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Chapter 515: The secret room is opened, Mark and Riven go out together

"This is a very dangerous behavior, Mr. Padrick. For your safety, I suggest you leave the school as soon as possible."

Professor McGonagall came over and patted Mark on the shoulder.

After announcing the news to the students, Professor McGonagall left the hall.

Mark clenched his fists and looked at Harry with a heavy heart.

Harry looked at him, took a deep breath and said to him: "I will help you, Mark, let's go together to rescue Ginny."

"Thank you, Harry."

Hearing that Harry was willing to help him, Mark felt a warm feeling flow through his heart.

"We are friends. We will fight together at any time."

Harry said, smiling at him.

Finally, the three of them discussed it and decided to go and seek Riven's help.

Raven is Mark's sister and the one with the most powerful magical power among the students they are familiar with.

As long as Raven is willing to help a few people, the possibility of Ginny being rescued will greatly increase.

"But... she's a Slytherin."

Ron said somewhat frustrated.

He no longer has any confidence that his sister is still alive.

"Perhaps, Mark, you should go home and ask Mr. Padrick for help."

After listening to Mark's story about Peter, Ron felt that the person most likely to solve the current problem was Peter.

"We can handle it."

Mark came up to encourage Ron, "Hope is not completely lost yet. If we go back and forth to ask for help from our father, Ginny might not be able to hold on any longer."

After persuading Ron, Mark and others went to Slytherin to find Raven.

But when they walked into Professor Lockhart's office, they found Lockhart packing his bedding and preparing to run away.

Lockhart's various exquisite dresses were all stuffed haphazardly in the suitcase.

Various books were stuffed into another suitcase in a disorderly manner.

He also took down the photos hanging on his wall and stuffed them into the box.

"where are you going?"

Mark saw the other party's behavior and asked him with a frown.

"Uh, yes. I have to act now."

Lockhart replied, tearing down a poster of himself hanging behind the door and quickly rolling it up.

"Sorry, I got an emergency call...I can't help it...I have to go..."

Harry asked him puzzledly, "Where's Professor Snape?"

"He was called away by Headmaster Dumbledore, thank God. I never want to see him again."

"What about my sister?" Ron asked anxiously.

"I'm sorry, Ron. I'm sorry about what happened to your sister. Believe me, no one is more heartbroken than I am."

Lockhart gathered his things more quickly.

Harry said in shock as if he was meeting the other person for the first time, "You are the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. You can't leave. Your books describe you as a hero."

"Books can also be misleading."

Lockhart said cautiously.

"You're a liar!"

Mark immediately realized that this guy was a complete liar. He roared: "You fooled everyone!"

After being scolded by Mark, Lockhart straightened up and frowned. "Kids, you don't understand anything. This society is not as simple as you think. If I don't say that it was me who did it, how can my book sell? People like to pursue vanity, and I just tell them a beautiful story to shape their expectations."

“But it’s not easy.”

Lockhart said with a serious expression: "These stories belong to other people. The wizard who defeated the werewolf was a sloppy guy, and the one who drove away the goblin was a witch with a cleft lip. I want to take their stories as my own. I have to follow them, ask them how they did it, and then cast a 'Forgetfulness Spell' on them."

“If you want fame and fortune, you must be prepared to live a hard and busy life.”

With a "bang", he closed the suitcase, turned around and looked at the three stunned people.

He didn't know when the wand was in his hand.

"I'm sorry, kids. Although I don't want to do it, I have to cast the 'Forgetting Charm' on you. Otherwise, you might tell my secrets to others, and then my next book won't sell."

Shaking his head, Lockhart prepared to cast a forgetfulness spell on the three people.

As a result, the next second, Mark's fist came directly towards his face.

With a "bang", Lockhart, who was unable to dodge, was hit hard.

He was hit in the eye and fell to the ground. Harry quickly took out his wand and knocked the opponent's wand out, "Expelliarmus!"

Ron also reacted, rushed towards him and grabbed his arm.

"You bastard!"

Ron was so angry that he couldn't help but kick him.

Lockhart groaned in pain as Harry pointed his wand at him. He covered his eyes and raised his head.

"What do you guys want to do?"

"Come with us to rescue people!"

Mark came over and grabbed him by the collar.

This guy can be used as a pathfinder.

"I don't know where the secret room is. I am incompetent and have no talent!"

Lockhart said, curling up.

"stand up!"

Mark pulled him up.

The three of them escorted Lockhart to Slytherin to find Raven.

While no one was paying attention, Lockhart walked to the Slytherin College corridor, pushed Ron hard, and rushed into the dark corridor.

Seeing Lockhart running away, Mark and his companions were stunned for a moment and then quickly chased after him.

As dusk approached and night fell, Lockhart, gasping for breath, ran wildly in the dark corridor.

As a result, the next second, a green magical energy flashed by.

Lockhart, who was hit directly by the spell, stopped immediately, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

who am I?
Where am I?

Suddenly!

Suddenly a pair of hands reached out from the shadows and pulled him into the darkness.

When Mark and others chased into the corridor, they saw Lockhart was about to go downstairs to escape, but he tripped over a protruding stone and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

Harry and his friends rushed over to control him.

"You liar, you're still not honest!"

Ron, who was out of breath, raised his foot and kicked the other person a few more times.

After recapturing Lockhart, Mark took him and they went to Slytherin House to find Raven, and told him about their findings.

"So you want to find the Chamber of Secrets, rescue Ginny, and kill the basilisk?"

Riven was followed by several female followers.

She asked the female attendant to go back first and asked Mark with a frown.

"Yes, we must hurry and rescue Ginny."

Mark said as he took a deep breath.

"This is too dangerous, Mark. You're just a first-year student. You shouldn't be involved in something like this."

Raven glanced at Lockhart, who was being silently pointed at from behind by Ron with his wand.

"Even if Dad knew, he wouldn't allow you to do this."

Raven thought for a moment and said, "You can go back first. I'll go find Ginny."

"No!"

Mark wanted to shake his head to refuse, “I won’t back off.”

"Even if you are petrified and killed by the giant snake?"

"Yes, sister, didn't Dad say that no matter what choice we make, we will face a price in the end? If I choose to stay, this price may be very high, but for Ginny and for my friends, I am willing to bear such a high price."

After listening to Mark's words, Raven was slightly stunned.

"So I say, you are not being brave, but reckless and seeking death, but."

Ruiwen sighed slightly, "After all, you are my brother."

"Do you have any clues? About the location of the secret room?"

Raven asked the three about the location of the secret room.

Hearing that Riven was willing to help, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"According to the clues Hermione left, the basilisk should have entered through the underground pipes. I guess it might be a place like the bathroom or the shower room. In addition, Myrtle was killed by the basilisk. We can ask her for clues."

Harry told Raven his guess.

"Well, we'll just have to try."

Soon they arrived near a bathroom.

Since Myrtle often cried near the restrooms in this area, the group found her easily.

Myrtle, who was sitting on the toilet tank at the last stall in the restroom, was a little surprised to see the arrival of several people.

"You guys? What's up?"

Myrtle in spirit state asked everyone.

"We want to know how you died?"

Harry asked her.

"Oh, this is horrible!"

Myrtle's tone immediately changed. "My death happened right here. I died in this little room. I remember it very clearly. I hid because they always made fun of my glasses. The door was locked. I was crying inside. Then, I heard someone come in. What they said was very strange."

"I heard a boy's voice and I wanted to open the door and tell him there was someone there, and then..."

Myrtle became depressed, "I'm dead."

"Dead?! What happened?"

Mark asked in shock.

"I don't know. I just remember that I seemed to see a pair of huge yellow eyes. Then I floated away."

"Where did you see it?"

Harry asked her urgently.

"There. Maybe. I don't remember."

Myrtle said vaguely.

She pointed to a sink next to her.

Riven immediately came over and checked the sink.

This is a copper pipe faucet that cannot be unscrewed and is no longer usable.

Riven discovered a small snake engraved on the faucet.

Staring at the tiny snake sculpture in front of her, Riven pondered for a moment and chanted a spell.

After trying several times, nothing happened.

"Let me do it."

Harry took a deep breath and looked at the snake sculpture.

Ordinary spells are useless, maybe I can try my Parseltongue.

He hypnotized himself that the snake sculpture in front of him was alive.

"Turn on!"

Harry uttered Parseltongue, accompanied by a strange hissing sound from his mouth, and in an instant, the faucet was covered in a brilliant white light and began to spin.

(End of this chapter)