The hall was filled with the screams of little wizards.

Many witches were frightened to the point of fainting, and even Snape turned pale.

Of course, Snape was not afraid of a snake that was a hundred million times larger. The fact that it could be affected by the Swelling Curse proved that the snake itself was not a magical animal and had little magical resistance. It only took one spell to kill it.

But now that such a huge commotion had been caused, what if the little wizards were injured? He couldn't help but resent Flint, this useless fool. Who taught him to use the expansion spell on summons?

But at this moment Flint had been knocked unconscious by the giant snake he had created.

"Calm down!"

Snape had to add a spell to his voice so that it could reach the ears of every little wizard. This was probably the only time in his life that he spoke so loudly that Harry felt that his ears were full of Snape's voice, which made him sick for a while.

"Ginny, run!" Ron's face was full of panic. He, Percy and the twins wanted to rush over to pull Cyrus back, but the little wizards were all fleeing. Almost a thousand of them were crowded together, carrying them farther away like an offshore tide.

Hermione was completely panicked. She didn't know what to do and her mind was blank until Harry called her.

"Send me there, Hermione!"

"What?"

"Get me to Ginny!" Harry shouted anxiously.

"But how?"

"Use a levitation charm on my clothes." Harry quickly came up with an idea.

"Okay, I got it!" If Hermione was calmer, she would think that instead of sending Harry over, it would be better to bring "Ginny" over directly. But now she couldn't think straight and could only passively follow the instructions.

Fortunately, she hadn't forgotten the spell yet.

"Wingardi Leviosa—"

As Hermione raised her wand, Harry immediately felt as if his clothes were caught by something and were flying up with him.

His vision suddenly became higher. He loved to see Hermione's flustered face, Ron who was originally with them but was separated, trying desperately to get close to Ginny but was tripped by Draven, George and Fred were caught by Lee and Wood, Percy's physical strength was not very good, Harry only saw his face struggling and being drowned by the crowd...

Harry soon felt his head spinning, and then he was slammed heavily onto the stage, between Ginny and the huge black snake.

"Harry?"

"Poter?"

Cyrus and Snape made sounds of surprise at the same time.

"What brings you here, Harry?" Cyrus asked calmly.

"I--" Harry tried to speak, but he sprained his arm when he fell to the ground and gasped in pain.

"Don't move! Pot, Weasley - let me do it -" Snape took a step forward, his heart hanging, fearing that Harry and Cyrus's little actions would annoy the snake.

He didn't dare to cast a spell to kill it directly. Even if the venomous snake was dead, it was still dangerous. Even if it only had a head, it could bite through a person's body with its fangs! But Harry felt that he didn't need to listen to Snape.

He could talk to snakes! Without thinking twice, he took a step forward, looking directly at the black snake.

Cyrus looked at Harry's small back and could see that Harry was actually scared himself, but Ginny Weasley was his best friend's sister, so he could risk his life to save her.

Cyrus certainly didn't need his help: "Harry, you don't need--"

But Harry had already opened his mouth and made a hoarse, horrible sound -

The hall suddenly fell silent, much more effectively than the amplification charm Snape had used.

The huge black snake suddenly became quiet, leaned over and put its head on Harry's chest, looking so docile.

"What's wrong?"

Harry looked confused.

But before anyone could respond, Cyrus grabbed his wrist and jumped off the stage with him.

"What's wrong?"

"Stop talking and go!" Ron rushed over quickly and grabbed Harry's other hand, and Hermione hurriedly followed.

Everyone made way for them as they passed, avoiding Harry as if they had seen the snake itself.

They were silent all the way until they rushed from the first floor to the tower and came to the now empty Gryffindor common room. Ron then asked: "You are a Parseltongue. Why didn't you tell us?"

"What am I?" Harry didn't understand, but he obviously realized that something was wrong.

"Parseltongue!" Cyrus pretended to be learning such a surprising thing for the first time. "You can talk to snakes!"

"I see," said Harry. "I mean, this is the second time I've done it. Once at the Zoo I let a python out by accident and it jumped at my cousin Dudley - it's a long story, but the python told me it had never been to Brazil and I let it out without realizing it, I didn't mean to. I didn't know I was a wizard at the time..."

"A python tells you it's never been to Brazil?" Ron asked in a weak voice.

"Why?" said Harry. "I bet there are a lot of people here who could do that."

"You're wrong, Harry," Cyrus shook his head, "Only a few people can understand the language of snakes. Very few, and very poorly."

"What's so bad?" Harry asked. "But if I hadn't quieted the snake it would have attacked you!"

"Oh, is that what you said to him?"

"What do you mean? You were there...you heard me."

"We don't understand, I heard you speaking in Parseltongue, the language of snakes. Anything you said could be possible. From the sound of you speaking, it was like you were egging the snake on. It was creepy, you know?" said Cyrus.

He certainly had this ability, but unlike Harry, he had greater control over Parseltongue.

"Of course, I know you would never hurt me, but they won't feel that way."

Harry stared at him, stunned. "I'm speaking another language? But - I didn't realise it - how could I speak another language and not know it?"

Ron shook his head. He and Hermione looked very sad, as if someone had died. Harry didn't understand what could be so terrible.

"But even if that's the case, so what? You believe me, that's enough, you know I'm going to save you, right?" He said to Cyrus, "In this case, what does it matter whether I can talk to snakes or not?"

"It's very important," Hermione finally said in a low voice, "because Salazar Slytherin was famous for his ability to talk to snakes. Therefore, the symbol of Slytherin House is a snake."

Harry's mouth dropped open.

"That's right," said Cyrus. "Now, everyone in the school will think you're a descendant of Slytherin, but his great-great-great-grandson and all... they'll think you're the descendant of Slytherin who opened the Chamber of Secrets."

"But I'm not," said Harry, and he felt a panic that he couldn't explain.

"You'll find that hard to prove," said Hermione. "He lived about a thousand years ago; and from all we know it's very likely that you're his descendant."

"Not to mention -" Cyrus looked into Harry's eyes and pursed his lips, "Not to mention, gossip never requires your consent."

Harry was immediately struck by a silent force.

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