Slytherin House's common room was a long, low dungeon, with walls and ceiling made of rough stone.
Part of the dungeon extended to the bottom of the Black Lake, and with the green-glowing lamps chained up, the entire common room appeared dark and cold.
At this moment, a fire burned beneath a beautifully carved mantelpiece, and many little snakes sat on carved chairs, chatting idly.
For example, Malfoy, along with Crabbe and Goyle, was telling Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, and others about the legend of the Chamber of Secrets.
"Whoosh~"
A cold gust of wind suddenly swept through the common room, and the flames in the fireplace instantly extinguished.
"? What's going on?"
The students nearest the fireplace looked at each other, inexplicably feeling a chill.
"Look! What's that on the wall?"
Accompanied by several gasps, everyone immediately looked up, only to see countless pale faces appearing densely on the rough wall. Under the horrified gaze of the little snakes, the expressions on these faces constantly changed, showing pain and distortion.
"Is this haunted?"
"What should we do? Should we run?"
"Where to? The door is right there!"
"Where is Dean? Help us!"
Seeing such a terrifying scene, everyone huddled together in fear and unease.
Before they could discuss a countermeasure, continuous screams came from the dormitories.
"Help! There are so many terrifying ghosts in the room!"
A group of panicked little snakes stumbled out, only to find that the people in the common room looked even more desperate than them.
"Whoosh!"
The extinguished fire in the fireplace suddenly began to burn fiercely, but the eerie, sinister green flames brought no warmth to the little Wizards.
At some point, the densely packed pale faces on the wall had calmed down, staring at everyone present with hollow eyes.
Just as the little snakes were trembling with fear and their emotions were taut, the expressionless pale faces all instantly revealed a chilling, bizarre smile.
"Ah!" XN
Amidst the screams rising and falling, many even fainted directly.
"Ah~ I smell the scent of fear~"
A joyful, strange tone sounded from the doorway, as if carrying an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.
The entire common room immediately fell silent, as everyone saw the terrifying monster speaking.
A skull burned with wicked soul flames, tattered robes permeated with the aura of death and darkness, and long chains coiled around his body.
From the lantern in the monster's left hand, continuous wails of pain emanated, while the scythe in his right hand—pierced through The Bloody Baron's body.
Merlin! Slytherin!
Isn't this the monster those Weasley's mentioned? Is the legend of the Chamber of Secrets false? Why is he appearing in Slytherin House?
Karl threw The Bloody Baron to the ground and freed his hands to tidy his hair.
"Life is a parasite attached to the soul, slowly dying from the moment it begins to breathe."
"Gentlemen, your life's song is about to cease, and your death will be excruciating."
"I will judge your sins! Tear apart your bodies! Burn your souls!"
"Now, let us begin."
Karl spread his arms and cheered loudly, then elegantly bowed to everyone with his hand over his chest.
Behind him, endless black mist, carrying vengeful spirits, erupted with a roar, engulfing the entire Slytherin common room like a flood. Accompanied by a cheerful whistle, Karl returned to the dungeon where Nick held his five hundredth deathday party, but by now it had become a scene from the underworld.
"Old man, you're fast! When you have time, let's go again!"
Grindelwald, wrapped in a black robe, rolled his eyes at Karl, while waving his wand to finalize the transformation of the dungeon.
The little bastard was having so much fun, but he was exhausted.
First, he ambushed little ones outside Hufflepuff's common room, then he had to go to Ravenclaw and Gryffindor's common rooms to bring over the little eagles and lions knocked out by Fire Treasure and Peeves, and finally, he had to transform the dungeon according to Karl's description.
Good heavens! He really uses him to death, milking only one sheep!
"Cough cough cough! Thank you for your hard work, Professor Grindelwald! I'll treat you to candy another day—no! Tea!"
Seeing that the old man's resentment was considerable, Karl hastily appeased him.
If it were before, he would definitely provoke him a bit more, but times had changed, and now he was still thinking about the old man's savings.
Alas! It's all Smolder's fault! He's also caught the dragon's greedy nature!
Karl tugged on the chains, and dozens of bound Slytherin's floated into the dungeon.
These were his spoils of war, including Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, Daphne, and others, who in normal times were all high-and-mighty pureblood lords.
He threw these unconscious individuals into the middle of the dungeon, placing them with the spoils of Grindelwald, Fire Treasure, and Peeves.
Arrogant, brainless little lions, self-important, arrogant little eagles, though few, were not absent, often sneering and mocking other Houses.
And within the little badger house, there were also people like Zacharias Smith who completely lacked qualities such as selflessness, fairness, and loyalty.
Anyway, it's the same whether you herd one sheep or two, so Karl decided that while he was rectifying some pureblood little Wizards from Slytherin,
He might as well deal with some individuals from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor too.
As Karl clapped his hands, the House Ghosts in armor and the vengeful spirits he controlled appeared.
"Everything is ready!"
Karl raised an eyebrow at Grindelwald, "This staff member, please return to your position promptly."
Grindelwald's mouth twitched. He transformed his black robe into a similar style of armor, then picked up a long whip and walked towards the spoils.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
With the crisp sound of the whip lashing, the unconscious Malfoy and others were immediately jolted awake by the pain.
They only managed to let out a few short screams before being terrified by the sight before them.
The dimly lit room was eerie and terrifying, surrounded by grotesque and horrifying torture instruments.
Not far away, two teams of armored ghosts were escorting a line of ghosts in the middle, and at the very front of the line was that evil monster.
"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and get in line! Waiting for the Warden's judgment!"
A sinister voice sounded, followed by several more harsh whips lashing out.
"Ah!"
Heart-pounding, terrified Malfoy and the others, under the reprimand of the armored ghosts, could only tremblingly walk to the back of the ghost line.
"Where are we?"
"I don't know! Is this hell?"
"Are we already dead?"
Everyone's faces were pale and bloodless, their voices already tinged with sobs, and little Witches like Pansy and Daphne were already crying.
Just then, they heard the evil monster laughing maniacally.
"Ah~ There are so many flavors of torment to enjoy~ I can't wait to hear those sweet, miserable tones~"
"Toke Burton! Sowing discord, slandering and framing, disrespecting others, wantonly insulting!"
"I sentence you to the Tongue-Pulling and Steamer Tortures!"
"Valentine Reed! Haughty and bullying the weak, harboring evil intentions, and being an unrighteous person!"
"I sentence you to the Oil Pot Torture!"
Under the terrified and fearful gazes of Malfoy and the others, two ghosts were immediately dragged away.
One had his mouth pried open, his tongue clamped with pliers, then brutally pulled out, and then he was stuffed into a steamer and placed over a fire.
The other was stripped naked and thrown directly into a boiling oil pot.
"Ah—"
"No! Don't torture me anymore!"
"Let me go! I've repented!"
Ah—listening to those incomparably shrill and miserable wails of pain, watching the ghost writhing in the oil pot and that bloody, mangled, long tongue being torn out.
A group of little Wizards collectively swallowed, then all rolled their eyes and fainted.
Grindelwald: (._.)
"Little bastard! You really know how to have fun!"
Karl: (*>U)
"Hehe! You're too kind!"
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