Conquest knights from Hogwarts
Chapter 154 The Felicity Elixir Hasn't Expired This Time!
Chapter 154 The Felicity Elixir Hasn't Expired This Time!
Although the accident after the Halloween dinner shocked the students at the time, with the promise of Christmas gifts, the expectation of the Quidditch game and the comfort of the professors, the little wizards quickly returned to their previous state .
After all, Filch didn't die, he was just petrified, and Filch's popularity among the students was extremely poor. Except for a few model students, almost all the students were troubled by Filch, and it was hard to say that they hated him. , but it has absolutely nothing to do with liking.
In Hogwarts, the only one who will accompany Filch is Mrs. Norris. This big, skinny cat is like his lover who stays by his bedside all day long. I have to say, Mixed up like this, Filch's life is indeed quite sad.
Although the little wizards were all forgetful, there was only one thing that they still kept in their hearts. They clearly remembered the words that glowed in the dark: the chamber of secrets was opened, and the dirty blood would become a sacrifice.
This evil sentence was full of malice, and when the news that Filch was a Squib was spread more and more, the little wizards who completely understood the meaning of this sentence began to get busy, especially those of Muggle origin. , or even a little wizard of mixed blood.
They borrowed all the "Hogwarts: A School History" in the library, trying to find some clues from them.
"But not in the book at all, Harry."
Hermione, who was learning how to weave a scarf, saw the book in Harry's hand, and then said to him: "I memorized this book when I was in the first grade, and it only mentioned the news of Professor Armando's resignation." , the content about the secret room did not appear at all.”
"After all, it's just a piece of school history?"
Harry put down the book helplessly. Before taking the Felicia, Harry tried to struggle a bit, but he couldn't force his way into the unmanned women's bathroom and ask Myrtle, right?
It's one thing to ask or not to ask. If you force your way into the women's bathroom and get seen, it will be a lot of fun.
"It seems that I can only rely on foreign objects."
As he spoke, Harry took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, which contained a little golden liquid.
"I think, an hour, an hour is enough, it won't delay tomorrow's game, but even if I don't sleep well in the Slytherin game, it doesn't seem to matter if I catch the Snitch later."
Harry muttered to himself, then unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and drank the golden potion in it with a straight head.
"Wow!"
Trembling suddenly, Harry felt refreshed both physically and mentally. This strange feeling made him bid farewell to Hermione, and then he pushed open the door of the lounge and walked forward in the quiet and deserted castle.
Without Filch, and without Mrs. Norris, the night tour of the castle is especially relaxing these days. After all, there is no need to be wary of someone who might be staring at you secretly somewhere, and then intends to catch you and hang you up some people.
It felt really good.
It was no wonder that many young wizards wished that Filch would be petrified all the time, but without Filch, the exciting night tour always lacked some flavor.
Harry, who was wandering around the castle almost with his eyes closed, followed his intuition to a place he was very familiar with, but had never really entered.
Located on the third floor of the castle, there is actually a 'teacher's office' here, but it is not without reason that Dumbledore did not choose this place but went to Lockhart's office that night.
After all, it's quite hell here.
At least there is still no dust in the office where no one has come in for decades, and the furnishings have not been touched for decades, and the elves will clean here as usual, even if these things will never be seen again. Their masters make another move.
“Tuk Tuk Tuk~”
A knock on the door that he hadn't heard for a very, very long time made a professor who was sitting quietly on a chair get up suspiciously. He was wearing pajamas and a nightcap, and looked at the closed door that hadn't been opened for an unknown period of time.
After all, he doesn't need to open the door to get in and out, and he can't do it. As the only ghost professor in Hogwarts, Professor Binns is always slightly different from others.
Even though he doesn't need to sleep, it has become his habit. Although he knows that he is a ghost, even though he knows that he is dead, he still retains the habits he developed when he was alive, such as going to class on time every day. He is a well-behaved person, no matter in life or after death.
"It's already...it's time to go to bed, isn't it?"
Professor Binns looked at the antique clocks hanging on the wall with some doubts. They are still not broken under the maintenance of the elves, and they are still turning the hands. It is already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it is early Time to turn off the lights.
'Who is the one? 'He thought suspiciously, but he couldn't open the door for anyone, so he could only say:
"Please come in, but the door has not been opened for a long time, please be careful."
The knock on the door was interrupted, and then the brass doorknob was turned. Although the door hadn't been opened for a long time, the well-maintained door lock and hinges showed no traces of rust, only slightly when pushed open. A little dry, not as smooth and moist as before.
"It's you, kid." Professor Binns thought for a while, and then called out a name: "James."
"I'm Harry, and it's my father you're talking about, Professor."
Slightly stunned, Harry whispered after closing the door, which made Professor Binns nod in a sudden realization.
"You do look a lot like your father." Professor Binns stared into Harry's eyes, "but your eyes are exactly like Lily's."
"Thanks, a lot of people have told me that."
"Of course, because your mother is very good." Professor Binns showed a look of nostalgia, "At that time, there was no professor who didn't like her, and your mother was the best student at Hogwarts at that time. One, very good."
"Your father is a troublemaker, but he is also very smart. I still remember that he once asked me about the history of the slaughter of goblins in 386 years. It almost stumped me, but fortunately, I remember all of these."
"But it's time to rest and sleep, boy."
"I don't know if you have anything to ask me? It should be very important, right, but night travel is not a good habit."
"Sit down. Although the chairs have not been used for a long time, they are all cleaned very clean."
Professor Binns pointed to the armchair in front of his desk, and he sat down gently.
"Thank you, Professor." Harry sat down obediently. The ghost professor who always makes people drowsy in class on weekdays is completely beyond Harry's expectations, although he still speaks slowly. The appearance, but there is no strange feeling of drowsiness.
It must have been a long time since anyone had knocked on the door, and he was indeed quite happy for Harry's arrival.
"You know, on the night of Halloween, Mr. Filch was attacked maliciously in a premeditated manner. Before the attack, I heard some very evil voices. Ron and I followed the voices and kept searching. But in the end it was too late, Filch was attacked before we even got there."
"It was a terrible accident, indeed." Professor Binns nodded, and then continued to listen to Harry's story.
"After sending Filch to the school infirmary, Professor Dumbledore told us that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened. 50 years ago, a student died because of this, and the then headmaster, Professor Armando, also took the blame and resigned. , but Professor Armando returned to Hogwarts after that, in order to prevent the Chamber of Secrets from being opened and new deaths appeared, and used his own life to keep murder away from Hogwarts."
Harry waited quietly. Professor Binns, who was no longer depressed, was lost in thought. He seemed to be remembering and thinking about something.
After about a cup of tea, Professor Binns' eyes moved slightly, he pulled himself away from memories and thinking, and he nodded slowly to Harry.
"It is true, but Dumbledore is too reckless, this should not be something to tell you, children, you are too young."
"It might be dangerous."
"But some things have to be done, right? The Chamber of Secrets is a time bomb, but we don't know how long it will be until he explodes next time."
There was another silence, and just when Harry thought Professor Binns was about to fall asleep, the professor spoke.
"The Chamber of Secrets. It has indeed been opened, but no one really knows what it is, where it is, and what is inside.
Even 50 years ago, there was only one sentence written on the wall that unilaterally told everyone that the secret room existed, it was opened, and the heir had come.
But this is imprecise. Things that have not been verified are not history, they can only be called legends. I generally don’t believe in these things. Although legends have a certain factual basis, most of them deviate from them As it was originally, you can only listen to stories. For example, there are two versions of the legendary King Arthur, one is a man and the other is a woman. Who can tell?We just have to listen and listen."
Professor Binns cleared his throat softly, and made a sound like chalk breaking.
"Then you should know that Hogwarts school was founded more than 1000 years ago - the exact date can no longer be determined, it was not a stable era, and we have lost a lot of memories of that era.
Hogwarts was founded by four of the greatest wizards and wizards of the time, and the four colleges are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Raven Crowe and Salazar Slytherin.
The castle was formerly the family castle of Salazar Slytherin. He contributed it here, and then it was transformed by the four of them together, in order to give the wizards at that time a breathing time and stay away from the prying eyes of Muggles. , and stay away from some malicious eyes.
Although they are both human beings, because Muggles were afraid of magic, wizards at that time were extremely vulnerable to persecution. After all, at extremely close range, the spell may not be released immediately. Living in that unfriendly world, ignorant Muggles always occupy the majority, so that wizards at that time and earlier would need to use other identities to hide their existence, such as: knights.
It is said that Godric Gryffindor is an extremely outstanding master of swordsmanship, which makes him highly respected in the Muggle world. "
Professor Binns paused again, as if he realized that what he said was off topic, he smiled apologetically.
"In the first period of time, several founders worked harmoniously together, looking around for young people who showed magical talents, and brought them here to train them well, but gradually, differences appeared among them , although they are good friends, they are both geniuses with their own pride and persistence.
Differences gradually emerged between Slytherin and the others, and he was the most critical and strict of the four.
He believes that magical education should be limited to purely magical families. He is unwilling to accept Muggle-born children and thinks they are unreliable. This may have something to do with his own experience, but the other three don't think so. After the talent of Muggles, the world of Muggles can no longer accommodate those children. If wizards are not willing to accept them, it will be terrible. Without training and education, the magic power in their bodies may cause chaos, and then become a terrible The 'monster', silently.
At that time, we could see from time to time that a silent eruption could completely destroy a small town. The Muggles forgot how they persecuted and persecuted these children. damage caused.
Muggles' dislike of wizards is actually more the result of their own evil deeds, but who would admit that?
Magical education must be promoted. If wizards are separated from Muggles, the small number of wizards will probably disappear in the world. In the last days, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a fierce quarrel over this issue. , and then Slytherin left the school and Hogwarts.
Reliable history tells us this, and the rest are legends without research and basis. "
Professor Binns nodded seriously to Harry, hoping that he could remember the difference between the two.
"There are legends about the Chamber of Secrets that even cover up the history that should be remembered by people. According to the records in the story, Slytherin built a secret room in the castle. After all, it used to be his castle. Others The founders knew nothing about it.
According to the legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one else could enter until his true heir came to the school, and that heir would have everything Slytherin left there.
Then change Hogwarts.
But more sayings are: the heir of Slytherin will open the secret room, release the horrible things inside, let it purify the school, and eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic, that is, those who Slytherin believes are not worthy of being trusted . "
"However, these are all legends that have not been verified." Professor Binns saw the tension on Harry's face, and he added: "The school naturally began to investigate this matter, and the professor and the principal also wanted to find out whether there was any There is no secret room, but investigations have been conducted many times, and the wizards and wizards invited are all very good wizards and wizards, but in the end, nothing was found."
"So whether the secret room exists has become a mystery, maybe it's just a legend, but it was used by some people with ulterior motives as a scapegoat and shield to cover up their crimes, an heir appeared 50 years ago, and now the one who opened the secret room should also be the heir.
The heir of Slytherin didn't show up early or late, but it happened twice in the 50 years, which is strange. Hogwarts has a history of more than 1000 years, why didn't it ever appear? "
"I don't think the Chamber of Secrets exists. After all, nothing in it can withstand scrutiny. Jack who wrote this story knows nothing about Hogwarts."
"All right."
Professor Binns pointed to the grandfather clock on the wall. The pointer was almost pointing to one o'clock in the morning, and his story had been told for about half an hour.
"That's the end of the story, it's time to rest Harry."
Harry got up obediently, but before heading for the door, he asked Professor Binns one last question.
"Then Professor, when the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago, the student who was killed was Myrtle, so who did they think killed her then?"
"The Ministry of Magic found a scapegoat. 50 years ago, Rubeus Hagrid illegally raised an acromantula in school. Everyone believed that he killed the poor child, but Dumbledore didn't believe it. , but what can I do about it?"
"People always like to blame other people for their mistakes, whether Muggles or wizards."
The expression on Professor Binns' face was urging Harry to leave quickly. After getting all the news he wanted, Harry nodded his thanks, and then returned to the empty corridor of the castle.
Thinking about the news that Professor Binns told him, these past events buried in the history books, or even not recorded in the history books, filled his mind full.
He was a little unbelievable, and even thought with a sense of unease and anger: How can you blame an innocent person for the mistake?
Hagrid is their friend. Harry, who is familiar with Hagrid, knows that Hagrid is definitely not the kind of person who would murder his classmates. Although he looks fierce and does things rough, Hagrid is a good person with a clear distinction between good and evil , He has his own principles and bottom line, he will not do such a thing.
Harry didn't know much about Myrtle, but he had asked Nick once. The place where Myrtle died was in the girls' bathroom on the first floor. Hagrid was so big that it was difficult to hide it from others. At that time, the girls' bathroom on the first floor was not a place where no one went. Which normal man would go to the toilet?
What's more, according to Hagrid's aesthetics, the vast majority of human witches actually have nothing to do with beauty in his eyes!
A beautiful big sister like Celtina, Hagrid, can be completely ignored, let alone Myrtle, who is not very good.
Because of the Felicia, Harry didn't even think he'd run into anyone he shouldn't have while wandering around like this.
Professor McGonagall likes to go to bed early and get up early, and she basically doesn't have the habit of patrolling at night (mainly because it's too easy to catch the brats in her own college, and she's tired).
Professor Flitwick prefers to test new spells in his office. With elf blood, he has a natural advantage in innovation that ordinary wizards do not have. He can use the magic of elves and wizards. The fusion spell is his The most famous achievement is still assiduously exploring the mystery.
And Professor Sprout of the Buddhist Department is so focused on herbal medicine that unless someone plans to go to the herbal garden for a night tour, they won't see her at all.
As for Professor Snape. He wouldn't mind taking Harry for a late-night snack.
Allowing his legs to lead his body around, the effect of the Felicia could last at least half an hour. Just when Harry followed his intuition and walked blindly to the castle foyer, a huge figure suddenly appeared from a corner. Appeared from somewhere, Harry, who didn't brake in time, collided with that huge figure, and then fell to the ground.
"Harry?"
Hagrid, who was blushing with excitement, said in surprise, "Why are you still wandering around the castle at this late hour, if you meet Fei, well, he will be petrified."
"Go back to bed quickly Harry, hurry up."
Even though he said that, Hagrid always had a cheerful expression on his face.
"What happy things did you encounter?"
Harry rubbed his ass and stood up. Although he wanted to ask Hagrid about the Chamber of Secrets, his instinct told him that it was best not to say anything.
"Of course! This is a very happy thing!"
Hagrid's voice raised a few pitches, but feeling a bit misguided, he quickly covered his mouth.
"This is not a place to talk about things. Forget it, come and sit in my hut. I will ask Wuwu to take you back to the tower later. You are used to night tours anyway."
Hagrid, who had clearly realized that the three of them were definitely not law-abiding ones, didn't intend to be long-winded after saying a few words. After all, they were very sensible and reassuring children. If they were naughty, they would be naughty. This age should have.
"Who is Wuwu?" Harry, who followed Hagrid out of the castle, asked a little strangely.
"Woo, he's a Thestral, the horse that pulls your carriage, can you see them?" Hagrid asked uncertainly.
"Okay, I saw Quirrell get humanely destroyed by something really outrageous last year."
"Ron did it, right? That little guy is outrageous. Just now he pointed at Fudge's nose. Cough~"
Hagrid looked behind him, and he didn't see any figures, so he was relieved, after all, it's not certain that those people just happened to leave after he left.
It took less than 5 minutes for Harry, who was led away by Hagrid, to reach the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid, who was in a great mood and wanted to get a bucket, put Harry on his shoulders. Able to cover distances requiring a trot to keep up.
"Sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea."
Throwing a handful of wood into the fireplace, and then poking the stove with a small pink umbrella, the fireplace that ignited a raging flame instantly radiated a warming heat wave, and Hogwarts in November was already so cold No, that part of the road just now made Harry very cold.
Hagrid quickly brought a cup of tea to Harry, and then brought out a large wine barrel and put it beside him. He proudly used the cup to scoop up the wine and drank tons of it. He kept making discontinuous A short laugh, probably already bubbling with joy in my heart.
"I was in the principal's office just now. Dumbledore, Ron, Sirius, and Fudge were all there. Fudge also brought two Aurors, but I can't remember their names. They were called De. never mind."
"The Dragon Training Farm can be officially built! Sirius has paid us a large sum of Galleons in advance, about 100 million, but I heard that according to the profitability of your store, it will take about one or two years to fill it up. He has helped a lot with this money!"
"Those materials take time to prepare and transport. After all, they are in charge of the fire dragons. Although they are cute, they are also very fierce. I also know that. Sirius saved us at least half a year, but he said that the Dragon Training Farm It is safer and the construction time is longer, after all, this is a school and there are many children there.”
"Then Fudge came here because of this?" Harry asked Hagrid after taking a sip of hot tea to warm himself up.
"Yes, but not entirely."
Having said this, Hagrid took a sip of wine in a complicated mood. In just a short while, he drank one-third of the wine barrel that could not be held by one person.
"You know, something happened recently, and it's about Filch."
"Ugh"
Hagrid sighed long, with a hint of bitterness in his tone.
"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened again. At least that's what's written on the wall. These things can't be hidden from anyone. The Ministry of Magic knows it. After all, so many students have seen it, so it can't be hidden."
Hagrid belched loudly, then slammed the glass down on the table with a muffled thud.
"I! Not the murderer! Aragog has never killed anyone!"
"Those prejudiced eyes can't see it at all! They! They! They!"
Hagrid, who was a little emotional, almost crushed the handle of the cup, but at any rate, this cup was made by Hagrid out of an unknown number of years old magic tree, and the durability was really good.
"I know it's a false accusation, Hagrid!" Harry stood up and patted Hagrid's big arm on tiptoe, but he couldn't reach Hagrid's shoulder.
"I went to Professor Binns before, and he told me something. It was a false accusation that could not withstand scrutiny. Professor Binns told me that whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, some people always like to put The responsibility rests on someone else."
"You knew already?"
Hagrid blinked, and asked Harry a little puzzled.
"Got it, I was going to ask Professor Binns about the Chamber of Secrets, and he told me quite a lot."
"Okay." Hagrid sighed slightly, "Actually, you shouldn't let these things know, after all, it's too dangerous, and you are still children."
"But Ron isn't much of a kid."
When Hagrid said this, he laughed cheerfully again.
"Fudge came here thinking that this accident is still related to me. After all, I have a criminal record, right?"
"He said he received a bombardment of letters, saying that the parents were making trouble at the Ministry of Magic. I think this is nonsense. Why didn't you see an owl send a letter to the school?"
"I can even guess where the news came from. It must be some Slytherin students. I'm not biased, but Slytherin students. Their families have too close a relationship with the Ministry of Magic. At least Two-thirds of the students have family members, at least relatives, who work for the Ministry."
Hagrid shook his head in distress, and he said with a trace of anger: "Framing people without evidence is the dirtiest thing!"
"Fudge is going to take me away, say at least put on a show, he wants to appease the parents or something"
"Then I watched Ron pointing at his nose and scolding him for a full 10 minutes. That Auror named Dor was going to do something to Ron, but he pushed him to the ground and beat him so violently that half of his teeth fell out. , I’ve never seen such a relief.”
"But he was really impulsive."
"But Fudge can't do anything about him. After hearing Ron say: Since you suspect Hagrid as a murderer for no reason, and there is no solid evidence to prove it, then I now suspect you of taking bribes, molesting female employees and abusing your power. Are you Shouldn't he have broken his wand and gone to Azkaban for a few months!"
"After saying this, Ron took out a blank Wizengamot trial book, which was stamped with the special seal of Sir Merlin, and had the special right to directly convict without trial. The Wizengamot was originally The highest wizarding tribunal established by Merlin, Sir Merlin retains one vote of ruling, just like Dumbledore, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, has one vote of veto, but it has never been used, I don’t know Don't know how he got it, but well done, Dumbledore wouldn't have used the veto back then, I suppose."
"He is a professional at bullying others, using power for personal gain, and turning black and white. Anyway, Ron told Fudge that way at the time, and Fudge turned pale in fright. Since then, he has never mentioned this matter again. Our fire dragon training ground is very It was passed quickly, and even the permits were issued immediately after the construction was completed."
Hagrid, who was drinking wine readily, lost his eyesight. The wine is not intoxicating, but it is self-intoxicating. It has been a long time since he has vented his anger like today!
He was only in his teens 50 years ago. A trial that changed his life made him lose his wand and everything. If it weren't for Dumbledore's support, he would probably spend the rest of his life in Azkaban. At that time, Dumbledore was not the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and there was no way to veto this random ruling that had no evidence or basis.
"Then, what happened at the beginning? I mean, the secret room."
"If we can figure out what is in the secret room, we can figure out what happened back then and today."
"Hagrid!" Harry got up, and then said to Hagrid very seriously: "We may be able to have that unfair trial retried, as long as the evidence is presented!"
"Isn't Sirius also framed? But after capturing Peter, he was freed, and he got the honor he deserved."
"You don't want to be sneaking around with that little pink umbrella all the time, do you?"
"You would be innocent if we found evidence!"
"Everything will be different, Hagrid!"
Hagrid, who was drinking tons and tons of alcohol, was stunned for a moment, he didn't even notice that the old whiskey was sprinkled all over his beard, and then it fell on the table.
"the truth."
"evidence."
Hagrid put down the wine glass in his hand blankly. In the past few decades, he has been guarding the Forbidden Forest in the Hogwarts hunting grounds. In fact, Dumbledore has given him great freedom and trust. The little cutie also made him very happy and satisfied.
But to be framed is to be framed, even though Hagrid has gradually forgotten the past that made him despair and made him unwilling to look back.
But facts are facts, why doesn't he want to prove his innocence?
He also wants to pick up a wand, although he is not good at magic, although he is a half-blood wizard and a half-giant
but--
"Truth"
Hagrid's body suddenly trembled.
"Ron told me that too, but I thought that the blank trial book was prepared for me. It's not good for him. After all, if you use this right, there will be an indelible stain on him. He's still young, so that's not okay."
"It was so"
"I understand."
Hagrid nodded vigorously. Although he often failed to turn his mind, he was not really stupid. He really couldn't think clearly about anything.
"Then come with me and go see the 'monster' who was considered the murderer at the time. I don't know what's in the secret room, but you can ask him yourself, maybe he knows more than me."
"I think you should be familiar with it."
Hagrid drank the residual wine in the wine barrel in one gulp, then wiped his mouth. He pulled a piece of extremely soft and comfortable fur and put it on Harry's body. It was freezing outside, so he couldn't just wear a robe , it is much colder in the Forbidden Forest than outside.
Hagrid was carrying a large oil lamp in his hand, the same one he carried when he went to pick up the new students. The light illuminated the darkness in the Forbidden Forest. This time there was no need to stand in a long queue, and Harry didn't need to use the Light Charm either. What's more, it was even more troublesome to move forward in this difficult-to-walk forbidden forest with a wand, and there was no way for Harry to sit on Hagrid's shoulders due to the tree branches everywhere.
Wrapping the fur around his body tightly, Harry followed Hagrid forward with one foot deep and one shallow foot. With the help of the light, Harry keenly noticed that some small things were also advancing deep into the Forbidden Forest.
Those were some little spiders, and they lined up and hurriedly ran to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, which I had never seen before.
Walking along the road without a road for about half an hour, Harry felt that the effect of the Felicity Potion had begun to fade, and the surrounding environment had also begun to change. They seemed to have entered a valley. In the darkness, some The rustling sound made people feel a little uneasy.
Fortunately, Hagrid is here.
They had indeed entered a valley, and the height here was much lower than other places. With the light of the moon that was not too bright tonight, Harry saw the dim outline outlined by the black mist. It is the center of a valley surrounded by a circle of hillsides.
Those rustling sounds became more and more intensive, and there were even strange clicking sounds. It seemed that someone was calling Hagrid's name vaguely. It seemed to be an auditory hallucination, but it was real.
After pushing aside a few thick grasses, a mass of warm fire suddenly appeared on the flat ground ahead, and a seductive aroma came along with it. Along with these, there was a burst of crisp The cracking sound is somewhat similar to the sound made when cracking a crab's shell.
Beside the blazing bonfire, three figures stood beside it.
"Yo! Are you finally here?"
Ron's unmistakable voice came from beside the fire, and he was still holding something as thick as an arm, which was like a wooden stick, and it was charred black.
"The acromantula's legs are roasted. I broke them off now. Come and taste them!"
"Ron? Hermione?" Harry, who opened his mouth wide, immediately let out a huff. No, he opened his mouth wide and looked at him in surprise, "Stink?"
The little unicorn bounced to Harry's side, and then bounced away, the little guy is always so lively.
"Why did you come here all of a sudden?"
"Eat supper."
Ron greeted Harry and the face? ? ?Hagrid sat down, and passed a few roasted acromander legs, which had been sprinkled with Tobit's barbecue spices.
"Hermione said you drank Felicia and ran outside. I glanced at the Marauder's Map after I came back and saw you and Hagrid leaving the castle. Then I'll wait for you here. I'm hungry anyway. Yeah, I haven't eaten the legs of the acromantula for more than half a year, and I'm so hungry."
Speaking of which, Ron got up, and then walked to a huge black shadow.
"Don't come here, don't come here!" The old voice sounded with a clicking sound.
"Hagrid, you take care of this, sir."
"I don't want to eat you. After all, it's a good habit to respect the old and love the young." Ron waved his hand indifferently, and then he grabbed an eighth cow that was about the size of two cows and lay beside Aragog. Acromantula.
The chosen guy even wanted to resist, but after Ron took out his thick, big, black, and hard smoke-manipulating sword and smashed his head, this guy could only be honest. Eight legs were broken by Ron, and he was kicked into the darkness beside him.
There was a crackling sound of chewing, and the acromantula's movements of eating its own people were not slow at all.
"This. I'm sorry, Aragog. Anyway, you have many children. As long as you are free, let him eat well. You will be safe when you get tired of eating."
Hagrid opened his mouth in a muffled voice, and the words made the giant acromantula, which was several laps bigger than an elephant, droop its head. After all, he knew that Hagrid was right.
An inexplicable grief and anger welled up spontaneously, but I recalled the tragic memory of being restrained by the great demon king with a few impediment spells, and then let him choose to kill
Cowardly, I love whatever you want to eat, it’s best to kill you, anyway, the most powerful ability of acromantula is to give birth to children, at least more than 1 acromantulas can be eaten to extinction!
Although the environment here is a bit dark, but with warm bonfires and delicious food, such small things are not a problem at all, let alone with Ron and Hagrid, even if a fire dragon comes at this time, most of them will have to be killed by several people. Put it on the fire rack and roast it on the fire.
Hagrid didn't show mercy to bad boys, he knew very well the rules of survival in the wild.
After eating a few spider legs that tasted several times stronger than crab meat, Harry hiccupped and looked at Ron.
"Go and ask, leave me alone, I'm not full yet."
"I scolded Fudge and beat up an Auror today, but I'm exhausted. You go talk, and I'll continue to eat."
Then Ron hooked his fingers, and the huge black shadow moved, and then obediently lay down not far from the fire, Aragog's eight eyes reflected the raging fire.
It didn't feel good to be stared at by this giant creature. Even though he was submissive in front of Ron and obedient in front of Hagrid, Harry was still a little apprehensive about such a giant creature.
"Aragog?"
Harry tentatively opened his mouth. The big spider obviously heard Harry's words, and he clicked his claws to show that he was listening.
"I want to ask about the Chamber of Secrets. What happened when the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago?"
"That happened many years ago." Aragog said with a hint of annoyance in his tone, "It happened many, many years ago, but I remember very clearly that it was because of this that they let Hai Hagrid left school and they believed me to be the monster that lived in what they called the Chamber of Secrets when I was only the size of a washbasin and they thought it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets and let me out."
There was another irritated rubbing sound, and it was clear that Aragog still couldn't get over it, and it left him with a bad memory.
"I was not born in a castle. I came from a faraway country. A traveler gave me to Hagrid before I was hatched in an egg. Hagrid was about your size at that time."
Aragog hesitated. "Around the same age, but a bit bigger than uh."
He shook his head in the direction of Ron a little timidly, and then quickly continued.
"Hagrid was taking care of me all the time. He hid me in a cupboard in the castle and fed me crumbs from the table or something. Hagrid was a good friend of mine. He was a Nice guy."
Harry heard Hagrid giggle in embarrassment.
"It would be even better if he could take this guy away." Aragog said in a low voice, which made Hagrid scratch his hair in embarrassment, and then took a big bite of the acromantula's leg.
"Then I will remember to come here often." Ron clicked and removed all the legs of an acromantula, then kicked it into the air and began to feed in the dark.
"Have a nice meal sir, we are very honored"
There is no embarrassment in saying this against Aragog's mouth. The acromantula understands it very well. After all, they even eat their own people. What is morality?useful?
"Until one day, people found me. I can't remember the name of that person clearly. I was terrified at the time. It seemed to be Riddle. I remember Hagrid calling out this name, right?"
"That's right." Hagrid nodded, and said sullenly, "Tom Riddle, who was a Slytherin prefect at the time, was a very handsome man, but he was very bad."
"Yes, it was him. He saw Hagrid who was about to take me away. People wanted me to take responsibility for the death of a girl. It was Hagrid who protected me. Since then, I have lived in the Forbidden Forest , lived here, he often came here to see me, and found me a wife—Mosag, look how prosperous our family is! It’s all thanks to Hagrid.”
"It would be better if you didn't eat my children's legs in front of me Hagrid, I don't think you're full."
Aragog glanced at Hagrid resentfully, he always felt that something was wrong with his body.
"Oh, sorry!" Hagrid stuffed the last bit of spider leg in and swallowed it whole. "But it tastes good."
"Of course." Aragog said proudly. In fact, he didn't mind Hagrid eating some spider legs, after all, he himself did not eat less.
"You didn't attack anyone?" Harry thought for a moment, wanting to make sure.
"Of course not, if it's a wizard, no, the centaur once, but those disobedient children have completely disappeared, right? I heard from the children who ran back that they encountered a terrible explosion."
"We have this kind of instinct, but out of respect for Hagrid, I never hurt anyone. The body of the murdered girl was found in a bathroom, and I did nothing but the cupboard." , I've never seen any part of the castle, we spiders like darkness and silence."
"Then you know what kind of monster is in the Chamber of Secrets? Hagrid said you could give me some advice, and he told me that you might know more than him."
"Yes, that's right."
When Aragog's words fell to the ground, the rustling sound from the darkness beside him suddenly became louder, countless long legs moved across the ground, and huge black shadows dangled around, as if The acromantula was very nervous about this.
"The guy who lived in the castle was an ancient creature that we acromanders fear the most, and I remember very well begging Hagrid to let me go when I sensed the beast moving around the school, But that was the day Hagrid came with the box, and we were found."
"Then what is it?!"
Hermione, who was listening carefully, asked before Harry.
"Let's not talk!" Aragog said a little violently, and the movement of the surrounding spiders became louder, and they became more nervous.
"We don't name it! I didn't even tell Hagrid the name of that horrible creature, though he asked me, many times."
"Then why are you so fierce!"
A blunt sword fell in front of Aragog, and Ron dropped the spider leg that had eaten the meat in his hand, and said in a vicious voice: "You scared Hermione!"
"There is a limit to respecting the old and loving the young."
"And the older you are, the stronger you are, isn't it?"
Ron licked the spices on the corner of his mouth, and swallowed his saliva.
"I say!"
Aragog, who changed his words in an instant, leaned closer to Ron almost flatteringly, and then lay down on the ground, showing no sign of irritation.
"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong." Hermione pouted, but big fists were indeed easy to talk about.
"This is time-consciousness. In the Forbidden Forest, if we don't recognize these things clearly, our ethnic group would have been extinct long ago. After all, before we didn't have so many clansmen, there were Thunderbirds and Chimera beasts in the Forbidden Forest. , There are five-legged monsters, there are many, many very powerful guys, we compete with them by numbers, and when the hunting net is woven densely enough, we can catch the giant dragon."
"Spiders are never warriors, we are web spinners."
Aragog hesitated for a long time, he was talking about other things, but when he saw Ron get up again, then came back with eight spider legs, and looked at him again
"That's the natural enemy of our acromantia, a natural enemy that never existed before."
"Snake snake. Basilisk."
He spoke with difficulty, then shrank back in a panic, hiding in the darkness.
Those little spiders also quickly evacuated, trying to hide themselves.
Suddenly it turned into a silent Forbidden Forest, only the crackling sound of burning flames.
This silence lasted for a long time.
"Hiccup~"
A loud belch interrupted the silence.
"Smelly, are you full? The spider legs are pretty good, right? Here's a little bit more for your parents to taste. You unicorns can actually eat meat. I thought you all ate grass."
Smelly flicked his tail, then stared at Ron resentfully, as if he was saying: How can eating grass be strong, they are not horses, why can't unicorns eat meat?
"Okay, let's go."
Ron conjured up a big bag, then stuffed the remaining dozen or so roasted original spider legs into it, and tied it to Smelly's back. The little unicorn ran away like a merry-go-round, and disappeared in an instant. trace.
"I'm full, ask and say hello, let's go back."
Two black shadows invisible to ordinary people fell to the ground silently from high altitude, two big bony black horses gathered their wings, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, this special smell was unique to dragon blood the taste of.
"How about it, is the dragon meat I brought you enough this time? Not enough, I will prepare more next time."
Thestral lifted the dragon head that left him only skin and bones, and licked away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It's delicious, but you can't eat too much, it's too hot."
Satisfied, the Thestral bent down, and then took off with the three little wizards in an instant, soaring briskly under the dark night.
I changed the outline and completely dismantled the main thread, so this piece was written a bit slower.
Today, [-], [-] is still not discounted.
(End of this chapter)
Although the accident after the Halloween dinner shocked the students at the time, with the promise of Christmas gifts, the expectation of the Quidditch game and the comfort of the professors, the little wizards quickly returned to their previous state .
After all, Filch didn't die, he was just petrified, and Filch's popularity among the students was extremely poor. Except for a few model students, almost all the students were troubled by Filch, and it was hard to say that they hated him. , but it has absolutely nothing to do with liking.
In Hogwarts, the only one who will accompany Filch is Mrs. Norris. This big, skinny cat is like his lover who stays by his bedside all day long. I have to say, Mixed up like this, Filch's life is indeed quite sad.
Although the little wizards were all forgetful, there was only one thing that they still kept in their hearts. They clearly remembered the words that glowed in the dark: the chamber of secrets was opened, and the dirty blood would become a sacrifice.
This evil sentence was full of malice, and when the news that Filch was a Squib was spread more and more, the little wizards who completely understood the meaning of this sentence began to get busy, especially those of Muggle origin. , or even a little wizard of mixed blood.
They borrowed all the "Hogwarts: A School History" in the library, trying to find some clues from them.
"But not in the book at all, Harry."
Hermione, who was learning how to weave a scarf, saw the book in Harry's hand, and then said to him: "I memorized this book when I was in the first grade, and it only mentioned the news of Professor Armando's resignation." , the content about the secret room did not appear at all.”
"After all, it's just a piece of school history?"
Harry put down the book helplessly. Before taking the Felicia, Harry tried to struggle a bit, but he couldn't force his way into the unmanned women's bathroom and ask Myrtle, right?
It's one thing to ask or not to ask. If you force your way into the women's bathroom and get seen, it will be a lot of fun.
"It seems that I can only rely on foreign objects."
As he spoke, Harry took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, which contained a little golden liquid.
"I think, an hour, an hour is enough, it won't delay tomorrow's game, but even if I don't sleep well in the Slytherin game, it doesn't seem to matter if I catch the Snitch later."
Harry muttered to himself, then unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and drank the golden potion in it with a straight head.
"Wow!"
Trembling suddenly, Harry felt refreshed both physically and mentally. This strange feeling made him bid farewell to Hermione, and then he pushed open the door of the lounge and walked forward in the quiet and deserted castle.
Without Filch, and without Mrs. Norris, the night tour of the castle is especially relaxing these days. After all, there is no need to be wary of someone who might be staring at you secretly somewhere, and then intends to catch you and hang you up some people.
It felt really good.
It was no wonder that many young wizards wished that Filch would be petrified all the time, but without Filch, the exciting night tour always lacked some flavor.
Harry, who was wandering around the castle almost with his eyes closed, followed his intuition to a place he was very familiar with, but had never really entered.
Located on the third floor of the castle, there is actually a 'teacher's office' here, but it is not without reason that Dumbledore did not choose this place but went to Lockhart's office that night.
After all, it's quite hell here.
At least there is still no dust in the office where no one has come in for decades, and the furnishings have not been touched for decades, and the elves will clean here as usual, even if these things will never be seen again. Their masters make another move.
“Tuk Tuk Tuk~”
A knock on the door that he hadn't heard for a very, very long time made a professor who was sitting quietly on a chair get up suspiciously. He was wearing pajamas and a nightcap, and looked at the closed door that hadn't been opened for an unknown period of time.
After all, he doesn't need to open the door to get in and out, and he can't do it. As the only ghost professor in Hogwarts, Professor Binns is always slightly different from others.
Even though he doesn't need to sleep, it has become his habit. Although he knows that he is a ghost, even though he knows that he is dead, he still retains the habits he developed when he was alive, such as going to class on time every day. He is a well-behaved person, no matter in life or after death.
"It's already...it's time to go to bed, isn't it?"
Professor Binns looked at the antique clocks hanging on the wall with some doubts. They are still not broken under the maintenance of the elves, and they are still turning the hands. It is already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it is early Time to turn off the lights.
'Who is the one? 'He thought suspiciously, but he couldn't open the door for anyone, so he could only say:
"Please come in, but the door has not been opened for a long time, please be careful."
The knock on the door was interrupted, and then the brass doorknob was turned. Although the door hadn't been opened for a long time, the well-maintained door lock and hinges showed no traces of rust, only slightly when pushed open. A little dry, not as smooth and moist as before.
"It's you, kid." Professor Binns thought for a while, and then called out a name: "James."
"I'm Harry, and it's my father you're talking about, Professor."
Slightly stunned, Harry whispered after closing the door, which made Professor Binns nod in a sudden realization.
"You do look a lot like your father." Professor Binns stared into Harry's eyes, "but your eyes are exactly like Lily's."
"Thanks, a lot of people have told me that."
"Of course, because your mother is very good." Professor Binns showed a look of nostalgia, "At that time, there was no professor who didn't like her, and your mother was the best student at Hogwarts at that time. One, very good."
"Your father is a troublemaker, but he is also very smart. I still remember that he once asked me about the history of the slaughter of goblins in 386 years. It almost stumped me, but fortunately, I remember all of these."
"But it's time to rest and sleep, boy."
"I don't know if you have anything to ask me? It should be very important, right, but night travel is not a good habit."
"Sit down. Although the chairs have not been used for a long time, they are all cleaned very clean."
Professor Binns pointed to the armchair in front of his desk, and he sat down gently.
"Thank you, Professor." Harry sat down obediently. The ghost professor who always makes people drowsy in class on weekdays is completely beyond Harry's expectations, although he still speaks slowly. The appearance, but there is no strange feeling of drowsiness.
It must have been a long time since anyone had knocked on the door, and he was indeed quite happy for Harry's arrival.
"You know, on the night of Halloween, Mr. Filch was attacked maliciously in a premeditated manner. Before the attack, I heard some very evil voices. Ron and I followed the voices and kept searching. But in the end it was too late, Filch was attacked before we even got there."
"It was a terrible accident, indeed." Professor Binns nodded, and then continued to listen to Harry's story.
"After sending Filch to the school infirmary, Professor Dumbledore told us that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened. 50 years ago, a student died because of this, and the then headmaster, Professor Armando, also took the blame and resigned. , but Professor Armando returned to Hogwarts after that, in order to prevent the Chamber of Secrets from being opened and new deaths appeared, and used his own life to keep murder away from Hogwarts."
Harry waited quietly. Professor Binns, who was no longer depressed, was lost in thought. He seemed to be remembering and thinking about something.
After about a cup of tea, Professor Binns' eyes moved slightly, he pulled himself away from memories and thinking, and he nodded slowly to Harry.
"It is true, but Dumbledore is too reckless, this should not be something to tell you, children, you are too young."
"It might be dangerous."
"But some things have to be done, right? The Chamber of Secrets is a time bomb, but we don't know how long it will be until he explodes next time."
There was another silence, and just when Harry thought Professor Binns was about to fall asleep, the professor spoke.
"The Chamber of Secrets. It has indeed been opened, but no one really knows what it is, where it is, and what is inside.
Even 50 years ago, there was only one sentence written on the wall that unilaterally told everyone that the secret room existed, it was opened, and the heir had come.
But this is imprecise. Things that have not been verified are not history, they can only be called legends. I generally don’t believe in these things. Although legends have a certain factual basis, most of them deviate from them As it was originally, you can only listen to stories. For example, there are two versions of the legendary King Arthur, one is a man and the other is a woman. Who can tell?We just have to listen and listen."
Professor Binns cleared his throat softly, and made a sound like chalk breaking.
"Then you should know that Hogwarts school was founded more than 1000 years ago - the exact date can no longer be determined, it was not a stable era, and we have lost a lot of memories of that era.
Hogwarts was founded by four of the greatest wizards and wizards of the time, and the four colleges are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Raven Crowe and Salazar Slytherin.
The castle was formerly the family castle of Salazar Slytherin. He contributed it here, and then it was transformed by the four of them together, in order to give the wizards at that time a breathing time and stay away from the prying eyes of Muggles. , and stay away from some malicious eyes.
Although they are both human beings, because Muggles were afraid of magic, wizards at that time were extremely vulnerable to persecution. After all, at extremely close range, the spell may not be released immediately. Living in that unfriendly world, ignorant Muggles always occupy the majority, so that wizards at that time and earlier would need to use other identities to hide their existence, such as: knights.
It is said that Godric Gryffindor is an extremely outstanding master of swordsmanship, which makes him highly respected in the Muggle world. "
Professor Binns paused again, as if he realized that what he said was off topic, he smiled apologetically.
"In the first period of time, several founders worked harmoniously together, looking around for young people who showed magical talents, and brought them here to train them well, but gradually, differences appeared among them , although they are good friends, they are both geniuses with their own pride and persistence.
Differences gradually emerged between Slytherin and the others, and he was the most critical and strict of the four.
He believes that magical education should be limited to purely magical families. He is unwilling to accept Muggle-born children and thinks they are unreliable. This may have something to do with his own experience, but the other three don't think so. After the talent of Muggles, the world of Muggles can no longer accommodate those children. If wizards are not willing to accept them, it will be terrible. Without training and education, the magic power in their bodies may cause chaos, and then become a terrible The 'monster', silently.
At that time, we could see from time to time that a silent eruption could completely destroy a small town. The Muggles forgot how they persecuted and persecuted these children. damage caused.
Muggles' dislike of wizards is actually more the result of their own evil deeds, but who would admit that?
Magical education must be promoted. If wizards are separated from Muggles, the small number of wizards will probably disappear in the world. In the last days, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a fierce quarrel over this issue. , and then Slytherin left the school and Hogwarts.
Reliable history tells us this, and the rest are legends without research and basis. "
Professor Binns nodded seriously to Harry, hoping that he could remember the difference between the two.
"There are legends about the Chamber of Secrets that even cover up the history that should be remembered by people. According to the records in the story, Slytherin built a secret room in the castle. After all, it used to be his castle. Others The founders knew nothing about it.
According to the legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one else could enter until his true heir came to the school, and that heir would have everything Slytherin left there.
Then change Hogwarts.
But more sayings are: the heir of Slytherin will open the secret room, release the horrible things inside, let it purify the school, and eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic, that is, those who Slytherin believes are not worthy of being trusted . "
"However, these are all legends that have not been verified." Professor Binns saw the tension on Harry's face, and he added: "The school naturally began to investigate this matter, and the professor and the principal also wanted to find out whether there was any There is no secret room, but investigations have been conducted many times, and the wizards and wizards invited are all very good wizards and wizards, but in the end, nothing was found."
"So whether the secret room exists has become a mystery, maybe it's just a legend, but it was used by some people with ulterior motives as a scapegoat and shield to cover up their crimes, an heir appeared 50 years ago, and now the one who opened the secret room should also be the heir.
The heir of Slytherin didn't show up early or late, but it happened twice in the 50 years, which is strange. Hogwarts has a history of more than 1000 years, why didn't it ever appear? "
"I don't think the Chamber of Secrets exists. After all, nothing in it can withstand scrutiny. Jack who wrote this story knows nothing about Hogwarts."
"All right."
Professor Binns pointed to the grandfather clock on the wall. The pointer was almost pointing to one o'clock in the morning, and his story had been told for about half an hour.
"That's the end of the story, it's time to rest Harry."
Harry got up obediently, but before heading for the door, he asked Professor Binns one last question.
"Then Professor, when the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago, the student who was killed was Myrtle, so who did they think killed her then?"
"The Ministry of Magic found a scapegoat. 50 years ago, Rubeus Hagrid illegally raised an acromantula in school. Everyone believed that he killed the poor child, but Dumbledore didn't believe it. , but what can I do about it?"
"People always like to blame other people for their mistakes, whether Muggles or wizards."
The expression on Professor Binns' face was urging Harry to leave quickly. After getting all the news he wanted, Harry nodded his thanks, and then returned to the empty corridor of the castle.
Thinking about the news that Professor Binns told him, these past events buried in the history books, or even not recorded in the history books, filled his mind full.
He was a little unbelievable, and even thought with a sense of unease and anger: How can you blame an innocent person for the mistake?
Hagrid is their friend. Harry, who is familiar with Hagrid, knows that Hagrid is definitely not the kind of person who would murder his classmates. Although he looks fierce and does things rough, Hagrid is a good person with a clear distinction between good and evil , He has his own principles and bottom line, he will not do such a thing.
Harry didn't know much about Myrtle, but he had asked Nick once. The place where Myrtle died was in the girls' bathroom on the first floor. Hagrid was so big that it was difficult to hide it from others. At that time, the girls' bathroom on the first floor was not a place where no one went. Which normal man would go to the toilet?
What's more, according to Hagrid's aesthetics, the vast majority of human witches actually have nothing to do with beauty in his eyes!
A beautiful big sister like Celtina, Hagrid, can be completely ignored, let alone Myrtle, who is not very good.
Because of the Felicia, Harry didn't even think he'd run into anyone he shouldn't have while wandering around like this.
Professor McGonagall likes to go to bed early and get up early, and she basically doesn't have the habit of patrolling at night (mainly because it's too easy to catch the brats in her own college, and she's tired).
Professor Flitwick prefers to test new spells in his office. With elf blood, he has a natural advantage in innovation that ordinary wizards do not have. He can use the magic of elves and wizards. The fusion spell is his The most famous achievement is still assiduously exploring the mystery.
And Professor Sprout of the Buddhist Department is so focused on herbal medicine that unless someone plans to go to the herbal garden for a night tour, they won't see her at all.
As for Professor Snape. He wouldn't mind taking Harry for a late-night snack.
Allowing his legs to lead his body around, the effect of the Felicia could last at least half an hour. Just when Harry followed his intuition and walked blindly to the castle foyer, a huge figure suddenly appeared from a corner. Appeared from somewhere, Harry, who didn't brake in time, collided with that huge figure, and then fell to the ground.
"Harry?"
Hagrid, who was blushing with excitement, said in surprise, "Why are you still wandering around the castle at this late hour, if you meet Fei, well, he will be petrified."
"Go back to bed quickly Harry, hurry up."
Even though he said that, Hagrid always had a cheerful expression on his face.
"What happy things did you encounter?"
Harry rubbed his ass and stood up. Although he wanted to ask Hagrid about the Chamber of Secrets, his instinct told him that it was best not to say anything.
"Of course! This is a very happy thing!"
Hagrid's voice raised a few pitches, but feeling a bit misguided, he quickly covered his mouth.
"This is not a place to talk about things. Forget it, come and sit in my hut. I will ask Wuwu to take you back to the tower later. You are used to night tours anyway."
Hagrid, who had clearly realized that the three of them were definitely not law-abiding ones, didn't intend to be long-winded after saying a few words. After all, they were very sensible and reassuring children. If they were naughty, they would be naughty. This age should have.
"Who is Wuwu?" Harry, who followed Hagrid out of the castle, asked a little strangely.
"Woo, he's a Thestral, the horse that pulls your carriage, can you see them?" Hagrid asked uncertainly.
"Okay, I saw Quirrell get humanely destroyed by something really outrageous last year."
"Ron did it, right? That little guy is outrageous. Just now he pointed at Fudge's nose. Cough~"
Hagrid looked behind him, and he didn't see any figures, so he was relieved, after all, it's not certain that those people just happened to leave after he left.
It took less than 5 minutes for Harry, who was led away by Hagrid, to reach the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid, who was in a great mood and wanted to get a bucket, put Harry on his shoulders. Able to cover distances requiring a trot to keep up.
"Sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea."
Throwing a handful of wood into the fireplace, and then poking the stove with a small pink umbrella, the fireplace that ignited a raging flame instantly radiated a warming heat wave, and Hogwarts in November was already so cold No, that part of the road just now made Harry very cold.
Hagrid quickly brought a cup of tea to Harry, and then brought out a large wine barrel and put it beside him. He proudly used the cup to scoop up the wine and drank tons of it. He kept making discontinuous A short laugh, probably already bubbling with joy in my heart.
"I was in the principal's office just now. Dumbledore, Ron, Sirius, and Fudge were all there. Fudge also brought two Aurors, but I can't remember their names. They were called De. never mind."
"The Dragon Training Farm can be officially built! Sirius has paid us a large sum of Galleons in advance, about 100 million, but I heard that according to the profitability of your store, it will take about one or two years to fill it up. He has helped a lot with this money!"
"Those materials take time to prepare and transport. After all, they are in charge of the fire dragons. Although they are cute, they are also very fierce. I also know that. Sirius saved us at least half a year, but he said that the Dragon Training Farm It is safer and the construction time is longer, after all, this is a school and there are many children there.”
"Then Fudge came here because of this?" Harry asked Hagrid after taking a sip of hot tea to warm himself up.
"Yes, but not entirely."
Having said this, Hagrid took a sip of wine in a complicated mood. In just a short while, he drank one-third of the wine barrel that could not be held by one person.
"You know, something happened recently, and it's about Filch."
"Ugh"
Hagrid sighed long, with a hint of bitterness in his tone.
"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened again. At least that's what's written on the wall. These things can't be hidden from anyone. The Ministry of Magic knows it. After all, so many students have seen it, so it can't be hidden."
Hagrid belched loudly, then slammed the glass down on the table with a muffled thud.
"I! Not the murderer! Aragog has never killed anyone!"
"Those prejudiced eyes can't see it at all! They! They! They!"
Hagrid, who was a little emotional, almost crushed the handle of the cup, but at any rate, this cup was made by Hagrid out of an unknown number of years old magic tree, and the durability was really good.
"I know it's a false accusation, Hagrid!" Harry stood up and patted Hagrid's big arm on tiptoe, but he couldn't reach Hagrid's shoulder.
"I went to Professor Binns before, and he told me something. It was a false accusation that could not withstand scrutiny. Professor Binns told me that whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, some people always like to put The responsibility rests on someone else."
"You knew already?"
Hagrid blinked, and asked Harry a little puzzled.
"Got it, I was going to ask Professor Binns about the Chamber of Secrets, and he told me quite a lot."
"Okay." Hagrid sighed slightly, "Actually, you shouldn't let these things know, after all, it's too dangerous, and you are still children."
"But Ron isn't much of a kid."
When Hagrid said this, he laughed cheerfully again.
"Fudge came here thinking that this accident is still related to me. After all, I have a criminal record, right?"
"He said he received a bombardment of letters, saying that the parents were making trouble at the Ministry of Magic. I think this is nonsense. Why didn't you see an owl send a letter to the school?"
"I can even guess where the news came from. It must be some Slytherin students. I'm not biased, but Slytherin students. Their families have too close a relationship with the Ministry of Magic. At least Two-thirds of the students have family members, at least relatives, who work for the Ministry."
Hagrid shook his head in distress, and he said with a trace of anger: "Framing people without evidence is the dirtiest thing!"
"Fudge is going to take me away, say at least put on a show, he wants to appease the parents or something"
"Then I watched Ron pointing at his nose and scolding him for a full 10 minutes. That Auror named Dor was going to do something to Ron, but he pushed him to the ground and beat him so violently that half of his teeth fell out. , I’ve never seen such a relief.”
"But he was really impulsive."
"But Fudge can't do anything about him. After hearing Ron say: Since you suspect Hagrid as a murderer for no reason, and there is no solid evidence to prove it, then I now suspect you of taking bribes, molesting female employees and abusing your power. Are you Shouldn't he have broken his wand and gone to Azkaban for a few months!"
"After saying this, Ron took out a blank Wizengamot trial book, which was stamped with the special seal of Sir Merlin, and had the special right to directly convict without trial. The Wizengamot was originally The highest wizarding tribunal established by Merlin, Sir Merlin retains one vote of ruling, just like Dumbledore, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, has one vote of veto, but it has never been used, I don’t know Don't know how he got it, but well done, Dumbledore wouldn't have used the veto back then, I suppose."
"He is a professional at bullying others, using power for personal gain, and turning black and white. Anyway, Ron told Fudge that way at the time, and Fudge turned pale in fright. Since then, he has never mentioned this matter again. Our fire dragon training ground is very It was passed quickly, and even the permits were issued immediately after the construction was completed."
Hagrid, who was drinking wine readily, lost his eyesight. The wine is not intoxicating, but it is self-intoxicating. It has been a long time since he has vented his anger like today!
He was only in his teens 50 years ago. A trial that changed his life made him lose his wand and everything. If it weren't for Dumbledore's support, he would probably spend the rest of his life in Azkaban. At that time, Dumbledore was not the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and there was no way to veto this random ruling that had no evidence or basis.
"Then, what happened at the beginning? I mean, the secret room."
"If we can figure out what is in the secret room, we can figure out what happened back then and today."
"Hagrid!" Harry got up, and then said to Hagrid very seriously: "We may be able to have that unfair trial retried, as long as the evidence is presented!"
"Isn't Sirius also framed? But after capturing Peter, he was freed, and he got the honor he deserved."
"You don't want to be sneaking around with that little pink umbrella all the time, do you?"
"You would be innocent if we found evidence!"
"Everything will be different, Hagrid!"
Hagrid, who was drinking tons and tons of alcohol, was stunned for a moment, he didn't even notice that the old whiskey was sprinkled all over his beard, and then it fell on the table.
"the truth."
"evidence."
Hagrid put down the wine glass in his hand blankly. In the past few decades, he has been guarding the Forbidden Forest in the Hogwarts hunting grounds. In fact, Dumbledore has given him great freedom and trust. The little cutie also made him very happy and satisfied.
But to be framed is to be framed, even though Hagrid has gradually forgotten the past that made him despair and made him unwilling to look back.
But facts are facts, why doesn't he want to prove his innocence?
He also wants to pick up a wand, although he is not good at magic, although he is a half-blood wizard and a half-giant
but--
"Truth"
Hagrid's body suddenly trembled.
"Ron told me that too, but I thought that the blank trial book was prepared for me. It's not good for him. After all, if you use this right, there will be an indelible stain on him. He's still young, so that's not okay."
"It was so"
"I understand."
Hagrid nodded vigorously. Although he often failed to turn his mind, he was not really stupid. He really couldn't think clearly about anything.
"Then come with me and go see the 'monster' who was considered the murderer at the time. I don't know what's in the secret room, but you can ask him yourself, maybe he knows more than me."
"I think you should be familiar with it."
Hagrid drank the residual wine in the wine barrel in one gulp, then wiped his mouth. He pulled a piece of extremely soft and comfortable fur and put it on Harry's body. It was freezing outside, so he couldn't just wear a robe , it is much colder in the Forbidden Forest than outside.
Hagrid was carrying a large oil lamp in his hand, the same one he carried when he went to pick up the new students. The light illuminated the darkness in the Forbidden Forest. This time there was no need to stand in a long queue, and Harry didn't need to use the Light Charm either. What's more, it was even more troublesome to move forward in this difficult-to-walk forbidden forest with a wand, and there was no way for Harry to sit on Hagrid's shoulders due to the tree branches everywhere.
Wrapping the fur around his body tightly, Harry followed Hagrid forward with one foot deep and one shallow foot. With the help of the light, Harry keenly noticed that some small things were also advancing deep into the Forbidden Forest.
Those were some little spiders, and they lined up and hurriedly ran to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, which I had never seen before.
Walking along the road without a road for about half an hour, Harry felt that the effect of the Felicity Potion had begun to fade, and the surrounding environment had also begun to change. They seemed to have entered a valley. In the darkness, some The rustling sound made people feel a little uneasy.
Fortunately, Hagrid is here.
They had indeed entered a valley, and the height here was much lower than other places. With the light of the moon that was not too bright tonight, Harry saw the dim outline outlined by the black mist. It is the center of a valley surrounded by a circle of hillsides.
Those rustling sounds became more and more intensive, and there were even strange clicking sounds. It seemed that someone was calling Hagrid's name vaguely. It seemed to be an auditory hallucination, but it was real.
After pushing aside a few thick grasses, a mass of warm fire suddenly appeared on the flat ground ahead, and a seductive aroma came along with it. Along with these, there was a burst of crisp The cracking sound is somewhat similar to the sound made when cracking a crab's shell.
Beside the blazing bonfire, three figures stood beside it.
"Yo! Are you finally here?"
Ron's unmistakable voice came from beside the fire, and he was still holding something as thick as an arm, which was like a wooden stick, and it was charred black.
"The acromantula's legs are roasted. I broke them off now. Come and taste them!"
"Ron? Hermione?" Harry, who opened his mouth wide, immediately let out a huff. No, he opened his mouth wide and looked at him in surprise, "Stink?"
The little unicorn bounced to Harry's side, and then bounced away, the little guy is always so lively.
"Why did you come here all of a sudden?"
"Eat supper."
Ron greeted Harry and the face? ? ?Hagrid sat down, and passed a few roasted acromander legs, which had been sprinkled with Tobit's barbecue spices.
"Hermione said you drank Felicia and ran outside. I glanced at the Marauder's Map after I came back and saw you and Hagrid leaving the castle. Then I'll wait for you here. I'm hungry anyway. Yeah, I haven't eaten the legs of the acromantula for more than half a year, and I'm so hungry."
Speaking of which, Ron got up, and then walked to a huge black shadow.
"Don't come here, don't come here!" The old voice sounded with a clicking sound.
"Hagrid, you take care of this, sir."
"I don't want to eat you. After all, it's a good habit to respect the old and love the young." Ron waved his hand indifferently, and then he grabbed an eighth cow that was about the size of two cows and lay beside Aragog. Acromantula.
The chosen guy even wanted to resist, but after Ron took out his thick, big, black, and hard smoke-manipulating sword and smashed his head, this guy could only be honest. Eight legs were broken by Ron, and he was kicked into the darkness beside him.
There was a crackling sound of chewing, and the acromantula's movements of eating its own people were not slow at all.
"This. I'm sorry, Aragog. Anyway, you have many children. As long as you are free, let him eat well. You will be safe when you get tired of eating."
Hagrid opened his mouth in a muffled voice, and the words made the giant acromantula, which was several laps bigger than an elephant, droop its head. After all, he knew that Hagrid was right.
An inexplicable grief and anger welled up spontaneously, but I recalled the tragic memory of being restrained by the great demon king with a few impediment spells, and then let him choose to kill
Cowardly, I love whatever you want to eat, it’s best to kill you, anyway, the most powerful ability of acromantula is to give birth to children, at least more than 1 acromantulas can be eaten to extinction!
Although the environment here is a bit dark, but with warm bonfires and delicious food, such small things are not a problem at all, let alone with Ron and Hagrid, even if a fire dragon comes at this time, most of them will have to be killed by several people. Put it on the fire rack and roast it on the fire.
Hagrid didn't show mercy to bad boys, he knew very well the rules of survival in the wild.
After eating a few spider legs that tasted several times stronger than crab meat, Harry hiccupped and looked at Ron.
"Go and ask, leave me alone, I'm not full yet."
"I scolded Fudge and beat up an Auror today, but I'm exhausted. You go talk, and I'll continue to eat."
Then Ron hooked his fingers, and the huge black shadow moved, and then obediently lay down not far from the fire, Aragog's eight eyes reflected the raging fire.
It didn't feel good to be stared at by this giant creature. Even though he was submissive in front of Ron and obedient in front of Hagrid, Harry was still a little apprehensive about such a giant creature.
"Aragog?"
Harry tentatively opened his mouth. The big spider obviously heard Harry's words, and he clicked his claws to show that he was listening.
"I want to ask about the Chamber of Secrets. What happened when the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago?"
"That happened many years ago." Aragog said with a hint of annoyance in his tone, "It happened many, many years ago, but I remember very clearly that it was because of this that they let Hai Hagrid left school and they believed me to be the monster that lived in what they called the Chamber of Secrets when I was only the size of a washbasin and they thought it was Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets and let me out."
There was another irritated rubbing sound, and it was clear that Aragog still couldn't get over it, and it left him with a bad memory.
"I was not born in a castle. I came from a faraway country. A traveler gave me to Hagrid before I was hatched in an egg. Hagrid was about your size at that time."
Aragog hesitated. "Around the same age, but a bit bigger than uh."
He shook his head in the direction of Ron a little timidly, and then quickly continued.
"Hagrid was taking care of me all the time. He hid me in a cupboard in the castle and fed me crumbs from the table or something. Hagrid was a good friend of mine. He was a Nice guy."
Harry heard Hagrid giggle in embarrassment.
"It would be even better if he could take this guy away." Aragog said in a low voice, which made Hagrid scratch his hair in embarrassment, and then took a big bite of the acromantula's leg.
"Then I will remember to come here often." Ron clicked and removed all the legs of an acromantula, then kicked it into the air and began to feed in the dark.
"Have a nice meal sir, we are very honored"
There is no embarrassment in saying this against Aragog's mouth. The acromantula understands it very well. After all, they even eat their own people. What is morality?useful?
"Until one day, people found me. I can't remember the name of that person clearly. I was terrified at the time. It seemed to be Riddle. I remember Hagrid calling out this name, right?"
"That's right." Hagrid nodded, and said sullenly, "Tom Riddle, who was a Slytherin prefect at the time, was a very handsome man, but he was very bad."
"Yes, it was him. He saw Hagrid who was about to take me away. People wanted me to take responsibility for the death of a girl. It was Hagrid who protected me. Since then, I have lived in the Forbidden Forest , lived here, he often came here to see me, and found me a wife—Mosag, look how prosperous our family is! It’s all thanks to Hagrid.”
"It would be better if you didn't eat my children's legs in front of me Hagrid, I don't think you're full."
Aragog glanced at Hagrid resentfully, he always felt that something was wrong with his body.
"Oh, sorry!" Hagrid stuffed the last bit of spider leg in and swallowed it whole. "But it tastes good."
"Of course." Aragog said proudly. In fact, he didn't mind Hagrid eating some spider legs, after all, he himself did not eat less.
"You didn't attack anyone?" Harry thought for a moment, wanting to make sure.
"Of course not, if it's a wizard, no, the centaur once, but those disobedient children have completely disappeared, right? I heard from the children who ran back that they encountered a terrible explosion."
"We have this kind of instinct, but out of respect for Hagrid, I never hurt anyone. The body of the murdered girl was found in a bathroom, and I did nothing but the cupboard." , I've never seen any part of the castle, we spiders like darkness and silence."
"Then you know what kind of monster is in the Chamber of Secrets? Hagrid said you could give me some advice, and he told me that you might know more than him."
"Yes, that's right."
When Aragog's words fell to the ground, the rustling sound from the darkness beside him suddenly became louder, countless long legs moved across the ground, and huge black shadows dangled around, as if The acromantula was very nervous about this.
"The guy who lived in the castle was an ancient creature that we acromanders fear the most, and I remember very well begging Hagrid to let me go when I sensed the beast moving around the school, But that was the day Hagrid came with the box, and we were found."
"Then what is it?!"
Hermione, who was listening carefully, asked before Harry.
"Let's not talk!" Aragog said a little violently, and the movement of the surrounding spiders became louder, and they became more nervous.
"We don't name it! I didn't even tell Hagrid the name of that horrible creature, though he asked me, many times."
"Then why are you so fierce!"
A blunt sword fell in front of Aragog, and Ron dropped the spider leg that had eaten the meat in his hand, and said in a vicious voice: "You scared Hermione!"
"There is a limit to respecting the old and loving the young."
"And the older you are, the stronger you are, isn't it?"
Ron licked the spices on the corner of his mouth, and swallowed his saliva.
"I say!"
Aragog, who changed his words in an instant, leaned closer to Ron almost flatteringly, and then lay down on the ground, showing no sign of irritation.
"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong." Hermione pouted, but big fists were indeed easy to talk about.
"This is time-consciousness. In the Forbidden Forest, if we don't recognize these things clearly, our ethnic group would have been extinct long ago. After all, before we didn't have so many clansmen, there were Thunderbirds and Chimera beasts in the Forbidden Forest. , There are five-legged monsters, there are many, many very powerful guys, we compete with them by numbers, and when the hunting net is woven densely enough, we can catch the giant dragon."
"Spiders are never warriors, we are web spinners."
Aragog hesitated for a long time, he was talking about other things, but when he saw Ron get up again, then came back with eight spider legs, and looked at him again
"That's the natural enemy of our acromantia, a natural enemy that never existed before."
"Snake snake. Basilisk."
He spoke with difficulty, then shrank back in a panic, hiding in the darkness.
Those little spiders also quickly evacuated, trying to hide themselves.
Suddenly it turned into a silent Forbidden Forest, only the crackling sound of burning flames.
This silence lasted for a long time.
"Hiccup~"
A loud belch interrupted the silence.
"Smelly, are you full? The spider legs are pretty good, right? Here's a little bit more for your parents to taste. You unicorns can actually eat meat. I thought you all ate grass."
Smelly flicked his tail, then stared at Ron resentfully, as if he was saying: How can eating grass be strong, they are not horses, why can't unicorns eat meat?
"Okay, let's go."
Ron conjured up a big bag, then stuffed the remaining dozen or so roasted original spider legs into it, and tied it to Smelly's back. The little unicorn ran away like a merry-go-round, and disappeared in an instant. trace.
"I'm full, ask and say hello, let's go back."
Two black shadows invisible to ordinary people fell to the ground silently from high altitude, two big bony black horses gathered their wings, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, this special smell was unique to dragon blood the taste of.
"How about it, is the dragon meat I brought you enough this time? Not enough, I will prepare more next time."
Thestral lifted the dragon head that left him only skin and bones, and licked away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It's delicious, but you can't eat too much, it's too hot."
Satisfied, the Thestral bent down, and then took off with the three little wizards in an instant, soaring briskly under the dark night.
I changed the outline and completely dismantled the main thread, so this piece was written a bit slower.
Today, [-], [-] is still not discounted.
(End of this chapter)
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