The encounter with Harry that morning made Cassandra a little uneasy. Her sixth sense told her that the encounter that morning was not a simple encounter. She had always had the feeling of being spied on. However, no matter what method she used, she could not detect where the person spying on her was.
Even after returning to the dormitory, closing the bed curtains and wrapping himself in a quilt, the subtle sense of voyeurism still existed.
She is a very sensitive person, which not only refers to the mysterious sixth sense, but also the innate intuition of snakes who like to hide in the shadows and plan a fatal blow.
Simply using people to describe her is incomplete. At least for Nagini, who wears Cassandra's name as a disguise, she spends much more time as a snake than as a human.
It was time again when the little wizard was lazily wasting time in the common room after dinner. Cassandra hated those people who always wanted to talk to her. That cold expression was not a disguise, she really didn't take it seriously. Look at those annoying flies.
She quietly left the Slytherin lounge alone. The girl's footsteps were so light that even a cat like Mrs. Norris, a half-cat and cat-nive, could hardly detect her passing through the corridor not far away. There was movement, but it was still early before curfew at Hogwarts, and Filch and his unpleasant cat were probably still in their office at the moment.
When she came to the familiar corridor on the third floor, Cassandra's right hand, which was covered by her sleeve, held a heavy and weighty MR73 revolver. She stopped just one wall away from Myrtle's bathroom. He turned the corner of the corridor, then gently raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.
There was no sound of incantation, no sound or fire of magic explosion, only an inaudible slight 'click' sound. This silent spellcasting was already beyond the level of a sixth grader. Even today's Harry can't. Haven't yet mastered silent spellcasting, which requires a high level of proficiency with spells.
But Cassandra did it, and it was quite easy. She quit the dueling club this year for this reason. The fundamental reason why she joined the club was not that she liked dueling, but that she needed to get the guidance of Professor Flitwick to help herself as soon as possible. Get back the 'feeling' you once knew.
The current body is a bit unfamiliar, and the memories of the past recorded in her mind are also blurry. But even if she has forgotten everything about her past, she still knows that she was once a wizard, and she is not good at using magic. Strange, she only needs to follow the feeling in her heart to learn, and she can quickly regain the feeling of casting spells, and achieve amazing progress in the eyes of others.
This feeling was not only about spell casting, but also about Hogwarts. When she came here for the first time, she also had a vague feeling in her heart. She seemed to have been here before, but Not familiar.
As the spell spread silently, annoying noises came from Myrtle's bathroom, including women complaining, cursing, screaming, and water gushing out, as if they were smashing.
Within half a minute, a milky-white translucent figure came out of the wall, and then disappeared without a trace. Cassandra knew that Myrtle would not come back before twelve o'clock tonight. The ghost expulsion spell will make the ghost recall the things that impressed her most during her lifetime. Those things are probably not good things and it is difficult to make them feel happy.
On the road to researching immortality, Tom Riddle has also done a lot of research on ghosts. Although it is sad to become a ghost after death, he is also happy to do it as long as it allows him to take one more step on the road to glimpse eternal life. After spending so much energy and time, he was able to survive for ten years in the form of a weak ghost. The help of this research was indispensable.
The bathroom door with the sign 'under maintenance' was pushed open a crack. Her slender legs easily stepped in, and her flat belly was not hindered. However, the burden on her chest forced her to open the door. The seam is pushed open a little more.
But Cassandra doesn't find this troublesome. This is her proud capital. She even likes this feeling of 'recovering the past'. Although her memory has been blurred, she feels that this is how she should be. Yes, even the current 'growth' is not enough, she will get better.
The floor of the empty bathroom was full of water stains. Myrtle made a fuss when she left. Ghosts are very magical existences. Although they cannot directly contact physical objects, they can always use some indirect means. To influence anything, after all, they are composed of soul and magic power. In front of each ghost is a wizard, or in other words, it is just a creature with a certain magic power in the body. When they died, they did not go to the place after death because of their strong obsession. In the world, under the influence of magic, they are sadly wandering on the boundary between life and death, with nowhere to go.
Cassandra walked to the sink in the bathroom. She came to a faucet that did not produce water. In the hidden part of the faucet, there was a lifelike relief of a snake. She bent down slightly and opened the faucet. The delicate lips spit out a blood-curdling hiss.
It was snake language, but she didn't feel unfamiliar at all when using this language, and it was as smooth as her mother tongue.
After a brief moment, the pool began to deform. Hundreds of years ago, Hogwarts built new bathrooms on each floor for the convenience of students and staff. Pipes extending in all directions were laid at that time. At that time, not all the descendants of Slytherin, the Gaunt family, had gone crazy, and there were also many capable wizards among them.
In order to prevent the entrance to the Secret Chamber left by Slytherin from being exposed by this huge pipeline project, someone participated in the construction and moved the entrance to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets here, and used the sink as a means of covering it.
The deep sewer pipes do not appear dirty because they have not been used for many years. However, since the pipes are connected to other sewer pipes, some unpleasant smells are still there, but they are very light, unless it is a dog's nose. Otherwise it would smell really bad.
Cassandra stuck out her tongue, and her little tongue, which was slightly longer than ordinary people, trembled flexibly. However, the tip of her unforked tongue did not have the function of tasting scent. Although she turned back into a human, some snakes The instinctive actions of human beings are still imprinted in her soul.
She glanced at the deep pipe, and before jumping down, she pulled the trigger again, and a bubble-like thing covered her body. Cassandra has a very good advantage, that is, listening I advise, if he meets Harry again this time, he won't have the chance to tell him that he smells weird.
After the figure disappeared into the tunnel, the sink at the entrance above also returned to its original state. The sliding continued for several minutes. The sudden feeling of stepping into the air did not make Cassandra panic at all. She landed lightly and stepped on the ground. Shattered into pieces some sewer creatures that had turned into bones a long time ago.
A huge snake slough was not far in front of her. Even after fifty years, this snake slough from the basilisk was still well preserved, with no signs of corruption or being bitten.
The hissing snake language appeared again, and the closed stone door opened, and she came to a huge and empty small square. The huge statue of Salazar Slytherin was erected at the end of the small square. It was not a The handsome wizard had a wrinkled face that looked like an old monkey.
But none of this made Cassandra's eyes wander for a moment. Her eyes fell on the behemoth in the square. A giant snake nearly fifty meters long coiled up in the small square. The snake's head lay limply on the ground, its eyes opened slightly and seemed to be emitting a yellow light.
The gaze that could make people die was not avoided. The girl in Hogwarts uniform looked at the giant basilisk calmly. She slowly stepped forward step by step, while the huge basilisk was shrinking. But it couldn't stay away from the weak girl in front of it.
His body was fixed to the ground, and the silver spikes that penetrated the hard scales penetrated the floor. The bright red magic lines spread out a huge carpet, and the warm blood flowing in it came from the silver The wound where the long nail penetrated dripped little by little.
The girl came closer. She raised her head and looked at the basilisk in front of her. Two pairs of bright yellow snake eyes, one large and one small, met at this moment.
There was a weird, penetrating hissing sound, but it was a gentle lullaby that made the giant snake slowly relax its body.
One pair of bright yellow eyes will be extinguished tonight, while the other pair that is fully opened will light up with the light of cold death.
(End of chapter)
