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Chapter 151 Pain is still too cruel for the elderly.
Chapter 151 Pain is still too cruel for the elderly.
Dumbledore's office was knocked on once again.
"Dumbledore, I need your help," Kane said softly as he slowly pushed open the door.
"Hmm, this is quite rare. Finally, I have an opportunity to help you." Dumbledore stood up quickly without hesitation after hearing Kane's words.
"Heh, don't laugh at me." Kane said, reopening the headmaster's office door. "Let's go somewhere. I asked Tom how I could assassinate someone quietly, and he recommended a secret room. I think that secret room might be the so-called Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin. Of course, the Basilisk is probably there too."
"In that case, this is very important. Wait a moment, I need to prepare some things." Dumbledore said, returning to the storage cabinet behind his desk and pulling out a large pile of things. He then popped a hard candy into his mouth before finally finishing.
Kane, however, had no intention of giving up such a good opportunity. To be honest, it was the first time he had ever seen what was in Dumbledore's cabinet.
Most of it consisted of books, a few bottles of expensive spirits, some scattered Galleons, and some odd and interesting things.
It seems that Filch confiscated the young wizard's things, and then Dumbledore took them back directly from Filch.
for example...
Kane picked up a ring that hadn't yet been activated by magic: "The Eye of Medusa? These familiar scratches... I remember giving this to Neville, didn't I?"
Dumbledore glanced back and said, "It's clear Neville doesn't know how to use this strange alchemical gadget properly. It's passed through countless hands since it was stolen... I confiscated it from a sixth-year wizard because he felt it was disrespectful for a witch to refuse his invitation, so... umm."
"Well, Hogwarts has a lot of abstract characters." Kane sighed and put the Eye of Medusa back into his pocket, thinking he'd return it to Neville later... or find a way to make Neville a little... a tiny bit stronger.
After the two finished doing these things, Dumbledore was a step behind Kane, fiddling with something strange in his collar while carefully avoiding Kane's gaze as he looked back from the front.
Soon, Kane stopped in his tracks. He hadn't yet figured out how to explain to Dumbledore that he had been forced to smash a two-cubic-meter-wide hole in the Hogwarts wall.
Forget it, there's always a way out. What's done is done, why should we be afraid of Dumbledore finding out?
Dumbledore, however, had a different feeling. He had initially imagined the entrance to the secret chamber to be something grand and impressive, but when he saw that it was actually just a hastily constructed washroom...
Ah, of course, this baptismal chamber is a little special. Due to some historical issues, the history of this baptismal chamber is very complicated.
"Sometimes, about seventy years ago, a female student nicknamed Myrtle was murdered in this abandoned washroom," Dumbledore murmured.
"Hmm...you don't need to introduce her. Because of the Polyjuice Potion incident, I'm acquainted with Harry and the others, as well as Myrtle," Kane shrugged.
"Hmm, speaking of Myrtle?" Dumbledore looked at Kane. Although so much time had passed, Kane's bones and most of his skin had returned to human form. In short, the handsome but grumpy Kane with dark circles under his eyes had reappeared before everyone.
If you ignore the two triangular tufts of hair on the top of his head and the three pairs of long whiskers on his face.
"How did Mrs. Pomfrey diagnose you?"
Dumbledore pinched the two triangles on Kane's head with his fingers. Hmm, only hair was left, no meat, no bones, but it was still bouncy.
"Mrs. Pomfrey said that the hair follicles in these two places have a bit too much growth, and it will take some time before they can fully recover to human form... Alright, let's stop arguing. Um, I'm going to open the door now, get ready."
After Kane finished speaking, Dumbledore gave a polite smile.
Obviously, a child is a child, even someone as capable and mature as Kane... well, not mature at all.
In short, even a young wizard as powerful as Kane is still a child and doesn't understand the value of his experience as a great wizard who has lived for over a hundred years.
Let alone the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin, even if you open the door and see the Basilisk, you have a backup plan. There's no need to be surprised.
Then Kane opened the door, and Dumbledore sighed, somewhat dazed.
He had never seen such a scene in his long life.
The buildings at Hogwarts are all protected by magic, especially load-bearing walls, which are protected from ordinary floors.
Decoration and exterior walls are not comparable.
Even thunderous explosions and raging flames cannot leave a large mark on it.
The magic that could burn down Paris in just three minutes could be used to burn down Hogwarts. Even if the fire burned for ten days or half a month, Hogwarts would still be left with only a roughly intact framework.
The result was that Kane, using an unknown amount of time—roughly no more than half a day—and seemingly some crudely made pickaxes, managed to dig out at least two cubic meters of this sturdy frame.
"Something extraordinary has entered Hogwarts..." Dumbledore exclaimed slowly.
"Isn't that incredible? What respectable magic academy would have a basilisk living in its sewers? And what's even more incomprehensible is why I can't even turn on the drain under the faucet in the washroom?"
With a pang of heartache, Dumbledore waved his wand and pieced back together all the shards and bricks that Kane had dug into rubble.
Of course, this is just a framework; the magical defenses and magic circuits here will all need to be redrawn later.
Then it needs to be soaked in magic for three days and three nights to be truly complete.
Kane breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. The great wizard was indeed the great wizard, and Dumbledore was indeed Dumbledore. He had spent an entire afternoon digging it up, and the other man had fixed it with a wave of his hand.
Then he pointed to a faucet with a gold snake head decoration above the sink in the washroom and tapped it with his finger: "Tom said this is the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin. You need to say 'open' in Parsley. But obviously, I don't know how, so I was going to ask you if you could catch some outstanding Slytherin graduate or something."
After Kane finished speaking, Dumbledore waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that. Although Parsley is a kind of magic, it's still just a language at its core."
"So what?" Kane raised an eyebrow as he watched Dumbledore perform. Dumbledore used Transfiguration to conjure a small, emerald-green snake in his hand, then waved his wand and inserted a strange silver thread into the snake's head.
In an instant, the snake seemed to have been switched on, hissing and hissing incessantly.
Sure enough, after hearing the snake's cries, the faucet slowly began to turn, and the mirror behind the faucet poured water out like liquid, creating a hole the size of a slide entrance.
"Wow." Kane pursed his lips. Slytherin's move was a bit unfair. After saying that, he turned to look at Dumbledore, who waved his hand: "Young people first. Of course, trust me, I will protect you."
After Dumbledore finished speaking, Kane rolled his eyes in exasperation. He was a great wizard, yet he was still so afraid of death.
After mentally criticizing Dumbledore, he flipped over and jumped into the hole.
Dumbledore stayed outside and first picked up the three pickaxes that Kane had used to dig up Hogwarts with his own body, then put them into his robes.
I'll look into this later.
Then he took out the Basilisk sunglasses and the instantly shattering Mandrake antidote droplets from his pocket, placed them inside his beard, and turned himself into a stone statue. His beard pierced the droplets, allowing him to recover quickly.
After all, according to Snape, seeing the basilisk after using one of his potions... would hurt a lot!
"Pain is too cruel for the elderly," Dumbledore said, then arranged everything and jumped in as well.