A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

After hearing Aaron's clues, Hagrid shook his head in surprise, "I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Are you kidding me?

No one in the whole of Hogwarts knows more about magical beasts than you. "

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

I am very familiar with the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, but the magical world is very large, and there are countless types of magical creatures, which cannot be accommodated in just one Forbidden Forest.

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

I have been a forest ranger for nearly fifty years, and my horizons are a little wider than this forest, but even so, I am considered an expert in the field of magical zoology. "

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

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

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

Hagrid's eyes moved slightly, his face looked a little flustered, and he said with a smile: "Maybe I really don't know anything."

Seeing his performance, Aaron suddenly had the answer in his heart.

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

You must have your own reasons for not telling me, but the secret room has been opened again.

A student died last time. No one knows how many people will die this time. The consequences will be serious.

But we can completely prevent this before the tragedy occurs, and even if we don’t, we can minimize the damage.

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

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

A smile broke out on Aaron's face, and he calmly picked up the teacup on the table, "It doesn't matter, just say as much as you want."

"The monster in the secret room must be the spider's natural enemy, it's not possible." Hagrid said hesitantly, "This is what Aragog told me.

It's an Acromantula that I keep, the one that's fifty years old. "

puff!

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

"What did you say?" Aaron stood up in shock, looking at Hagrid who was bowing his head and keeping silent like a child who had done something wrong. He was also speechless.

It didn't matter that he had a three-headed dog before. After all, he had to use it to guard the trap door, and it was still tied up.

There was no harm in raising a fire dragon, at least Dumbledore sent him away before Norbert grew up.

But this time it’s the Acromantula! It is a ferocious carnivore with extremely strong poisonous nature. A 50-year-old Acromantula may be as big as a hill.

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

"They are kept in the Forbidden Forest!" Hagrid said weakly, "But don't worry, Aragog listens to my words and has never harmed humans in all these years.

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

After hearing this, Aaron sat back slowly.

Dumbledore, the principal, is still very reliable. Since he knows it, it means that Aragog is not that dangerous.

"Okay! I can reluctantly believe you.

So what else didn't Aragog tell you? "

"No, I've asked it many times, but it doesn't dare to name that creature." Hagrid said, "I can feel it every time. 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 this, and sat quietly recalling what happened fifty years ago, "By the way, the student who was killed at that time was a Ravenclaw student. Her name seemed to be Myrtle. She died in Toilet room."

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

He somewhat admired his luck. He had found both the victim and the pseudo-heir from fifty years ago.

"Is there anything else?"

Hagrid paused slightly and said, "That's all, there's really nothing left."

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

One more thing, I'll try to keep everything I've asked you about secret. "

"Where's Dumbledore?"

"Do you think our headmaster, the wise and wise Albus Dumbledore, would not have thought of what I said?

But he couldn't say anything until he found the secret room, otherwise it would easily cause panic. "

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

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

There must be a record of the 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 magical beasts?"

"Which one do you want?

Can you be more specific? It's best to have a title. "Mrs. Pince said, "It would be difficult if there is no title of the book. There are at least dozens of such books in the library. "

Aaron couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard this, "Whatever! Let me take a look at ten books first."

"Ten books?"

"Twenty books will do. You know my gift. I have a photographic memory.

If you don't mind the effort, thirty books will be fine. The more detailed the better. I don't want to miss any magical creatures."

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

Ten minutes later, Madam Pince came from a corner, with a pile of books floating behind her, one by one spread out on a row of empty tables.

Aaron looked at the wall of books piled on the table and was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on? Where are the dozens of books? Did they add a zero at the end?

"Everything you want is here, but the number is a little more than I thought.

After all, you know that not every book is dedicated to introducing magical creatures. Some books may only mention them in a few vague sentences, or even pass them over as myths and legends.

That's you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have taken out so much.

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

"Thank you, Madam Pince, for your trouble." Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, broke off a few pieces of books and walked towards a desk, his back was particularly lonely.

Even if you have a photographic memory, it is pure physical work to find the answer in hundreds or even more books.

But after checking, he found that things were much simpler than he thought. He thought it would take a month to find the answer, but the records in the book were very simple. With the help of the catalog, he could find the part about magical creatures at a glance.

In just one afternoon, he had torn down the wall of books.

I thought I had to read them 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. After multiple comparisons, he finally determined the answer in three books that looked particularly worn.

Basilisk.

A snake-like magical creature that can live for hundreds of years. It eats a variety of foods and eats everything, but spiders are its favorite.

It has deadly fangs and can kill people with a stare. Anyone who is stared at by his eyes will die immediately.

After reading this, Aaron frowned. His second task is to kill the monster in the chamber of secrets, which means that he will face the basilisk sooner or later.

Needless to say, the danger of the basilisk is terrifying. The magic that can kill people with just one look is terrifying, but it is somewhat exaggerated.

At least for those truly powerful wizards, the lethality will be discounted, otherwise Salazar Slytherin would not have kept it.

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

The shrewd, self-protective, and profit-oriented Slytherin would never leave a time bomb around him.

But even so, the gaze of the basilisk is not something he, a mere wizard, can face.

"Why not try with a mirror?" Aaron thought secretly. Legend has it that Perseus killed Medusa through the reflection of a bronze mirror.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of Mrs. Norris who was petrified, and immediately put away this suicidal idea.

Mrs. Norris was not dead, but petrified.

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

Looking directly into its eyes is death, and seeing its eyes indirectly will also be petrified. This is too difficult!

Snap!

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

If he wanted to kill the basilisk alone, he would have to think about it in the long run, but if he called Dumbledore, or added a few professors... he would also have to think about it in the long run.

After all, he has not found the secret room yet, and the situation is that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light.

Besides, the heir of Slytherin is still in Hogwarts. He is definitely not a good person. Before confirming his identity, everything must be kept low-key, otherwise he will be easily mistaken for an early bird.

"Did you find what you want?" Madam Pince asked, "I guess you did."

"Yes! Madam Pince, I just feel that my brain is a little overwhelmed now." Aaron said, "Please register for me. I haven't finished reading this book.

It may contain the knowledge I need, so I need to borrow it for a while."

"Okay." Madam Pince smiled, "I will lend it to you for a month, enough for you to memorize the whole book."

"Is this too long?"

Madam Pince shook her head, "You take good care of books, I believe you will not let it be damaged."

"Of course, I promise."