Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Early the next morning, Hermione and Harry gathered in the auditorium. The weather was very good today. Wood was very happy and filled every player's plate with scrambled eggs.

"Come on Harry!" Hermione and Ginny cheered Harry while looking at the Slytherin table with their peripheral vision, but they didn't see the conspicuous white hair. Harry was also a little depressed. He had an inexplicable affection for "Riddle", maybe because Riddle's experience reminded him of himself.

To be honest, staying at the Dursley's house would be worse than being in an orphanage!

"Won't he come to cheer me on? I thought we were friends."

"He may have gotten up late, and with so many people watching, it's not convenient for him to cheer for you, Harry." Ron comforted.

After a while, Cyrus walked in.

He actually got up early, but he just went to the secret room in advance. At this point, he needed to use the basilisk's voice to give Hermione a hint so she could be left alone.

After entering the dining room, Cyrus raised his chin at them with Malfoy's usual smug expression.

To others, this might seem like a provocation, but Harry knew that this was actually "Mr. Riddle" greeting him.

"Malfoy is really annoying, isn't he? Although I don't know why he didn't participate in the competition, it's a good thing. Slytherin lost to Hufflepuff last time, and the championship can only be between us and Hufflepuff. The time has come." Wood frowned and patted Harry on the shoulder, "Okay, Harry, hurry up and eat. I want to confirm the tactics before the game starts."

After saying that, Wood left the auditorium and headed to the Quidditch field.

Harry thought that maybe he could say a few words to "Mr. Riddle" before the game started. It would be best if he could get encouragement and recognition from the other party. Then he would be more confident, so he slowly dragged on. After a while, there were not many people in the auditorium.

"How are you feeling Harry?" Cyrus walked over slowly to greet them.

"It's not bad, but Diggory is very good, I doubt I can win."

"You should have confidence in yourself." Cyrus said casually. His mind was not on the Quidditch match at all. Anyway, this match would not be held in the end.

The five people left the auditorium together.

Since Harry had to go back to pack his game supplies, Cyrus separated from them first.

"I'm going to the stadium first."

However, as soon as Cyrus reached the corner, he cast a disguise spell on himself and followed them again. Control the basilisk to swim in the pipe.

At this time, Harry's originally slightly nervous mood was filled with a very heavy worry, because just as he stepped onto the marble stairs, he suddenly heard the voice again: "I'm going to kill people this time... let me tear... …let me tear apart…”

He shouted, and Ron and Hermione jumped away from him in horror.

"What's wrong with you?"

"That voice!" Harry said, turning his head and looking back. "I just heard it again - did you hear it?"

Ron shook his head, his eyes widening.

"That strange sound you mentioned before?" Ginny looked around, "But where is it? It can't be invisible, right? Or is there a road that we can't see?"

"Invisible road?" Hermione suddenly reached out and slapped her forehead.

"Harry - I suddenly understood something! I'm going to the library!"

She hurried away and went upstairs.

"What did she understand?" Harry asked frantically, still looking around to figure out where the sound was coming from.

"I don't know," Ron said, shaking his head.

"But why does she want to go to the library?"

"Because that's the way Hermione is," Ron said, shrugging. "When in doubt, go to the library."

Harry stood there uncertainly, trying to catch the sound again. But at this time, it was too late.

"You'd better act quickly," Ginny said.

"But that voice..."

"It's almost eleven o'clock—game."

The three Harrys left, but Cyrus turned to follow Hermione.

He saw Hermione running towards the library in a hurry, her hair like a bunch of flowers that kept blooming and gathering. She ran to the fourth floor in one breath. The door of the library was locked and there was no one inside. Everyone, including Mrs. Pince, went to the Quidditch pitch.

Hermione pushed the door violently but did not open it. So he simply took a half step back and took out his wand:

"The Alajo hole opens."

The chains clattered to the ground.

"Petrification - an invisible path, it could be in the wall, it should be a pipe - a sound only Harry can hear -"

She walked through the rows of bookshelves, and the previous clues seemed to be connected into a huge web, almost weaving the real answer in her mind.

Cyrus followed her leisurely, and at this time he even lifted the illusion spell. A huge basilisk swam out of the pipe, its steel-like scales rustling on the ground!

This huge monster followed behind Cyrus, but soon lowered its head and swam to the other side close to the ground. Rows of bookshelves full of books became its cover. In the dark library, Only the green colored scales shone faintly.

"That should be a snake - that's why Harry can hear it. Because he is a Parselmouth - but what kind of snake can turn people into stone and exist for a thousand years?" Hermione pulled out several books in succession from the bookshelf. One documents the plumbing system at Hogwarts, the other labels Fantastic Beasts.

She looked through it with the light of the wand.

"The basilisk can live for a thousand years, but the magic power of the basilisk kills people, not petrifies them? By the way -" she suddenly remembered something, "because none of the victims have directly seen the basilisk. Eye."

"Colin Creevey was seen through the camera, and Justin was seen through the headless Nico. Ginny said that Percy and Penelope were in love, and she was holding a mirror in her hand, and she should be dressing up. Himself. And Mrs. Norris, who is a basilisk seen through the reflection of water on the ground. So the effect of the magic is attenuated. It's like hearing the cry of the mandrake with earmuffs!"

Hermione's face showed excited joy!

She solved a fifty-year-old mystery. Needless to say, she felt a sense of accomplishment. More importantly, the murderer was likely to be caught because of this!

But soon, new doubts arose in her mind.

If the thing in the Chamber of Secrets was a basilisk, then Hagrid was obviously wronged. The scene Mr. Riddle showed them last time was still fresh in her mind. Although I couldn't see clearly what the monster Hagrid raised was, at least it was not a basilisk. No basilisk was lumpy and had so much hair.

"Mr. Riddle must be mistaken."

Hermione closed the book. She couldn't wait to tell everyone the answer, especially "Mr. Riddle"!

She wanted "Mr. Riddle" to know that Hagrid had been wronged, that he had made a mistake, and that her ingenuity had unlocked the answer. Knowing the monster's true face and how it moves, it won't be so difficult for them to find each other——

Okay, it's still difficult actually, the plumbing system in Hogwarts is very complicated, but at least now we have a clue!

However, at this moment, Hermione heard footsteps echoing among the empty bookshelves in the library.

"Pa-ta-ta-sha-"

"Who is there?"

Her heartbeat missed a beat in vain, her whole body shrank in vigilance, knocking over her chair, and she raised her wand in the direction of the footsteps.

But the owner of the footsteps didn't respond and just kept approaching.

At this moment, Hermione's clothes under her robes were wet with fearful sweat. But not only did she not panic, she was calmer than before.

‘Maybe it’s the heir – I became his target! ’

Hermione breathed heavily, her whole body was shaking, but she still made the right choice. She knew clearly that she was probably doomed, but even if she sacrificed herself, she would at least leave clues to the truth to her two stupid sons and Mr. Riddle.

So, she hurriedly took down a page and wrote one word——

Footsteps were approaching.

Fluorescent lights illuminated the visitor.

——It's Malfoy!

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