Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"I was planning to go back to the dormitory to sleep, and I happened to find that the stairs were full of water stains, so I came here to take a look." Aaron looked at the three of them meaningfully, "You are enough, don't go to the Halloween banquet, do this kind of thing Mischief, Filch will be pissed if he finds out."

"It's not a prank." Ron said anxiously.

"Really?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, then looked at the bloody writing on the wall, "The door of the secret room has been opened, enemies of the successor, be careful.

Tut tut!The smell of blood is full. It hasn't been long since these words were written.

You were the only ones here when I came, who else could it be? "

"It's really not us," Harry said, "We just came here."

"Okay, no need to explain, isn't it just a sentence?

Although this prank was a bit nasty, it was nothing compared to driving a car to school. "

Aaron didn't think Harry and the others would be bored enough to write blood, but this was the place where the unknown dangerous creature stayed after all.

Coupled with the blood on the wall and the water stains on the ground, it might be the so-called first crime scene.

If you want to pick yourself out perfectly, you can only put yourself into the perspective of ordinary passers-by, and then pretend to be confused.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, as if they could both see a cauldron on the other's back.

"what..."

Hermione suddenly screamed, pointing to the torch holder on the wall, "What's that?"

The other three looked over together. A black cat was hung on a bracket. Its whole body was stiff, as if it had been petrified.

But the real situation is definitely more serious than this, because the petrification curse only makes the person immobilized, but all senses are still functioning.

But its eyes didn't move, as if it was really dead, and it was the kind of death that would never rest in peace.

"Ms. Norris, Filch's most cherished cat." Aaron swallowed, and carefully stretched out his hand to sniff its breath, "It's not breathing, but it's in a strange state, so I'm not sure if it's true died."

After finishing speaking, Aaron looked at the three of them in surprise, "Could it be that you guys did this too?"

The three of them immediately shook their heads. Although they didn't like Filch, they didn't want to vent their anger on a cat. They still used such vicious methods.

"I don't think you did it either.

This kind of effect, which is more perverted than the petrification spell, is not something wizards of our age can do. "Aaron said, and he also had some guesses in his heart.

This is probably the handwriting of that unknown dangerous creature. The writing on the wall may not have been made by it, because Abe guessed that it was not human, but Mrs. Norris's petrification is definitely inseparable from it.

Thinking of this, Aaron couldn't help but frown. The situation might be more complicated than he thought. Someone in Hogwarts might be cooperating with this creature.

"Aaron, what are you thinking?" Hermione asked.

"I'm thinking that I have to leave here as soon as possible." Aaron said bluntly, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible. It is not a wise choice to stay at the scene of the crime. Under normal circumstances, you will be regarded as a suspect."

"Should we try to rescue it?" Harry looked at Mrs. Norris with some embarrassment, and his tone of voice was a little uncomfortable.

Aaron gave him a deep look, then gave him a meaningful smile, "Goodbye."

"I think we should listen to him," said Ron.

Harry nodded, but before he could move, there were muffled noises and dense footsteps from both sides of the corridor.

Aaron looked at the dense figures getting closer and closer in front of him, cursed inwardly, and quickly backed away.

"Why are you back again?"

"Ask knowingly." Aaron gave Ron a blank look. "The dinner party is over. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have wasted my time here."

"Yeah!" Hermione shrugged, sympathetically, "a step too late."

"It's a bit late, but it's not too bad.

At least compared to you, my level of suspicion is still very low. "Aaron said meaningfully.

After a while, both ends of the corridor were crowded with students.

They looked at the four people in the center and Mrs. Norris who was hanging upside down on the torch bracket, and tacitly stopped the cheerful sound after the banquet.

"This scene reminds me of Halloween last year." Aaron said speechlessly.

Colin in the crowd saw this scene and involuntarily picked up the camera, but before he could take a picture, Percy pressed it silently.

"Aaron, why are you here?" Draco looked at the other three with a stunned expression, somewhat unbelievable.

"Hey, hey! Don't think too much.

You forgot what I said just now that you have to go back to the dormitory to sleep early, and I only came a few minutes earlier than you.

The situation I see is similar to yours, except that I am not there. "

Draco was stunned when he heard that.

He first gave Aaron an awkward but polite smile to apologize, then looked at the Slytherin prefect and said, "What Aaron said is true. I can testify, and many people can testify."

"I didn't say I didn't believe him." The Slytherin prefect said, and then waved to Aaron, "Gaius, I don't think you are suitable to stand with them now."

"The prefect is wise." Aaron gave a thumbs up and walked among the students without hesitation.

"Naylor, it's not appropriate for you to do this!" Percy said with some displeasure.

"We have witnesses." Naylor said indifferently, "You know what I am. I have never favored any Slytherin, but I will not let any Slytherin be wronged."

"The prefect is domineering."

"Come on, I don't usually see you complimenting me so much." Naylor said speechlessly, "From last year to now, the most you've seen me is nodding your head."

"One moment and another moment!" Aaron said with a playful smile.

Harry and the others looked at this scene dumbfounded. Aaron just picked himself out, it was too much fun!

The three people's eyes met, and finally they set their eyes on Percy tacitly.

Percy shook his head in embarrassment, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

It is true that prefects have certain rights, but they cannot use their power for personal gain without reason.

What's more, with so many people watching here, unless Harry also has witnesses, or has sufficient alibi, he can only do business.

But the three of them didn't attend tonight's banquet, which was a flaw in the first place, let alone they were at the scene of the crime at this time. It is estimated that few people would believe it was a coincidence.

"Enemies of the Inheritor, beware." Draco looked at the blood on the wall, as if thinking of something, he slowly turned his attention to Hermione, "I guess you will be next, Hermione Gran Jay.

I advise you to be careful, you are a Muggle-born wizard after all. "

Hermione frowned, she always felt that Draco knew something, but the situation of the three of them now did not allow her to ask clearly.

"What do you mean?" Aaron asked puzzled.

"You do not know?"

"Should I know?"

Draco smiled embarrassingly, but he was relieved when he thought of the particularity of the Hermit Family.

"The Chamber of Secrets is a Hogwarts legend. I heard it from my dad before, and the professors should know it too."

At this time, a system voice suddenly sounded in Aaron's mind, and his expression couldn't help becoming weird.

But before he could figure out what was going on, Administrator Filch pushed his way through the crowd.

"Potter, what are you doing..." Filch stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, looked at Mrs. Norris who was hanging in horror, and staggered back a few steps.

"Mrs. Norris." Filch asked, his lips trembling slightly, looking at Harry viciously, "You killed my cat."

"No, not me, not me," Harry said nervously.

"I'm going to kill you." Filch grabbed Harry by the collar and shouted sharply, "I'm going to kill you."

"Argus!"

Dumbledore arrived at the scene in time, followed by a group of college professors, and the students gave way spontaneously.

Filch also let go of his hand, and just looked at his cat with an aggrieved expression.

Dumbledore's heart trembled when he saw the blood on the wall, but he quickly calmed down.

"Everyone follow the order and return to the dormitory, everyone, except... the three of you.

Mr Potter, Mr Weasley, Miss Granger.

Wait a minute, Mr. Gaius, you too. "

Aaron froze for a moment, "Professor, I may have misheard, are you sure you want to keep me?"

"determine."

"But I have nothing to do with this matter, it's just a coincidence." Aaron said depressedly, "I have witnesses, I just left the auditorium a few minutes earlier, even if I wanted to do this, I don't have time."

"I know, and I don't doubt you, Mr. Gaius."

"Don't worry, Aaron." Professor Snape stood up, "Principal Dumbledore just wanted to briefly understand what you saw, it's not a big deal, just tell the truth."

Chapter 155 The suspicion is temporarily ruled out

Lockhart's office.

Under the bright candlelight, Dumbledore put Mrs. Norris on the desk and began to examine it carefully.

"It must have been killed by a spell." Lockhart said emotionally from the side, "Transformation Torture Curse, I remember a very similar thing happened before.

It's a pity that I wasn't there at the time. I just happened to know the uncurse method, which could have saved it. "

"Can you be quiet for a while?" Aaron looked at Lockhart speechlessly, wanting to say that you look like a clown, but he restrained himself.

"Mr. Gaius." Lockhart's voice was slightly lower than before, "I have detailed records in my autobiography."

"Can you save Mrs. Norris?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"Eh... this..." Lockhart stammered, looking at Filch who was choking, feeling a little guilty, "Unfortunately, my spell may not be able to save the dead."

"Then I will trouble you, professor, to be quiet for a while, at least not to hinder the work of professionals."

"It's not dead, Argus." Dumbledore raised his head and said, "Mrs. Norris was only petrified, but I don't know exactly how it was petrified."

"Ask him, he did it." Filch looked at Harry Potter angrily, and kept sobbing, "You all saw what he wrote on the wall, he knew I was a squib."

"Squib?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable, "For a wizard who can't use magic, it must be very difficult for you to stay in Hogwarts for decades!"

"Mr. Gaius." Dumbledore said solemnly, "Argus has been doing his duty for decades, and I dare say no one loves this castle more than him."

"I see." Aaron nodded thoughtfully, "But to be fair, I don't think Harry did it. When I got there, the three of them stood there blankly, As if frightened silly.

And with all due respect, Harry probably doesn't even know what a Squib is. "

Harry nodded hastily. He has only been in school for one year, so he really doesn't know much about the meaning of some nouns.

Snape stepped out of the shadows, with a sneer still on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe Potter and his friends just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time.

That was the case with Aaron, who happened to spot them by that wall.

Isn't it, Mr. Potter? "

Harry froze for a moment, then exchanged a brief glance with the other two, "That's right, Professor Snape, this is just a misunderstanding."

"Very good, with the testimony of the three of you, I believe Aaron has no suspicions." Snape gave Aaron a reassuring look, and then looked at the three of Harry, "Then can you explain why during the dinner Not in the auditorium?"

The three immediately explained that they had attended Sir Nicholas' death anniversary banquet, and hundreds of ghosts could testify to them.

"You guys... so boring." The corners of Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, also convinced by their brain circuits.

If you don't want to attend a good Halloween banquet, you must go to the ghost's death day, is that something that a living person can do?Aren't you afraid of having nightmares at night?

The three of Harry also looked at each other, regretful in their hearts.

Attending a ghost banquet on Halloween, it’s okay to be scared, and I can bear it if I’m hungry for nothing, but when I came back, I suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

"And after that?" Snape looked straight into Harry's eyes, a stern smile flashed across his skinny face, "Why didn't you come to the banquet?"

"Because, because..." Harry was very nervous, he didn't dare to say that he went there because he heard a strange sound, otherwise the suspicion on him would not be cleared.

"We're going back to the common room," Hermione interrupted. "Aaron only met us on the way back."

"I'm going back to sleep after eating and drinking enough, you..."

"We're not hungry."

Gollum!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron's stomach groaned inappropriately.