The Skeleton Dance Troupe had left while they were eating...which was a bit disappointing.

“This dance troupe is very difficult to hire.”

A young wizard in the crowd said loudly: "My father told me before that even if the Ministry of Magic wants to invite them to perform, they will have to wait in line for a long time."

"I heard they were invited to perform at the last Quidditch World Cup, along with the Weird Sisters... People said it was the best opening act in a century."

"I didn't expect that we could actually see them in Hogwarts. The headmaster is really amazing..."

"Of course, that's Dumbledore..."

The students walked out of the auditorium and prepared to return to their respective common rooms while excitedly discussing what had just happened.

But before they left the hall, a shrill howl suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.

The sound was so sharp that it made your scalp tingle.

The noise of the crowd gradually died down...

"What was that sound just now?" someone asked.

"It's Mrs. Norris."

Someone said: "My scalp goes numb when I hear the sound of it, it can't be wrong."

"Could it be that it has caught someone violating school rules again... But, we are all in the auditorium!"

"It is also possible that some dangerous magical animal escaped from the Forbidden Forest... There was something wrong with the sound that Mrs. Norris made just now. It was exactly the same as when my cat was frightened."

"Just go and take a look and you'll know..."

Driven by curiosity, the crowd began to speed up and rushed to the stairs where the sound came from, wanting to see what was going on.

Anyway, the banquet has just ended and everyone is free to do nothing. As for the possible danger... no one cares about it at all.

At this time, another howl was heard, and people followed the sound to the third floor.

In an empty corridor, they finally saw Mrs. Norris.

It was standing on a statue at the end of the aisle, with its back hunched and its hair standing on end, looking like a hedgehog.

There were words graffitied on the wall behind it, which glowed faintly in the light of the burning torches.

The secret room has been opened.

Those who are enemies of the heir, beware. 】

Harry, Ron and Hermione stood stiffly in front of the wall, looking at the crowd in panic.

Harry seemed to want to explain something, but as soon as he turned his head, Mrs. Norris started howling at him.

Now people finally knew what the screaming was about.

“Crack…”

Colin Creevey squeezed through the crowd, holding his camera.

"Harry, I've been looking for you. Why didn't you go to the banquet in the Great Hall?"

Harry also wanted to explain, but Mrs. Norris didn't give him the chance at all. Now, if they even moved a little, the cat would rush up and bite the three of them.

Harry had never seen such a nimble cat. Both he, Ron and Hermione had long bloody scratches on their bodies.

And for some reason, they can't resist yet.

"Excuse me, excuse me..." Kyle also squeezed out of the crowd.

He had come here just to join in the fun, but when he saw the words on the wall clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Secret room?

How is this possible?

Riddle's diary was still in his box, and he always carried that box with him, so it was impossible for anyone else to get into it.

But this scene before my eyes...what is going on!

Kyle's mind was in a mess and he didn't even notice what Connor was saying next to him.

He walked over subconsciously.

Mrs. Loris, who always had a good relationship with Kyle, did not give him face this time. She turned around and growled at him, revealing her sharp claws.

Kyle stopped and didn't go any further.

Only when he got closer did he notice that the place where Mrs. Norris was standing was not a statue at all. It was clearly Filch, but he was curled up and motionless with his head down, so he was not recognized at first sight.

Others followed.

"Those who are enemies of the heir, beware! You will be the next one, mud..."

Draco Malfoy seemed to have thought of something, but in the end he didn't say the word.

But his cold eyes became lively, and his usually bloodless face turned red, and he looked at Hermione with a sinister smile.

In the crowd, Kyle frowned and felt even more confused. If Filch's current state was not caused by the petrification curse... then it could only be a basilisk.

"No, something must be wrong." Kyle thought to himself.

Just as he was about to go to Myrtle's bathroom on the second floor to check the situation, the professor came...

"What happened here!"

The crowd automatically parted a path, and Dumbledore walked over, followed by other professors. In just a blink of an eye, he passed through the crowd and walked in front of Filch.

"Now, everyone go back to the dorms!"

Dumbledore said, "As for you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, follow me. I need your help with something."

Lockhart stepped forward anxiously.

"My office is the closest to here, Principal. It's upstairs... and I have done a deep study of this kind of black magic. When I was in the Custer tribe, I helped the people there solve similar situations. At that time, they..."

"Thank you, Gilderoy, and go to your office."

Dumbledore interrupted him and said, "Could you please notify Madam Pomfrey at the hospital wing? I think she needs to come over."

"Of course, Headmaster."

The crowd again parted a path to allow them to pass.

Lockhart was very excited and walked hurriedly towards the school hospital with a proud look on his face.

The other professors followed Dumbledore out, and asked the prefects around them to take everyone back to the common room.

After the professors left, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and everyone was discussing what had happened to Filch.

And what about that so-called secret room?

There were the most people around Malfoy, but he just smiled smugly and said nothing.

The prefects were looking for students from their respective houses, and Harris was among them.

"Kyle, let's go back..." Kanna turned her head and suddenly found that Kyle, who was by her side just now, was gone.

"Cedric, have you seen Kyle?"

"He's always been... huh? Where are the people?"

At this time, outside the crowd, Kyle, under the cover of the Disillusionment Spell, quickly ran to Myrtle's bathroom.

The feather pen in the crack of the door was still there.

Pushing open the door, there were quite a few exploding books inside.

Kyle squatted down and checked the hair under the book...the position was correct.

"Oh, Kyle, are you here to comfort me?" Myrtle sat on the sink, sobbing, "That nasty Peeves, he actually said that I..."

"Sorry, Myrtle."

Kyle interrupted her and asked, "Has anyone been here recently?"

Myrtle stopped crying, then looked at Kyle suspiciously, "You."

"Besides me." Kyle continued to ask, "Has anyone else been here?"

"No one but you would come here, for there is poor, sniveling, sullen Myrtle here."

As she said this, she started crying again.

But Kyle was in no mood to comfort her right now.

After leaving the bathroom, he found an empty classroom and took out the box from the deformed lizard skin bag he carried with him.

The furnishings in the entrance room were the same as before I left.

Kyle found the magic box from under the bed, but as soon as he picked it up, his heart skipped a beat.

The weight of the box is lighter.

"No way...it must be my illusion. No one can come here."

Kyle took a few deep breaths and nervously opened the box.

Then there was nothing in the box...the diary that was originally inside was also gone.

"Wait...I must have opened it the wrong way."

Kyle replaced the lid and opened it again.

After trying five times in a row, Kyle had to admit that the diary was indeed lost, and it was right under his nose.

At this moment, a Billywig worm came flying over unsteadily.

Seeing it, Kyle asked quickly.

"Has anyone been here before?"

Billywig was hovering in midair, with the exact same expression on his face as Myrtle.

It made a slight chirping sound.

"Am I the only one who has been here?"

"are you sure?"

The Billywig flew up and down, a nod of sorts.

Unwilling to give up, Kyle found Sniff and Norbert again and asked them the same question, but got the same answer.

Sniff poked his head around the room to make sure there was no scent of another human wizard here.

(End of this chapter)