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

"I don't need an invisibility cloak to be invisible," Dumbledore said gently. "You don't have to worry about losing points. It's vacation time now, and I'm returning this cloak to you."

"Do you know my father?" Harry was about to continue asking about his father, but the next second, he thought of Basil.

"Then you also returned the diary that Bagel received before to him."

At the same time, he secretly wondered if Dumbledore also had a job as an estate custodian. Why did both of their fathers give their things to Dumbledore for safekeeping before they died?

"What?" Dumbledore's expression turned serious.

Every time I hear this boy's name, nothing good happens.

Harry began to talk about the diary and the note.

Under the white leather cover of the diary is a tattered black cover.

Finally he mentioned that he came here because Bagir said there was a secret passage in this bathroom.

"It seems that we have to go down and take a look." Dumbledore said calmly.

But beneath his calm appearance, there was a huge wave of turmoil in his heart.

He knew who killed Myrtle, and he also knew that Riddle once had a diary with a black cover.

But then suddenly one day it disappeared.

This diary might be a Horcrux.

How it got to Basil might have something to do with the Malfoy family.

The only person who had a grudge against the boy and had the ability to do so was Lucius Malfoy.

As a family favored by Voldemort, it was only normal for them to be given a Horcrux and asked to keep it for him.

But considering that Lucius Malfoy had the audacity to use this precious object as a weapon to murder a boy.

Voldemort probably did not tell Lucius Malfoy the truth about the diary.

A bad premonition came to his mind. With such a careless attitude, Voldemort might have more Horcruxes than he imagined.

"Now?" Harry was a little confused.

Especially after Dumbledore finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment.

His body became much more hunched.

"Now." Dumbledore stepped forward and jumped into the pipe first.

The boy was a great wizard, and he shouldn't be confused by a Horcrux.

But he still wanted to go and see.

Harry folded the Invisibility Cloak and put it aside.

Then he slowly crawled into the pipe, and then let go and let himself slide down.

But the next second, Harry regretted it.

He could not see Dumbledore in front of him at all.

The pipe was not only dark but also sticky, winding and full of twists and turns, and had a very steep slope.

And it was very long. The further down you went, the more humid the air became, and it felt like you were reaching a place several miles below the school - the bottom of the lake.

His butt was bumping around and it no longer felt like his own.

After about ten minutes, the pipe began to smooth out.

Then it fell down and landed on a soft cushion.

He stood up and realized that the cushion was an air cushion, which should have been created by Dumbledore using magic.

This was a dark stone tunnel. The ground was very damp and made a clattering sound when one walked in it. It was large enough for a person to stand inside.

Dumbledore is not here.

But the fluorescent light coming from the front should be released by Dumbledore.

He walked forward along the light, stepping on many small animal bones on the way.

After turning a corner, Harry stood still.

Dumbledore was squatting there with a ball of light floating above his head.

His body was very clean, without a trace of the slime from the pipes.

However, this was not the main reason for Harry's daze.

Next to Dumbledore, on the other side of the tunnel, lay the outline of a huge creature, motionless.

"Is this the monster in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets? Killed by Dumbledore?" Harry thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 66 The pierced diary

Dumbledore seemed to have the power to see into people's hearts.

Harry was still confused when he said, "Harry, if you look closer, you'll see it's just snake skin."

Harry walked over with a quicker step.

As he got closer, he saw that it was indeed a huge, bright green snake skin, at least twenty feet long.

It was obviously the skin of a venomous snake, lying coiled on the floor of the tunnel, and the inside was empty.

"What kind of snake skin is this?" Harry was curious. "Was Myrtle poisoned?"

"The Basilisk. It was the Basilisk's stare that killed Myrtle." Dumbledore sighed.

"Can sight kill?" Harry quickly closed his eyes that were just looking around.

"Yes. But if you look at it indirectly, it will only petrify the body. This is a creature created by the dark wizard, the despicable Herpo - a toad hatched from an egg." Dumbledore stood up, "Don't close your eyes anymore, Harry. We should go in."

"Go in? What if we encounter a basilisk? We all have glasses, does that count as indirect observation?" Harry suddenly forgot his previous assumption that the Chamber of Secrets was safe. Going in would not give him any extra points, and he would have no money, so what was he doing?

Bagel, who had already laid out the traces in the Chamber of Secrets and created the Voldemort Echo, coughed awkwardly before checking the name and data of the echo.

Because he emphasizes money and some utilitarian words all day long.

Harry doesn't seem to be as easily fooled by his own desire for adventure as in the original book.

Dumbledore in the tunnel almost stumbled, thinking, "Is this really Harry?"

In his expectation, Harry should say with a little excitement: "Let's go."

"Why is it not James at all, but Lily. Could it be because of that Badger Granger again?"

Of all the people around Harry, only Granger is a variable.

Dumbledore remained calm on the surface.

To Harry calmly said: "Look at my right hand."

Harry opened his eyes and looked.

Dumbledore's hands were very slender, with almost no signs of aging, and very white.

A few seconds later, just when Harry was about to wonder if Dumbledore was showing off his beautiful hands, Dumbledore's hands caught fire with silver-white flames.

"Your hand -" Harry was halfway through his sentence when he saw the flames break away from Dumbledore's hand and move along his line of sight towards his eyes.

He didn't even have time to close his eyes before the growing fireball touched his eyeballs.

But what came was not a burning sensation, but a cool feeling.

The dirt and mud on his body fell off automatically and fell smoothly onto the wet ground.

When he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and his vision was blurry.

Dumbledore's voice came to my ears.

"Harry, you could try taking off your glasses."

Take off my glasses? Am I not nearsighted? Harry was a little confused.

But I still took off my glasses, and the world that should have been blurry is now very clear.

"Haha, I'm not nearsighted anymore?" Harry was so excited that he threw the glasses in his hand directly to the ground.

"Harry," Dumbledore said, "this is only temporary. The flames I have created in your eyes will protect you from the basilisk's gaze."

Harry picked up his glasses hastily.

There were cracks on the lenses of the glasses. He heard a short burst of syllables from Dumbledore behind him. His fingers felt warm when they touched the frame, and the lenses returned to their original state.

He put his glasses in his pocket, and his inner confusion disappeared.

This magical scene made him realize that he was now next to Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard of this era, no, in known history.

What's a mere basilisk?

According to Bagir, he just needs to be a motionless pendant and cling to others.

With this abundant confidence, they quickly turned one corner after another and came to a wall.

It looked very solid, and was carved with two snakes entwined with each other, with large, sparkling emeralds in their eyes.

"If Basil saw this, he would definitely try to pry these emeralds off." Harry thought with a silly smile, but he denied it the next second, "No, Basil should have been here. He must have tried, but couldn't pry them off. Should I ask Dumbledore for help later?"

"Also, that basilisk skin is probably also very valuable. Bagel found it first, so it should be his. I'll tell Dumbledore about it when we get out."

Harry, who had received British education since childhood and had the advanced idea that whoever discovered something would get it, had it etched into his bones. He didn't even know how to hand it over to the country and get 50 yuan or a silk banner. He thought so.

He didn't think any further and just hissed at the two snakes.

"Open."

The two snakes separated, and the stone wall cracked in the middle, slowly sliding to both sides and disappearing.

"This is—" Harry was stunned.

What came into his sight was a sea of ​​green.

The stone pillars and the ground were all covered with dense vines and tendrils of Devil's Snare.

And Dumbledore on the side seemed to have discovered something even more shocking.

Suddenly the wind picked up and a gust of wind blew past Harry.

Dumbledore's figure disappeared from where he was and reappeared at the feet of the monkey-faced statue at the end of the room.

Harry stood still, not daring to get any closer.

Ever since the troll incident after the last Halloween dinner, he knew that the Devil's Snare was afraid of light.

But Bagir's Devil's Snare is not to be feared.

He was worried that Bajir's Devil's Snare came from here.

Once you step in, you will be entangled and strangled by dense tendrils and vines.

About ten minutes later, Dumbledore disappeared from the monkey statue, and another gust of wind blew by.

He stood beside Harry, holding a diary with a black cover that had holes in it.

"T M. Riddle." Harry looked at the first page and read it word by word.

Then he gasped, "Tom Riddle, Voldemort!"

He quickly looked at Dumbledore again, "This is what Hagrid told me. Tom Riddle is Voldemort, two years older than him. The diary that Bagel received was Voldemort's, but... why?"

Harry's IQ took over because of his worry about his friend.

Everything about entering the wizarding world, Hagrid's words, going to Gringotts to pick up the goods, the stairs that inexplicably sent them to the restricted area on the fourth floor, and the troll, could it be that all of this was arranged by Dumbledore.

The so-called father's diary that Basil received was actually Voldemort's.

Could his invisibility cloak also be Voldemort's?

He suddenly no longer missed the Invisibility Cloak that he had left there.

Dumbledore had not expected Harry to begin to doubt him.

He just thought Harry was explaining why he knew Voldemort's real name.

He forced a smile from his now heavy face: "I know all this."