Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 134 The door of the secret room may be broken!
After Harry finished speaking, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he asked suspiciously:

"Well, what's the matter? Isn't this considered magical talent?"

Hermione pursed her lips, her face turned pale, she looked like a small Professor McGonagall:

"Harry, did you talk to the snake?"

Harry pinched a piece of grass, and said with some anxiety:
"Yes. But this should be very common? I think most wizards can talk to snakes. It's not a great skill."

"No! Harry, I'm afraid this matter is far more important than you think!" Hermione finally lowered her voice, "Because being able to talk to snakes is a famous ability of Salazar Slytherin.

It's called a Parseltongue!

So the symbol of the Slytherin school is a snake. "

Harry's mouth fell open.

"Harry, you mustn't reveal that you speak Parseltongue! Otherwise, the whole school will think you're his great-great-great-great-grandson or something"

"But I'm not," said Harry, with a panic he couldn't quite explain.

"You'll find that hard to prove," said Hermione. "He lived about a thousand years ago; from all we know, you're likely to be descended from him."

Harry's face suddenly became whiter than Malfoy, he laughed dryly twice, turned his gaze to Zhang, and asked in a slightly trembling voice:
"Is this true? Only the race of Slytherin can talk to snakes?"

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing, his smile seemed to dispel the haze, Harry couldn't help cheering up, could the omnipotent Zhang really find a counterexample?
Then he heard Zhang Xiao's ruthless words:

"Hermione is right, Parseltongue is indeed a Slytherin skill."

Harry immediately froze like a deflated ball. When he thought about sorting, the Sorting Hat said that he was very suitable for Slytherin, but he was only sorted into Gryffindor at his own strong request.

Could it be that he was born a bad seed?Harry immediately shook his head and rejected, not all Slytherins were bad, at least his good friend Zhang was not, and he also distinguished the bad Slytherins.

All the little wizards in the school knew that there was a difference between a Slytherin with a gold badge and a Slytherin without one.

"But!" Zhang Xiao nodded his forehead, Harry immediately raised his head and looked at him expectantly.

"Harry, have you ever thought that that scar left you with something, after all, there has never been a precedent for rebounding a Kedavra curse, so through that scar you left something."

Zhang Xiao paused, Voldemort cast a spell on his name, sometimes he would subconsciously not say his name, but when he thought of his confidence, his back was as if welded to a steel plate.

"Something from Voldemort left behind?"—like a soul shard or something.

This also involves a more interesting topic, does the wizard's ability come from the blood or the soul?
If it came from blood, how did Harry learn Voldemort's Parseltongue and be extremely talented in the dark arts?

If the answer is that he has a fragment of Voldemort's soul in his body, you see, you also admit that it is the soul that brings the power.

"You mean that I have acquired some of Voldemort's abilities?" Harry was startled, but then he came to his senses and asked in astonishment:

"Voldemort is also a Parseltongue?"

Hermione didn't know much about Voldemort, as if she was learning something new, she stared at Zhang Xiao seriously in class, subconsciously looking for something with her hand.

Zhang Xiao guessed that she was looking for a quill and a notebook to take notes.

"That's right, Voldemort is a Parseltongue, that's why he was able to pull together a bunch of pure blood in the first place, as descendants of Slytherin. Think about it from another angle, Harry.

The enemy tried to kill you, but not only failed, but you took away some special abilities.”

Harry's mouth slowly opened, he couldn't help laughing, and waved his fist vigorously:
"Zhang! You're right, it's so comfortable to think about it! Why didn't I take more? It's better to take all his abilities!"

Still take it all?One soul fragment makes Dumbledore very worried. If you stuff seven in one breath, Dumbledore will definitely kill you directly. It is easy, convenient and fast.

Destroy seven Horcruxes in one go!Where can such a good thing be found?

Hermione thought for a while, and felt that Zhang Xiao's explanation was more reasonable than Harry being a descendant of Slytherin, and she patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the emotions and atmosphere were almost set, Zhang Xiao took out the pen and notebook, looked at Harry with great interest and said:

"Dude, can you teach me such a cool skill?"

Hermione also hurriedly took out the same notebook set, and showed with actions that she wanted to learn too.

"You want to learn? Of course you can!" Harry cheered up, then held back for a while, scratched his head and said, "But I don't know how to use it to talk?"

Zhang Xiao took out his magic wand, and casually tapped on the stone beside him, and a snake that looked a little ugly and had no patterns appeared in front of them.

The ugly snake raised its head, spitting out a letter, and made a faint sound. Harry's expression was shocked: "I seem to have found the feeling!"

Then a snake-like 'hissing' sound came out of his mouth, which was creepy.

Harry smiled happily: "How is it? Did it work?"

Hermione shivered and asked in a low voice:
"Harry, what did you just say to it?"

"I'm saying hello to it!"

No wonder Parseltongue sounds very evil. Zhang Xiao felt that Harry's tone and expression just now were encouraging the snake to kill the two of them.

"Harry, you teach us a few simple words first, such as go away, open, let go, let go and so on."

Harry clapped his hands and said in agreement:
"Good idea! I'll think about opening it first"

Zhang Xiao listened for a while, and found that the snake language could not be annotated by the Chinese homonym method he had used before. Out of curiosity, he stretched his head to look at Hermione's notes.

Well, she used English homophony Dafa.

Snake language is almost composed of 'hissing' sounds, mainly changes in rhythm and tone, looking at what I wrote down in my notes:

"~~hiss~~hiss (second tone) hiss hiss (continuous reading, tone 314)~~~hiss hiss hiss."

The whole story was hissing, he was so angry that he just closed the book, I'll imitate it!Go straight to technology!

Those who wanted to learn a foreign language at the beginning stopped learning and would not communicate with a snake unless the snake could turn into a white lady.

He took out the Xuanyao Jade Silk from his pocket, this kind of Taoist gadget can record sound, and it is usually used as a vinyl record.

The recording function was activated and sent to Harry's mouth:

"Come on, Harry, you're repeating the word 'open'!"

In the abandoned laundry room on the third floor, Myrtle lay reclining in the air with a drunken and satisfied expression. She played with her braids with her fingers, looked at Zhang Xiao and said:

"No. No one has ever been here, except you."

Zhang Xiao was a little speechless. Ever since she made a deal with Myrtle, she has become a little weird. Creatures like ghosts have a fixed range of activities and cannot leave for a long time.

So Myrtle usually takes a hunker down to try her luck at the prefect's bathroom, and doesn't always meet the 'cute boys'.

But with Zhang Xiao's information, she was sure to go one by one, and even felt a little full.

He waved his hand to signal Myrtle to leave, and carefully disarmed the trap he had set up. It would be troublesome if he opened the exit and triggered the trap later.

He didn't care if Myrtle would reveal that he was here to make things. After all, he came here after the attack, and he could get away with it for any reason.

For example, I want to practice making compound decoction and the like.

After all the surrounding traps were cleared away, Zhang Xiao took a few steps back, took out the jade silk from the Qiankun bag, and directly inspired with confidence.

Harry's eerie hissing sound immediately echoed throughout the laundry room.

Zhang Xiao squeezed the magic wand tightly, staring forward with nervous and expectant eyes.

open it!Chamber of Secrets!

After a while, Zhang Xiao looked at the motionless marble pillar in a daze.

Why is there no movement?Did I take the wrong disk?No, didn't you think about the hissing just now?I misplaced it?

After playing all the recordings unwillingly, Zhang Xiao finally admitted a fact in a slump.

The door to this secret room may be broken!
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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommendation ticket

I was not very satisfied with the voice input method yesterday, so I changed it back.

(End of this chapter)