I'm Really an Alchemist

Ron whispered: "Uh... why don't we report to the professor... well, don't look at me like that, can't I go?"

The two boys put on their invisibility cloaks and quietly left the public rest area.

They are immune to Hogwarts in the middle of the night. Last year, the deduction trio walked out of the dormitory several times in the middle of the night, wandering in the dark and silent castle, but this time, there was an extra weird person in the castle. rumor.

Ron Weasley was full of fear, afraid that something strange would startle him.

He hurriedly took out the Marauder's Map, tapped his wand on the map, and whispered a curse: "I solemnly swear that I have done no good!"

The parchment map rippled like water waves, revealing the flat topography of Hogwarts. Whether it was classrooms, corridors, or secret passages, they were all clearly displayed, and there were traces of footsteps on them.

It's like a GPS positioning system.

Ron saw the center of the map, showing his and Harry's names.

"The professors are all staying in their offices. Hahaha, Mr. Filch and Mrs. Pince are actually in the school hospital."

"Keep your voice down!" Harry patted his laughing friend.

Holding his invisibility cloak, he said, "Mr. Filch is in the school hospital. Please check if there is another person in the castle. That is the real culprit we are looking for!"

Ron held the map in his hand and observed it carefully, but let out a low cry.

Harry looked down.

On the map, a series of walking footprints appeared on the stairs from the eighth floor to the seventh floor.

Horrifyingly, this string of footprints does not reveal a name.

"This, this, this..." Ron's teeth were chattering in fear, and Harry also took a breath. They thought it was a dark wizard who had sneaked into the school, but there was a series of unnamed footsteps.

Could it be that it was really a school ghost story.

Students who do not exist at Hogwarts.

Ron was on the verge of tears.

"Harry, let's not go, it's a nightmare!"

After Harry was frightened, he developed a strong curiosity. He carefully held his wand tightly, and looked at his friend helplessly: "We are wizards who know magic, so we are afraid of some weird school stories. Is it possible that there are not enough strange stories at Hogwarts? "

In this magic school, there are moving portraits, singing skeletons, and the souls of the dead floating around.

In the Muggle world, any of them can be called a strange story.

The two settled down and followed the footprints on the map. The terrified Ron didn't notice that shortly after they left, the footprints of a fourth person and her name appeared on the map.

Ginny Weasley.

"The footprints are gone!"

Harry and Ron stopped under the invisibility cloak, and the footprints that had been shown on the map just now disappeared suddenly.

The two hurried to the place where the footprints disappeared.

It was an abandoned bathroom on the second floor.

"This is Myrtle's bathroom." Ron explained in a low voice: "Myrtle is a very nervous ghost, no one likes her, so this bathroom is abandoned."

The voice fell.

Their bodies froze suddenly, and an illusory girl ghost floated out of the bathroom like sleepwalking.

"No one likes myrtle, everyone hates myrtle."

The girl babbled and drifted towards the quiet corridor.

She suddenly woke up, and stopped in front of Harry and Ron suspiciously, as if she saw something.

However, an invisibility cloak can blind even ghosts.

Myrtle couldn't touch the entity, she passed through the stiff Harry and Ron, and then hummed an ethereal song while drifting towards the end of the corridor.

The boys gasped when she left.

The feeling of being passed by a ghost is not a good experience.

The two turned to look at Myrtle, who was going away, and walked slowly into the abandoned bathroom. However, this women's bathroom was empty, and there was no figure of anyone. That nameless footstep disappeared here.

They found no trace.

"When you were looking for him, you couldn't find him anyway." Ron read the rumors of strange campus stories in a trembling voice, and he almost cried: "Harry, let's go back!"

Harry was also terrified by this strange incident, he quickly put away the map, and left the bathroom with his friends.

On the way back to the dormitory, they meet the sleepwalking Myrtle again.

"Myrtle must know something!" Harry guessed. "Maybe we can learn something from her!"

Ron begged: "Please, it will be the same when we come back during the day!"

Under the begging of his frightened friend, Harry could only put aside this thought temporarily and left in a hurry.

About ten minutes passed.

Ginny Weasley walked out from another passage, and walked cautiously and nervously to the bathroom.

She went to the washbasin and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

The trembling little hand slowly rubbed on the faucet, and stopped in front of the faucet carved with a small bronze snake.

"Open it."

The black diary in her left hand unfolded without wind, words emerged on the gray blank paper.

"Open it, and your unwillingness and resentment will be liberated."

"All will be liberated..." Ginny's eyes turned gray, and she spoke hoarse Parseltongue to the bronze faucet, and the mechanism of the sink was opened, revealing the tall passage inside.

.....

in the secret room.

The basilisk with its body coiled up suddenly felt a sense, and raised its body high, its yellow snake pupils were filled with coldness, and the snake letter, which was as sharp as a knife, hesitated and looked towards the direction of the gate.

"someone is coming?"

The black wizard who was doing the experiment immediately stopped the experiment in his hand, and put all the experimental props into the seamless expansion box, and used the transformation technique to smooth out the traces.

He patted the basilisk's head, turned into a black shadow, and quickly hid in a dark corner.

It didn't take long.

The door of the secret room is wide open.

Ginny Weasley, who was only in her pajamas, walked into the secret room, a little confused, still clutching the Tommy Riddle's diary in her hand.

Ginny saw the giant green snake coiled in front of the Slytherin Colossus, eyes closed and sleeping. She let out a short exclamation and turned around to run away.

"Put me on the ground."

Words appeared in the diary.

Ginny Weasley was bewildered by the diary, and stopped her instinctive escape. She moved her body and approached the sleeping giant step by step, and the magic power in her body was continuously poured into the diary.

Ginny, who had lost her magic power and vitality, turned pale. She obeyed the order and spread out the diary, gently placing it on the ground.

The diary glowed faintly, and then a phantom figure emerged from it.

It was a young man with black hair and black pupils, extremely handsome face, wearing a Slytherin green school robe, and possessing the noble temperament of Slytherin. He was exactly the seventeen-year-old soul fragment of Voldemort.

Tom Gunter Riddle.

A confident smile escaped from the corner of Tom Riddle's mouth. Even the illusory memory spirits have a convincing and follow-through temperament. The dark wizard who hides in the dark and eats melons has to admit that Voldemort in this period does have a unique personality. personality charm.

"I am the heir of Slytherin, wake up, Basilisk!"

Tom Riddle called to the sleeping green serpent with hissing Parseltongue.

"To complete the mission that Salazar Slytherin gave you."

The basilisk slowly opened its eyes and raised its head proudly. It recognized the familiar voice.

Fifty years ago, it was this voice that opened the secret room.

That was his former master, a descendant of Salazar, and the only Parseltongue that could drive him.

but....

That was the former owner.

The basilisk put its head on the ground again, completely ignoring Tom Riddle, who was beside him. Now that its owner has changed, it is already giving face to its former owner by not petrifying this chattering spirit.

Tom Riddle's proud and confident expression was stiff on his face.

He looked at the sleeping basilisk and strengthened his tone, wanting to order the basilisk cultivated by his ancestors to obey the order, but the giant snake wriggled and buried its head directly under it.

A tired attitude that you don't disturb my sleep.

"It was obviously not like this fifty years ago!"

Tom Riddle was extremely shocked, and he couldn't stand under Ginny's suspicious gaze.

The black wizard looked at the embarrassed Tom Riddle, and snickered. His body shape and appearance slowly changed, and he became a little Harry Potter fan, Colin, a first-year freshman. The black wizard robe on his body also changed. Gradually shrinking, becoming a red Gryffindor school robe.

Immediately afterwards, he ran out of the shadows.

"Ginny!"

The familiar and immature call made Ginny Weasley flustered. She turned around, only to see that mudblood classmate who always followed her and was particularly annoying standing at the door of the secret room, looking at her in disbelief.

"Why are you here?" Ginny quickly covered her face, she didn't dare to let others know what she was doing.

Colin Creevey said: "I, I saw you walking out of the lounge in the middle of the night... I was worried about your safety, so I followed you quietly."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Ginny.

"What are you doing here, Ginny!" He stretched out his hand anxiously: "Run away, that snake is about to wake up!"

Ginny screamed violently.

"Don't come near me!!"

Colin Creevey stopped, and even the sleeping giant snake raised his head in dissatisfaction, thinking that if I hadn't acted to cooperate with the master, you guys would have brought me a supper.

Ginny looked helplessly at the indifferent Tom Riddle, hoping that he could help her.

Tom Riddle looked at the bewildered Mudblood boy not far away, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.