Chapter 107: Petrified Again, Staring at Each Other

While Aiden was busy with his promotion back home, the danger in the school did not stop.

One day, Harry couldn't stand his classmates' looks and walked out of the library, where he met Hagrid who was dealing with a dead chicken.

"Hagrid, what are you doing here?" Harry asked confused.

Hagrid showed Harry the chicken in his hand and said, "Dealing with these, this is the fifth one that's been killed this term."

"Someone is clearing out these chickens. We have seen the monster in the secret room. It is a basilisk. Perhaps we can catch the heir by setting a trap in the chicken coop."

A brilliant idea flashed through Harry's mind.

"Well, that's a good idea, but it's too late. This batch in the school has been killed." Hagrid shrugged helplessly.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Bye Hagrid."

Harry said goodbye to Hagrid and returned to the dormitory alone.

But unfortunately, he found Justin and Sir Nick petrified in the corner of the corridor.

Harry hurried forward to check what was going on, but just then Filch came out from behind him.

"I've caught you. This time I'm going to keep you from staying in school, Potter. Remember my words." Filch turned around and left immediately.

Then he called Professor McGonagall.

"Professor, I swear I didn't do this." Harry's eyes were full of grievance.

“This is no longer something I can handle.”

Professor McGonagall shook her head, pulled out her wand and conjured up a fan.

"Ernie, you fan Nick up to the attic, and Filch, you take Justin to the hospital wing."

After that, Professor McGonagall took Harry to find Dumbledore.

In the headmaster's office, all the headmasters were taking a break. Harry picked up the Sorting Hat and put it on again.

"Ahaha, Harry Potter." The hat's hoarse voice sounded in Harry's mind.

"Hat, perhaps you didn't put me in the right house?" Harry inquired.

"Yes, you are a particularly difficult type, but I still firmly believe that you will achieve something special if you are in Slytherin." After saying this, the hat fell silent.

Then, Harry came to the Phoenix and witnessed the whole process of the Phoenix's Nirvana.

"Harry?" Dumbledore appeared on the second floor.

"Professor, your bird, I can't help him." Harry was a little anxious.

"Oh don't worry, that's Fawkes he's a phoenix, he's been looking terrible lately but don't worry about him."

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, Fawkes crawled out of the ashes to protest against Dumbledore's choice of words.

"Professor Dumbledore, I can testify for Harry, he didn't hurt anyone." Anxious Hagrid rushed into the headmaster's office.

"Oh, don't worry Hagrid, no one said Harry hurt anyone," Dumbledore comforted.

"Oh, yes, um, I..." Hagrid was a little at a loss.

"I'll go out and wait for you guys."

After Hagrid left, Dumbledore looked at Harry, his blue pupils looking straight into his heart through his half-moon eyes.

Harry always felt that he had seen such a sharp gaze somewhere before, and suddenly a pair of heterochromatic eyes flashed in his mind.

Harry, who had come to his senses, no longer felt Dumbledore's gaze was piercing.

Dumbledore's blue eyes seemed to meet the heterochromatic pair for a moment, and then the heterochromatic pair looked away awkwardly.

"Well, is there anything else you want to tell me, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"That's all, Professor." Harry left the office.

In the office, Dumbledore sat down at his desk.

"That kid is getting better and better," he exclaimed.

"Who, Harry Potter, didn't you see?" Principal Black spoke first

"Is that Aiden Prewett?" Principal Dippet asked. "I think he's a nice kid."

Black retorted: "Everyone is good in your opinion. Wasn't Tom Riddle your favorite student back then?"

Principal Black was full of hatred as soon as he opened his mouth. Dippet rushed up to beat him, and the other principals followed suit.

"I don't know how that child did it, he seemed to have put a lock on Harry's mind." Dumbledore recalled what he had just seen.

"Albus, believe in young people more. The future belongs to them." Headmaster Delys Devonte advised.

Then, the principal's office fell silent again.

The next day, Harry was watching the snow in the Hogwarts courtyard when the twins passed by him and shouted,

"Look, that's the Heir of Slytherin."

"Be careful, he is a very evil wizard."

"Go away, George, Fred." Ron stepped forward to drive his two brothers away.

"Don't take it personally. We know you're not."

Hermione looked at Harry worriedly.

"Perhaps you will feel better in a few days. The transformation potion is almost ready. We will soon know the culprit from Malfoy."

"Perhaps the criminal this time is our reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor again."

Ron winked at Harry, trying to comfort him.

"That's impossible, he's a Ravenclaw." With the comfort of his partner, Harry forced a smile.

The Christmas holidays were over quickly and Aiden returned to Hogwarts.

"Wow, Aiden, you seem to be even more charming after not seeing you for a summer?" Arthursie gave a heartfelt compliment.

“That’s not a good word for me.”

Aiden looked helplessly at Arthuri, whose face was full of teasing.

"Rada and I have completed the promotion." Aiden said calmly.

"What? Why so fast?" There was a sly flash in Arthuri's eyes.

"Perhaps it's because it's not human in nature, that's why it's so fast." The system helped Arthursi to express the hidden meaning.

"Because it's an acting job. How long will it take you?" Aiden didn't give Arthuri a chance to continue the topic.

"Until February next year at the latest. Slytherin is really amazing, since I can analyze their thoughts from their actions and expressions."

Arthursi opened her arms and made an exaggerated gesture.

"The entire Slytherin family has gone astray. Most of them are only concerned with business and calculation, and have forgotten about honor, judging the situation, and protecting themselves."

"Aren't there some desirable talents?" Aiden asked.

"Yes, but most of them are not suitable to be recruited into our organization." Arthuri crossed her hands and made a veto gesture.

"Okay, you can handle the selection issue. I have something to tell you. I need you to pay attention to whether there are any very fanatical students in the school."

Aiden pushed his monocle up and pulled out a similar one from his pocket and handed it to Arthur.

"Fanatical, like us?"

Arthur took the glasses and put them on.

"Well, no, it's the kind of person who worships a certain god crazily and often recommends his or her god to others." Aiden completed the information of the person who needed attention.

"Okay then. I'll collect information from those people later, and also find out what this thing is used for."

Arthursie pointed to the monocle in her eye socket.

"Oh, this will be used as a token of the organization from now on. It also has communication and recording functions. Let me demonstrate it to you."

Aiden's fingers gently slid across the frame, typed in the message he wanted to send, selected Arthursi, and sent the message.

And small words began to appear on Arthursie's glasses.

"Cool." Then Arthuri also followed Aiden's example and sent him a message.

"This thing is great. If I sell it, I can make a lot of Galleons." Arthuri's eyes instantly turned into the shape of Galleons.

Without paying any further attention to the money-loving young lady's fantasy, Aiden turned and left.