I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 158 The Secret Chamber

As a loyal friend, Louis would never abandon his brothers.

He first took out Remonia and told her to go down and check on things, and to be careful not to prick Harry. After receiving a reply that everything was alright, Louis released his grip.

A short while later, Remonia's message came back.

"That little guy seems to have fainted, Master." Remonia could tell she was quite gloating.

Louis deftly activated the energy shield and crawled inside the pipe.

He felt as if he had entered a narrow, enclosed slide, winding and turning like a maze, and he could occasionally feel the muffled sound of the shield hitting the tube wall.

Fortunately, his physical fitness has been strengthened over a long period of time, otherwise he would definitely not have been able to avoid motion sickness.

After several twists and turns, everything suddenly became clear. Louis emerged from the tube, and he even heard a clear "pop" sound.

The ground was damp, but thanks to the energy shield, the filth didn't stick to him; only his hair was slightly messed up from the bumpy ride.

With a snap of his fingers, Louise illuminated the dim space. Looking down, he saw Harry lying unconscious on the ground like a toad.

This kid plunged into the pipe, probably landing face-first.

He reached out and touched Harry's nose; he was still breathing.

Thankfully, the savior didn't die.

"Selvio Hexia! (Peaceful Guardian)"

Not wanting to leave Harry lying there alone, Louise turned him over and used a Peacekeeper Charm to protect him temporarily.

Anyway, Deng Xiaoping is keeping an eye on things.

He continued to feel his way forward. The dark and silent tunnel was terrifying, and he couldn't help but think of the horror movies he had watched in his past life.

I was almost scared to death by my own imagination after walking only a few steps.

As we all know, the scariest thing in the world is when people scare each other, especially when they scare themselves.

As he was walking, a sudden cracking sound came from the ground, startling him so much that his hair stood on end.

Looking down, I saw the skull of an unknown rodent. Looking closer, I saw that the ground in front of me was covered with animal bones.

Louis was certain there were no human bones in there, because the bones were too small and looked like rat bones or something similar.

Continuing forward and turning the corner, illuminated by the floating lights behind him, he saw a huge, vibrant green snake molt, as if it had just been shed, coiled on the tunnel floor.

Clearly, the snake that had shed its skin was quite large; Louis estimated that the shed skin could accommodate Harry taking another dive.

This is an important alchemical material! Without hesitation, Louis stuffed the huge snakeskin into his system space.

"This little guy is really tiny." Remonia's enchanting voice rang in his ear.

Louis paused for a moment, then turned to look at Remonia: "You call that a little guy?"

Remonia's sword swayed slightly, seemingly unconcerned. Her voice held a hint of mockery: "The Ardenweald's serpents are far larger than this. The Queen of Winter once gifted two to His Majesty Denathrius, who later gave them both to that traitor Renasol."

Louis shrugged and continued walking. After rounding one bend after another, he finally found himself facing not a bend, but a solid wall.

He walked over and examined it closely. On the wall were carved two intertwined snakes, their eyes inlaid with large, sparkling emeralds, as if they were alive, making the already ferocious coiled snakes even more eerie.

Without a second thought, Louis transformed his staff into a sword and pried off the emeralds, storing them in his system.

Congratulations on obtaining 4 perfect emeralds.

After he finished digging, he realized he should have called Ha to use the snake language to open the wall.

sloppy.

"Alohomora (Open the Alohomora)!"

Louis pointed his staff at the wall, unleashing an orange-red spell.

With a loud bang, his magic blasted a large hole in the wall, just big enough for him to pass through.

Good grief, it's read as "Arahu Opens" but written as "Thunderbolt Explosion," right?

Behind the wall was a long, dimly lit room, with many towering stone pillars supporting the dark ceiling, carved with coiled serpents. It truly lived up to its name as Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets; even Slytherin's aesthetic sense was exquisite.

"Look who's here! The Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin finally has a visitor!"

A sarcastic voice rang out, and Louis looked in the direction of the sound, seeing a pool of water at the far end. On the wall behind the pool was carved a gigantic face. It was an old, gaunt face, with a sparse beard that almost reached the hem of a stone-carved wizard's robe. Two large, gray feet stood on the smooth floor, and on one of those feet sat Tifa, her expression enigmatic.

"Tifa, the teaching assistant?" Louis asked tentatively.

"I can't believe that even after half a year, you still remember me, mortal." Tifa's voice suddenly became very strange, as if several people were speaking at the same time, and surprisingly upright.

Yes, he has a very upright demeanor, making it difficult for others to feel hostile towards him.

"I think you must have noticed something was wrong with me a long time ago, Louis. I must admit that at your age, it would be difficult for any creature to reach the level you have reached now."

After Tifa finished speaking, she gently closed her eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, they were glowing with a pale blue light.

"The Blue-Eyed Demon?" Louis was stunned. He had considered countless possibilities, from Hufflepuff's golden cup to Slytherin's pendant, or even the reappearance of Shuzpaph, but he never expected that what was in front of him was the Blue-Eyed Demon.

"Is it possible... you've mistaken me for someone else?" Tifa smiled, a smile that was both beautiful and alluring.

Louis gripped his wand tightly with one hand, while his other hand was already on the hilt of Remonia's sword.

"I can tell, Master, you're very nervous," Remonia whispered. "Either you have kidney deficiency, or I think you should be more restrained."

"Nonsense, you're the one with kidney deficiency..." Louis retorted subconsciously, then realized that he might really be too nervous, his palms were sweating.

He looked up, staring intently at Tifa, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Professor Lockhart?"

"Oh, you mean my good-for-nothing brother?" Tifa chuckled, covering her mouth, before slowly saying, "Him... he was reborn inside the snake's belly..."

Louis suddenly thought of a possibility.

"You didn't... combine him with snakes, did you?" he asked hesitantly.

This isn't unprecedented. In various legends, demons often like to combine humans with some kind of ferocious animal to create killing machines. This "Tifa" in front of us is highly suspected of doing just that.

"Oh, no, not at all." Tifa's expression held a hint of disgust. "A show-off like him, no matter what he's paired with, will only result in a useless piece of trash..."

"Look." Tifa gestured with her chin towards the distance, and Louis looked in that direction and saw a grayish-black puddle.

"It's a pity this is a secret room, so we can't let him play his final role. I think the greatest contribution to the wizarding world would be for someone like him to become fertilizer for your herbalism class."

Tifa's voice was cold, as if she were talking about someone who had nothing to do with her.

"But this must be a mistake I made. Ever since that snake swallowed Lockhart, the little girl has started to resist me."

"Honestly, it's not easy to find a body that's willing to let me possess it." Tifa's tone even had a hint of resentment.

"Looks like you're planning to kill her to cover your tracks." Louis squinted at Tifa.

"Oh no, Louis," Tifa shook her head in denial. "I think you underestimate me. We would never harm a body, even if they knew our secret."

At this point, Tifa's smile blossomed, as warm as the spring sunshine.

"Whether you believe it or not, these are the rules our father gave us: we cannot harm the bodies that truly accept us... even if they are the most defiled of humans. Ah, how ridiculous, our father would do this for you monkeys..."

Tifa's face contorted for a moment before returning to a warm smile: "Of course, I think there are many other reasonable and compromise solutions, and it seems that the eight-eyed giant spiders deep in the Forbidden Forest can do the job."

"I really wish I could watch that giant snake devour you, you poor thing, but I have other things to attend to. Farewell."

After Tifa finished speaking, she transformed into a streak of blue and white light and floated away into the distance above the secret chamber.

At that moment, Harry ran up from behind.

"Louis, Louis... Ha, you're not being fair!" Harry complained breathlessly.

"There's no time to explain! Quickly, get Ron and Hermione, go find Hagrid and tell him that Assistant Instructor Tifa is in danger in Aragog, hurry!"

"But that monster..." Harry couldn't forget the purpose of his trip, and the sense of mission bestowed upon him by history surged up.

Louis said urgently, "Forget about your monster, Assistant Instructor Tifa is in mortal danger! It's an emergency!"

"But how do I get up there..." Harry asked hesitantly.

Louis was stunned too. Yeah, why the hell did they go up there...?

A clear cry interrupted the two who were struggling with their decision. Fox flew in from afar, still clutching the filthy Sorting Hat at his feet.

"Perfect timing, Fawkes." Louise waited for Fawkes to fly close, then quickly pulled Harry over. "Harry's in your hands now. Take him to the Gryffindor common room, and be quick!"

Fox nodded, grabbed Harry, and carried him in his paws like cargo.

They also enjoyed the benefits of the Sorting Hat.

Harry endured the discomfort without making a sound. Fawkes' claws were sharp, tearing his skin, but with his life at stake, he couldn't care less about the pain.

Louis picked up the Sorting Hat from the ground, and the old hat greeted him when he saw him.

"Hi, Louis."

"Hey, isn't this the old hat?" Louis chuckled, reaching into the hat and pulling out a longsword inlaid with jewels.

"Looks like you really are half Gryffindor, kid," Old Hat exclaimed in admiration. "But Old Hat has a keen eye and sorted you into the more suitable Slytherin."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about our past conflict." Louis recalled being tricked by Old Hat during the Sorting Ceremony as soon as this was mentioned.

"You should think of it this way: if you hadn't gone to Slytherin, would you still have everything you have now?"

Old Hat's words were thought-provoking, and Louis thought about it and realized that if he hadn't gone to Slytherin, he probably wouldn't have gotten so close to his senior.

"Then I really have to thank you. I'll buy you some books to read later. I think you might be able to become a poet." Louis shrugged, ignoring his objections, and folded up his old hat and put it in his pocket.

"Where's the snake?" Louis asked belatedly.

"If you were a little more perceptive, you might have noticed something's wrong with our heads," Remonia said.

Louis then noticed the energy shield that was constantly rippled.

He looked up and saw the energy shield click.

What eyes they were! In this deep, dark environment, they shone like searchlights.

The energy shield beeped again.

* The Energy Shield has gained 100 proficiency and its level has been increased to 17.

"It seems this eye attack doesn't do much damage," Louis thought to himself, completely unaware that it was because his shield level was too high.

Upon closer inspection, a blob of liquid splattered onto the energy shield, creating ripples that flowed down the edges.

Oh, it's a gigantic serpent, the Basilisk from the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin, the culprit behind the attack.

He looks a few sizes bigger than in the movie and the book. Maybe Tifa gave him some kind of catalytic hormone?

This look...

It's quite unique.

Seeing Louis's gaze, the basilisk seemed puzzled as to why this two-legged creature wouldn't die instantly from making eye contact with him. After a long while, he roared with great martial spirit, as if announcing that he was about to attack.

Louis restrained Remonia, who was poised to pounce.

"Do you want to keep it as a pet?" Remonia asked doubtfully, then advised, "Master, such an ugly creature is really unworthy of your noble status as a pet. It should be something like Ysera to be worthy of being your pet..."

Louis could tell that Remonia was only flattering him because she wanted to absorb the basilisk's mental energy.

The anima produced by twisted creatures like the Basilisk is best suited for Revendreth, especially for Revendreth's most outstanding creations.

"I just think this basilisk is a treasure trove. It's such a big guy, it would be a waste for you to cut it down." Looking at the basilisk in front of him, Louis felt that it was not a basilisk, but a mobile, renewable potion alchemy treasure trove.

"But I'm so hungry, Master," Remonia's voice was filled with desperate longing. "Please..."

"Even if I'm tempted, I can't. Such a good thing should be used to its fullest potential, Remonia." Louis picked up Remonia and gently stroked the spine of her sword with his fingers.

"Hmm... Ha, no, no, I'm not craving it anymore, Master..." Remonia's voice was extremely strange, and the sword vibrated at a high frequency with a buzzing sound.

Louis released her, completely ignoring the basilisk that was still staring at him.

"Ha...ha..." Remonia gasped for breath, and after a long while asked, "Aren't you afraid the basilisk will suddenly attack you?"

"Oh, this basilisk is rather unusual; it can't see anything that's completely still." Louis shrugged. "It can't even see the slightest movements."

"Generally speaking, snakes hunt by sensing heat with infrared sensors, but I've simulated my body temperature to be the same as the environment, so he's completely blind now." Louis stared at the snake monster in front of him without any concern... ah, no, I mean his precious darling.

(End of this chapter)