"Ah!" Ron hurried to grab the golden egg, but he slipped, lost his balance, and fell heavily to the ground.
Harry fell too. Ron was on top of Harry, and both of them accidentally swallowed a few mouthfuls of bubbles.
They hurriedly separated and stood up, gasping and spitting bubbles.
"It's you!" Ron looked up and saw a sorrowful female ghost sitting on a dragon's head with her legs crossed.
It was Weeping Myrtle!!!
This was a troublesome ghost. She was the first victim of Tom Liddell when he opened Slytherin's secret chamber and released the snake monster more than fifty years ago.
Since then, people often heard her crying sadly in the pipes of the abandoned girls' bathroom.
"It's me!" she said, with a rare teasing smile on her face.
Following her gaze, Harry looked down and saw his naked body.
"Myrtle!" he said angrily, "How can you be here? We, we're not wearing anything!"
Being stared at by Myrtle like this, Harry had a very uncomfortable feeling.
Although the bubbles on the water were thick and covered everything.
But Harry suspected that since they entered the door, Myrtle had been hiding in a dragon's head and watching him and Ron undressing.
"I just closed my eyes, and I didn't see anything!" She said, blinking at Harry and Ron from behind her thick glasses, and her gaze lingered longer on Harry. "Speaking of which, you haven't come to see me for a long time. Where's Elwyn?"
When they were looking for Slytherin's secret chamber in the castle two years ago, Elwyn, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had been in contact with Myrtle.
Especially Ron, who had to apologize to Myrtle alone because of his inappropriate words at Nick's death anniversary party.
It was a nightmare, and every time he thought about it, all the hair on his body stood on end.
"Only that guy Elwyn can handle her!" whispered Ron, moving closer to Harry. "What should we do?"
Harry shook his head, bending his knees slightly to make sure that Myrtle could see nothing but his head.
"Why don't you come to see me? Do you hate me?" asked Myrtle, looking worried.
"Well," said Harry, "we shouldn't have gone into your bathroom, should we? It's the girls' bathroom, and boys aren't allowed in it. "
"But you didn't care!" said Myrtle sadly. "You used to stay there all day."
"That's what we got for going there!" said Harry, giving Ron a shove.
Half of this was true, for Percy had once chanced to see them coming out of Myrtle's bathroom.
"That's right, so we thought it would be best not to go there!" Ron continued.
He wrinkled his nose hard and tried to keep his distance from Myrtle.
It had been a terrible evening, foolishly bathing with golden eggs, and meeting Myrtle, who had peeped at him.
If he had known, he might as well have admitted defeat and gone straight to Elwyn and Hermione for help.
"Oh, I see!" Said Myrtle, pinching a knot in her chin gloomily. "But you can go there again, I'll let you. Oh, and you can ask Elwyn too. You three can come and see me together! "
Harry and Ron nodded eagerly, promising that they would come again.
Elwyn was there, and he had a way with Weeping Myrtle.
"By the way, you can try putting the golden eggs in the water. That's what Cedric Diggory did," said Myrtle.
"You peeped at him too?" asked Harry. "What are you doing, sneaking in here at night and peeping at the prefects bathing?"
"Sometimes," said Myrtle mysteriously. "After all, it's boring to stay in the bathroom all the time. I need some relief, but I've never come out to talk to anyone before."
"What a pleasure!" said Harry gloomily.
He and Ron stared at each other. Neither of them wanted to go out and get the golden eggs that had rolled away under Myrtle's gaze.
In the end, Ron could not get up. He was a brave man after all!
"Myrtle, close your eyes. Don't peep!" he said loudly.
Ron saw that Myrtle had covered her glasses tightly, so he got up from the bath and wrapped a towel tightly around his waist.
Harry blinked and saw clearly that Myrtle was peeping at Ron through her fingers. She could see everything clearly.
It was a terrible picture. He promised himself that he would never come here to bathe again, ever.
Ron ran back with the golden eggs, panting heavily.
Harry thought for a moment and decided not to tell him what had happened, especially about the fact that he had been holding the golden eggs and the towel had slipped down.
"What should we do? “
"Open it under the water!"
Ron put the golden eggs under the frothy water and opened them.
This time it did not scream, but a gurgling song came from the golden eggs. The song came from under the water, and they could not hear what it was singing.
Harry and Ron looked at each other again. So that's what happened!
"You need to put your head in the water too!" said Myrtle, as if pleased to be ordering them around. "Go!"
The two of them took a deep breath and went under the water.
Sitting on the marble floor at the bottom of the bubble bath, they heard the strange chorus of voices from the opened golden eggs:
Look for us where our voices are, for we cannot sing above ground.
And when you search, think carefully, for we have taken away your most beloved treasure.
You have only an hour to find and reclaim what we have taken away. After an hour, there is no hope, for it has completely disappeared and will never appear again.
"What does that mean?" asked Ron, coming out of the frothy water.
"You must find those who cannot make a sound above ground!" said Harry, coming out of the water. "But who can't sing above ground?"
He shook his head to get his hair out of his eyes, and an idea flashed through his mind.
"Ron, do you remember Hermione's speculation this morning?" Harry said quickly, "It was what she said when we saw Krum jump into the lake, and Gabrielle said that her sister was going to go for a winter swim in the lake!"
"You mean under the lake in front of the castle?" Ron's face suddenly turned pale, and he said in disbelief, "That's impossible!"
"Yes, the second challenge must be under the lake, to find your most beloved treasure."
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