Chapter 136: Girls' Bathroom

It has been a week since school started, and Mesa finally took a break from his busy schedule to continue his detective game, and by the way, he was about to complete something that many boys were curious about.
Mesa stood in front of the girls' bathroom door, watching the water seeping out from under the bathroom door, listening to Myrtle's cry echoing inside the bathroom door...
She is indeed the Weeping Myrtle, and she truly deserves her reputation, Mesa sighed in her heart.
A large sheet of water spread across half of the corridor, and Mesa felt that if Myrtle continued to cry, the water would soon cover the entire mountain. At this moment, should we sing "Filch He Doesn't Know Love" to suit the occasion?
"Myrtle Elizabeth Warren was a student of Ravenclaw Academy and died in the 1940s." Lilia said, "She is the youngest ghost in this castle."
Lilia continued: "As for how Myrtle died, I don't know; I don't know why she died in the bathroom. That's all I heard. If you want to know more, I suggest you ask Pene Lo Crevat."
Not to mention whether Mesa's relationship with Penelo has eased recently, just mentioning Penelo in front of Lilia is a pure act of seeking death.
Lilia can bring her up, but Mesa definitely can't. Typically, only state officials are allowed to set fires and people are not allowed to light lamps.
"Well...very good, very good, really." Mesa said, "At least we know her name. I think if we call her 'Moaning Myrtle', we will definitely be kicked out of the bathroom of."
I guess you're a wise boy! Lilia's eyes are very easy to understand, simpler than the twenty-six English letters.
"But do we really have to go in?" Lilia asked. "I think we won't find anything even if we go in. Instead, we will get wet by the backwater from the toilet."
According to Undina Adjani, she was most likely the perpetrator she met in the girls' bathroom. Although he knew in his heart that Lilia was right, Mesa still wanted to see it for real.
"Why don't you go in? Come on," Mesa said, and his reasons were impeccable.
Eight Tolerances in Life: Those who are older than the Chinese New Year, people have died, come and come, it is not easy, you are still a child, you are older, it is for your own good, just get used to it.
Mesa chose one of them as the reason for entering the bathroom. Lilia wanted to continue to refute, but she didn't know how to speak.
"Okay, let's go in then!" Lilia said, making a "please" gesture. He motioned for Mesa to go first and followed him.
"It's not good, what if there are girls in there?" Mesa was a little confused. He didn't want to be regarded as a pervert, even though entering the girls' bathroom was already involved.
Lilia shook her head and said: "No, since Myrtle's accident, this place has been in a semi-abandoned state, and basically no girls come here. Adjani is an exception."
makes sense. Adjani entered the girls' restroom because she was in urgent need of help, and also because there was a queue in the other restroom.
It is already evening, there are no students in class on these two floors, and there is no queue in the other bathroom.
Mesa stretched out his left hand to draw something in front of him, with a pious expression, as if he was praying.
"Uh... what are you doing?" Lilia asked, "Do you still believe in Muggle religion? This is the first time I know about it!"
"Although I've been to church, I'm not religious," Mesa said. "I just paintedI made an ancient rune, hoping it would bring me some luck. "
Ancient runic letters have many meanings, and the one Mesa painted represents "random luck" or "revealing hidden secrets."
Mesa paints it to cultivate habits, and it is also a psychological suggestion for himself.
He has only been exposed to ancient runes for two or three months. If Mesa can now master runes and use rune magic, how should Professor Bathsheda Barbling deal with it?
"Okay, open the door." Lilia said, "I hope the ancient runes can give you luck, so that you can discover the hidden secrets as soon as possible and uncover the pervert who caused the trouble!"
Mesa was a little embarrassed when he said this, but fortunately he was thick-skinned enough to be able to do it in his face to a certain extent.
Without wasting any further time, Mesa strode forward and reached for the brass ball handle. As soon as his hand touched the door handle, Mesa withdrew his hand without even a second.
"Lilia Shafiq!" Mesa said through gritted teeth, "You must have done it on purpose!"
Lilia, who was laughing so hard that her branches were trembling, said breathlessly: "Boys can't enter the girls' dormitory, but they can enter the girls' washroom. Do you think it's possible? Idiot!"
Mesa shook his hand, feeling a little hurt from the burn.
The moment he grasped the brass doorknob, Mesa felt that he was not touching the spherical doorknob, but holding a red-hot iron.
"I should have thought of it a long time ago," Mesa said, "Girls' dormitory, girls' bathroom... you little liar!"
Lilia finally had enough laughter, she stood up straight and walked over. Lilia ignored the big sign with the word "Out of Order" and pushed the door open.
In an instant, Myrtle's cries became more piercing, no longer blocked by the wooden door, and the cries of ghosts and wolves continued to irritate Mesa's eardrums. At the same time, more sewage poured into the corridors.
This girls' bathroom has a dark, dreary feel to it. Under a large stained and cracked mirror, there is a row of stone pools with peeling surfaces.
The floor was wet, and a few candles were burning low on their brackets, emitting a dim light that made the floor eerie. The wooden doors of the single rooms had peeling paint and were covered with scratches; one door had come off its hinges and was hanging precariously.
Entering inside, not only the cries became harsh, but even the smell became pungent. Even the most diligent house-elves are reluctant to come here because of Myrtle.
Mesa covered her mouth with her hands and followed Lilia inside.
Moaning Myrtle was floating in the bathroom, wailing at the top of her lungs. I don't know if he remembered the sad things in his life, or if he was stimulated by some student.
"Get out! This is the girls' bathroom!" Myrtle Warren screamed loudly, making a sound like fingernails scraping against a blackboard.
The first sentence "Get out" was said to Mesa and Lilia, while the latter sentence "This is the girls' bathroom" was said to Mesa alone.
"Hi, Myrtle, how have you been lately?" Lilia pretended to be relaxed, "We... um... we just came to see you, really, nothing else."
But Myrtle Warren didn't buy Lilia's kind words at all, or it could be that Lilia stimulated her fragile tear ducts again.
"Come and look at me!" cried Myrtle. "Look! Ugly Myrtle is crying again. The tears overflowed her thick glasses and drowned her ugly acne!..."
Myrtle Warren became more and more excited as she talked, and when she got excited, the girls' bathroom also got excited.
Whether it was an illusion or something else, Mesa felt that the flow rate of the faucet had increased, and even the toilet backflow became serious.
Seeing that Myrtle was spreading water everywhere, Lilia suddenly came to her senses and pulled off Mesa's hand, exposing Mesa's entire face to the smelly air.
In an instant, Myrtle Warren stopped crying. She tried her best to stop her tears and floated over smoothly.
"Welcome to my bathroom." Myrtle said shyly, "Excuse me, can you tell me your name?"
Myrtle's attitude changed completely. It was obvious that Lilia's beauty trap had taken effect, and Myrtle allowed them to enter the bathroom.
"His name is Mesa, Mesa Black." Lilia said hurriedly, "He is a Slytherin."
Ever since she met Penelo Crivat, Lilia always liked to call Mesa "Slytherin". It seemed to remind everyone that Mesa belonged to Slytherin and Lilia Shafik.
"Hello, Myrtle," Mesa said, "I heard Barrow the Bloody mention you, and I heard the Fat Monk mention you too."
Mesa intends to close the distance between humans and ghosts. Acquaintances are easy to work with, and in Myrtle's one-third of an acre, it is better to maintain a friendly relationship with the other person.
"What did they say about me?" Myrtle suddenly became nervous, as if she was afraid that someone would say bad things about him.
"They say you're a good girl," Mesa said. "They say you cry and lose your temper just because no one really understands you."
At this moment, Myrtle was suddenly moved, as if she had found someone who could understand her. Lilia on the side looked like she had seen a ghost.
Lilia could swear to God that if Mesa ever talked about Myrtle with Bloody Barro, she would move into this bathroom to keep Myrtle company!

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Talk about people when you see them, talk about ghosts when you see ghosts. Mesa's nonsense successfully brought her closer to Myrtle Warren.
Myrtle stopped crying and yelling, and the walls and floor no longer had to be splashed with moisture. Myrtle looked at Mesa shyly, completely ignoring Lilia beside her.
"I don't like people talking about me behind my back, but if it were you..." Myrtle said, "It doesn't matter. You know, I would have been dead long ago anyway."
Mentioning the cruel fact that she had died long ago, Myrtle's voice became sobbing again.
A young girl died tragically in the girls' bathroom, which is a sad thing to hear.
"What a sad experience, Miss Warren," Mesa said. "You deserve a better life."
This was very contrary to what he said. Mesa should stay away during thunderstorms to avoid being struck to death by a thunderstorm.
Mesa doesn't know anything about Myrtle Warren, her past, or the cause of her death, so she can't talk about a better life.
And by the standards of a pretty dog, Myrtle's appearance is quite ordinary. Myrtle Warren was short, pimpled, with thick glasses and long, straight hair.
When Myrtle was still studying at Hogwarts, she was often bullied by her classmates, who made fun of her appearance and personality. The day Myrtle had an accident in the bathroom, it was also because someone laughed at her for wearing glasses and looking like a four-eyed dog.
Mesa's unintentional compliment allowed Myrtle to temporarily get rid of her sadness. As a virgin ghost who was single from birth, Myrtle was full of affection for boys, especially handsome boys.
"Yeah, I think so too," said Myrtle excitedly, floating around Mesa as she spoke.
While floating around, Myrtle accidentally passed through Lilia's body, and Lilia shivered as if she had passively participated in the ice bucket challenge.
Mesa frowned and continued: "Myrtle, I want to ask you something. Have you seen any other boys in this girls' bathroom?"
Seeing Myrtle raise her hand to point at him, Mesa added: "I mean, have any boys, students or professors other than me seen it?"
According to what Adjani said that night, Myrtle was not in the girls' bathroom when she was attacked. So Mesa's question was completely in the spirit of hitting three sticks with dates but without dates, just in case Myrtle really knows something!
Myrtle's whole demeanor suddenly changed, as if Mesa's question had honored her. Myrtle floated to the innermost toilet, sat on the water tank and said, "I've seen it. I've seen a boy right here."
"When?" Lilia asked, "What does he look like?"
If Myrtle could know the appearance of the perpetrator, he could follow the picture to find out. As long as I can catch that pervert and be penetrated by a ghost, it's no big deal.
"Ah, I didn't see what he looked like." Myrtle said regretfully, "Even if I saw him, I might not remember it. That was all many years ago, who can remember it."
Mesa and Lilia, who were hopeful, lowered their heads at the same time. The situation they wanted to know was the recent past, not many years ago.
"Recently, very recently!" Lilia said, "From the beginning of September 1st to now, have you ever seen any boy enter this girls' bathroom?"
Myrtle seems to want to reminisce about the past, but Lilia and Mesa don't want to hear these old sesame and rotten millet. Neither of them realized what they were missing.
"No, I haven't seen it, I'm pretty sure," Myrtle said, "Peeves comes back occasionally, and he will bully poor Myrtle because no one will help her!"
With that said, Myrtle sobbed sadly, rose into the air, turned around, and fell headfirst into the toilet, splashing water everywhere, and then disappeared. Judging from Myrtle's dull sobs, she must be hiding somewhere in the U-shaped bend of the toilet.
I thought that Myrtle who occupied the girls' bathroom was a powerful red stick, but it turned out that she was just a pitiful little girl who was bullied. I was bullied while I was alive, and I am still bullied after my death.
Myrtle's gurgling cries were extremely sad and shrill, making people's hair stand on end and goosebumps falling all over the floor.
At this point, under normal circumstances, Mesa should leave, or kindly comfort the crying Myrtle, but Mesa had no choice in either case.
"Next time Peeves comes to bully you, you can tell me." Mesa said, "I still have some ways to deal with him."
Does Mesa have a way to deal with Peeves? The answer is obvious, no. But this didn't stop Mesa from cheating on poor Myrtle, since he hadn't been a human being for a long time anyway.
Anyway, Mesa doesn't plan to come back to the girls' bathroom, so Myrtle should go to the common room to find her if she can! Just kidding, Slytherin is covered by Bloody Barrow!
With a snap, Myrtle got out of the toilet and looked at Mesa through the thick glasses.
Fortunately, Mesa hid in time, otherwise he would have been soaked by the water splashing in the toilet. That scene makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
"Really? Are you telling the truth?" Myrtle asked in disbelief, "Are you willing to help poor Myrtle, even at the cost of resisting the powerful Peeves?"
Suddenly, Myrtle had a chuuni aura. Judging from her appearance, she was only a teenager when she died, the age when girls love to dream. It's not that I can't understand it.
Lilia hid far away. If the overall situation wasn't more important, she would have wanted to drag Mesa away quickly. I have never seen such a fool!Lilia could swear to the sky again: If Mesa becomes a prankster like Peeves, he will definitely do worse things than Peeves!
"Of course, we are friends, aren't we?" Mesa said boldly, "You allow me to enter this bathroom, and I will provide you with the help I can. Isn't this the protection between friends?"
Blushing, being embarrassed, that doesn't exist here in Mesa. If something happens again in the girls' bathroom next year, Mesa can still find excuses to fool Myrtle.
"I believe you!" Myrtle said excitedly, "You have such a kind heart!"
When she gets excited, the bathroom faucet starts to move. Except for one faucet that strangely had no water, all the others were gurgling with water, and the sink was quickly filled.
Kind-hearted? Mesa? Am I crazy, or are these two people in front of me crazy? Lilia thought to herself, she suddenly felt a little nauseous.
"Myrtle, I'd like to know if anything strange has happened in the girls' bathroom lately." Mesa asked again, "This is important."
Myrtle, who was trapped in the dream she had woven, did not feel Mesa's routine at all, but recalled it carefully.
Myrtle spent most of the day in the bathroom, thinking about death, being infatuated, or getting angry and splashing water everywhere.
If something strange happened in the girls' bathroom, Myrtle was the one most likely to know about it... no, it was a ghost.
After a long time, Myrtle said: "Nothing strange has ever happened, but I did see a strange girl once."
Myrtle pointed to the innermost compartment and continued: "I was sitting on the toilet seat and heard someone breaking in. I thought it was Peeves, so I hid."
Unlike the other ghosts at Hogwarts, Peeves can materialize and pick up physical objects. That's why his pranks are such a headache.
"It turned out that the person who came in was just a girl." Myrtle continued, "I wanted to drive her away loudly. This is Myrtle's place!"
As she spoke, Myrtle puffed out her chest, thinking she was very impressive, and her face was radiant.
"But before I could get out of the toilet, the girl suddenly started yelling, screaming loudly and banging on the door like a crazy woman." Myrtle stretched out her arms and hugged herself, "I'm very sad I was so scared that I even forgot to drive her away."
When she got to the most crucial point, Myrtle suddenly stopped, as if she was remembering the hysterical crazy woman that day.
"What happened next? Did you drive her away?" Lilia asked, "Did you see anyone else?"
"No, not at all." Myrtle said, "I didn't go out, and I didn't see anyone else. From the beginning to the end, it was just the girl who kept crying. I even wanted to give her my nickname!"
Myrtle hummed an unknown tune and flew back to the innermost compartment. She said, "I didn't dare to get out of the toilet until that girl ran away. She looked really scary."
Mesa and Lilia looked at each other, and they both realized something was wrong. Is Undine Adjani lying, or is Myrtle Warren remembering it wrong?