Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Malfoy moved a little faster, and a pale golden shock wave shot out from the tip of the wand, hitting Harry hard.

Harry felt dizzy and staggered around twice before he managed to regain his senses.

He seized the opportunity and immediately shouted: "Grin ho la la!"

A silver light hit Malfoy's stomach, knocking him to the edge of the ring, the pain in his abdomen made him gasp a lot faster.

Seeing this, Harry also hesitated. At this time, should he abide by the regulations and wait for Draco to recover, or should he take advantage of his illness to kill him and pursue the victory.

However, Draco obviously didn't give him a chance to think, he quickly raised his wand and roared: "Oolong came out of the hole."

A black cobra landed on the ring, and crawled forward while swallowing snake letters.

The crowd onlookers screamed and retreated quickly, staying as far away from its attack range as possible.

Harry stared at the snake, motionless, as if frightened.

"Don't touch Potter." Snape walked forward indifferently, "I'll get him away."

"Let me do it, Professor Snape." Lockhart said confidently, drawing his wand before Snape.

He was a little thankful to Draco, summoning such a little snake to allow him to score. Compared with the previous duel, expelling the poisonous snake can obviously make a deeper impression on people.

"Ascension to heaven with wings."

The curse hit the poisonous snake, and it flew seven or eight meters high before falling down.

This seems to have enraged it, showing the fangs in its mouth, standing upright looking for the target of attack.

"Not enough successes, more than failures." Aaron rolled his eyes, he really didn't expect Lockhart to be unable to handle a snake.

Generally, a wizard who has lived for 30 to [-] years can barely reach the level of an intermediate magician even if his talent is poor and his potential is exhausted. However, Lockhart's combat power cannot match his age. It is almost the same as that of a first-year wizard. Freshmen are about the same.

To a certain extent, he can be regarded as a kind of talent for being able to get to where he is today.

Just as the poisonous snake approached Justin of Hufflepuff, Harry moved his steps mysteriously and made an incomprehensible sound.

The poisonous snake stopped attacking immediately, and turned to look at Harry, but his eyes were full of intimacy.

Professor Snape waved his wand, and the snake disappeared in black smoke.

The crisis was resolved, but everyone present was stunned, and looked at Harry with suspicion.

This is the language of snakes. Among the founders of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin happened to know this foreign language. Thinking of the recently rumored chamber of secrets, they didn't think it was a coincidence.

Chapter 168 The True Heir

Harry stood on the ring, surrounded by strange eyes.

He didn't understand what he did wrong. He obviously saved Justin, but the other person's face was not grateful, but full of anger and panic.

Before he could react, Ron tugged at his robe under the ring, "Let's go first! I think we need to hurry up."

Harry walked off the ring in silence, and the students retreated to both sides, as if they regarded him as some kind of terrifying beast.

"Parseltongue." Draco said unhappily, "Harry Potter is actually Parseltongue."

"Calm down, it's just that you can speak the language of snakes, and there are people like this in the wizarding world." Aaron looked thoughtfully at the two people who walked out of the auditorium, and a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He found his search for the heir of Slytherin somewhat misguided, making a particularly simple mistake.

This man might not be the man he thought he would be in Salazar Slytherin's legacy, but a descendant of his blood.

This is very likely to be true, the monster in the Chamber of Secrets is a basilisk, and Salazar Slytherin's descendants also inherited his Parseltongue ability.

He can communicate with snakes without any obstacles, and order it to do things, which is simply the best match.

"Aaron, you misunderstood me.

Parseltongue was the skill of Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders, but now it is Gryffindor who has this ability.

Harry Potter didn't deserve this ability at all, and so many people in the auditorium must have regarded him as the heir of Slytherin, he couldn't tell how proud he was! "

"I don't think so, his expression just now doesn't look fake.

It may be just a coincidence that he can speak Parselton. You don't think Harry Potter will be the heir of Slytherin, do you? "

Draco thought for a while, then said in a deep voice, "I don't think so, at least the heirs of Slytherin won't mix with Muggle-born wizards."

"Then it's over, Harry just happens to be able to speak Parseltongue." Aaron didn't take it seriously, since he can also speak Dragon's language, isn't he not proud.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, walking over.

"It has nothing to do with you, Granger." Draco sneered, "You'd better be careful, Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin.

Guess he's going to let that monster out and let it..."

"Draco." Aaron gave him a warning look, "She's my good friend, and your words won't do anything to her."

"I just wanted to scare her." Draco said angrily, and then called Crabbe and Goyle out of the auditorium.

Hermione leaned her back against the edge of the ring, carefully groping for something with a few fingers behind her.

Harry's spell just now still had an effect, and Draco happened to lose a few hairs when he fell, which was the ingredient for the last Polyjuice Potion.

"That... Aaron, I have something to ask you." Hermione tried to keep her expression as calm as possible, "Are you busy recently?

I don't mean anything else, it's just that I seldom see you after class. "

"Almost, but it's not just you, Draco is also like this." Aaron said helplessly, "There is a troublesome thing that is complicated, and I need to spend some time.

But thanks to Harry, I have a new way of thinking, which saves me some energy. "

"Do you need my help? If you need an assistant I can..."

"This is not a good idea." Aaron shook his head with a smile. "Thank you for your kindness, but you can't help me, and I don't want you to get involved."

After speaking, he walked towards the side door.

"Wait." Hermione mustered up her courage and stood in front of him, "Tell me, what are you doing?"

Aaron looked directly into Hermione's eyes, hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, if I have to say it, I'm protecting this school in a low-key way.

You have to keep it secret, and only you know it at the moment. "

Hermione's heart sank slightly, and she subconsciously clenched the golden hair in her hand, "Then I won't bother you with such a great cause."

Aaron returned to Slytherin's dormitory. He first lifted the disillusionment spell and checked whether the two roosters in the cage were in good condition.

This is something he has to do every day, and these two amulets must not be lost until the hidden enemy is found.

Then he lifted the green curtain on the wall, revealing the wall of clues he had sorted out.

Compared with the sporadic clues before, there are many more names on it now, but more than half of them have been drawn with a black line.

These are all excluded objects. Firstly, Muggle-born wizards. They cannot be the heirs of Slytherin. Second, some half-blood and pure-blood wizards. They usually communicate well and have no abnormalities.

Among the remaining crowd, there must be one of the heirs of Slytherin. Originally, they had to use the method of elimination to investigate slowly, but now there is one more clue that can speed up the progress, except for the Parseltongue other than Harry Potter.

The heir will definitely not reveal himself, but his family background can't be concealed, as long as he has something to do with Slytherin, he may be pure-blooded, or mixed-blooded, and even more likely to be mixed-blooded Some.

"Interesting, really interesting." Aaron smiled and licked the dragon, "Abe, this is such a big project!

If it wasn't for the conditions, I really wanted to conduct a census, which might narrow down the number of suspects to less than ten. "

Meanwhile, the Gryffindor common room.

Ron and Hermione tell Harry the history of Parseltongue, which makes him doubt himself a little.

Because he could hear the voice of the monster in the secret room before the murder, the Sorting Hat also suggested him to go to Slytherin when he was sorted last year, and he is also a Parseltongue that is unique in the wizarding world.

All these factors together, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the heir of Slytherin.

But he really wasn't, he knew very well that he didn't order the monster in the chamber to do anything, and he didn't even know what the monster was.

But the problem is that people don’t think so. Salazar is a figure of more than 1000 years, and his blood has not been cut off. Even Harry can’t be sure whether he is Salazar’s great-great-great-great-grandson, because he is very concerned about his wave. The Te family knew almost nothing about it.

The next day, the transformation class classroom.

This semester's Transfiguration class is over, and Professor McGonagall has nothing to say, so let everyone make their own arrangements.

But many people didn't read or write, just stared at Harry Potter, whispering from time to time.

Feeling the weird gaze again, even though he was mentally prepared, Harry still felt extremely aggrieved.

In the entire classroom, only Ron and Hermione, who were opposite him, could understand him, but the comfort of the two people was a little bit insignificant compared to the doubts of most people.

The depression in his heart made him close the book directly, "I'll see you in the common room later."

Ron and Hermione could only give him a far-fetched smile, and they couldn't dissuade him. They couldn't let Harry feel the strange eyes of others!

As soon as he walked out of the classroom, Harry heard the voice again, as if it was coming from the wall.

He walked quickly along the direction of the sound, and found a ghost floating in mid-air at a corner, which was almost headless Nick.

His eyes widened in horror, his body turned black, only a crack in his neck was broken, and a faint blue smoke rose from his neck.

Besides him, there was another person lying on the floor.

Justin Finch, the Hufflepuff, was a Muggle-born wizard.

At this moment, he was in the same state as Nick, motionless, his eyes widened in horror.

Harry swallowed involuntarily, his breathing became short of breath, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"I wouldn't be here if I were you."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Aaron held Abe and looked at this scene with some regret.

"You, why are you here?" Harry asked nervously.

Aaron looked at Abe in his arms, a trace of complaint flashed in his eyes.

He didn't just devote his energy to solving the case these days, and he didn't miss out on the practice of the magic circle.

He can complete the basic magic circle in a second without using any medium, but he still needs to practice constantly if he wants to succeed in an instant.

The time he took to draw the magic circle of intermediate difficulty has also been greatly shortened, from half a minute three months ago to three seconds now, and with the accumulation of his own magic energy, the power has become a little bit stronger.

But he hasn't made any breakthroughs in the advanced magic array yet. The array map, core, and magic power input are all much more complicated.

Aaron knew that food needs to be eaten one bite at a time, and becoming stronger is a gradual process, so he practiced the advanced magic circle according to the previous method.

Just now, he was drawing a complicated advanced magic circle on the paper, but at the last stroke, Abbe suddenly heard the voice of the basilisk.

It jumped on the table as soon as it got excited, and 10 minutes of hard work was ruined.

But his own dragon cub should be favored or deserved to be favored. After confirming that the basilisk had left, he followed it.

"It's a coincidence, Harry."

The corners of Harry's eyes twitched, hiding his suspicion well.

"How did you end up here?"

"Uh... this is also a coincidence, I was planning to go back to the common room."

"Really? I happen to be too.

I suggest we better get out of here first. "

"What about them?" Harry pointed at Nick and Justin, "We can't leave it alone!"

"Someone will take care of it, it doesn't have to be us.

Listen to me, let's get out of here quickly, or..."

"Catch a current one."

A gloomy voice appeared at the entrance of the aisle, and Filch looked at the two of them darkly, his eyes stayed on Aaron for a moment and then fixed on Harry.

"You must be fired this time, Potter, remember what I said."

"No, Filch, that's not the case." Harry said anxiously, but Filch didn't stop, and left the spot decisively.

"Otherwise, something like this will happen." Aaron shook his head speechlessly, holding his forehead. If he had known earlier, he would not have persuaded him. If he had just left, it would not be such a trouble.

Chapter 169 It's a showdown, but it's not clean

After a while, Filch brought the vice-principal, Professor McGonagall, over.

She looked helplessly at Nick floating in mid-air and Justin Finch on the ground, and it took her a long time to react.

"Professor, I know you may not believe it, but I really didn't do it." Aaron said helplessly, "Of course, it can't be Harry Potter."