Chapter 86 Exclusion

[Thanks to the gift from "The Captive of Gourmet", the author will add another one?(?^o^?)?]

As this thrilling scene happened, the video spread across the Internet at an alarming speed, like wildfire. In the blink of an eye, the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry learned a shocking news: Harry Potter actually has the ability to communicate with snakes - Parseltongue!

At this moment, Harry Potter was still at a loss, and had no idea what was happening. When he returned to the Gryffindor common room, Hermione Granger explained to him the special meaning of Parseltongue and the negative effects it contained. She told Harry solemnly that this rare talent was often accompanied by an ominous sign, and told Harry that he was very likely the heir to the mysterious Chamber of Secrets!

Hearing this, Harry Potter suddenly fell into extreme helplessness. Facing the deliberate alienation and rejection of his classmates, as well as the doubts and suspicions of his closest friends, he had never felt such a strong sense of loneliness. Tormented in his heart, Harry Potter silently rode on his beloved flying broom, streaked across the sky like a meteor, and finally landed on the cliff outside Hogwarts Castle. He also saw all the content on the Internet!

Standing on the edge of a towering cliff, Harry Potter looked at the sparkling Black Lake in the distance, his eyes passed through the lake, and stared at the magnificent Hogwarts Castle for a long time. This place that once made him feel warm and regarded as his home, now because of a sudden change, everyone has a deep misunderstanding of him. Endless pain surged into his heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Are you looking at the scenery, Harry?" A voice suddenly came, breaking the silence around him. Harry Potter turned his head sharply and saw Rowling standing behind him. His eyes were full of surprise and confusion, as if he couldn't believe that he would meet her here.

"Rowling... why are you here too?" Harry Potter's voice was filled with a hint of sorrow, as if he was hiding endless pain in his heart. He stared closely at the crystal ball in Rowling's hand!

Rowling smiled, raised the crystal ball in his hand, and gently shook it in front of Harry Potter. "Of course, through this, as long as there are other crystal balls, I can make it resonate, and I can easily locate the opponent's position. Moreover, I saw someone transmit the video of the duel just now to the Internet through the crystal ball. I immediately rushed to find you."

Hearing this, Harry Potter's eyes gradually became moist. He lowered his head and murmured to himself in a trembling voice: "I don't understand... why everyone refuses to believe me? I haven't done anything wrong!" Tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the cold ground.

Rowling took a step forward, reached out his hand and gently patted Harry Potter on the shoulder, and gently comforted him: "Don't be sad, Harry. I believe in you. The real heir to the Chamber of Secrets will never be you. Those rumors and misunderstandings are only temporary. One day the truth will come to light."

Harry Potter slowly raised his head, a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes. He looked at Rowling and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Really? Do you really believe me?"

"certainly"!

In the quiet and bookish library, Harry was sitting at an old wooden table, concentrating on completing the heavy homework carefully assigned by the professors. However, although he was fully focused on the task at hand, he always had an indescribable sense of uneasiness lingering in his heart. It seemed that countless pairs of eyes were secretly watching him. Every time he raised his head inadvertently, he would catch the strange looks from the little wizards around him.

At the same time, a low whispered voice poured into Harry's ears like a tide: "I'm sure he must be the heir of Slytherin! You see, he is a guy who can speak Parseltongue! Everyone knows that this is a characteristic of dark wizards! Who has ever heard of ordinary wizards being able to communicate with snakes?..." These unfounded speculations and accusations were like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing Harry's heart.

Harry tried to ignore the gossip and focus on his homework, but his inner irritability became stronger and stronger. Finally, he could no longer bear this depressing atmosphere, stood up suddenly, packed up his books in a hurry, and left this suffocating place.

As Harry walked down the empty corridor with heavy steps, a strange voice broke the silence again. The voice seemed to come from the depths of the distance, looming but clearly audible: "Blood... I need blood..." Harry couldn't help but stop and listen carefully. Following the guidance of the voice, he walked forward involuntarily.

Turning a corner, Harry was stunned by the sight - a group of spiders were running around in panic! Even more horrifying was the fact that a little wizard who had been completely petrified was lying on the ground, and there was a petrified ghost floating quietly in the air, like a weird work of art.

At this moment, a familiar and harsh voice suddenly sounded from behind Harry: "I have caught you this time! Potter, this time I will make sure you can't stay here!" Harry was shocked and turned around slowly, only to see Filch's distorted and hideous face appear in front of him, with a look of revenge in his eyes.

"No, Filch, you misunderstood. I really just happened to pass by here!" Harry's face flushed red, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He stammered while unconsciously stepping back, with obvious panic in his eyes.

However, Filch did not give Harry any chance to explain. His sharp eyes stared at Harry, as if he wanted to see through his appearance to the secrets hidden deep in his heart. Then, Filch rushed to the direction of Professor McGonagall at an astonishing speed and brought Professor McGonagall over!

Professor McGonagall came in a hurry. She looked at Harry seriously, with a look of scrutiny and suspicion. Facing Professor McGonagall's sharp gaze, Harry couldn't help but feel guilty, but he still said calmly: "Professor, please believe me, I definitely didn't do this! I swear to God!" His voice was slightly trembling, and it was obvious that he was very nervous.

Professor McGonagall frowned slightly and said in a firm tone: "Harry, I'm afraid the situation this time is beyond my ability. I think you need to go to Headmaster Dumbledore in person and explain everything to him." After that, she took Harry and turned to walk towards Headmaster Dumbledore's office!

After Harry Potter left the library, Rowling followed him quietly. Seeing Harry explaining to others in such a panic, Rowling shook his head helplessly. In his opinion, Harry's behavior was simply a cover-up, and people could see at a glance that there must be something fishy. However, since Harry was about to meet with Headmaster Dumbledore, Rowling could not continue to follow him. So he quietly returned to his dormitory.