Parseltongue?

Dumbledore closed his eyes, absorbing the content of this memory.

Wizet had organized her memories so thoroughly that even examining them in such a direct manner would not pose any risks.

Even if there are some hidden dangers, they won't cause him any trouble.

Seeing Dumbledore open his eyes, Wizet quickly asked, "Headmaster Dumbledore, is there anything I can do to help?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "I can feel the coldness and malice... but there seems to be no other clue."

"But it's still a clue." Wizet's tone remained calm as he slowly rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, as if trying to piece together the scattered pieces of information.

"Since you can hear the voice, you've at least confirmed one thing—the voice in my memory does exist, and it's not just my imagination."

Dumbledore nodded, waiting quietly for Wizet to finish her thought.

Wizet instinctively took out her notebook and reorganized the previous clues.

"Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets of Secrets... his Heir... the murderous Petrification Curse... the victim from fifty years ago... Voldemort..."

He was not only recalling these clues, but also memories of his past life.

Those fan-made videos don't have much dialogue; they're mainly clips from movies, accompanied by various background music tracks...

He pressed his wand against his temple, sorting through these memories from his past life.

Since Harry is the protagonist of the Harry Potter series, it is natural to look for passages related to Harry.

He saw Harry reach out and press his hands against someone's face, and that person's skin rapidly carbonized and peeled off, as if corroded by some kind of strong acid...

He saw Harry wave his wand and summon an incredibly bright Patronus, which appeared to be a stag. The Stag Patronus repelled a large group of Dementor...

He saw Harry holding a sword, a dark shadow looming over him. Harry fearlessly raised his sword, showing no intention of dodging, and plunged it fiercely into the upper palate of the giant snake's head...

This is it!

Wizet picked up her pen and wrote down a word: Giant Serpent.

But... what type of snake has the ability to petrify?

As he pondered, he connected the "Giant Serpent" with "petrification".

Dumbledore looked at the notes and asked, "Wizet, do you think the attack on Mrs. Norris was a Giant Serpent?"

"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Wizet nodded. "The Slytherin House house emblem is a snake, so it's quite normal for him to keep a Giant Serpent."

"A very good idea," Dumbledore said approvingly. "But there's still a problem. If it's a Giant Serpent ... how does it move around Hogwarts without being detected?"

Dumbledore could learn a lot about Hogwarts through Magical Portrait, a fact that Wizet knew.

Wizet could only speculate, "Perhaps it possesses other magic?"

"A Giant Serpent that can become invisible and unleash Petrification Curse..." Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Looks like we'll have to trouble Newt..."

"Oh! Speaking of Newt ... I suddenly forgot something." He lightly patted his forehead, "We went to Africa a while ago..."

"Those murals!" Wizet's eyes lit up. "Mr. Scamander told me about those murals depicting the Obscurus African Wizards!"

"Yes, there's a lot to deal with at the start of the school year, I'm completely overwhelmed." Dumbledore nodded. "I'll find it when I get back to the Headmaster's Office."

"Schools should be places for learning..." Wizet sighed, "We still need to deal with this Heir as soon as possible, whether he is Voldemort or not."

When the word "Heir" was mentioned, he suddenly felt a flash of inspiration.

"Giant Serpent..."

He combined the word "Giant Serpent" into a new phrase.

"Salazar Heir of Slytherin..."

"Magical talent..." Wizet pursed her lips, searching her mind for relevant information, "Magical talent related to snakes... Parseltongue!"

He looked up at Dumbledore and said quickly, "Phili Aurelius Deofrast Bath von Hohenheim!"

"That famous Alchemy and 'medical genius'! In the sixteenth century, he discovered a magical talent called ' Parseltongue '!"

"But this talent appeared very early! Salazar Slytherin in the Middle Ages possessed this talent! And the wizards of that time called him ' Speaker of Snakes '!"

"It can be traced back even further! ' Herpo the Foul '! According to relevant Ancient Greece texts, he had the talent to communicate with snakes, and may be the earliest ' Parseltongue '!"

"Phili ...Hohenheim?" Dumbledore's eyelids twitched again.

He thought his full name was long enough, but he didn't expect that the name Wizet mentioned would be even longer.

Adding the keywords "Alchemy" and "medical genius" made the name sound incredibly familiar, yet he couldn't pronounce it.

"He seems to have an even simpler name..." Wizet said, "" Paracelsus, his name is on the Chocolate Frog Card."

"Paracelsus!" Dumbledore smiled helplessly and shook his head gently. "Young people have such good memories; I can't even remember them."

Wizet pinched her earlobe and shook her head gently. "Headmaster Dumbledore, I just happened to look into it these past couple of days, which is why I was able to mention that name."

Dumbledore waved his hand. "As you get older, you have to accept it. I'm not that stubborn."

Wizet was still pondering the Parseltongue, "Headmaster Dumbledore, why did I suddenly acquire the talent for Parseltongue?"

"This magical talent is a kind of instinct... If I was born with it, why didn't it come into play when I encountered the Runespoor?"

"I cannot explain this problem at the moment," Dumbledore shook his head, "But we can try to apply it."

He raised his wand again and pointed it at the window, this time for a little longer.

After a while, a coiled snake appeared outside the window and struggled to fly into the Hospital Wing.

This is a level XXX Magical creature — the Ashwinder. Its entire body is grayish-white like ashes, and its round eyes gleam with red light.

The moment the Ashwinder appeared, Wizet heard a shout.

"Let me go! Let me go! I don't have much time left! I still need to lay eggs!"

Wizet looked at Dumbledore and asked tentatively, "Headmaster Dumbledore... can you hear it talking?"

Dumbledore's smile was evident as he gently shook his head. "What did it say?"

Wizet briefly recounted the sound he heard, "It told us to let it go... it needed to hurry up and lay its eggs."

Dumbledore continued, "You can try to comfort it... tell it not to worry, I'll send it back soon."