People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Movies and novels are two carriers.

He didn't read the novel.

The movie doesn't specify which day of Christmas it is.

Therefore, in order for the diary destruction plan to proceed smoothly, he needed to observe Harry in real time and see his movements.

"Basil?" Harry asked softly, crawling over to his bedside and pulling aside the crimson flannel curtains.

Basil did not answer. He knew Harry was only pretending to ask.

Sure enough, in the Hogwarts in his mind, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he tiptoed over and put on his invisibility cloak.

The whole person disappeared into the darkness.

If it weren't for the current Hogwarts, it would be equivalent to another body of Basil.

He might not be able to detect Harry either.

Now he was curious about where Harry would go?

In the movie, Harry thought of going to the restricted section of the library because he couldn't find out who Nicolas Flamel was. What about now?

Now Harry has reached the 4th floor.

But in the library on the 5th floor, there is a shortcut to the 2nd floor hidden by a tapestry.

Still, we can't completely rule out the possibility that Harry wanted to go to the library.

Basil also began to look for Dumbledore.

"Old pervert!"

Baqir was startled and burped a burp that smelled like turkey and cake.

Dumbledore was standing just behind Harry, and the Mirror of Erised was floating and moving behind him.

Bagel had never seen such a superb Disillusionment Spell. Not only the voice, body temperature, but also the appearance were hidden.

Even the magical magnetic field is almost hidden. Perhaps it is because of Dumbledore's superb brain occlumency?

But this is too amazing, you know, Hogwarts is equivalent to Basil's body. Dumbledore is equivalent to deceiving Hogwarts as well.

At this moment, Dumbledore stood with his hands behind his back, observing Harry's every move closely with interest, sometimes even getting very close.

If it weren't for the fact that Basil also knew the identity of Harry's Horcrux, Dumbledore was more likely to be observing the soul and Lily's love spell. He would probably really think that Dumbledore was an old pervert.

But even so, Basil couldn't help but mourn for Harry.

He had also now discovered Harry's destination - the girls' bathroom on the third floor, the one with Myrtle, the one he had said this morning had the secret passage.

At this moment, the old pervert Dumbledore also looked at Harry with a perverted look.

"Am I wrong? I shouldn't have let Harry grow up in the Dursleys' house and let him like the girls' bathroom. Is it not just because Petunia hates Harry that he is a wizard? Well, it seems that having Figg alone is not enough, and there should also be one in the primary school Harry attends. This problem will be discovered and corrected in advance."

Just as Dumbledore was regretting, Harry pushed open the bathroom door.

"Who is it?" A pitiful female voice with gurgling sounded, "Peeves? Are you trying to make fun of me again?"

"I'm not Peeves, Myrtle," Harry ventured.

He suddenly realized that he could disguise himself as a ghost. As he was very familiar with Nearly Headless Nick, he knew that ghosts could also become invisible.

And Myrtle is very unsociable and not familiar with other ghosts.

Pop! There was a sound of something coming out of the toilet.

Accompanied by a stream of water splashing on the ground.

The ghost of a short, fat girl emerges through the toilet stall door.

She had the saddest face Harry had ever seen, half hidden by long straight hair and thick, pearl-colored glasses.

"What?" she asked sullenly.

"I want to ask where the secret passage is. It's in this bathroom." Harry asked.

"You're not a ghost?" screamed Myrtle. "Am I so foolish? I'm just sitting here thinking about my own problems, at Christmas time! And you come and make fun of poor Myrtle again!"

"Even though I'm dead, I still have feelings!"

"My life here was filled with no joy, only sorrow, and now that I'm dead, people won't let me go!"

As she spoke, tears fell rapidly from her transparent little eyes.

"I never said I was a ghost!" said Harry quickly.

……

While Harry was trying his best to calm Myrtle, Dumbledore became serious.

He wasn't relieved that Harry wasn't a pervert.

"Could it be that the creature that killed Myrtle came from the secret passage here? The exit of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is the girls' bathroom? How did Harry know there was a secret passage here? Quirrell or...Tom."

"But Harry will definitely not be able to ask anything. This secret passage and secret chamber cannot be discovered by ghosts, even if they can pass through walls."

"If it were possible, this secret room would not have remained undiscovered for thousands of years."

Dumbledore thought, stroking his beard.

However, this was without Bagir's intervention.

"Our Companion - The Magic Wand" mentioned: [As long as you are a wizard, you should be able to use almost any tool to perform your magic]

And Hogwarts, if viewed as a whole, is also a tool.

Under the cover of the magnetic field of this ancient castle, two Confusion Charms appeared close to Myrtle and Harry's scalps and shot at them one after another.

So Myrtle began to say: "I'll just assume you're not teasing me."

She then spoke of her own death with a look of honor, "... All I remember was seeing a pair of scary-large yellow eyes. My whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away. I died."

“If you insist there is a secret passage here, it should be where the eye appears.” Myrtle floated to the side of the pool and pointed to a copper dragon head with a small snake carved on the side.

"I've heard the rumors, too - I was killed by the monster in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. Although some people say it was the monster raised by that stupid big guy Hagrid (Harry screamed: Hagrid!), he was obviously a scapegoat. This faucet never produces water. And it has a snake mark carved on it..."

Myrtle smiled triumphantly, "This must be the entrance to the secret passage. The method of opening it might be related to Slytherin's most famous symbol - Parseltongue."

"Parseltongue? What's that?" Harry didn't have time to think about Hagrid, he had a bad feeling.

"You don't know?" Myrtle's body swelled up, and she was obviously more proud.

"It's the ability to talk to snakes."

Harry took off his Invisibility Cloak, looking dejected, "Then I am... Parseltongue."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 65 Dumbledore Appears

Myrtle dove headfirst into the toilet, splashing water all over the floor, then suddenly jumped out and floated in the air.

She seemed very excited to be communicating with the Boy-Who-Lived.

But Basil suspected that she was more likely to care about Harry's identity as a living and good-looking boy.

He glanced at Myrtle with disdain.

Although he knew that the toilet cubicle where Myrtle stayed had not been used for decades, he still felt uncomfortable.

Just like he could see every corner of Hogwarts but never looked into the sewers.

On the other hand, Harry stayed where he was.

A feeling of shame lingered in my heart.

The last time this happened, I knew his father was not a good person.

Now, it seems that his ancestors were not good people either.

It's Salazar Slytherin!

The blood must come from his father, his mother is a Muggle-born.

No wonder his father is so bad.

No wonder the Sorting Hat said Slytherin would lead him to success.

He suddenly felt that his body was so dirty!

He subconsciously looked at the faucet.

The flickering candlelight reflected on the snake carving, making the snake seem to come alive.

He felt an inexplicable urge to "open it."

He covered his throat immediately because what he heard was not this sentence, but a strange hissing sound.

A minute ago, Dumbledore, who had seen through Harry's thoughts, drew his wand and tapped the Mirror of Erised.

Let it float back to the room by itself.

He was going to show up and comfort Harry.

But then I heard the snake language.

Not that Dumbledore was arrogant, but he did know over a hundred languages, even trolls'.

This also includes snake language.

He immediately understood what Harry meant by the snake language, "Open it."

Then, the faucet emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly.

Then the pool began to move.

The entire pool sank and disappeared from their sight.

Instead, there was a very thick water pipe that was big enough for a person to crawl into.

"What is this?" Harry muttered.

"This must be the secret passage," Myrtle suggested.

"Do you want to go down? If you die, you are welcome to share this flush toilet with me." Her face turned silver-white with shyness.

"I don't think I'll die." Harry rolled his eyes.

This is probably the secret passage that Bagir mentioned.

Basil must have been here. Considering that Myrtle has been the only victim in all these years, it is probably not very dangerous here.

"I don't think so."

A third voice sounded.

Harry felt as if his insides had suddenly frozen.

He quickly looked behind him.

It was Albus Dumbledore.

"Professor!" Myrtle screamed, and dived into the toilet, never to come out again.

Only the gurgling sound of flowing water remains.

"I-I, this is the girls' bathroom, sir." Harry stammered, squeezing out these words.

"Yes, this is the girls' bathroom," said Dumbledore.

Harry was relieved to see a smile on his face.

It seems that no points will be deducted for being spicy!

As for why the headmaster was in the girls' bathroom, Dumbledore was the headmaster and could go wherever he wanted.

It's not something he, as a student, can control.

"So," said Dumbledore, stepping forward to the pipe, "this is the entrance to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. Is that why you are here today?"

"What did you do just now?" Harry was sure that Dumbledore was definitely not in this room before.

This is his confidence in his keen observation skills as the youngest Seeker.