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Everyone also realized that this was not the place to talk.

"Harry, I'll help you, Ron and Hermione will lead the way. Walk faster." Orlando grabbed Harry's shoulder with one hand, but Harry felt like he was about to fly into the air without seeing how hard he exerted it. .

"Orlando, this voice is still following us, it's moving, moving up."

Harry looked up at the ceiling, feeling a sudden feeling of fear and excitement; how could it possibly move upward?Could it be a ghost that the stone ceiling couldn't stop?

"Orlando, do you think it's a ghost?"

"It's unlikely, Harry. The statute of limitations of peace and blessing has not expired. I don't believe that the ghost can avoid it and come into direct contact with you."

Orlando said without looking back.

"If you can pass through a stone ceiling, what else can it be but a ghost?"

"I don't know either, but I'm sure it's not a ghost."

Harry began to doubt his own judgment. After all, in his opinion, there must be something unique about Orlando to be able to become a ghost messenger. If he thought that this monster was not a ghost, it was very likely that it really was not.

Several people quickened their pace, and they could already hear the laughter and laughter in the auditorium.

Just as he was about to jump up the steps, Orlando suddenly stopped and looked at the corridor warily. Harry seemed to hear something, and he screamed: "It's going to kill someone!"

"Hermione, Ron, stop it." Orlando shouted, and then threw Harry over.

"You stay here, I'll go over and take a look." Orlando took out the periscope and put it on his head.

"What are these?" Hermione had never seen such weird glasses.

"This is a magic prop, my alchemy work." Orlando didn't want to explain too much, so he replied casually.

He held the psychic bracelet in his left hand and the wand in his left hand, and leaned over cautiously.

I saw a cat at the bottom of the corridor, its body as stiff as a board, its tail hanging on the torch holder, its eyes wide open, staring straight at him.

There was a large puddle of water on the ground, and some writings were daubed on the wall a foot high from the ground, glimmering under the light of the burning torch.

Driven by curiosity, Harry and the others quietly followed him. When they saw the words on the wall, they screamed. They saw the words on the wall: The Chamber of Secrets has been opened.Be wary of those who are enemies of the heir.

Orlando took off the periscope. He was sure that this was the work of the basilisk. "Harry, please notify the professor as soon as possible and come over. I'm here to protect the scene."

Harry nodded and the three of them trotted to the Great Hall.

Afterwards, Professor McGonagall rushed over, followed by a swarm of students.

"Orlando, what happened?"

"Professor, you will understand when you look at this." Orlando pointed to the wall.

Professor McGonagall, who sensed something was wrong, looked in the direction Orlando pointed, and then took a breath of cold air.

At this time, it was too late to stop the students. From both ends of the corridor, the sound of hundreds of feet climbing up the stairs could be heard, as well as the cheerful chatter and laughter of people after they had had enough tea and food.

Then, students crowded into the aisle from both ends.When the people in front saw the upside-down cat, the lively and chirping sounds suddenly disappeared.

In Orlando, Professor McGonagall stood alone in the middle of the corridor. The students suddenly became quiet and crowded forward to watch this terrible scene.

In this silence, no one spoke loudly, and they all looked at Orlando with strange eyes.

"Let's all disperse. Prefects of each college, please organize the students of this year to return to their respective lounges, now, immediately, immediately." Professor McGonagall shouted loudly.

The students turned around and dispersed. Orlando vaguely heard Draco Malfoy excitedly saying to others, "He who is the enemy of the heir will be next, the mudblood."

"What happened here? What happened?" At this time, Filch staggered out of the crowd.

When he saw his cat, the petrified and hanging cat, he stumbled back several steps and grabbed his face with his hands in horror.

"My cat! My cat! What's wrong with Mrs. Norris?" he screamed.

At this time, his protruding eyes looked at Orlando.

"You," he screamed, "you must have killed my cat, you killed it, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to..."

Orlando was not someone who didn't fight back when he was in trouble, so he let out a low voice: "Scout." The weakened version of the sonic boom technique made Filch dizzy and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Filch, please stay calm. I was not the murderer of this cat. On the contrary, I discovered it and notified Professor McGonagall in time." Orlando, who did not want to appear overbearing, explained.

At this time, the belated Dumbledore arrived on the scene, followed by many other teachers.He walked straight past several people and untied Mrs. Norris from the torch holder.

"Come with me, Filch," he said to Filch, "and you, Mr. Orlando, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger."

At this time, Lockhart hurriedly walked over and said: "My office is closest to here, principal, it's upstairs. I think you can-"

"Thank you, Gilderoy," said Dumbledore.

Orlando followed Dumbledore, and a group of people went up the stairs. The crowd of onlookers remained silent and consciously moved to both sides to make way for them.

When they walked into Lockhart's dim office, Orlando noticed that the photos on the wall suddenly became restless. In several photos, Lockhart was hiding in a panic, with curlers in their hair.

At this moment, the real Lockhart lit the candle on the table and retreated to the back.

Dumbledore placed Mrs. Norris on the smooth table and began to examine it carefully.Harry, Ron and Hermione were next to Orlando. They looked nervous and did not dare to breathe loudly. Orlando pulled them to find some chairs against the wall and sat down.

The tip of Dumbledore's long aquiline nose almost touched the hair on Mrs. Norris's body. He looked at it carefully through the half-moon glasses, and gently poked here and there with his slender fingers.

Professor McGonagall bent over, her face almost touching the cat, and she squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully.

Lockhart hovered around them, constantly making suggestions.

Snape stood behind them, half hidden in the shadows, silent.Then he took a few steps back, came to Orlando and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

"I don't know, Professor. I was passing by the stairs and felt unusual magic fluctuations in the corridor, so I rushed over immediately. As a result, I saw that scene. Then I realized that something was wrong, so I asked Harry and the others to inform them. Professor McGonagall, you saw what happened next."