat successfully retrieved the delicious food.

Ryan still had one more thing to do.

"The first secret room..."

He already knew the location of the first-level secret room from the basilisk.

Although he already knew that this secret room was fake, Ryan still had to go and take a look.

then...

"..."

Ryan tiptoed to the girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle.

He quickly found the entrance to the secret room - it was a faucet in the bathroom with a snake relief.

This made Ryan unconsciously recall what Hagrid had said about the tragedy in 1943.

Myrtle - the poor little witch died here in a way that is said to be extremely tragic.

And now, Ryan almost knew the truth of that night.

The noise and the huge vibration that Hagrid heard should be the sound of Tom Riddle and Tamhe fighting.

"Hiss (Open!)"

Soon, Ryan's Parseltongue echoed in the bathroom.

The sink where the faucet was located sank, revealing the entrance to the dark secret room below.