Dumbledore and the Chamber of Secrets (Bonus)

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After replying to the letter, a silver-white phoenix flew into Ethan's office through an open window.

The Phoenix opened its mouth, but what came out of it was Dumbledore's voice. "Ethan, please come to the door of the women's bathroom on the second floor; I'll be waiting for you here."

"Okay, I will be there." Ethan sighed helplessly and agreed. He already knew what Dumbledore wanted to do.

When the silver phoenix heard Ethan's agreement, it nodded, turning into a cloud of silver mist and dissipating in the office.

Ethan put on his armor unhurriedly, sharpened two swords, and strapped a set of bombs to his back. He arrived at the door of the women's bathroom fully armed.

Dumbledore was wearing a gray wizard's robe and a flat-topped hat that was equally gray. He was standing at the door of the women's bathroom, looking left and right, waiting for Ethan, looking very wretched.

Next to him stood a filthy house-elf, with ears as large as bats and protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls, wearing a dirty old pillowcase.

Seeing Ethan coming, Dobby screamed, stretched his slender legs, and stumbled towards Ethan.

"Dobby wants to apologize to Mr. Ethan!" When he got up, Dobby hugged Ethan's leg tightly and started crying. Ethan was a little helpless. He didn't understand why house elves liked to hug his leg.

"Dobby was wrong about Mr. Ethan! Mr. Dumbledore told Dobby the truth! Mr. Ethan has been helping Harry Potter, and I've been speaking ill of Mr. Ethan in front of Harry Potter. !"

Speaking of which, Dobby couldn't hold back the grief in his heart any longer and burst into tears.

"Dobby is the worst house elf!" After speaking, Dobby began to kneel on the ground to grab the ground with his head. His head hit the ground with a dull sound to punish himself.

"Alright, alright, Dobby, I forgive you." Ethan couldn't stand the house elf's crying and hurriedly spoke out to comfort Dobby.

"Mr. Ethan doesn't blame Dobby; Mr. Ethan is so generous!" Dobby got up from the ground, loudly cried, and then tried to hug Ethan's leg.

Ethan hurriedly walked away. Dobby was snot and in tears now, and he didn't want Dobby to rub his snot on his pants.

The scene at this time was bizarre. A professor and the headmaster of Hogwarts were standing at the door of the women's bathroom, and a crying house-elf was standing next to them.

Fortunately, there were no other students and teachers around. Ethan walked a few steps to Dumbledore. After a while, the students would be dismissed. The door of the women's bathroom was mysterious.

Dumbledore was slightly surprised to see Ethan fully armed, but he said nothing after all,

"Ethan, I know the chamber; please come with me."

Dumbledore led Ethan into the women's bathroom. Myrtle suddenly jumped out, wanting to see if it was the daring little witch who dared to skip class here.

Then she saw Dumbledore with a serious face and Ethan following behind Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's prestige is quite considerable; when Myrtle saw Dumbledore, she didn't dare to speak.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Warren; I'm just here to ask a few questions," Dumbledore asked gently.

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Myrtle relaxed a lot. "I didn't expect you to remember my name, Professor Dumbledore," Myrtle said in a small voice, tears streaming from her bloodshot eyes again. Came out.

"You took my class, Miss Warren, and I won't forget the names of any students," Dumbledore said softly.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, thank you." Myrtle sobbed softly again; she hadn't heard anyone call her name for too long.

"Miss Warren, I need your help. Can you tell me how you died here," Dumbledore said with a hint of intolerance and shame in his eyes.

Dumbledore couldn't protect his students at that time, and now he has to let the dead students repeat the cause of death, which makes him very uncomfortable.

Ethan thought Myrtle would be reluctant to answer this question, but unexpectedly, Myrtle suddenly became energetic when she heard it.

"The situation at that time was very terrifying," Myrtle began to tell the story of fifty years ago.

"It happened here. I died in this toilet. I clearly remember that Olive Hornby laughed at me for wearing glasses." Speaking of which, Myrtle stomped a little angrily.

"I just hid here. I locked the door, cried inside, and suddenly heard someone enter. What he said was funny. It must be in another language."

"But what annoyed me the most was that I heard a boy's voice talking. So I opened the door, yelled at him to go away, to go the boys' bathroom, and—" Myrtle thought she was fantastic, chest up, face radiant,

"I died," Myrtle announced loudly.

Myrtle suddenly lowered her voice mysteriously and said, "I remember seeing terrifyingly large yellow eyes. My whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away..." She looked dazed. Could you look at Dumbledore?

"I returned later and was determined to settle accounts with Olive Hornby. She regretted so much that she laughed at me for wearing glasses."

"Miss Warren, where did you see those eyes?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's almost there," said Myrtle, gesturing vaguely to the pool before her.

Dumbledore hurried over and checked the pool inside and out, up and down, and he didn't even let go of the water pipes below.

Immediately afterward, Dumbledore found a small snake carved on the side of a copper faucet.

Dumbledore turned the faucet on, but not a drop of water came out.

"That faucet doesn't work." Seeing Dumbledore studying the faucet, Myrtle hurriedly reminded.

Dumbledore carefully observed the faucet, and then a low hissing sound came out of Dumbledore's mouth.

The voice frightened Dobby, who was standing aside, and took a few steps back.

Suddenly, the dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and spun rapidly. Then, the pool also moved. Ethan watched as the pool slowly disappeared, revealing a thick water pipe going down.

"I think this is the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets," Dumbledore said.

"Miss Warren, can I ask you one thing?" Dumbledore did not rush but turned to talk to Myrtle.

"Just say it, Professor Dumbledore," Myrtle replied cautiously, not used to Dumbledore speaking to her in such a tone.

"There may be two little wizards coming over in a while. If they want to ask anything, please tell the truth, but don't reveal our coming here." Dumbledore said.

"I'll do as you say." Myrtle bowed slightly and respectfully agreed to Dumbledore.

"I'm going down," Dumbledore said.

"No, let me go first." Ethan offered to let himself go first.

A gleam of relief appeared in Dumbledore's eyes, and he was about to say something when Dobby screamed.

"Be sure to let Dobby come! Mr. Dumbledore and Mr. Ethan don't have to take risks! Let Dobby come! Dobby can defeat the big bad snake alone!"

Before Ethan and Dumbledore could react, Dobby rushed into the passage.