HP Magic Biography

You're a Parseltongue! said Ron. You can talk to snakes!

Fan Lin and the others pulled Harry out of the great hall, and it wasn't until he returned to the empty Gryffindor common room that all kinds of problems came like a storm.

What's so strange? Harry said a little confused, since he stopped the snake, everyone looked at Harry with strange eyes, as if they were looking at some monster.

I said, it's only the second time I've done it. Once at the zoo I happened to stop a boa constrictor that was wrapped around my cousin Dali, although I let it out - it's a long story — it told me it had never been to Brazil, so I set it free. That was before I knew I was a wizard.

A boa constrictor told you that it has never been to Brazil? Fan Lin repeated in disbelief.

Well! said Harry, that snake was kept at the zoo, it never made it back to his hometown, and I bet a lot of people here could do it.

Oh no, they can't, said Ron. It's not an ordinary thing. Harry, it's too bad.

What's wrong with that? Harry began to get angry. What's the matter with each of you?

Harry got angry, Listen, if I hadn't told the snake not to attack Fan Lin...

Oh, that's what you said to it? Ron asked quickly. In fact, Fan Lin also knew what Harry meant. After all, they were good friends, and Harry had no reason to let the snake attack him.

It was very possible that Gilderoy's spell had managed to irritate the snake, and that Malfoy hadn't controlled it, but none of that mattered in the face of Harry's reaction.

What do you mean? You were there, you heard me. Harry glared at Ron, and Harry was very sad for Ron's distrust.

I heard you speaking Parseltongue, Ron replied, the language of snakes. You must have said something. No wonder everyone is freaking out. You sound like you're abetting the snake or something. It It's annoying, you know.

Harry stared at him dumbfounded.

I spoke another language? But—I didn't realize it—how could I speak another language and not know it?

Fan Lin shook his head. He and Hermione looked like someone had died. Harry couldn't imagine why it was so scary.

Don't you want to tell me there's nothing wrong with preventing a big dirty snake from biting off Fan Lin's head?

He said, How did I do it, is it as important as Fan Lin not having to become a headless ghost?

Yes. Calm down, Harry! Fan Linyu replied in a calm voice. As the person involved, he needed to express his thoughts.

It's not that we don't trust you. Of course I know what you mean. You have no reason to hurt me, right Harry? Fan Lin said to himself.

But, although we can understand what you mean, they don't understand. Even, we all guessed it. It's not a human language at all, and it's hard for them to accept it, after all, because...

Because it's Sarasa who can talk to snakes. Hermione said with an ugly face.

Salazar Slytherin is famous for being able to talk to snakes. That's why the symbol of Slytherin House is the snake.

After hearing Hermione's words, Harry couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

In fact, now the whole school is going to think you're Salazar's great-great-great-great-grandson or something...

But I'm not, Harry said in a voice of pain that even he couldn't explain.

You'll see how hard it is to prove, said Hermione. He was a thousand years ago, and we all know that, and you do too.

In fact,

Harry, even if you show such a talent in normal times, it would be quite frightening, let alone now... Fan Lin said hesitantly, the situation was not optimistic.

But, I'm really not his descendant, and I haven't opened that secret room! Harry said a little frantically.

No, Harry, you know, we believe in you, but others don't think so... Fan Lin said with a sigh, Maybe you will be very sad in the days to come...

Harry couldn't sleep that night. Through cracks in the curtains that hung from the four columns, he watched the snow begin to fall from the tower windows and float in the air.

He just stroked Hedwig with one hand, sat on the window sill of the room, watched the night at Hogwarts, and was lost in thought.

Fan Lin didn't fall asleep either, but when he saw Harry's situation, although he wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

This is a kind of contradiction, as mentioned in many philosophy books, the contradiction between people, the contradiction between people and things.

Fan Lin knew that only by solving the problem of the Chamber of Secrets could Harry's situation really improve.

Somewhere, like an invisible thread, the four of them were bound together with various strange things at Hogwarts, especially about the dark arts.

The next day, Harry felt the resistance from Hogwarts, and everyone looked at him with scrutiny, as if they had already confirmed that he was the heir, and the eyes they looked at Harry changed. Some fear.

Harry really wanted to explain to others what happened yesterday, but apart from Van Lin, Hermione and Ron, no one was willing to contact Harry at all, especially the newly-acquainted Jaddings and others, who barely believed it a while ago Harry's words.

But ever since Harry's Parseltongue was exposed, he'd returned to that skeptical state, if not worse.

He and a few good friends have been talking about Harry, and then pointing at Harry, and ran away as soon as they encountered it.

People everywhere said that Harry was the murderer, he was the heir of Slytherin, and some people said that Harry was the descendant of Slytherin, which made Harry very uncomfortable.

Even the Weasley brothers, Fred, and George, who usually liked to joke with Harry, were not so happy anymore. They were very funny and did not joke with Harry, but they also lost their previous interest.

Ginny Weasley and Ron are Harry's staunch supporters, which even the super fan Colin has to admire.

What pleased Harry the most was that there was still someone in Slytherin willing to believe him, Laura Chris! Harry was glad he got to know the Slytherin girl.

But Laura looked weaker and sicker, which worried everyone.

In fact, Laura was completely isolated in Slytherin because of Malfoy.