Upon hearing this, Harry couldn't help but shiver.
A Wizard, stripped of the right to cast spells.
This was a matter of uprooting their very being.
He was now vaguely beginning to understand that there were many things more terrifying than death.
And clearly, for someone like Huckleton, becoming an ordinary person was a result more terrifying than death.
Walking through the stone corridor, Harry saw the shattered giant snake statue, and on the fractured surface of the statue, tender pink flesh was exposed in mid-air.
Immediately, a sense of familiarity inexplicably arose.
"Uncle Howl, is this… a Basilisk?!"
Howl followed the direction of Harry's finger and looked at the huge snake head sculpture that had already crashed to the ground.
"Yes," Howl nodded, then turned back to Huckleton, "There's a Basilisk at the entrance of Athens Academy?!"
"Nothing is strange. Who knows where Athens Academy is? I just calculated from the stars that it should be here," Huckleton, tied up by Loreton, answered blankly.
Then, he suddenly reacted, and immediately began to Curse something again.
Unfortunately, the next second, his tongue swelled up again, sealing his mouth shut.
"Uncle Howl, could it be… the despicable Hailbo?" Harry suddenly thought.
Because of what happened at school this year, he had a clear and profound memory of Basilisks and their origin.
"Perhaps," Howl nodded, looking at the gable behind the giant snake statue. At this moment, a tunnel had been carved out here.
Howl raised his hand, and a piece of carved stone fell into his hand. Then, under the effect of Transfiguration, it quickly transformed into several small mice.
Under Howl's command, these small mice quickly scurried into the tunnel.
A moment later, the little mice, covered in cobwebs and dust, ran back one after another.
Seeing that they were unharmed, Howl gave Loreton a thoughtful look.
Loreton reacted quickly, then looked around.
One woman, transformed into a Cerberus, was still dizzy from being slapped. One Huckleton was the leader of the Hand of Glory, and one was a former Ministry of Magic employee.
And there was also a somewhat frail old man.
Who to choose, naturally, went without saying.
Soon, guided by the old man, they safely passed through the gloomy tunnel.
Finally, they stopped before a gleaming orichalcum gate. Above the gate, there were various ornate and ancient carvings; upon closer inspection, there were also snake patterns.
"Orichalcum… for a gate…" Howl was also a little surprised by the other party's extravagance.
These two door panels, it almost felt wrong not to dismantle them.
As for the so-called "Let no one ignorant of geometry enter" or similar inscriptions, none were seen at all.
Thinking this, Howl took out his wand and aimed it at the gate.
A moment later, the snake patterns on the gate twisted, like swimming fish, then slowly circled, head meeting tail.
Click—
A heavy sound echoed in the deep, dark tunnel.
Howl raised his hand and pushed the gate open from a distance, revealing a dark Chamber of Secrets before everyone's eyes.
"What is this?"
"A room? Whose room?"
Just as everyone was surprised, Howl turned back to the tunnel entrance, raised his hand, "Wind—Stop!!"
Immediately, a sense of spatial stillness swept over everyone.
After doing all this, he turned back and walked inside, while admonishing, "Once inside, you can look, but don't touch."
"I know," Loreton assented.
?!
Who was he talking to?
Harry quickly nodded, then followed Howl into the Chamber of Secrets.
This Chamber of Secrets appeared to be only about a hundred square feet in size, not particularly large, yet with not many objects inside, it seemed quite spacious.
There were only various manuscripts made of papyrus and parchment, as well as some parchment bookshelves.
A few boxes, and a few tables.
It looked just like the secluded retreat of an old man in his later years.
Howl walked to the table, raised his hand to fix the form of a papyrus, then picked it up and began to read it.
A moment later, he slowly put it down and looked at Huckleton.
"It is indeed the place of the despicable Hailbo, but I think… this is not a tomb."
As he spoke, faint thudding sounds began to appear on the surrounding stone walls.
A rumbling sound emerged through the stone walls.
Howl turned to look, only to see water slowly seeping through the cracks in the stone walls.
Bang—
The orichalcum gate suddenly slammed shut.
"What happened?"
"Damn it, what's that noise?!"
Howl raised his hand, waved his wand, and a huge slash along the perimeter of the gate struck the stone wall.
Then, the orichalcum gate was directly dug out from the stone wall.
However, behind that gate was not a tunnel, but a dusty boulder.
"Interesting," a smile played on his lips.
"How truly despicable, Hailbo…"
As his voice fell, Howl's wand suddenly stomped on the ground, and an invisible ripple extended throughout the entire room.
Then, the entire room was teleported away by him—
The next moment, the surrounding stone walls suddenly exploded, and a massive torrent of water submerged the entire Chamber of Secrets.
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