Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 689: Is it secret?

Like Animagus Transfiguration, for wizards, speaking in animal language is by no means a skill that relies only on talent. They are not essentially different from ordinary people like "The barrier-free appearance of Yirong Magnus" and "The temptation to men of Veeva lineage", but they can all be completed through acquired practice.

The ability of "Snake Laoqiang" to imitate snakes is naturally one of them. At best, it is a type of "foreign language" that is difficult to master.

Just like before Dumbledore was alive, he learned the mermaid language and the goblin language without a special bloodline, and he could understand the words spoken by Snake Laotian smoothly.

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

"Open—"

The sound that came out of Ensi's mouth at this moment was a short hiss in Myrtle's ears, which was exactly the same as Harry Potter who had been here not long ago!

As the voice fell slightly, the copper faucet suddenly burst out with a scorching white light, and then violently rotated with the sink below, like a silent storm.

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

"You, how did you do it?" Myrtle was surprised, covering her mouth with her hands. "People have hissed at the faucet too? Why didn't it—"

"I don't know either."

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

His answer is actually not a random response, because he only knows that he seems to be able to talk to snakes in the grass near his home from a very young age. It's just that most snakes can only make some simple responses, and they are basically the kind that don't answer, and he gets bored over time.

But Ensi didn't expect that this little ability, which seemed to have been useless, suddenly came in handy today.

"Oh-look, is it dark and scary there?" As Ens craned her neck and looked into the big pipe on the ground, Myrtle floated in a little, but It seemed that he didn’t dare to get too close, “It seemed that there was a monster living here before—it seemed to be a big and big snake! However, it was later defeated by Mr. Guidro Lockhart. There is also a special performance on this matter......"

She was babbling about there, but Ens seemed to be thinking about something, even if she didn't even look at her. After a while, Myrtle recovered from her self-talk.

"...What are you thinking...Do you want to go in too?" Myrtle floated in the air, "Better not...Is this big hole not scared? Although... Although brave boys are really attractive..."

But Ens shook his head slightly after thinking about it for a while.

"Close."

He still said the word in a snake-like voice, clear and accurate, but it was a lot more eloquent than Harry had to say before. 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." Ens suddenly interrupted the other person, "I'll get something, and I'll be back soon... If you meet someone else, remember not to tell me about my visit here."

……

More than ten minutes later, in a dark and damp underground pipe.

Ens is sliding fast in this large intricate tube, his thin lips are pressed together tightly, his feet are facing downwards, and he is still holding a very ordinary hand very hard in his arms. Flying broomstick.

This pipe is huge—at least it is much larger than the other diversion holes around it, and it’s perfectly fine to accommodate one or two people. But the inclination angle of the pipe is too large, and the pipe wall is still sticky and wet everywhere, so it is easy to come back down.

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 difficult to fly by then, it is much better than not being able to go back.

In the process of declining, Ens felt that the direction of this tube was extremely complicated, and there would be a zigzag loop every time. Had it not been for the obvious difference in pipe size, he was really afraid that he would get lost here when he returned.

Finally, when Ens felt that he might have reached the deepest underground of the school, the **** of the pipe suddenly eased, and then he was thrown straight out.

"Puff--"

Ensi, who was forced to sit on the mud, couldn't care about the stickiness of his body, and quickly stood up. He rubbed his hand on his robe, and took his wand out of his arms. When the light gushing from the tip of the wand expelled the surrounding darkness, he was able to look at the surrounding situation.

Long tunnels that are as silent as a tomb passage, small animal bones everywhere, mottled and wet stone walls, and shadowy corners where the light will not reach...

This passage to the Slytherin secret room is as eerie and terrible as ever, but now, all of this can only become the material for the younger generations who come to "sightseeing" to scare themselves.

"This is really..."

Although Ensi is still very cautious step by step, and the wand in his hand is always ready to face the enemy, even he vaguely understands that there is nothing left to explore here.

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

He looked at the footprints on the ground of the passage-the positive, the negative, the big, the small, and even many of them were overlapped. He couldn't count how many pairs of soles were here. Stepped on.

Sure enough, until the end of the tunnel, until he saw the crystal clear white frost, he didn't encounter any unexpected situation.

The surrounding area is still as quiet as a real underground grave.

"...Ice?"

Ens stretched out his hand and probed the wall around the door, but before his fingertips touched the layer of hoarfrost, he felt a biting chill. Yes, he shrank his hands again as if he had been electrocuted. Came back.

Look at the white rubble next to the foot, even the stupid person can understand-this rectangular doorway should have a thick stone door, but it was used as a terrible one. The magic was completely frozen into pieces.

"How long ago has this happened?" Enns murmured, "From what the crying Myrtle said, the only people who have been here are Potter's gang and Professor McLean. Needless to say, it must be...No, that "Lockhart" seems to be possible. He seems to be the host of the game tonight?"

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

The Slytherin Chamber is obviously much larger than the previous Hufflepuff Chamber, but now, it has long since become a ruin full of huge rocks.

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

When he learned that many people had come to "drill through the pipe," he had a feeling that he would return without success. No matter what, the parchment was translated by the boss's thoughts. Even if there is nothing wrong to pick up, he still has at least a trace of "come in and visit".

However...just this ruined place, what else is worth visiting?

"Did they detonate a bunch of explosives here?"

Ensi couldn't help but realize that he couldn't even find a target to complain about, because where did he go to find out who actually "dismanded" this place-and he was demolished so thoroughly!

He sighed heavily, and walked a few steps forward. When there was nothing else around him except rocks, he had already thought of turning his head and leaving.

But just as he was about to turn around, an inconspicuous green shadow suddenly appeared in his vision, causing his heart to jump.

Something! What's that thing?

However, this excitement only lasted for a few seconds before being quickly diminished by another thought.

"How many people have been here, even if there are any secrets, they can't be regarded as "secrets" long ago—"

I said so, but Ensi still held his wand and broom, and walked deeper into the secret room with a look of impatience. Soon, he discovered the source of that green light.

That is some light from a wall somewhere. If you look closely, you can still see some outlines. For example, the small green shadow at the top looks like... well, it looks like half a face?

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

"...the stupid successor who tries to afford sin~IndoMTL.com~If you don't have the talent and ability far from ordinary people, I would advise you to turn around and leave immediately."

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

"If you uphold Godric's ridiculous justice, then use your skills 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 kept swirling in Ensi's ear, as if there was a strange magic power, every word was touching his gradually stagnant heart.

"...Salazar...Slytherin?"

　　

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