Chapter 517: Mystery

Harry came to a strange place in a daze.

Everywhere here was white, and occasionally there was some bizarre mist that always wanted to drill into his head.

He avoided one mist cluster after another—intuition told him these didn't look like good things.

He kept hiding and walking until he reached a huge, dilapidated house.

There, there was a black cat with fur like ink.

Harry had never had such a concrete dream, and it wasn't until that black cat appeared that he realized this wasn't real.

After all, that was a black cat that only existed in the legends of the Castle Spirit Cat Club; anyway, Harry had never seen one.

"Mr. Castle Spirit Cat?"

Harry tried to greet it, and at this moment, a wisp of mist drilled into his head.

His eyes quickly blurred... he saw a Basilisk that blotted out the sky, swallowing Luo En in one bite. At the Basilisk's feet was a petrified Sean and the broken Sword of Gryffindor... and after the giant Basilisk killed Luo En, it looked at him again; he saw those yellow eyes, and then, and then...

"Wake up from the fear, Harry."

A familiar voice sounded.

"Ah—"

Harry's face was pale, as if he had been fished out of water, covered in sweat, breathing heavily.

He stared at the black cat in front of him, still shaken; it moved his head away with its paw, and that mist drifted away through his head.

"Thank you, Mr. Castle Spirit Cat... do you know me? No, do you know just now, no no no, do you know where the Basilisk came from?"

Under the influence of an inexplicable desire, Harry asked the question he most wanted to ask.

"It was bred by Slytherin and has existed in the Chamber of Secrets for thousands of years... the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is in the second-floor girls' bathroom."

The black cat's emerald pupils stared at him; it seemed very satisfied with his question.

Harry was trembling all over with excitement; he seemed to have stumbled into some incredible place.

The legend of the Castle Spirit Cat was true; it guarded the entire castle... perhaps it was the consciousness of Hogwarts Castle.

Think about it, in the Wizarding World, owls get angry, magical cars get angry, Mandrakes get angry, and there are curtains, stone statues, etc.

They all seemed to have their own consciousness, so it made perfect sense for Hogwarts Castle to have consciousness.

"May I ask you again..."

Harry deliberated; he remembered the content in the book:

【Parseltongue can make the Basilisk enter a deep sleep, thereby preventing it from continuing to grow, entering a state similar to suspended animation...】

It must have been Parseltongue that made the Basilisk fall into a deep sleep, but who woke it up?

What did the person who woke it up want to do?

Could it really be Luohate...

"Mr. Castle Spirit Cat, who woke up the Basilisk? These days, my companion has been fighting the Basilisk dangerously; how can I help?"

Harry's face was almost pleading.

The black cat tilted its head slightly.

Who was Harry talking about? These days, someone else was in the Chamber of Secrets?

It couldn't be him, could it...

"Tang Mu Riddle, Harry. You need to get Tang Mu Riddle's diary from Jin Ni's hands, and then quickly use a Basilisk fang to destroy this diary."

The black cat said. ===== CHAPTER 518 =====