Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Percy looked at Ginny's back, wondering how he had offended his sister.

Aaron didn't mean to explain either, he just mourned for Ginny in his heart for two seconds, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse to have such a big brother.

After a few classes, it was afternoon.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were still trying to get into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, but Aaron was sitting calmly in the auditorium, ready to accept the mastermind behind a series of attacks.

He had already figured it out, as long as he got Riddle's diary, he would immediately showdown with Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal.

Just had to embellish the facts a bit, tell her everything while keeping my own presence to a minimum.

There is no way, before there is not enough strength, low-key is king.

After knowing everything, Professor McGonagall will definitely invite Dumbledore back to preside over the overall situation. With his ability, he can find out the location of the secret room from Riddle's diary in minutes.

A principal with a luxurious lineup of several professors, it is not easy to deal with a small basilisk, he only needs to follow behind and can easily complete two system tasks without much effort, at most it is for the dying snake It's strange to add a knife.

After working hard for more than half a year, today is the harvest time, just thinking about it makes me happy.

But Aaron waited for a long time and did not wait for Ginny to appear, which made him a little worried.

The longer the time dragged on, the greater the variables. After all, their opponents were not generally insidious and cunning, who knows if they will make a comeback.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly sounded in the auditorium: All the students returned to the dormitory immediately, and all the teachers immediately gathered in the staff lounge.

Hearing this, Aaron swallowed in a daze, and the worry in his heart instantly magnified countless times.

I was really afraid that something would happen. I sent the students back to the dormitory before six o'clock and gathered all the professors. Something must have happened.

Reminiscing that Ginny hadn't come over for so long, Aaron immediately stood up from his seat, picked up Abe who was gnawing on the watermelon, and ran to the staff lounge.

Aaron was very fast and arrived at the destination almost at the same time as the professors.

"Gaius, what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall said angrily, "Professor Snape, please send your students back to the dormitory to rest."

"Wait." Aaron said immediately, "Maybe I can help?"

"Help?" Professor McGonagall said in a slow tone, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I have confidence in my students." Professor Snape looked at Aaron meaningfully and said, "He also knows what he is expressing."

"That's it." Aaron shrugged, "But the premise is that I need to know what happened here, and whether the person who happened is the one I thought."

"The heir of Slytherin left a line on the wall." Professor McGonagall read with a sad face, trembling: "Her bones will remain in the Chamber of Secrets forever."

Aaron's eyes widened, and the thing he was most worried about happened.

He originally planned to develop quietly and amaze everyone, but he didn't expect that the plan could not keep up with the changes, and fate always liked to play jokes on him.

Now that the key evidence is gone, Ginny's life and death may also be uncertain, so he can't help but stay out.

The performance of the others was not much better. Professor Flitwick let out a scream and almost couldn't help crying. Professor Sprout covered his mouth with both hands, and even Professor Snape was a little distracted.

The previous attacks had petrified several students, a pet, and a ghost, but tonight they were back to normal.

But this line of blood represents a murder case, and the lost life is irretrievable.

"Is that Ginny Weasley?" Aaron asked tentatively.

Professor McGonagall nodded subconsciously, but then looked at Aaron suspiciously, "How do you know?"

"I know a lot, but it's too late to explain."

"No, you have to explain clearly." Professor McGonagall said anxiously, "If this matter cannot be handled properly, Hogwarts will have to close down."

At this moment, Lockhart came over with a beating smile on his face, which was seriously inconsistent with the atmosphere of the scene.

"Sorry, I dozed off, didn't I miss something?"

"A girl was taken away by a monster." Snape looked at him disdainfully, "Lockhart, you have a chance to show your talents."

Lockhart looked confused, he could barely understand the first half of the sentence, but the second half of the sentence contained too much information.

"what chance?"

"Didn't you just swear last night that you already knew where the entrance to the secret room was?"

"Then it's settled." Professor McGonagall added a knife, "The task of fighting monsters is entrusted to you, Gildero, after all, your skills are superb."

When Lockhart heard this, his face became extremely pale.

He's just bragging. Although it's a bit exaggerated, you can't really believe it!

How could he beat monsters with his small stature, and he just sent a plate of meat dishes when he went up.

But looking at the anger in the eyes of other professors, if he dared to say a word, he would probably be regarded as a target of venting his anger.

"No problem." Lockhart forced a smile, "I'll go to my office to make some preparations."

"No, a wand is enough." Aaron stopped Gilderoy Lockhart who was about to pack his luggage and run away, "Although your opponent is a giant snake with a body length of nearly tens of feet."

Lockhart swallowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

The others ignored this clown who only had a good tongue, but looked at Aaron in surprise.

Professor McGonagall walked up to Aaron as quickly as if he had spotted a ray of light in the dark, "The monster in the secret room is a giant snake? Are you sure?"

"To be precise, it is a basilisk, a magical creature that can live for thousands of years. If you meet with it, you will die, and if you meet it indirectly, you will enter a petrified state.

I looked through hundreds of books in the library to find clues to it. "

"Wait." Professor Flitwick asked with a strange expression, "Since you know, why didn't you report it? In this way, we are more or less prepared for defense."

"Because it doesn't make sense.

It's as if you know that the murderer's weapon is a magic wand, but you can't use this clue to find the real murderer among hundreds of teachers and students. Aaron explained, "The book also said that the natural enemy of the Basilisk is the rooster, and the sound of the rooster is fatal to it. "

"Then we..."

"Listen to me, Professor Flitwick.

Hagrid's roosters started getting killed before I found this clue.

If Hogwarts makes a corresponding strategy, it is tantamount to telling the heir that we know the existence of the basilisk. "Aaron looked at everyone present meaningfully, "Several attacks are enough to prove that the heir is not a good man and a believer, what if he wants to die? "

"This..." Professor Flitwick was stunned speechless, "Well, you're right."

"Then you can also tell us first, the big deal is to stand still, or we secretly..."

"Don't mention the secret, Professor McGonagall." Aaron waved his hand impatiently, "The real situation is that the enemy is in the dark.

It's not that I don't believe you, but what happened last year is still vivid in my memory. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, who would have thought that Professor Quirrell would be behind the scenes?

In addition, if you say something that sounds bad, don't take it to your heart.

I remember that you seemed to say that Hogwarts searched the castle countless times but failed to find the secret room. The school's ability really made me feel ashamed. "

Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched, speechless.

If it were her, she probably wouldn't tell the clues to an incompetent and untrustworthy partner.

It would be a shame if something happened.

Professor Sprout wanted to say something more, but swallowed the words again.

Professor Snape looked at the embarrassing professors who couldn't lift their heads, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he straightened his back unconsciously.

This is my Slytherin student, it really gives me a face.

"Aaron, is there a reason why you are telling us now?" Professor Snape asked.

"Because the heir can't wait any longer, no matter what the reason is, since he chose to attack Ginny, it means that he has the absolute initiative.

I can't wait any longer, because I know the identity of the real murderer behind the scenes. "

"Do you know the identity of the heir?" Professor McGonagall asked in surprise, "Who is it?"

"You may not believe it, but the murderer is not alone?"

Professor Flitwick's eyes widened in disbelief, "Could it be two people?"

"No, to be precise, he is not a human being, but an ordinary-looking diary.

A magical item in which the insane heir left his memory 50 years ago to guide future generations in Salazar's cause.

As far as I know, Ginny was the last person to have had contact with the diary.

When will a magic item with its own mind choose the Lord Eater?Either it feels the crisis, or it has amassed enough strength, or both.

Now that Dumbledore isn't at school and the basilisk has no natural enemies, even I have to admit he's timing it pretty perfectly, and it's so clever it's terrifying. "Aaron said lightly, and then changed the topic, "But we still have a little advantage. "

"What is it? Tell me quickly!" Professor McGonagall stomped her feet anxiously. This is related to whether Hogwarts can continue to drive, so she couldn't help being in a hurry.

"We know that the murderer is a magic item, and we have a direction to investigate."

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall nodded in disappointment.

This news is not bad, but it is not much better. It can only be said that talk is better than nothing.

"What about Ginny?" asked Professor Sprout. "What about Ginny Weasley? How will we explain to Arthur if we can't find her?"

"Uh...professor, in fact, I may know the location of the secret room." Aaron said slowly, and met several sharp eyes in the next second, as if asking him why you didn't tell him such important information earlier?

"I'm just guessing, but there's no real evidence.

And the location of the Chamber of Secrets, if the heir of Slytherin misses one, it will be a huge hidden danger. I don't dare to bet, but now I really can't wait. "

"Where's the Chamber of Secrets?" Snape asked.

Aaron mustered up a lot of courage and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Moaning Myrtle's bathroom."