"You're here again?" Myrtle happened to be in the bathroom today. She looked unhappy and tilted her head to stare at Ginny. She didn't like this little girl who was prettier than her.
"You could be quiet, Myrtle." Cyrus pointed his wand at her and raised it slightly, "to confuse people."
Myrtle immediately pretended not to see him and went back to the toilet where she usually stayed in a daze.
Cyrus quickly walked to the faucet that was not producing water, opened his mouth and spoke in snake language, and the secret room was opened.
He walked down the long, slimy slide, through the muddy stone tunnel full of rat carcasses, and used the snake language to open the second door...
During this process, Cyrus deliberately freed Ginny's soul. At this moment, the little girl was watching with tears in her eyes as Cyrus finished everything and finally stepped into the long, dimly lit room.
She was like a soul that had been taken away, like a player who could not control her own character, and could only passively watch everything Cyrus was willing to show her.
A room with stone pillars carved with many giant snakes coiled and entangled. The towering stone pillars support the ceiling that melts into the darkness high up, casting long and strange black shadows on the entire room which is filled with green and mysterious mist.
Even from a third-person perspective, Ginny still felt an unusual fear.
But what made her even more sad was Cyrus himself.
Cheated! These three words flashed through Ginny's mind sadly.
The truth was revealed. "Mr. Riddle" was the successor! Whether it was the attack fifty years ago or the current attack, it was all caused by him! It was a pity that he was still following me to "find the murderer" seriously. I guess at that time, "Mr. Riddle" must have laughed at his stupidity in his heart? "You finally found it?" Cyrus easily read Ginny's thoughts. He slowly moved forward between the stone pillars with giant snakes coiled around. Every step he took produced a hollow and loud echo between the four walls filled with ghosts.
He had no expression on his face, or rather, Cyrus's expression was very solemn, as if he was performing some terrible ritual. The empty eye sockets of the stone snakes on both sides seemed to be staring at him, like loyal and respectful subjects.
When he was parallel to the last pair of stone pillars, a statue as tall as the room itself suddenly appeared before him, clinging to the dark wall behind it.
It was an old, monkey-like face, with a long, sparse beard that almost reached the hem of the wizard's stone-carved robe, and two large, gray feet standing on the smooth floor of the room.
This is the Slytherin statue.
"Mr. Riddle..." Ginny cried sadly. Now, she found that she had some control over her body. Although she could not control her actions, her facial expression was fully revealed, revealing a crying face.
"Mr. Riddle... I thought we were friends..."
"I don't deny that, Ginny."
It was as if Cyrus was about to be pulled out of Ginny's body. Translucent silver threads detached from Ginny's body like gushing mist, interweaving to form the illusion of another body in front of her.
He looked handsome, gentle and more attractive than any other boy in the school.
However, perhaps the more such people are, the more they know how to make good use of their advantages.
"I am very grateful for your trust. If it weren't for you, I would probably still be in the diary." Cyrus was very happy in his heart, but he felt a little heavy when he saw Ginny's sad expression.
To be honest, he really regarded Ginny as a friend and never thought of harming her. If the Philosopher's Stone was not successfully refined, he would also put Ginny in the Chamber of Secrets and wait for Harry to rescue her, and he himself would leave with a body that had not yet been fully resurrected.
Fortunately, with the Philosopher's Stone, he can do much more.
"You deceived me!" Ginny roared angrily, like a mad lioness, "We believed you! We thought you would find the murderer with us! But you -"
"You mean cheating?" Cyrus gave a mysterious smile.
"We all grew up with secrets and lies, Ginny."
He said softly.
"I believe that through this experience, at least you should know that you should never trust a thinking thing. You should know that you should not easily open your heart to a magic prop. Remember, keep secrets to yourself and leave lies to others."
Cyrus was like a gentle teacher, but the next moment his face changed.
"——The premise is that you can survive today!"
Of course, he couldn't really kill Ginny, he just threatened Ginny on purpose so that she could remember the lesson more deeply. This little lion was too reckless, he was worried that Ginny would believe in something with thoughts in the future.
Ginny felt extremely painful, as if something was being pulled out of her body, from the inside of her blood vessels, from the depths of her bone marrow, from the most secret place in her heart...
Her consciousness gradually became confused, and her vision began to become blurred. She only saw the shadow of "Mr. Riddle", who was originally not so real, as if it had become something within reach. However, when she stretched out her hand to grab him tightly, she found that the distance between the two people was getting farther and farther.
There was only a blurry and indifferent face and deep darkness.
“Crash——”
Her vision went dark, and her petite body fell forward. Cyrus took a step forward and caught Ginny before she fell to the ground.
Then, he took out a turbid red crystal. The life force in the stone was flowing.
The powerful magic in the Philosopher's Stone was fully released at this moment. The blood-colored magic was like dye, and after it came into contact with the silver threads, it immediately dyed them with its own color.
Cyrus first placed the Philosopher's Stone on Ginny's chest, and the power of the Philosopher's Stone restored Ginny's lost vitality during this period. Her pale face became ruddy by the magic of the Philosopher's Stone, and her beautiful red hair was like a blazing flame, full of energy and vitality.
She looked like she was sleeping peacefully at the moment, immersed in a sweet dream.
Cyrus looked at her calm face and said "sorry" in his heart.
Then, he raised his head and swallowed the Philosopher's Stone, which was as big as a baby's fist.
The hot Philosopher's Stone became his heart, and every beat transmitted the power of life to every corner of this body. The gushing magic power intertwined into a dense network of blood vessels, condensing into bones and muscles.
He is resurrected!
Thank you Wang Yujian for the 100-point reward. Thank you, baby. (End of this chapter)