Let Me Go Find Lucius? What a Coincidence!

Whether it was a misperception or not, Wizet sensed a hint of excitement and eagerness in the Tabby Cat's jumping movements.

Professor McGonagall is usually quite composed, so it's rather rare for her to display such Gryffindor flair.

The cave entrance is quite spacious; even if two Basilisk passed through at the same time, there shouldn't be any problem.

Go down the stone steps from the cave entrance, and you'll see a stone chamber in the distance.

The stone chamber was in chaos, as if it had been ravaged by a fire, covered with mottled black scorch marks.

Perhaps because of the Basilisk's crawling, the ground was relatively clean, with only the walls showing a thick layer of ash.

Professor McGonagall sighed, "The stone chamber needs to be destroyed in this way... Perhaps there is some secret here."

Upon hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Wizet frowned slightly.

Some kind of secret?

It's probably Spell Command...

Since Voldemort opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, it is indeed possible that he would have burned it to the ground in order to keep its secrets for himself.

"I must say...it suits his character perfectly. What a pity!" Dumbledore's remark indirectly confirmed Wizet's guess.

Everything inside the stone chamber was destroyed. Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall carefully examined the chamber and determined that the damage was beyond repair.

While they were inspecting the stone chamber, Wizet still gathered up the ashes, intending to take them, along with the Basilisk, to Salazar Slytherin.

Wizet removed the petrification effect from Pansy and led the Basilisk out of the Chamber of Secrets first.

Watching the man and snake leave, Professor McGonagall finally spoke, "Albus, Wizet is right... Miss Parkinson is very likely a scapegoat."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement. "Of course... very much in line with Voldemort's usual tactics... at least when he was still a student."

"Back then, he also used Hagrid to exonerate himself and continue his studies at Hogwarts. What new tricks has he come up with this time?"

Professor McGonagall asked, "Should we conduct another search? Miss Parkinson belongs to Slytherin; perhaps we should start with Slytherin House..."

"I'll have to trouble Severus again," Dumbledore said. "I need to try to piece together the clues, determine where Miss Parkinson has been, and see if there are any new discoveries."

Dumbledore inquired about several portraits to determine Pansy's route before returning to the Headmaster's Office.

Seeing Snape already waiting in the Headmaster's Office, Dumbledore smiled and asked, "How did it go? Did it go smoothly?"

"What did you Dobby?" Snape demanded, raising his eyebrows. "Why is there an image of Voldemort in Dobby's memory... and why does it overlap with the image of Wizet?"

Dumbledore sat down in his seat and asked with interest, "I'm more curious about Mr. Malfoy's reaction."

"He fainted while using the Pensieve." Snape's expression was strange. "It was when the Wizet in Dobby's memory said he wanted to torture Dobby with the Cruciatus Curse to learn the secret of House-elf ' free Apparition..."

Dumbledore interlaced his fingers. "It seems he has a vivid memory of this image of Voldemort?"

Snape recalled, "The Cruciatus Curse... they often used it for amusement."

"Taking pleasure in this? It seems Mr. Malfoy knows... the Cruciatus Curse isn't pleasant." Dumbledore murmured. "So what's his next plan? What does he intend to do?"

"Give Dobby to Wizet as a gift so he can torture him..." Snape narrowed his eyes. "That's what you'd want to see... right?"

"That's one reason," Dumbledore nodded. "Also, I have some good news to share with you."

"We've caught the ' Heir.' Unfortunately... she's a Slytherin named Pansy Parkinson."

"What a coincidence." Snape crossed his arms, his eyes full of skepticism. "Let me guess the exact time we caught her... It was when you told me to take Dobby away, wasn't it?"

"Yes, that was the time! Now that you mention it, it is indeed a coincidence!" Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Besides discovering the notebook that commanded the Basilisk, I also took care of the Basilisk in the process."

"That easy?" Snape narrowed his eyes slightly. "Where's the notebook?"

Dumbledore said, "That notebook is a magical artifact, Wizet wanted to take it back to study it, so I gave it to him."

"Actually, the principle is not complicated. It uses magic such as Unplottable Charm to avoid detection by certain spells."

"It was able to open the Chamber of Secrets and communicate with the Basilisk because a Runespoor was imprisoned inside."

"What a coincidence!" Snape said again. "How logical! I don't think Pansy Parkinson did a good job with the notebook..."

"She should change the materials she uses to make the notebook, preferably chocolate and honey, which might be more harmful to you."

Dumbledore waved his hand. "We have experienced healers and a brilliant Potions Master ... I think it shouldn't be too dangerous."

Snape curled his lip. "Since Pansy Parkinson is in possession of the notebook, I'll investigate Slytherin to see if there's anything amiss."

"I also prepared a route map." Dumbledore took a piece of parchment from his pocket. "This shows most of the places she passed through before entering the abandoned washroom."

Snape glanced at the map briefly, then immediately stood up. "I'll go investigate right away!"

Along the way, Snape checked many places, following the directions on the map.

Unfortunately, nothing unusual was found in these places. There were no traces of Dark Magic, and even the traces of ordinary magic... were only some Prank Item.

Snape looked at the next location, a look of disgust on his face, "Gilderoy Lockhart's office..."

Thump!

Lockhart, his head full of curlers, opened the door and exclaimed in a high-pitched, exaggerated voice, "Aha, let me see who it is? It's West..."

Before Lockhart could even call out his name, Snape had already raised his wand and pointed it at Lockhart's throat.

Lockhart was immediately speechless, one hand covering his throat, his eyes filled with panic.

He frantically waved his other hand, trying to stop Snape from entering the room.

"Get out of the way!" Snape said with disgust, shoving Lockhart aside and barging in.

Harry, Harry, and his friends happened to witness this scene from outside the corridor.

With a loud slam of the door, Harry gasped. "Hiss... Snape and Lockhart are at odds! Will they duel?"

"I don't think so?" Hermione said with a worried look.

"It's such a tough choice..." Ron scratched his head. "Do you think... is there a possibility that they might both suffer heavy losses?"