Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Are you okay?"

Looking at everyone's changed appearance, even the voices changed to the other person's.

"Not bad." Goyle's harsh voice came from the right, where Ron's position originally belonged.

Hermione and Ginny had also completed their transformation. They looked at each other with a little shock in their eyes.

"It's unbelievable." Ginny looked at her whitened palms and long hair that had turned white. "But I probably won't try it again. It's too painful."

"Okay, we have to hurry up." Hermione said, "Slytherin's common room is in the dungeon. I think it will take us a long time to get there."

After that, she took out Slytherin's college uniforms and asked everyone to change into them.

After everything was ready, they carefully came out of the door of the Room of Requirement, and then jumped to the dungeon as fast as possible.

Hogwarts was almost empty at Christmas, and they didn't have to worry about being discovered by others, but there was a very critical problem. They didn't know the password to the Slytherin common room.

"Catch a Slytherin student and ask?"

"Come on Ron, how can there be anyone else here besides us?" Ginny scolded.

"Malfoy, maybe he can take us in."

Everyone who was talking was interrupted by a voice behind them.

"What are you doing here?"

That was none other than Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, and Severus Snape, who had just returned from Christmas dinner.

"Students are not allowed to wander around the school late at night, not even on Christmas." Professor McGonagall stared at the Louis Five with a stern voice.

"I, we..." Harry and Ron looked at each other. Who knows what Crabbe and the others were thinking about, and they didn't know how to answer.

"We forgot the password for the common room, Professor." Louis said, since that's the case, it's better to break the jar.

"That's a good excuse, Mr. Chabini." Snape said expressionlessly, "I will manage the students of my own college myself, Professor McGonagall."

"Okay, Severus, if you insist on doing so." Professor McGonagall nodded and left the place temporarily.

"Hmph, it's so strange that five people forgot their passwords at the same time." Snape squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to see something in Louis' head.

"Professor, we..." Ginny cautiously interrupted, but was rudely interrupted by Snape.

"Shouldn't you be visiting your sister, Miss Greengrass?" Snape asked. "If you don't want to be detained by me, just listen well. I want to send another letter to the Greengrass house. I'm afraid Mr Greengrass will be furious."

Ginny was silent for a moment. Just when the situation was getting a little embarrassing, Malfoy came from afar.

"Crabbe, Goyle, you are here. Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Snape."

Louis had never been so looking forward to Malfoy's appearance. Draco Malfoy's figure came closer and closer, and his heart gradually relaxed.

"Sorry, Professor Snape, I asked them to bring some food back from the banquet hall. It's Christmas after all." Malfoy said.

"In that case, I won't interrupt your carnival." Snape gave Malfoy a step down, "As for Miss Greengrass, why don't I take you to the school hospital."

"Well, okay." Ginny immediately followed Snape. When Louis was about to stop him, Ginny waved her hands.

"Come on, you guys, I want to show you something interesting." Malfoy returned to his usual proud demeanor.

A few of them followed Malfoy and stopped in front of a bare wall.

"Pure blood." Malfoy said to the wall, and suddenly the stone door hidden behind the wall was slowly opened.

Louis saw that the Slytherin common room was a long, narrow, low basement. Although it was underground, it was not as damp as an ordinary basement. The ceiling and surrounding walls were surrounded by round, somewhat rough stones. , the entire basement was filled with a green atmosphere, even the torches hanging on the wall were full of green light.

"It's so funny, what they thought it was, they were all scared to death, and the whole Christmas atmosphere was ruined." Malfoy complained a little, and Louis naturally understood who they were referring to.

"But Draco, after all, two people have been petrified, so it's reasonable for them to be afraid." Hermione said in Pansy's voice.

"Those damn Mudbloods have nothing to do with me, a pure-blood wizard." Malfoy sneered, "Why, are you scared too, Pansy?"

Hermione was silent, her hands clenched slightly, and Louis, who was sitting next to her, signaled her not to be impulsive.

"Do you know something about the Chamber of Secrets?" Harry asked, resisting the urge to punch Malfoy.

"You know that I know nothing, Crabbe, how many times do you have to tell me." Malfoy's tone was rather sharp, "My father refused to tell me anything. He must know something, including fifty years ago. things, and some Slytherin secrets."

"Slytherin's secret?" Louis and others looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts.

Malfoy played with the carton-like gift in his hand and said without raising his head:

"Perhaps I haven't told you that according to legend, Chathras Lytherin once raised a basilisk that existed in Hogwarts."

"But legends are legends. It's been a thousand years and it should have been buried long ago."

Malfoy's seemingly unintentional words caused great disturbance in the hearts of Louis and others.

"Then how much do you know about the heir of Slytherin? Your father is so powerful, so he should know who the heir is, right? Maybe he has had contact with him?" Louis asked.

"I don't know Blaise, but my father may know that his taste in friendship is not like that of the Weasleys, who only know how to kneel down and lick dirty Muggles." Malfoy had a look of disgust on his face.

Ron suddenly stood up from the chair and was pulled by Harry. Malfoy had a strange expression on his face and didn't understand this.

"I think no matter who the successor is, Dumbledore will probably come forward to solve the problem." Hermione said angrily.

"Hmph, it can't be Wiggins anyway. Some people really believe that that person is the heir of Slytherin." Malfoy looked disdainful. "As for Dumbledore, I think the more serious the situation, the better, so that my father can There is reason to sack Dumbledore as Headmaster, in fact, he is already doing so. What a terrible Headmaster."

"Dumbledore is not a terrible headmaster!" Harry almost subconsciously defended Dumbledore's reputation.

"Oh, really, Crabbe, do you still think there are worse people here than him?" Malfoy's eyes were quite sharp, he stared at Harry and said.