As the last chapter told, the Bloody Baron sincerely begged to be cursed, partly to appease Helena, and partly for a moment's peace of mind.
Harry didn't want to bother, but Hermione suddenly spoke. "Of course we can, Mr. Baron. Harry can curse you for an entire day."
"But... you have to answer a few of our questions first. By the way, Harry and Lady Helena are extremely close."
Harry didn't know what Hermione was planning, but he knew she was measured. He immediately nodded. "Aye! The sister's meaning is exactly this one's meaning."
The Bloody Baron, hearing this, nodded frantically. "As long as Helena will forgive me, I will answer any question!"
"Then let's go, Mr. Baron," Hermione said. "We need to find a more private place."
Ron said, "I know a place. It's Fred and George's secret base. I've never seen anyone else there."
He led the way.
Hermione and the Baron followed. Harry took a bag of Galleons from his pocket and tossed it to Colin.
"Oh, Harry..." Colin clutched the bag, uneasy. "You've already given us money four or five days in a row. We really can't take any more."
"Aei! Brother Colin, why do you speak such distant words? You all come to drink and laugh with me every day, and you barely get to eat."
"Take this money, divide it, and go find a place to eat well."
With that, he strode off after Ron and the others.
Watching Harry leave, Colin couldn't help but shout, "Did you see that? Harry isn't even afraid of the Bloody Baron!"
"I've been saying it! His nickname 'Scarred-Face Chieftain' isn't just for show!"
"Right! It's as famous as Professor Dumbledore being called the 'White Lord'!"
"I wish I had a nickname..."
The first-years chattered like sparrows, sharp and piercing, making the Slytherin students' faces turn ugly.
Draco's face was dark, his eyes fixed on Colin.
The Scarred-Face Chieftain's fame rings out; Brother Colin happily spreads his name.
The Snakes' faces turn pale and green; Draco hides his dark scheme.
Meanwhile, Harry's group went to a dungeon classroom. The Bloody Baron pestered Harry the whole way.
"Harry, what is your relationship with Helena?"
"Did she mention me?"
"What... what does she think of me now..."
The ghost chattered on, digging up old accounts, just like Tang Sanzang chanting the "Tightening-Spell."
But Harry had no golden circlet on his head. He grew annoyed by this filthy ghost's squawking. A nameless fire rose in his heart, and he stopped and roared:
"Damnable wretch! What bird-thing are you squawking about! My sister wishes she could dig out your liver to pair with wine, and pull out your tendons to use as a belt!"
"And you still dare to wish for 'forgiveness'? Go take a piss and look at your own face! Do you deserve it?!"
He cursed so viciously that Ron and Hermione jumped, terrified the Baron would explode.
But the ghost, far from angry, looked delighted. "Well cursed! Mr. Potter, please, a few more..."
Ron, walking ahead, clicked his tongue. What has Lady Helena trained this Baron into...?
Harry felt like he had punched a pile of wet cotton; it had no effect. His desire to curse vanished. He waved the ghost off and leaned in to whisper to Hermione.
"Sister, what do you need to ask this scoundrel? Is it so secret?"
"Harry, the Bloody Baron was one of the first students at Hogwarts. Taught by Salazar Slytherin himself."
Their minds met. Harry was shocked. "Sister, you mean... you're asking this scoundrel where the Chamber of Secrets is?"
"Exactly. Even if he doesn't know where it is, he must know something about it."
As they were talking, Ron stopped at a door, said "Alohomora," and opened it. "We're here."
They entered. Harry grabbed a chair and sat down, legs spread wide.
The Bloody Baron floated over. "Mr. Potter, what is your question? By the way... does Helena really want my liver?"
"My body rotted in the Albanian forest long ago... but maybe a few bones could be gathered? Perhaps they could be ground into powder to appease her..."
"Mr. Baron," Ron couldn't help but interject, "it's been over nine hundred years. Your bones are, most likely, fertilizer in the soil."
"My family has a field... we use bone meal sometimes."
The Bloody Baron was silent for a moment. "Mr. Ron Weasley, please do not insult my remains."
Ron rolled his eyes. So only Harry gets to insult him.
Harry cut in. "This one asks only one thing. Where is that dark place, the Chamber of Secrets? Speak."
Hearing the question, the Baron hesitated. "My apologies, Mr. Potter. I do not know where the Chamber is."
"But there must be rumors," Hermione's eyes narrowed. "Mr. Baron, your current performance... doesn't seem like you truly want Lady Helena's forgiveness."
"And you should know... to Lady Helena, Harry is like a dear brother."
As the saying goes: To kill a snake, strike its "seven-inch" spot (the heart). Hermione's words hit their mark, piercing the Baron's core.
Though he worshiped Slytherin, the name "Helena" trumped even Salazar himself.
"...Alright. I did hear some rumors. It is said... the entrance to the Chamber... is marked with the symbol of a snake."
"But this is useless. Only those who know Parseltongue can enter. This was Mr. Slytherin's strict requirement for his heir."
"Is this also a rumor?" Hermione asked.
"No. Mr. Slytherin said that himself, back in the day."
Harry was secretly overjoyed. This Chamber truly has fate with this one! If this one does not take it, wouldn't it be a waste of a god-given treasure?
He leaped from his chair, called Ron and Hermione, and headed for the door to find Dumbledore.
The Baron called after him, "Mr. Potter! Next time you see Helena in the Great Hall, don't forget to curse me!"
The trio ignored him. Ron asked, "Harry, why are you going to Professor Dumbledore?"
"Hah! Naturally, to ask him to send reinforcements, to help this one find the Chamber."
"But there are many snake symbols in the school. How will we know which one it is?" Hermione worried. "And we don't know Parseltongue. How will we open it?"
Ron had a sudden idea. "What about a Blasting Curse? Or get a few strong people to just... demolish the entrance?"
As the two discussed, Harry just laughed. "Sister and Brother, do not panic. This one... understands that Parseltongue."
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