The gloomy sky outside made the already gloomy castle look extraordinarily gloomy.
Ivan and the others quickly ran towards the Gryffindor Tower, feeling terrified about what had just happened.
"It's unbelievable that Dobby was sent by Malfoy, he wanted to kill us!" Harry's face paled.
"I don't think so, why did Malfoy kill us?!"
Ivan shook his head, saw Harry's unspoken expression, sighed and continued, "Well, even if he had such an idea, he wouldn't be so stupid as to send a crazy house elf to do it This kind of thing is so obvious."
"Then why Dobby..."
"I think he's telling the truth. He must have overheard something related to the opening of the Chamber of Secrets and came here to remind us. He wants to save you, Harry."
"Yeah, he didn't let us get on the train, broke my arm, and controlled more than 80 tables and chairs to attack us crazily." Harry sighed, "If he keeps rescuing me like this, I'm sure will be killed by him."
"Don't blame him, house elves are very slavish creatures. They cannot disobey their master's orders, let alone reveal their master's secrets. Dobby himself has suffered a lot of pressure and injury by doing so. "
"Slavery?!" Hermione snorted, "It's unbelievable that in this day and age, slavery still exists in our country!"
"I don't care about that," said Harry, "I just wish Dobby could tell me clearly who opened the Chamber of Secrets, or what monster was kept in it. I don't understand, it's sneaking around the school Go, why didn't anyone find out!"
"Maybe it can make itself invisible."
Hermione thought for a moment, "Maybe it can disguise itself and turn into a piece of armor or something, I've read about color-changing ghosts in books."
"But anyway, this matter has something to do with Malfoy." Ivan said quickly, "Lucius Malfoy is planning some kind of conspiracy, but..."
He couldn't continue speaking. The three of them had just turned a corner and turned to another corridor when they saw an extremely horrifying scene.
Ai Wen felt that his gastric juice had turned into water, and his blood instantly became cold.
A Ravenclaw girl was lying on the floor, cold and stiff, with a terrified expression frozen on her face, her eyes staring glassy at the ceiling. This is not over, there is a figure next to her, Ivan has never seen such a strange scene.
It was Weeping Myrtle, no longer milky and transparent, but black and smoky, lying flat, motionless, suspended six inches above the ground, with the exact same expression on her face as the girl on the ground. Horrified expression.
"This, this Ravenclaw girl, we met her before, who is she?"
Harry was short of breath, and he looked around the empty corridor in a daze, only to see a group of spiders scurrying away desperately.
"Penelocrivat, she's a Ravenclaw prefect," Hermione replied in a sad voice.
"Another attack, we should get someone to come and help."
Before they could make a move, a door next to it was slammed open, and the prankster Peeves rushed out.
"Ah, so it's you three little ones!"
Peeves giggled and skipped past them, "What are you doing, why are you sneaking around?"
Peeves flipped halfway through a somersault, and suddenly stopped moving. He looked down and saw Penelope and Moaning Myrtle.
He quickly stood up straight and took a deep breath. Before Ivan and the others had time to stop him, he screamed straight up, "Do it! Do it! Do it again! No matter whether it is a human or a ghost, it will not be spared." Ah! Run for your life!"
The entire castle became lively in an instant, and people flocked to it.
During those difficult minutes, the scene was extremely chaotic, Penello was in danger of being crushed, people kept standing in the body of the crying Myrtle, and Alvin, Harry and Hermione were squeezed against the wall .
At this time, the teachers shouted loudly to maintain order.
Professor McGonagall was running all the way, and she gave a loud bang with her wand, and everyone fell silent, and she ordered everyone to go back to the common room of her house.
Ivan heard Justin whispering nonsense about Harry being the heir before he left.
These words were obviously heard by Peeves floating above everyone's heads. He grinned suddenly, revealing a smirk.
As the teachers bent over Penelope and Moaning Myrtle, Peeves suddenly sang, "Oh, Potter, you bastard, look what you've done, you're killing the students, yourself I find it funny!"
"Stop messing around, Peeves!" Professor McGonagall yelled, and Peeves stuck his tongue out at Harry, backed away hastily.
Professor Flitwick and several students carried Penello to the school hospital. But no one knew what to do with Moaning Myrtle.
Finally, Professor McGonagall conjured a big fan out of thin air, handed it to Ron who had just arrived, and ordered him to fan the crying Myrtle up the stairs. Ron complied, and looked at Ivan and the others with worried eyes for a long time before leaving.
"Come with me, Mason, Potter, Granger." Professor McGonagall led them around a corner, and stopped in front of a huge ugly stone monster.
"Cold lemonade!" she said a password.
As soon as the words fell, the monster suddenly came to life and jumped aside, the wall behind it cracked in two. Behind the wall is a spiral staircase that is slowly moving upwards, like an escalator.
As soon as Ivan and the others followed Professor McGonagall up, they heard a bang behind them, and the wall closed again. They spun higher and higher, higher and higher, and finally, feeling a little dizzy, Ivan saw a shiny oak door ahead with a brass door knocker in the shape of a griffin.
Ivan knew where they were taken, it must be Dumbledore's office.
He looked around secretly, couldn't help but secretly marvel. Harry and Hermione beside them were worried, worried about their upcoming fate.
Everything was too coincidental, the first attack was the first to be discovered by the three of them, and it was the same this time. Now even if you tell others that they have nothing to do with the Chamber of Secrets, no one will believe it.
Dumbledore's office is very interesting, it is a large, beautiful circular room, filled with all kinds of funny little voices. On the table with slender legs, there are many strange and weird silverware, spinning, emitting small puffs of smoke.
The walls are covered with portraits of old principals and headmasters, all snoring softly in their frames. There was also a huge table with claw-shaped legs. On a shelf behind the desk lay the battered, crumpled Sorting Hat.
On a tall gilded perch behind the door stood a bird with ornate plumage of red and gold. It appears to be sick and in a very bad condition.
This should be the Phoenix Fox, Ivan looked at it curiously.
Before he could observe carefully, Dumbledore came out from the inner door of the office.
"Albus, Miss Clearwater and Moaning Myrtle..." said Professor McGonagall eagerly.
"I know, Minerva!" Dumbledore replied calmly, "The Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened again."
"But Albus, you must know... who it is?"
"The question is not who," continued Dumbledore, "the question is how..."
Ivan was startled, Dumbledore must have noticed something.
Then, seeing the look on Professor McGonagall's face, he knew that he, like Harry and Hermione beside him, must not have understood Dumbledore's words.
Next, the expected questioning didn't happen, Dumbledore didn't ask anything, and after talking to them about Phoenix Fawkes for a while, he let them go.
Ivan turned around, wondering if it was an illusion, he felt that Dumbledore's eyes had been staying on him.