Under the magic bombardment of nearly fifty adult wizards, almost no creature in this world can escape unscathed.

However, until they reached the corner, the tunnel was still as silent as a tomb.

Except for the bones of small animals scattered around the tunnel, there were no signs of any living creatures.

"Professor, there seems to be something over there."

As they approached the corner, Rufus Scrimgeour suddenly grabbed Dumbledore by the shoulders and said hoarsely.

The wand's light reflected the outline of a coiled giant, lying quietly on the other side of the tunnel.

"Is it dead, or... asleep?"

Scrimgeour's voice was very soft, and he pointed his wand tightly at the outline of the giant creature, waiting for Dumbledore's response.

Behind the two of them, a series of magical lights lit up silently. The wizards unanimously added a layer of magical protection to each of them. Everyone squinted their eyes as small as possible, stopped and pointed their wands forward.

of behemoth.

“Obviously, neither”

Newt Scamander held up his wand and walked from the back of the team to the front at some point, carefully looking at the giant creature in front of him.

The light shines on the huge snake skin, revealing a glistening haze. Under the green snake skin, you can vaguely see that there is no dark solid part in it. As one of the top magical animal experts in the magic world today, New York

Te recognized what it was the first time.

"This is the snake slough, the old skin shed by the basilisk. Judging from the appearance... it may be smaller than we thought."

"Smaller? This guy is at least twenty or thirty feet tall!"

Scrimgeour lowered his voice and whispered in disbelief.

"Well, because it is an adult now, there is no doubt about it."

Newt tapped the empty snake skin with the wand in his hand and explained seriously.

"But according to the records in the books, the adult basilisk can grow up to fifty to sixty feet. As for the one raised by the despicable Haierbo, it is said to be a full seventy feet. It can even kill most fire dragons easily, so

We are pretty lucky.”

"Sounds like relatively good news."

Scrimgeour raised his eyebrows, carefully walked around the huge snakeskin, and checked his surroundings.

"But the bad news is, it looks like it's in pretty good shape. At least it doesn't look like it existed thousands of years ago."

From here on, traces of biological activity began to appear around them. It was obvious that they would encounter a live basilisk today.

Everyone stayed here for a while, waiting for Dumbledore to send a new signal to the top, and two wizards from the Department of Fantastic Beasts were sent here to respond and check the secret passage. The other wizards walked around the snake skin in turn and continued to move towards

Walking deep into what seemed like an endless tunnel.

With the appearance of this ridiculously large snake skin, everyone's confusion about the existence of the basilisk disappeared instantly.

The tunnel turned one corner after another.

Every nerve in most people is trembling uncomfortably.

They hope to reach the end of the tunnel quickly, but at the same time they are afraid that the tunnel will actually reach the end.

Finally, they carefully went around another bend, and finally found that the endless tunnel in front of them disappeared and was replaced by a solid wall with two intertwined snakes engraved on it, with large rings in their eyes.

, shining emerald.

Dumbledore walked forward calmly, holding the Elder Wand firmly in his hand, and cleared his throat.

"Open." He said in a low, hoarse hiss, imitating the Parseltongue he had just learned not long ago.

The two snakes separated.

The stone wall cracked in the middle and slowly slid to both sides and disappeared.

Dumbledore walked in without hesitation.

…………

This is one side of a long, dimly lit room.

Many stone pillars carved with entangled snakes towered up to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness above, casting long and strange black shadows on the entire room filled with green and mysterious light, even Dumbledore's wand.

Neither can illuminate the highest dome.

Dumbledore stood there, listening to the chilling silence.

Is the basilisk lurking in a dark corner behind a certain stone pillar? Or is it still sleeping?

Dumbledore held his wand steadily and advanced slowly between the stone pillars coiled by the giant snake.

For him, the last similar experience seemed to have been a long time ago, even earlier than Tom entered school.

Every cautious step Dumbledore took produced a hollow, loud echo among the ghostly walls.

He squinted his eyes and closed them tightly whenever there was any disturbance, while Scrimgeour, Newt and others were standing a few meters away from him.

Finally, when he reached parallel with the last pair of stone pillars, a statue as tall as the room itself appeared in front of him.

The statue clings to the dark wall behind.

Even Dumbledore had to raise his neck high to see the huge face above:

It was an old, monkey-like face, with a sparse long beard that almost reached the hem of the wizard's robe carved from stone, and two gray feet standing on the smooth floor of the room. Sarah

Cha Slytherin, one of the Big Four at Hogwarts.

On the long beard of the Slytherin statue, there was an obvious layer of water stains and friction marks that spread to his lips.

At the same time, on the stone floor directly in front of the statue, there is a sentence engraved on it.

"Talk to me, Slytherin, the greatest of the Hogwarts Four."

This is the inheritance of the so-called Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. As for the treasures it can obtain... it is obvious.

Dumbledore took a breath and raised his hand to signal everyone behind him to stop. His gentle and calm voice echoed in the space.

"Get ready to fight, everyone, this is the battlefield."

"Gryffindor, deduct 47 points and add 45 points; Hufflepuff, add..."

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Chapter completed!