Chapter 178 The diary thrown in the bathroom

A few weeks later, students after Christmas returned to school one after another to start the new semester.

The three Harrys carefully checked the three common rooms during this time. Their method was very simple and crude. They put on the invisibility cloak and waited for the Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw students to help them open the door to the common room.

Of course, the Gryffindor common room was his own territory, so it wasn't that troublesome to check.

In addition, they also launched a secret investigation against twenty-three suspects based on the list given by Aaron, but nothing was gained.

Fortunately, the heir of Slytherin seemed to have died down during this period, and there were no more attacks.

"So, you really didn't find anything?" Aaron walked down the corridor and looked at Ron thoughtfully, "Where's Ginny? Are you sure you're not biased?"

"She is definitely not without any suspicion, and I guarantee it with my personality." Ron said seriously, "Every time I made an insinuation about the secret room, she acted very scared, and once she even pushed my brother down. "

"Is that so? That's going to be difficult.

I searched all the students in the school and only found these twenty-three, but now the clues have been lost again. "

"We can't find any mechanism in the common room, so we can be sure it has nothing to do with the Chamber of Secrets." Harry murmured, "The principal's office can basically be ruled out, and the only ones left are the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake."

"There is another location." Hermione looked at Aaron, "It's about time you told us!"

"No." Aaron refused without hesitation, "I would rather check the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake first than go to that kind of place."

When the three of them heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Is this last location more dangerous than the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake?

"Then can you ask the heir from fifty years ago..." Harry hesitated for a moment, "He might have some clues."

"His clues are in the Forbidden Forest. They are of low value and very dangerous. I don't recommend that you go." Aaron frowned slightly and continued: "Maybe you didn't investigate carefully enough, or maybe I missed it. What an important place.

Our progress is currently stuck here. If we want to go further, we have to wait for the heir's next move. "

"better not."

"I think so too, but heirs may not be so kind." Aaron said and walked up the last step, but stepped on a puddle as soon as he took a step.

Hermione looked at half of the corridor that was flooded by water, and pointed in surprise at the door with a malfunction notice hanging on it, "I think there may be a leak in the common room, probably where Moaning Myrtle is.

How about we go over there and take a look? "

Aaron was startled for a moment, then slowly took a step back, "You go ahead! I'll wait here. I don't like dealing with that female ghost."

The three of them shrugged, picked up their robes, and walked through the water.

A few minutes later, Aaron heard Myrtle's scolding, and the sound was very clear even from a distance of more than ten meters and a door.

By the time Harry and the others came out, their shoes and socks were completely soaked.

"It's probably a prank. I don't know who turned on all the faucets." Hermione said.

"And this." Harry picked up a diary with a completely soaked black cover. "The date on it is fifty years ago. The owner's name is Tom Riddle. There is nothing else written there. ”

"Let me take a look." Aaron took the diary from Harry's hand, and then took out his wand, "Appear urgently!"

There was no reaction from the diary, not a single word was revealed.

"Is there something wrong with this diary?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"This is inevitable." Aaron said firmly, "Fifty years ago, the secret room was opened once, and fifty years later today, a wordless diary was thrown into an abandoned girls' bathroom.

This is not a coincidence no matter how you look at it! Maybe this diary contains some secrets! "

When Harry heard the word coincidence, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said with an awkward smile: "Maybe it's just an ordinary diary!"

"Yes! An ordinary student picked up a diary from fifty years ago. He didn't want to spend energy recording anything in it, so he found an abandoned place and threw it away." Ron helped, " At least I'll do that."

Aaron looked at the two people who didn't believe him and smiled meaningfully, "Then why didn't the student throw it into the trash can, but instead threw it in Myrtle's bathroom?

I also turned on all the faucets. Isn’t this unnecessary? "

"Um..." Hermione said with some embarrassment, "The two of them were just as suspicious as you, which led to those misunderstandings."

"Don't mention any misunderstandings to me, it was clearly premeditated." Aaron said unhappily, "I have no choice but to cooperate with you now.

But I do have a simple way to prove my guess. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Aaron threw the diary into the sky and quickly cast a fire spell.

Raging flames shot out of the wand and hit the diary.

But what surprised the three of them was that the diary that had been burned by the fire only emitted a few wisps of smoke, and returned to its original state after a few seconds.

"Hmph!" Aaron sneered, "Did you see that? Facts speak louder than words."

Harry picked up the diary. The soaked part had dried completely, but there was still no word in it. It looked like an ordinary diary with a year on it.

But now he believed Aaron's words. There were definitely secrets in this diary, and it was probably related to the secret room.

"Aaron, do you have any way to decipher the secret inside?"

"You really think highly of me." Aaron shook his head and cut off the shortcut Harry wanted to take.

His method has been used just now, but he only came to an accurate conclusion: the diary is protected by powerful magic and is difficult to destroy.

Harry was not disappointed either. His green eyes looked at the only name on it and murmured: "Tom Riddle, we can start from the name."

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you!" Aaron patted him on the shoulder, "I'm not very interested in the history of fifty years ago, because I know the expelled heir.

However, according to our cooperation conditions, if you crack the secret inside, you must tell me unconditionally. "

"I know." Harry put the diary away helplessly.

...

As time passed, Mandrake became moody and taciturn, rapidly falling out of the same period.

Once their pimples disappear, they can be sliced ​​and boiled into juice to restore the petrified students, animals and ghosts to their original state.

Although the attack is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it has not happened again for so long, and many students have relaxed their vigilance and even told the legend of the secret room as a story.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart, danced the most.

When people were in panic, he hid faster than anyone else. After the news passed, he vowed that there would be no more problems, as if he had stopped the heir of Slytherin.

Because there were no other clues for a while, Aaron focused more on improving himself.

The carving of advanced magic circles became more and more proficient with continuous practice, but Aaron did not dare to test his full strength. If he accidentally demolished the dormitory, he would have a lot of fun.

The accumulation of magic points has barely reached two thousand, and I can take down the clone. No, it's the magic of missing body.

But just in case, Aaron didn't buy it right away.

After all, magic points can be directly converted into magic energy, raising one's own strength to the level of a junior magister, and then having greater confidence in facing danger.

On Valentine's Day, Harry accidentally knocked over his schoolbag in the corridor while avoiding the Valentine's Day card given by Lockhart.

A bottle of ink shattered on the floor, staining the books in the bag and Riddle's diary bright red.

But after returning to the dormitory, he found that the diary was still clean.

Realizing that the diary might have absorbed ink, he excitedly sat up from the bed, took out a quill from the bedside table, dipped a drop of ink on it.

The black ink spread quickly, but within a moment it was completely absorbed by a blank page of paper.

When Harry saw this, he couldn't help but smile. He felt as if he had discovered the secret of the diary, and immediately wrote in the diary: "My name is Harry Potter."

This line of writing flickered, seeping into the diary like a drop of ink.

After a while, a line of words appeared on the blank page: 'Hello, Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle. ’

Harry opened his eyes slightly and looked at the disappearing words. He was stunned for a few seconds before he finally regained consciousness.

"Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?" Harry wrote, but before he even raised his pen, he thought of something else and continued to add in the diary, "It would be great if there was a specific location of the Chamber of Secrets."

The writing slowly disappeared, and soon the diary began to respond: 'I know about the secret room, but I don't know the specific location. ’

Harry was a little disappointed. He originally thought he would make a major discovery this time, but it seemed that the help this diary could provide was limited.

With regret, Harry wrote another line: "Can you tell me?"

The diary responded immediately: 'The situation that day was very complicated, but you can enter my memory and see. ’

Harry was a little confused. Entering other people's memories, this diary didn't look like it had that ability.

But before he could react, another line appeared in the diary: ‘I will take you back fifty years ago. ’

The writing disappeared, and the pages of the diary were turned quickly as if being blown by a strong wind, and it stayed on June 13th.

Harry carefully picked up the diary, and a strong white light seeped out from the middle, shining on him, bringing him into a field of light and shadow.

When Harry opened his eyes again, he found himself in a gray-white world. Although it was still Hogwarts, he seemed out of place with everything around him.

He could see everyone and hear their voices clearly, but others couldn't see him or touch him, and his presence was lower than the air.

This memory of Riddle corresponds to the time when the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago. Harry followed the young Tom Riddle to meet the then Principal Dippet.

From the conversation between the two, he learned about Tom's life experience. He was of mixed blood, with a Muggle father and a wizard mother. His mother died after giving birth to him and he grew up in a Muggle orphanage.

Silently comparing it in his mind, Harry unexpectedly found that for the first time he was qualified to sympathize with others.

His parents are wizards, he is a pure-blood wizard, and he has inherited a legacy left by his parents.

Although it is almost spent now, at least it does not count as a bowl in the beginning.

His parents also died, but at least he experienced the warmth of family, deep father's love and great mother's love before he was one year old.

Although he couldn't remember the feeling of happiness clearly, there was no doubt that it existed.

He grew up in the house of his aunt and uncle, and it was quite uncomfortable to feel dependent on others.

Although he is very unpopular and is often bullied by his eldest cousin, compared to the orphanage fifty years ago where he didn't have enough to eat, didn't wear warm clothes, and didn't sleep well, this is considered a warm place in the world.