Because the monster in the secret room has not been found yet, it may still attack everyone.

The professors acted as if nothing had happened. They escorted students from one classroom to another during the day and patrolled the floors of the castle at night.

Although Lockhart repeatedly stated that the danger had passed and there was no need to waste time escorting the students, no one listened to him.

The Hufflepuff common room was always packed these days, as students had nowhere else to go after six in the evening and everyone always had a lot to talk about.

After dinner, Kyle played wizard chess with Cedric as usual, but his performance was a bit bad today.

For more than an hour, Kyle didn't win a single game.

"Why do I feel like you're distracted?" Cedric asked as he put away the chessboard, "Are you still thinking about the Chamber of Secrets?"

"No..." Kyle shook his head, "I just feel uncomfortable."

A few days ago, he started feeling dizzy and had difficulty concentrating on anything he did, and the situation was getting worse.

When he was playing chess just now, he even heard a buzzing sound, as if there were many people talking in his head.

"You might have a cold." Kanna looked at Kyle worriedly.

The weather has been a little abnormal recently. Although it is almost summer, it has been raining all the time, and the temperature has been fluctuating. Many people in the castle have caught colds.

"I think so." Cedric put away the chessboard. "Why don't you write to Professor Sprout and ask her to take you to the school hospital."

"No need, I have a stimulant right here." Kyle patted his forehead, took out a bottle of red potion from his pocket, pulled out the stopper and took a sip.

The next second, a puff of steam came out of his head, and the feeling of drowsiness was relieved a lot.

Because he was not feeling well, Kyle returned to the dormitory shortly after taking the medicine, lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

Kyle had a very long dream. In the dream, he came to a secret room, and all the snakes carved on the pillars came to life and surrounded him.

But the strange thing is, they neither attacked nor let him go, they just surrounded him...

The next day, Kyle was woken up by Ryan.

Professor Sprout was waiting at the door, ready to take them to class.

"You slept for almost twelve hours."

Mikkel put a few wrapped sandwiches on the table. "I heard from Cedric that you have a cold. Do you want to ask Professor Sprout for leave? If it's you, it will definitely be no problem to miss a day of class."

"No need." Kyle shook his head. "I've taken the medicine, so I should be fine."

"Okay then..." Mikel and Ryan didn't say anything else.

…

Maybe it was because the stimulant had expired, but Kyle drank it for three days in a row and it didn't help at all.

He still felt drowsy every day and always had the same dream at night.

On the third night, he even fell asleep as soon as he returned to the common room.

"No, you should go to the school hospital."

After Cedric woke him up, he immediately started writing to Professor Sprout.

This time Kyle did not refuse, because he also found that there was something wrong with him.

The written message was delivered by Laton, and Cedric and Connor also changed into robes, ready to accompany Kyle to the school hospital after Professor Sprout arrived.

But they had to wait for more than half an hour before Professor Sprout hurried into the common room.

Her face was very pale, but her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

"Thank God." After seeing Kyle, she forced a smile, "Sorry, kid, something delayed me just now. I'll take you to the school hospital now."

Cedric and Connor also wanted to join, but were rejected.

Professor Sprout led Kyle out of the common room and walked down the empty corridor.

She looked very nervous and was looking around constantly, her wand tightly grasped in her hand.

Kyle soon found out why.

Almost all the professors came to the school hospital.

Of course, it wasn't because of Kyle, but because of Ron Weasley lying on the hospital bed.

He lay there stiffly, like a statue.

Professor McGonagall was questioning Lockhart angrily.

"I, I don't know..." Lockhart was shaking all over, his wand still stuck in his hair.

"There's only one corridor left... they said there's no need to send it..." Lockhart stammered in defense.

"So you're going back?" Professor McGonagall said like an angry lion, "You knew Dumbledore was not in school today, why did you dare to let the students leave alone!"

"But Hagrid has obviously been caught..."

"Obviously, the true heir is someone else." Snape said coldly, "What a pity that monster didn't go to find you."

“…”

"Bobby, can you come and see the baby?"

At this time, Professor Sprout came in with Kyle Kyle.

After hearing her words, the school hospital fell silent in an instant. The professors stopped blaming Lockhart and turned their heads almost at the same time.

"Don't be nervous, Minerva...it's not an attack." Professor Sprout explained quickly.

The professors also noticed that Kyle walked in on his own and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Snape had a strange expression, one that showed regret, yet also a little relief.

Madam Pomfrey ran over and took Kell to examine him carefully...

Taking advantage of this moment, the professors drew the curtains around Ron's bed, blocking Kyle's view.

Ten minutes later, Madam Pomfrey stood up.

"It's not a cold... maybe you're just too nervous, so you keep having the same dream."

She took Kyle to a bed and said, "You will stay here tonight..."

Kyle nodded and sat quietly on the bed.

"Is it possible..." Snape asked in a long tone, "He is fine at all."

"I have my own judgement, Professor Snape."

Madam Pomfrey said with a straight face: "I can tell at a glance whether someone is pretending to be sick or not. I can fully predict that if the attack is not resolved, there will definitely be more and more cases like this...

She came over with a large bottle labeled "Dreamless Sleeper."

"Try this first." She poured a large, steaming cup and handed it to Kyle. "It should help you get a good night's sleep."

The medicine in the school hospital tasted as bad as ever, but fortunately it was bearable.

After Kyle finished drinking, Madam Pomfrey stepped out and helped him close the curtain.

Not long after, the professors also left. In order to prevent more students from being attacked, they had to return to patrol the castle immediately.

The school hospital soon became quiet.

The dreamless sleeping potion did allow Kyle to have a good sleep... but it was very short-lived.

Two hours later, Kyle suddenly opened his eyes and could not fall asleep again.

He thought of Ron lying next to him, and his brows furrowed.

Kyle should have thought of this day a long time ago. If the basilisk was not dealt with, some students would definitely be attacked... petrified, or even killed directly.

Today it's Ron, tomorrow it might be Cedric, Connor, Fred, ...

Is it really worth putting everyone, including your friends, in danger for a basilisk? The answer is no...without a doubt.

But why did he hesitate before? Kyle's face was horribly ugly.

Especially a few days ago, he had already thought about telling Dumbledore about the matter, but after a good night's sleep, he forgot the idea without leaving any trace.

When did my memory become so bad? Or is it the Confusion Spell?

But if it was a Confusion Charm, who was it... Riddle's diary? When did he do it, and why didn't he have any memory of it?

Kyle didn't dare to go back to sleep. He endured the buzzing sound in his head and sat up from the bed.

…

(End of this chapter)