Chapter 367

Following Voldemort's words, the statue suddenly shook, and actually split open.

A huge crack spread from the center line of the statue. The rock constituting the statue was turned into fine powder by some force and kept collapsing, dividing the statue into two halves in just a moment.

And in the dust, a thing in the center of the statue's chest was revealed.

That was a pottery coffin like a mummy.

Suddenly, thick white mist diffused from the pottery coffin, at an extraordinary speed, as if space had no meaning in front of it, and it shrouded the entire underground space in just an instant.

Now there is no need to deliberately close your eyes, because even if you open them, you can't see where the Basilisk is.

But at this moment, something different appeared in the air.

That seemed to be cocoons, looking carefully, it was actually hundreds of students floating in the thick fog. They were all unconscious, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep, their bodies were tightly wrapped by long snakes, hanging in mid-air, like hanging pupae hanging on branches.

No wonder there were not many students in the school, it turned out they were all caught here.

But why didn't I see these students just now?

"Albus, this seems to be a human sacrifice ritual." Grindelwald saw those students. "Such an arrangement is actually hidden in Hogwarts?"

"Salazar Slytherin." Dumbledore frowned.

He understood a little.

Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin, one of the four founders of the school, left the school after falling out with the others because he was dissatisfied with the school's education policy of teaching without discrimination. At the same time, he also built a Chamber of Secrets, used to clear the non-pure-blood students who were "not qualified to learn" in the school.

Dumbledore didn't quite believe this legend.

Still caring about whether Hogwarts was defiled by non-pure-bloods after his death?

Slytherin's sense of responsibility is really too strong.

But if the so-called "clearing non-pure-bloods" was just hearsay, and Slytherin's true purpose was to sacrifice these students' lives as a "human sacrifice" ritual to resurrect himself, it would make some sense.

However, Slytherin had been dead for a thousand years. What kind of means did he leave behind to make himself resurrect?

"Spirit Realm..." Murphy looked at those students, and realized something in his heart. "They were pulled into the Spirit Realm."

"The Spirit Realm overlaps with the school."

Behind the Gate of Rebirth in Arkaim, Murphy reached the Spirit Realm. The feeling of every step and every scene was somewhat similar to the encounter in the school.

The time and space rules there seem to be different from the material world, so when it overlaps with the real world, strange time and space chaos will occur.

These students were also brought to the Spirit Realm before, so they disappeared from the material world. Now the Chamber of Secrets here overlaps with the Spirit Realm, and they appear again.

At this time, the Basilisk, Voldemort, Lucas, Dumbledore, and others were all in the fog, isolated to somewhere unknown.

The mind network with Lucas was also blocked by the fog, intermittent.

In the thick fog, he could only see those students hanging from the void, and the pottery coffin somewhere below those students.

The hissing sound was still vaguely transmitted. Voldemort seemed to be chanting some kind of spell.

The ritual is not finished yet.

Murphy fired several spells at the pottery coffin, but they were all deflected into somewhere unknown in the thick fog.

But at this moment, a figure appeared silently behind him, and then a green light shot over. "Avada Kedavra!"

Murphy moved to dodge, but looking back, he saw a figure fleeing into the mist.

Tom, about eighteen years old.

According to Murphy's understanding of the time when Voldemort made Horcruxes, this Tom should have been resurrected through the Cup Horcrux or the Pendant Horcrux. Only the production time of these two Horcruxes was around Tom's eighteen years old.

But at this moment, a noise came from the mind network, followed by a painful scream from Lucas.

Lucas, was she attacked?

Murphy was a little worried, immediately supported a defensive shield, shielded the fog to a distance of ten meters away, and then took a step forward.

Suddenly a huge body stood in front of Murphy, scales the size of shields covered the black snake body, just like a black wall.

Basilisk!

It was swimming, but it didn't find Murphy.

The thick fog was not friendly to it either, almost completely obscuring its sense of smell and vision, and even because of its huge body, it couldn't even see the second half of its body.

Murphy hesitated, but didn't take action against the Basilisk. This thing's defense was amazing, and Murphy didn't have a very good way to deal with it for the time being.

He bypassed the Basilisk and walked a few steps. Suddenly, he was moved to Dumbledore's side again. "Professor!"

The latter seemed very happy to see him. "Murphy, we must unite. Voldemort is using the students' life force to resurrect Slytherin, we have to stop him."

Murphy nodded and came to his side. "You are right, Professor, but what about Grindelwald?"

"Just now we got separated..." Dumbledore said, but suddenly saw Murphy take out something black from his pocket and hold it in his hand. "Murphy, what are you doing?"

"Oh, show you a firework." Saying that, Murphy pulled the trigger of the shotgun in his hand.

"Boom!"

"Dumbledore" blocked the attack with the Shield Charm and glared at Murphy. "How did you find out?"

In Murphy's magic vision, the Dumbledore in front of him had the same magic color as the previous Voldemorts, and there was a layer of spell power outside his body.

"What an exquisite transformation ability, it's surprising that you can do this without Polyjuice Potion." Murphy said.

But this transformation could not copy the other party's magic attributes, so it was invisible in his vision.

"Dumbledore" turned and was about to run, but Murphy pounced, a fire axe suddenly appeared in his hand, and he swung it down.

"Bang!" The axe hit the ground, and "Dumbledore" disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground. He seemed to have been transferred to other places.

Murphy frowned. This kind of spatial chaos is really troublesome.

He looked up at the pottery coffin in the air. Just now his position was transferred several times, but the pottery coffin had always been floating in the air. It seemed to be constant.

But if you want to go over, you don't know where you will be transferred.

But since the line of sight can see it, at least it shows that there is nothing that can block the light between his eyes and the pottery coffin.

He thought for a moment, his body turned into lightning, and suddenly rushed out. The next moment, he appeared in another space. The thick fog disappeared. He seemed to be standing on a transparent glass plate, looking down at the Chamber of Secrets full of thick fog. He even saw the Basilisk swimming in the thick fog below, but the scene in front of him changed again.

This is a hall. Complex pipes on the ground outline a hexagram magic circle. Those students are fixed in snake-shaped containers on the wall, and magic power is gathering into the array along the pipes at the bottom of the containers.

Harry was standing in the center of the array. "Welcome to the real Chamber of Secrets, Professor."

(End of chapter)