Magic Journey from Hogwarts

After hearing Aaron's clue, Hagrid shook his head in surprise, "Sorry, I don't know."

"What are you kidding?

No one in Hogwarts knows more about Fantastic Beasts than you. "

"That's what I said, but..." Hagrid hesitated for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "This is only relative.

I am very familiar with the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, but the magic world is huge, and there are countless types of magical creatures, which cannot be accommodated in a single Forbidden Forest.

To give a simple example, there are no fire dragons, thunderbirds, phoenixes, or unicorns in the Forbidden Forest.

I have been a forest warden for nearly 50 years, and my vision is a little wider than this forest, but even so, I am an expert in Magizoology. "

Aaron was thoughtful, and sighed regretfully, "I thought I could gain something from you!"

"Hagrid, you were the victim 50 years ago, and I need you to tell me the clues you know.

Don't try to fool me, you must know something. "

Hagrid's eyes moved slightly, his face flustered, and he said with a sneer, "I might really know nothing."

Seeing his behavior, Aaron immediately had an answer in his heart.

He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, looking straight into Hagrid's eyes, "Hagrid, in my heart you are the most honest and kind wizard.

You are unwilling to tell me that you must have your own difficulties, but the secret room has been opened again.

One student died last time, but no one knows how many people will die this time. The consequences are very serious.

But we can stop all of this before the tragedy happens, and the damage can be minimized no matter how bad it is.

So, for the sake of Hogwarts, I trust you know what to do. "

Hagrid swallowed, and remained silent for a long time before he said, "Actually, I don't know much."

There was a smile on Aaron's face, and he calmly picked up the teacup on the table, "It's okay, talk as much as you want."

"The monster in the Chamber of Secrets must be the spider's natural enemy, it's not possible." Hagrid hesitated, "That's what Aragog told me.

It's an acromander I have, a 50's type. "

puff!

Aaron sprayed Hagrid's face with a sip of tea, leaving a lot of water stains on his bushy beard.

"What did you say?" Aaron stood up in astonishment, looking at Hagrid who bowed his head like a child who did something wrong, he was also speechless.

It didn't matter that he had a three-headed dog before, after all, it was used to guard the trapdoor, and it was still tied up.

It wouldn't hurt to raise a dragon, at least until Norbert was sent away by Dumbledore before he grew up.

But this time it's the giant eight-eyed spider!A ferocious carnivore by nature, its toxicity is extremely strong, and a 50-year-old acromantula may be as big as a small mountain.

"Don't tell me this acromantula is at Hogwarts."

"It's kept in the Forbidden Forest!" Hagrid said weakly, "But don't worry, Aragog listens to me very well, and hasn't harmed humans for so many years.

And Dumbledore knew about it, so I guess...it's not that serious. "

Hearing this, Aaron sat back slowly.

Dumbledore, the headmaster, is still very reliable. Now that he knows it, it means that Aragog's danger is not that great.

"Okay! I can trust you with difficulty.

So what else did Aragog not tell you? "

"No, I asked it many times, but it didn't dare to say the name of that creature." Hagrid said, "Every time I can feel it, it's scared."

"It's more or less a clue." Aaron murmured, not to mention how disappointed he was, "What else do you know?"

Hagrid shook his head, "No more."

"Think carefully and don't miss some details. This may be the key to solving the case."

Hagrid frowned when he heard the words, and sat quietly on the spot recalling what happened 50 years ago, "By the way, the student who was killed at that time belonged to Ravenclaw, and she seemed to be called Myrtle. She died in the bathroom. room."

When Aaron heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

He admired his luck a little. He had found both the victim and the pseudo-heir 50 years ago.

"Is there anything else?"

Hagrid paused slightly, "That's all, really nothing."

"Okay!" Aaron smiled softly, "Although the clues you provided are not very helpful at the moment, thank you, Hagrid.

One more thing, I tried to keep the matter of finding you as secret as possible. "

"Where is Dumbledore?"

"Do you think our headmaster, the wise and wise Albus Dumbledore, would miss what I said?

But he can't say anything until he finds the secret room, otherwise it will easily cause panic. "

Hagrid suddenly realized, "Yes, he must know, he must know."

Leaving Hagrid's hut, Aaron went straight to the library.

There must be a record of that monster here, but it is definitely not easy to find its information from the dense sea of ​​books.

"Mrs. Pince, can you find me a book about Fantastic Beasts?"

"Which one do you want?

Can you be more specific?It would be nice to have a title. Mrs. Pince said, "If there is no title, it will be difficult. There are at least dozens of such books in the library. "

Aaron couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard the words, "Whatever! Let me read ten books first."

"Ten books?"

"Twenty books are fine, you know my talent, I have a photographic memory.

If you don't feel tired, thirty books is fine. In short, the more detailed the better, I don't want to miss any kind of Fantastic Beasts. "

"You may wait for me a little longer." Mrs. Pince raised her eyebrows, then pulled out her wand and walked to the bookshelf not far away.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Pince walked over from a corner, and a pile of books floated behind her, one by one spread out on a row of empty tables.

Aaron looked at a wall of books stacked on the table, and he was dumbfounded.

What's the situation here, the agreed dozens of books?This is adding a zero at the end!

"Everything you want is here, but there are a little more than I thought.

After all, you also know that not every book is dedicated to introducing magical creatures, and some books may only mention a few words in a vague way, and even treat them as myths and legends.

That is you, I would not have given out so much if it were someone else.

By the way, there are also some records in the restricted book area, but I don't have that permission even if I want to lend you the books there. "

"Thank you, Mrs. Pince, for taking your troubles." Aaron smiled forcedly, broke a few books and walked to a desk, his back was very lonely.

Even with a photographic memory, trying to find the answer in hundreds or even more books is purely physical work.

But after looking it up, he found that the matter was much simpler than he thought. He thought it would take a month to find the answer, but the records in the book are very simple. With the catalog, he can find the part that records magical animals at a glance .

In just one afternoon, he demolished the book wall completely.

I thought it was going to be read one by one, but I didn't expect the process to be as simple as looking up a dictionary.

In order to avoid omissions, he roughly flipped through each book, and after many comparisons, he finally confirmed the answer in three books that looked particularly worn out.

Basilisk.

A snake-like magical creature that can live for hundreds of years. It has a variety of food and can eat anything, but spiders are its favorite.

Possessing deadly fangs, his stare can kill anyone who catches his gaze instantly dies.

After reading this, Aaron frowned. His second task was to kill the monster in the secret room, which meant that he would have to confront the basilisk sooner or later.

Needless to say, the danger of the basilisk, the magic that can kill people at a glance is terrifying, but it is somewhat exaggerated.

At least for those truly powerful wizards, the lethality will be reduced, otherwise Salazar Slytherin would not raise it.

If one is not careful, he will send himself away.

Shrewd, wise and self-protecting, the profit-oriented Slytherin is absolutely impossible to leave a time bomb around him.

But even so, the gaze of the basilisk is not something that a mere mage like him can face up to.

"Why don't you try with a mirror." Aaron thought to himself. According to legend, Perseus killed Medusa through the reflection of the bronze mirror.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of Mrs. Norris who had been petrified, and immediately put away this idea of ​​death.

Lady Norris was not dead, but petrified.

This shows that it did not look directly into the eyes of the basilisk. Reminiscent of the water stains at the scene of the crime, it may have seen the eyes of the basilisk indirectly through the reflection, and it was lucky to save its life.

Looking directly at it is death, and looking at it indirectly will also be petrified, this is too difficult to deal with!

Snapped!

Aaron closed the book and let out a long breath looking at the sunset outside the window.

If he wants to kill the basilisk by himself, he still has to make a long-term plan, but if he calls Dumbledore, or add a few professors... also has to make a long-term plan.

After all, he has not found the secret room now, and the situation is that the enemy is dark and we are clear.

Moreover, the heir of Slytherin is still at Hogwarts. He is definitely not an easy-going lamp. Before confirming his identity, everything has to be kept low-key, otherwise it is easy to be regarded as a morning bug.

"Have you found what you want?" Mrs. Pince asked, "I guess you have."

"Yes! Mrs. Pince, I just feel that my brain is a bit overwhelmed." Aaron said, "Please register for me, I haven't finished this book yet.

There is likely to be knowledge I need in it, so borrow it for a while. "

"Yes." Mrs. Pince said with a smile, "I will lend you a month, which is enough for you to memorize the whole book."

"Is this too long?"

Mrs. Pince shook her head, "You love books very much, I believe you will not let it be damaged."

"Of course, I promise."