Hogwarts Survival Sim

Since the multiple attacks, the corridor on the third floor has become a forbidden area for students, and few people enter it anymore.However, this afternoon, there was a group of people blocking the stairs, chattering about something.

Since the office was nearby, Professor McGonagall was the first to follow the sound.

"What happened?" She had a bad feeling in her heart.

Professor McGonagall pushed through the crowd and walked to the front, and a dazzling line of text came into her eyes:

[Their bones will remain in the secret chamber forever. 】

This line of writing was deeply carved into the floor, and it was painted with bright red paint, like blood writing.

Professor McGonagall's eyes suddenly shrank, and she immediately shouted:

"Prefects! Bring the students from your house back to the common room and do a head count immediately to see who is not there!"

Her words instantly ignited the tense and depressing atmosphere in the air, and all the students became a mess and ran frantically towards their dormitories.But Professor McGonagall is no longer interested in maintaining order. Now she just wants to know who was kidnapped by the monster in the secret room.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Percy Weasley hurried over, which made her heart sink again.

"It's bad, Professor." Percy's face turned pale. "Harry, Ron, and Neville are all gone!"

Professor McGonagall felt her eyes go dark.

On the other side was the Gryffindor common room.

Ginny was sobbing softly against Fred and George. The twins' faces were also livid. No one around them spoke. They were all worried about the safety of Harry, Ron and Neville.

At this time, Hermione was sitting in the corner of the lounge, covering her mouth, seeming to be crying silently, or muttering something in a low voice.Everyone also looked at her with sympathy and comfort, and no one wanted to disturb her.

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As one of the elders of the Order of the Phoenix, Professor McGonagall has experienced great storms, and she quickly made her own judgment.She summoned all the professors to the faculty lounge.

"Something happened again," Professor McGonagall said to the silent teachers. "Three students, including Harry Potter, were kidnapped by the monster in the secret room."

With a 'squeak', Snape suddenly stood up from the chair, and his eyes that were originally calm seemed to have stirred up a storm.

"Are you sure?" he asked suppressing his emotions.

"The heirs of Slytherin," Professor McGonagall said with a pale face, "engraved words on the floor of the corridor on the third floor: Their bones will remain in the Chamber of Secrets forever."

Several professors couldn't help crying.

"No matter what," her voice was tired and hoarse, "we will send all the students home tomorrow, and then we are thinking of ways to see if we can find the secret room and rescue those children."

"If not," Professor McGonagall continued, "Hogwarts might... might be the end of it."

"Is there really nothing we can do?" Professor Sprout couldn't help but said, "Even if Principal Dumbledore is not here, don't we still have Professor Lockhart?"

Professor McGonagall shook her head.

"Even Professor Lockhart..." At this point, she suddenly stopped and looked around, then frowned tightly, "Why isn't Professor Lockhart here?"

And at this moment, somewhere in Hogwarts Castle, someone whispered.

"It's already started..."

"You'd better come back quickly, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen..."

"Haha, please don't trick me..."

"Okay, it's the same as before, right?"

"Okay, I'm leaving."

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When Harry woke up, he almost thought he was in the Slytherin common room, because he was surrounded by dim green firelight, and the scene was really familiar.

"Could it be Crabbe and Goyle's revenge?" he thought drowsily.But a strange voice suddenly rang, making him regain his consciousness.

"You're awake, Harry Potter."

He quickly got up and looked around and found Ron tied to a pillar not far away, still unconscious.A tall figure stood in front of him. Although the light was dim, he could still clearly see its old, monkey-like face.

The voice that just spoke also came from that direction, and he could see a figure slowly walking towards him.

He looked forward, but his attention was attracted by something else.It was the body of a huge snake, curled up underneath the statue, motionless, like a black hill.

Harry suddenly realized where he was.

"You seem to be very interested in my basilisk," as the figure approached, his voice became clearer and louder, "but it was killed by your friend, wasn't it? Ethan... Granger, that bastard!"

Harry stared straight ahead. Finally, he could see the face of the man opposite him clearly.

"How is that possible?!" he cried out.

It was such a familiar face. The eyes on the round face were lifeless, and the lips didn't even move, but an unfamiliar voice came from the body.

"Neville!!!"

Harry involuntarily took several steps back until he was leaning against a wall.Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

"You're not Neville," Harry touched his wand and was surprised to find that it was still there. "You're Tom Riddle!"

"It seems that you have investigated very clearly, Harry Potter," Neville, or rather Riddle, stopped, "You obviously didn't get my diary, but you were able to call me by my name. I guess, Did that bastard named Granger tell you?"

"Shut up!" Harry's eyes flashed with anger, "He killed the basilisk and foiled your conspiracy!"

"Really?" Riddle's voice suddenly turned cold, "Then why has he turned into a corpse now? Then why are you caught here now?"

"But don't worry, you will meet again soon, and I will use your blood to wash away the shame he left me here!"

"But before that," Riddle's voice suddenly became sly again, "I need you to answer a few questions for me, Harry Potter."

"Why should I tell you?" Harry's fingertips were getting closer and closer to his wand.

"As long as you satisfy my curiosity, I can also answer some of your questions. It's a good deal, isn't it? And in the end, I can mercifully grant you a decent death."

"Okay," Harry successfully held his wand and decided to stall for time before surprising him. "Then I want to ask the first question first."

"Please."

"Why Neville? Shouldn't it be Professor Lockhart you control?"