When he got closer to the figure, Harry's cheeks turned red, feeling ashamed for being overly nervous. In fact, what he saw before was not a living person, but just a lifelike statue.
This is a statue of Salazar Slytherin. However, unlike the huge, old statue in the outer chamber, which has reached the last stage of its life and is dying in the wind, the sculpture in front of you is Salazar Slytherin. Lytlin's appearance as a young man.
He sat on the stone seat beneath him, leaning on the back of the chair, leaning his elbows on the armrests and raising his chin slightly, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, and a hint of displeasure in his sharp eyebrows.
The eyes of the statue are replaced by black gemstones. The gleaming eyes make the sculpture look like a living person. No matter which angle you look at it, it seems as if Salazar Slytherin himself is staring at you.
Even Harry had to admit that the exquisitely carved statue in front of him, with even his hair clearly visible, proved that Slytherin's appearance was indeed outstanding, and even the elegant wizard robe he wore Against the backdrop of the extraordinary temperament of Slytherin, he can be said to be peerless in elegance!
But no matter what, Slytherin has disappeared in the torrent of time, and the sculpture in front of him, no matter how lifelike it is, is just a piece of stone.
After paying their respects to the founder of Hogwarts, Amosta and Dumbledore quickly walked around the statue and stepped behind the statue to a stone door that was far more magnificent than the castle gate.
"It seems that this is Slytherin's final secret in staying in school--"
Amosta looked up at the pitted stone door that exuded a vicissitude of life, trying to see where the top of the door was, but when his neck became sore, he failed to realize his intention.
Dumbledore, who had seen strong winds and waves, was even more interested in what was hidden behind the door. He walked quickly to the stone door and pressed his long and old hands against the stone wall, as if he wanted to sense something through his special magical perspective. However, this Slater The stone door left by Lin himself isolated everything. Even a powerful wizard like Dumbledore could not sense what was behind the door before the stone door opened.
"Do you think Tom Riddle was here back then?"
Amosta took a few steps back. Since Dumbledore couldn't detect it, there was no need for him to make unnecessary attempts.
"Yes, I think so, Amosta--"
Dumbledore moved a few steps, stared intently at the spot with a brown spot on the stone wall with his blue eyes, and said calmly,
"Obviously, he couldn't open the door either."
"But isn't this the secret room that Slytherin left to his heir? Since he can open the secret room..."
Harry, who tried not to disturb Principal Dumbledore and Professor Braine's research, couldn't help but speak. Although he thought this stone door was very spectacular, the shock it brought to him couldn't be compared with the cave he was in.
"Yes, this is indeed very strange-"
I don't know why, but Dumbledore looked a little worried.
At this time, Harry made a new discovery. He saw that there seemed to be a line of words engraved on the stone wall to the right of the stone door, so he reminded him again.
"Only those with pure blood can open the door!"
Amosta read this sentence in a low voice, then curled his lips and said with a smile, "It does look like Slytherin's style."
"I don't think it's that simple, Amosta. If you don't believe it, we can give it a try."
The light in Dumbledore's eyes flickered, and he rolled up his sleeves, exposing his left arm.
"Headmaster Dumbledore!"
Harry immediately understood what Dumbledore was going to do. He hurriedly stepped forward and also exposed his arms, "You can use mine!"
"Oh, thanks--" Dumbledore smiled kindly, "but according to Slytherin, I think out of the three here, I'm the only one who fits the bill."
A flash of silver light flashed in the air, and Dumbledore's arm spurted out a burst of bright red. The rough stone door was immediately covered with dark red and shiny blood beads. Under the influence of the mysterious magic power, these blood beads did not drip. Instead of falling to the ground, he quickly rolled towards the almost thin and imperceptible stone crack in the center of the stone door.
call!
After swallowing Dumbledore's blood, a stream of light blue smoke erupted from the slender crack in the door, and then it fell into complete silence again.
Harry seemed a little unable to accept this result, but Dumbledore and Amosta looked calm.
"Why do you think this happened, Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Amosta asked, but judging from his expression, he should have an answer in his heart.
"We can only rely on guesswork--"
Dumbledore glanced at Harry and considered his words, "Slytherin's idea of blood purity may be different from what we understand... He may be referring to his own descendants..."
"But Voldemort failed!"
Harry said immediately, "The diary told me that Voldemort is a descendant of Slytherin, but he...oh!"ŴŴŴ.
Harry understood, and Tom Riddle told him that the Slytherin blood in his body was passed to him through his mother, and his father was a Muggle.
The three people in front of the stone door fell into a long silence. Harry couldn't accept that both Principal Dumbledore and Professor Braine had nothing to do with the stone door, because it meant that this rare 'adventure' experience had failed, unless, they Can find people like Voldemort's cousins...
Harry knew that the ensuing conversation between Principal Dumbledore and Professor Brain might involve some serious secrets, but unfortunately, he did not understand a word of it.
Amosta rubbed his hair in distress and looked at Dumbledore.
"Do you think it's possible?"
"It's hard to say, Amosta,"
Dumbledore obviously understood Amosta's confused question. He frowned and answered,
"But I think it's only a theoretical possibility because it's unlikely that he would be physically or mentally..."
Dumbledore turned back and stared deeply at the statue of Slytherin sitting there, and sighed deeply,
"I hope from the bottom of my heart that there won't be a day when we have to face a situation where we have to open this stone gate... But if that situation does happen, oh, it may be the most difficult thing I will encounter in the rest of my life. Things--"
...........
Many troubles were ended this night, and many more troubles were laid that would explode one day in the future.
Harry was ordered by Dumbledore to go to the school hospital to be examined by Madam Pomfrey. Even though he repeatedly emphasized that he was not seriously injured at all, Dumbledore still insisted on his opinion.
"--I know you have many doubts in your mind, Harry, but now is not a good time to chat. When you have experienced sufficient rest, you can come to my office and chat with me."
"But the board of directors!"
Harry stood in the hall and looked at Dumbledore in surprise, "You have solved the problem?!"
"Oh, of course -"
Dumbledore looked at Harry gently and smiled slightly, "In fact, I was reminded of what Lucius Malfoy was secretly planning very early. I guess, by tomorrow morning, Lucius will find out After I was still the Headmaster of Hogwarts, he probably came to me angrily to argue-"
Harry trotted all the way upstairs, seemingly less resistant to going to the school hospital, because he suddenly remembered that Ron and Hermione were also in the school hospital, and he couldn't wait to share with them what happened tonight.
"I'm sorry, Amosta, I know you need to rest now-"
Dumbledore looked at Amosta with an apologetic look.
"But could you please have a chat with me, an old man who doesn't really need sleep?"
Amosta's heart shuddered slightly. He knew that the real trouble might be coming...
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