Chapter 157 Returning to the scene of the crime, even the female ghost...
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Jing Shen Tian Si
Aaron looked at the clues sorted out on the blackboard, and after thinking for a while, he wrote down a few questions and the incomplete answers he guessed in his notebook.
First, the identity of the monster?
It may be some kind of magical animal with an extremely long lifespan and a very powerful petrification ability, which is inextricably related to Harry Potter.
Second, who is the heir of Slytherin?
It could be the first-year freshman, or it could be the guy who got kicked out of school 50 years ago.
Second, where is the location of the Chamber of Secrets?
It is not yet known, but considering the water damage at the scene of the crime, it may be near a water source.
After a while, Aaron closed the notebook and wiped all the clues on the blackboard.
"These are the only things that can be sorted out so far, and there may be missing places that have not been found." Aaron muttered to himself, and then walked out of the classroom.
He planned to go to the scene of the crime to have a look. Although Filch might have cleaned it up, there might still be some clues left.
When he came to the corridor, Aaron couldn't help but rolled his eyes, feeling extremely speechless in his heart.
"I have to admit, the three of you are really... amazing!"
"Aaron, what are you doing here?" Harry asked suspiciously, the suspicion flickering in his eyes.
"What are you doing here again?" Aaron asked back.
"Look for clues." Hermione replied, "Many people in the school now regard Harry as the heir to the Chamber of Secrets, and we don't want him to suffer innocent injustice."
"It's not just Harry." Ron hesitated for a while, "And you, I found some Gryffindors suspecting you as the heir to the Chamber of Secrets when I was having breakfast today."
Aaron: …
"What does it matter to me? I was wronged."
"But you were here that night, weren't you?" Hermione gave him a more heart-wrenching reason, "But there are far fewer people who doubt you than Harry, which is a blessing among misfortunes."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched, and his heart kept sinking.
It was only for system tasks before, but now I have to add another one to prove my innocence.
Feeling the inexplicable decline in Aaron, Hermione asked with some concern: "Are you okay! These are just rumors.
"It's okay." Aaron waved his hand, "I'm not that vulnerable, I just feel a little aggrieved.
You came first, any clues? "
"We..." As soon as Hermione was about to speak, Harry and Ron turned their faces away together, one frowned slightly, the other shook their heads slightly, but the meaning was the same: don't tell him yet.
"We haven't found anything yet."
"Is that so?" Aaron didn't doubt much, but looked around, and finally put his gaze on the window, "I seem to have a clue, look over there."
The hearts of the three jumped, and they naturally knew what Aaron was talking about.
They discovered just now that dozens of spiders were crawling panickedly on the window.
They got out one by one from the gaps in the windows, and crawled down while hanging by spider silk, as if they wanted to escape from here.
"Fear, they are afraid." Aaron said to himself, feeling the need to add a bit to the identity of the monster, it may be the natural enemy of spiders.
"You mean the spiders are afraid of the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione asked.
"I didn't say that, it was just a guess." Aaron smiled mischievously, looking at the clean ground, "It seems that our administrator has mopped the floor clean."
"How did the water come from?" Harry felt that he had grasped the point. There wouldn't be people mopping the floor outside at the Halloween party, right?
Even if there is, it should be to take a bucket instead of pouring so much water on the ground.
"It should be that." Ron pointed to a door parallel to the corridor, with the word 'fault' written on it.
"The bathroom, but we can't go in, it's the girls' bathroom."
"It's okay, no one goes there." Hermione laughed. "That's Moaning Myrtle's place."
"This name..." Aaron frowned, "Ghost?"
"This ghost may be a bit irritable and particularly vulnerable." Harry said with a bitter face, "We just said a few innocuous words at the death anniversary banquet, which made her unhappy.
Then she had a big fight, but seemed to be scared away by Peeves. "
"Compared to Peeves, Moaning Myrtle is pretty good." Hermione said, turning the brass knob and opening the bathroom door. "Come in! Maybe she sees something. "
This bathroom is not ordinary dilapidated, it is a bit far-fetched to describe it as being in disrepair.
Dark, dank and dusty, with peeling cement on the walls and scratches on some of the individual rooms.
Even the mirror in front of the sink was covered with stains and even had a few cracks.
"Tsk! No one has been to this place for decades!"
"Don't say that, at least there is a ghost living here." Hermione gave Aaron a white look, and then looked at one of the private rooms, "Myrtle, are you there?"
A female ghost with eyes and twin ponytails emerged from the back of the single room. Her wizard robe had the Ravenclaw school emblem on it.
"This is the girls' bathroom." Myrtle glanced briefly at the three people behind Hermione, "They are not girls."
"Of course not girls, I just brought them here to have a look." Hermione smiled forcedly, "It's so beautiful here."
"You have somewhat misunderstood the word beautiful." Aaron said with twitching corners of his mouth, "Beggars have to find a clean place these days, but here... it's hard to describe!"
Hermione gave Aaron a meaningful look: Moaning Myrtle is a bit sentimental, don't irritate her.
Myrtle flew up to Aaron, and just as she was about to glare at him, she saw Aaron's face clearly, and immediately held back when she wanted to curse.
"Hello, what's your name?" Myrtle slowly landed on the ground, slightly touching her two index fingers, and said shyly, "My name is Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, if you don't mind We can get to know each other."
Rumble!
Suddenly, a muffled thunder rang in Aaron's heart, and a thunderbolt came from the blue sky, and he was dumbfounded.
Grass Nima!It turns out that being handsome is really a sin.
He doesn't mind having a ghost friend, but the relationship must never go beyond a normal friendship, and Myrtle is not on his aesthetic line at all.
But before he could refuse, a figure stood in front of him, and Hermione looked at Myrtle angrily, "Aaron is not a ghost."
"I just want to get to know him, nothing else."
Harry and Ron laughed unkindly. The laughter was very soft, but it was particularly harsh in this bathroom.
"Is it funny?" Aaron asked sullenly.
"No, absolutely not." Ron waved his hand immediately, "We are just purely envious."
"That's right, you are too powerful, even a female ghost like Myrtle..."
In the middle of Harry's words, his voice stopped abruptly, as Myrtle flew right in front of him, almost touching his face.
"Say it, keep talking, how about the female ghost?"
Harry took a few steps back, an awkward but polite smile on his face.
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Myrtle flew into the air and gave Harry and Ron a hard look, "You must be mocking me, right?
Although I am dead, I also have feelings. "
"No." Harry said immediately, "We, we just wanted to ask you some questions."
"It's a joke, you guys just want to make me sad.
Also, who would sympathize with an ugly, poor, moping Myrtle? "
"Um..." Hermione said, "We really just wanted to ask if you've seen anything interesting lately?"
"What do you mean?"
"Halloween," said Ron, "a cat was attacked outside the gate, did you see who it was?"
Myrtle looked at the ceiling, as if I didn't want to say anything, but her eyes glanced at Aaron from time to time.
Seeing this, Harry and the others understood something, and looked at Aaron hesitantly.
Seeing what Myrtle meant, she would only answer questions if someone else asked her.
"Hehe!" Aaron sneered, "Goodbye."
"Don't!" Ron grabbed him and said with a nervous smile, "Why don't you sacrifice this time?"
"Abe." Aaron shouted impatiently. The Holy Dragon who had been squatting next to him quickly ran to Aaron and roared at Ron, showing his claws and teeth.
A cute pet becomes a war pet, so I ask you if you are afraid?
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand." Ron let go immediately, he didn't want to be slapped by Abe, "I'm also thinking about the overall situation, and you don't want to be wronged either!"
Aaron rolled his eyes in disgust, then looked at Myrtle and asked, "Did you see anything that night?
I only ask this once, no matter how you answer, I will leave here after I finish. "
Hearing this, Myrtle sobbed, "Actually, I didn't pay attention to anything that day.
Peeves frightened me, and I felt like I was going to kill myself somewhere, only to realize I was dead when I came back. "
Aaron nodded, without saying a word, he led Abe to the door.
"Is he angry?"
The three looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
They don't know whether Aaron is angry or not, but if a ghost sees him, anyone will run away!
Seeing that the three were silent and not speaking, Myrtle let out a sob of grief thoughtfully, and dived headfirst into a water tank, splashing a large amount of water.
First, the identity of the monster?
It may be some kind of magical animal with an extremely long lifespan and a very powerful petrification ability, which is inextricably related to Harry Potter.
Second, who is the heir of Slytherin?
It could be the first-year freshman, or it could be the guy who got kicked out of school 50 years ago.
Second, where is the location of the Chamber of Secrets?
It is not yet known, but considering the water damage at the scene of the crime, it may be near a water source.
After a while, Aaron closed the notebook and wiped all the clues on the blackboard.
"These are the only things that can be sorted out so far, and there may be missing places that have not been found." Aaron muttered to himself, and then walked out of the classroom.
He planned to go to the scene of the crime to have a look. Although Filch might have cleaned it up, there might still be some clues left.
When he came to the corridor, Aaron couldn't help but rolled his eyes, feeling extremely speechless in his heart.
"I have to admit, the three of you are really... amazing!"
"Aaron, what are you doing here?" Harry asked suspiciously, the suspicion flickering in his eyes.
"What are you doing here again?" Aaron asked back.
"Look for clues." Hermione replied, "Many people in the school now regard Harry as the heir to the Chamber of Secrets, and we don't want him to suffer innocent injustice."
"It's not just Harry." Ron hesitated for a while, "And you, I found some Gryffindors suspecting you as the heir to the Chamber of Secrets when I was having breakfast today."
Aaron: …
"What does it matter to me? I was wronged."
"But you were here that night, weren't you?" Hermione gave him a more heart-wrenching reason, "But there are far fewer people who doubt you than Harry, which is a blessing among misfortunes."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched, and his heart kept sinking.
It was only for system tasks before, but now I have to add another one to prove my innocence.
Feeling the inexplicable decline in Aaron, Hermione asked with some concern: "Are you okay! These are just rumors.
"It's okay." Aaron waved his hand, "I'm not that vulnerable, I just feel a little aggrieved.
You came first, any clues? "
"We..." As soon as Hermione was about to speak, Harry and Ron turned their faces away together, one frowned slightly, the other shook their heads slightly, but the meaning was the same: don't tell him yet.
"We haven't found anything yet."
"Is that so?" Aaron didn't doubt much, but looked around, and finally put his gaze on the window, "I seem to have a clue, look over there."
The hearts of the three jumped, and they naturally knew what Aaron was talking about.
They discovered just now that dozens of spiders were crawling panickedly on the window.
They got out one by one from the gaps in the windows, and crawled down while hanging by spider silk, as if they wanted to escape from here.
"Fear, they are afraid." Aaron said to himself, feeling the need to add a bit to the identity of the monster, it may be the natural enemy of spiders.
"You mean the spiders are afraid of the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione asked.
"I didn't say that, it was just a guess." Aaron smiled mischievously, looking at the clean ground, "It seems that our administrator has mopped the floor clean."
"How did the water come from?" Harry felt that he had grasped the point. There wouldn't be people mopping the floor outside at the Halloween party, right?
Even if there is, it should be to take a bucket instead of pouring so much water on the ground.
"It should be that." Ron pointed to a door parallel to the corridor, with the word 'fault' written on it.
"The bathroom, but we can't go in, it's the girls' bathroom."
"It's okay, no one goes there." Hermione laughed. "That's Moaning Myrtle's place."
"This name..." Aaron frowned, "Ghost?"
"This ghost may be a bit irritable and particularly vulnerable." Harry said with a bitter face, "We just said a few innocuous words at the death anniversary banquet, which made her unhappy.
Then she had a big fight, but seemed to be scared away by Peeves. "
"Compared to Peeves, Moaning Myrtle is pretty good." Hermione said, turning the brass knob and opening the bathroom door. "Come in! Maybe she sees something. "
This bathroom is not ordinary dilapidated, it is a bit far-fetched to describe it as being in disrepair.
Dark, dank and dusty, with peeling cement on the walls and scratches on some of the individual rooms.
Even the mirror in front of the sink was covered with stains and even had a few cracks.
"Tsk! No one has been to this place for decades!"
"Don't say that, at least there is a ghost living here." Hermione gave Aaron a white look, and then looked at one of the private rooms, "Myrtle, are you there?"
A female ghost with eyes and twin ponytails emerged from the back of the single room. Her wizard robe had the Ravenclaw school emblem on it.
"This is the girls' bathroom." Myrtle glanced briefly at the three people behind Hermione, "They are not girls."
"Of course not girls, I just brought them here to have a look." Hermione smiled forcedly, "It's so beautiful here."
"You have somewhat misunderstood the word beautiful." Aaron said with twitching corners of his mouth, "Beggars have to find a clean place these days, but here... it's hard to describe!"
Hermione gave Aaron a meaningful look: Moaning Myrtle is a bit sentimental, don't irritate her.
Myrtle flew up to Aaron, and just as she was about to glare at him, she saw Aaron's face clearly, and immediately held back when she wanted to curse.
"Hello, what's your name?" Myrtle slowly landed on the ground, slightly touching her two index fingers, and said shyly, "My name is Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, if you don't mind We can get to know each other."
Rumble!
Suddenly, a muffled thunder rang in Aaron's heart, and a thunderbolt came from the blue sky, and he was dumbfounded.
Grass Nima!It turns out that being handsome is really a sin.
He doesn't mind having a ghost friend, but the relationship must never go beyond a normal friendship, and Myrtle is not on his aesthetic line at all.
But before he could refuse, a figure stood in front of him, and Hermione looked at Myrtle angrily, "Aaron is not a ghost."
"I just want to get to know him, nothing else."
Harry and Ron laughed unkindly. The laughter was very soft, but it was particularly harsh in this bathroom.
"Is it funny?" Aaron asked sullenly.
"No, absolutely not." Ron waved his hand immediately, "We are just purely envious."
"That's right, you are too powerful, even a female ghost like Myrtle..."
In the middle of Harry's words, his voice stopped abruptly, as Myrtle flew right in front of him, almost touching his face.
"Say it, keep talking, how about the female ghost?"
Harry took a few steps back, an awkward but polite smile on his face.
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Myrtle flew into the air and gave Harry and Ron a hard look, "You must be mocking me, right?
Although I am dead, I also have feelings. "
"No." Harry said immediately, "We, we just wanted to ask you some questions."
"It's a joke, you guys just want to make me sad.
Also, who would sympathize with an ugly, poor, moping Myrtle? "
"Um..." Hermione said, "We really just wanted to ask if you've seen anything interesting lately?"
"What do you mean?"
"Halloween," said Ron, "a cat was attacked outside the gate, did you see who it was?"
Myrtle looked at the ceiling, as if I didn't want to say anything, but her eyes glanced at Aaron from time to time.
Seeing this, Harry and the others understood something, and looked at Aaron hesitantly.
Seeing what Myrtle meant, she would only answer questions if someone else asked her.
"Hehe!" Aaron sneered, "Goodbye."
"Don't!" Ron grabbed him and said with a nervous smile, "Why don't you sacrifice this time?"
"Abe." Aaron shouted impatiently. The Holy Dragon who had been squatting next to him quickly ran to Aaron and roared at Ron, showing his claws and teeth.
A cute pet becomes a war pet, so I ask you if you are afraid?
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand." Ron let go immediately, he didn't want to be slapped by Abe, "I'm also thinking about the overall situation, and you don't want to be wronged either!"
Aaron rolled his eyes in disgust, then looked at Myrtle and asked, "Did you see anything that night?
I only ask this once, no matter how you answer, I will leave here after I finish. "
Hearing this, Myrtle sobbed, "Actually, I didn't pay attention to anything that day.
Peeves frightened me, and I felt like I was going to kill myself somewhere, only to realize I was dead when I came back. "
Aaron nodded, without saying a word, he led Abe to the door.
"Is he angry?"
The three looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
They don't know whether Aaron is angry or not, but if a ghost sees him, anyone will run away!
Seeing that the three were silent and not speaking, Myrtle let out a sob of grief thoughtfully, and dived headfirst into a water tank, splashing a large amount of water.
