I, Hogwarts Second Week

Owen opened his mouth and muttered.

He is definitely not being alarmist!

With Dumbledore’s abilities and identity—how did you get the title of the White Devil?

With the equipment he has, he can travel across a country quickly without any problems.

Even some traditional magic powers in Europe are not impossible.

Full body, what is the concept of legendary magic items?

This is like the old man in the Muggle world who has a nuclear bomb on his shoulders - he says he won't blow you up.

But just wandering back and forth in front of your eyes, how can you not be afraid?

"You brat, I heard that you are going to find Salazar's secret room."

The Sorting Hat on Professor Dumbledore's waist suddenly interrupted and said,

It still has a deep prejudice against Irving.

He always speaks with a touch of anger.

"Yes! Did you stop the Salazar villain in your head?" Owen responded very generously and without any anger.

One cannot - at least one should not - quarrel with a hat.

"I told you! I only have part of the will of the four founders, and I don't have much of their memory and personality!" the Sorting Hat shouted and emphasized. "I want to say, you better be careful, don't be killed by the secret mechanism left by Salazar!"

"(ˉ▽￣~)Tch~~Are you looking down on me or Professor Dumbledore?"

"Sure enough, after thousands of years of use, are the early symptoms of Alzheimer's disease already showing?"

"Don't think I don't know what that means!" the Sorting Hat yelled, "I'm normal!!! In a thousand years, when even your grandson's grandsons will be reduced to withered bones, I will still be able to open my mouth and give everyone A little wizard who comes to school tells the story of a nasty guy who overestimated his abilities and sought his own death."

"Oh! Are you thirsty?"

"?"

Owen asked sincerely, "There is a silly thing who has been taking classes for more than a thousand years and is still not satisfied. He wants to continue taking classes for a thousand years and has to tell every little wizard again. You are so thirsty that you are so stupid." hat!"

"I'm not stupid, and I'm not thirsty."

"Aren't you stupid?" He widened his eyes. "Let me do the math for you. You have lived for at least fifteen hundred years! You know all the British wizards, right? All kinds of secret magic, and You know the news well, right? After all, the people who have stayed with you the longest are the previous Hogwarts principals, and they are all human beings!"

"After so many years, you are still just a hat and a tool."

"If it were me, with a little planning, I, Ta Miao, would be crowned the King of Europe. I would found the Hat God Cult and be the only true god."

"Look at you now, dirty, wrinkled, disgusted by the little wizard in all kinds of ways, your face - your face is completely humiliated!"

Owen's speech made the Sorting Hat speechless.

In the end, he could only continue to accuse Owen of not having any of the good qualities of Hufflepuff, blah blah blah.

Incompetent - not even furious.

On the side, Professor Dumbledore kept watching Owen and a hat arguing with each other.

He smiled but said nothing, feeling an inexplicable excitement in his heart. Perhaps he had lived a stable life as a principal for too long, and he almost forgot that he once wanted to be an adventurer.

For a moment, he felt as if he was a boy again.

"Okay, it's time for us to set off." The professor interrupted.

Then slowly walked to the sink.

Turning sideways, he looked down at the faucets, and sure enough he found Slytherin's iconic little snakes engraved on the water pipes and faucets.

Reaching out and stroking the snake-shaped carving on the dragon's head, the professor nodded.

Then a hoarse voice came from the mouth to say "Hiss - open!"

——This is the reason why Owen went to Dumbledore. He couldn't speak snake language, and Harry, he was too bad. Those who were holding him back last semester gave him a psychological shadow.

When confronting Voldemort, he once complained about why his portable grandfather was not there!

But this time, he will take the old grandfather directly through the border!

In an instant, the pool in front of them began to rotate as if a floating spell had been cast on them.

The top slowly rose, and the rest began to split and retreat toward the surroundings.

And then—then it sizzled and got stuck!

"It's Granger, she broke the entrance." Owen opened his mouth, then looked at the stationary sink.

Um - is it really broken?

"Yeah - destroying college property!" Dumbledore's eyes fell on Owen.

As far as he knew, it seemed that the child in front of him had taught the little girl to make good use of the terrain in combat and to destroy buildings to physically cover the enemy.

See the entrance to the secret room really emerge.

The professor waved his hand and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to deceive Tom."

Immediately, the stuck entrance continued to open.

"That child has been good at pretending since he was a child. It is difficult for ordinary people to gain his trust. What did you say to him?"

"It's mainly due to the information gap."

The sink continued to sink, and then a pipe, wide enough for a man to slide in, leaked out.

"No matter how powerful he is, information gaps will inevitably make him make mistakes."

Owen's eyes shone and he smiled confidently.

"You're right." After all, he was still sixteen years old Tom. At that time, he still retained the last trace of innocence.

"It seems that you guessed well." Dumbledore pointed to the entrance of the cave and said: "Exquisite design and maintenance of several generations. It seems that the Gaunt family does know the secret of the secret room and has guarded it for more than a thousand years. Hold it."

This is obvious, because this complicated water pipe design is definitely not from Salazar's handiwork. You must know that the original Hogwarts did not have the concept of a toilet.

Wizards often use vanishing spells to cleanse castles of excrement.

Underground pipes and modern toilets were all newly added after the 18th century.

Immediately, Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and Owen grasped it understandingly.

Then, the two jumped down.

After passing through the wizard's forked pipes leading to all directions and various twists and turns, they finally landed firmly on the ground for quite a while.

"Deeper than I thought."

"Crack!"

It's the sound of bones breaking.

It is surrounded by a marble tunnel that can't be seen, and the area is quite large.

The walls were covered with mud, and there was a faint smell of decay in the air.

This is a sewer pipe after all, so it's normal to have these smells.

"Interesting-" the old principal smiled slightly, "it turns out that the monster attacked the little wizard through the pipes extending in all directions in the castle."

"No wonder no trace of it could be found back then."

With that said, Dumbledore suddenly fell silent.

Regarding Myrtle's death, Dumbledore, as the Transfiguration professor at the time, has not let go until now!

But fortunately, I am very free and can do whatever I want.

Get a small steel cannon and listen to music while typing.