Afterwards, the school was stable for a period of time. It seemed that everyone had forgotten about the poor cat, as if nothing had happened. However, when Harry and the others asked Hagrid before, the death of the rooster still cast a shadow over the matter. A shadow that makes people unable to see the truth clearly.
They still have doubts about this. If the basilisk really exists, does it live in that secret room? The words on the wall seem to be ignored by everyone.
But Hermione didn't. She asked Professor Binns about the Chamber of Secrets in History of Magic class, and Professor Binns looked at her very unhappy. As a prim ghost, Binns doesn't like myths and legends, he likes facts, true and reliable facts, but his level is not high, he just reads in his dry, low and monotonous voice according to the script, like Like an old vacuum cleaner, the class ends up groggy, occasionally waking up, copying down a name or date, and falling back into a semi-sleep.
However, today's class may be the class that the students have listened to most seriously since his teaching career. The students' unusually strong interest could not be restrained, so he still talked about the legend about the secret room.
"Is the basilisk the scary thing in the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione continued to ask, but before Professor Binns answered, she deduced to herself: "The symbol of Slytherin is also a snake. Big." Then he sat down and immersed himself in his own reasoning. From time to time issued a low whisper.
"I really regret telling you this ridiculous story," Professor Binns snapped at the students, as they immediately started discussing him as nothing. He coughed, and finally got everyone's attention back.
Within five minutes, the students fell into that drowsy drowsiness again.
After class, the trio began to discuss what they had just heard about the Chamber of Secrets.
"I've always known that Salazar Slytherin was some crazy old madman," Ron said to Harry and Hermione, "but I didn't know he was the one who came up with this pure-blood nonsense. Even if I was paid for nothing , I will not go into his house either. To be honest, if the Sorting Hat had put me in Slytherin, I would have taken the train home without saying a word..."
Hermione nodded reluctantly, but she still felt in her heart that she couldn't use the academy to distinguish a person's good from bad.
As for Harry, it was more complicated, because the Sorting Hat had seriously considered putting him in Slytherin. He clearly remembered the little voice talking in his ear when he put the hat on his head a year ago, and it all happened like yesterday.
"You're going to be very successful, you know, it's all in your head, Slytherin is going to help you be successful, there's no doubt about that..."
If Slytherin represents evil, is there something evil in his character or essence
They then went to the corridor where the attack took place, hoping to find some clues, and when they found it, they walked to the girls' bathroom. When they were about to ask Myrtle about Halloween, Percy-Ron The elder brother of the prefect found them and kicked them out after deducting five points. Of course, he had no right to deduct points.
In the common room that night, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat as far away from Percy as possible. Ron was still in a bad mood, and he kept spilling ink on the paper when doing his magic homework. When he absent-mindedly drew out his wand to remove the stain, he set the parchment on fire. Ron was so angry that his heart burst into flames, and he slammed "Standard Spells, Level 2" shut. To Harry's surprise, Hermione slammed the book shut too.
"Tell me who will be the heir of Slytherin." Ron asked, fiddling with his broken wand.
"I don't know." Harry shook his head.
"Me too." Hermione sensed that Ron would say a name she didn't want to hear, but she shook her head anyway.
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"If I were Salazar Slytherin." Ron lowered his voice and looked around, only to find that no one was looking this way, and then continued: "I will definitely find an absolutely excellent heir, and I Pure blood, and happy to deal with Muggles and Muggle-born wizards."
"You mean Draco?" The name escaped Harry's lips.
Neither of them noticed Hermione's lips tightened.
"Otherwise, who else would it be?" Ron lowered his voice, "Think about it, although we don't want to admit it, he is really good at magic. I don't think the students in grades six and seven are as good as him. .” As if thinking of what happened in Hagrid’s cabin in the first grade, Ron took a deep breath and said, “You can’t imagine that Crabbe and Goyle are the heirs of the Chamber of Secrets, can you?”
Speaking of this, Harry couldn't help laughing out loud, those two people really don't have anything to do with the heir, if he knew that his heir was this kind of thing, maybe the first one killed by the basilisk was not a Muggle, but this Two idiots.
"Think about it again. It was rumored that he tortured a Muggle with a spell, and his wand was confiscated." Ron continued.
Harry also remembered his experience that day, and now he still has lingering fears. He was almost transported to Malfoy's house with that cabinet. He heard a lot about Lucius that day, as if he was dealing with some dark magic Afterwards, they met again at Lihen Bookstore, and the atmosphere between Weasley and Malfoy's family was even more tense. Whether it was emotional or reasonable, Harry was on the side of Ron's family.
"But these are guesses." Hermione said dully, she hesitated to speak for him, because even she didn't know who to believe. "What you said makes sense. He is indeed the most suspect, but we have no evidence." She said helplessly.
"Yeah, there's no way we'd walk up to him, point to him and ask, 'Hey, Draco, is that the Chamber of Secrets you opened? ", that's too stupid, and he would be even more stupid if he would answer us." Ron also shrugged.
"Maybe I have a way." Hermione cast her eyes quickly across the room at Percy, lowering her voice. "Of course, it's not easy to do, and it's dangerous, very dangerous. We're about fifty school rules."
"In a month or so, if you want to tell us, you won't tell us, will you?" said Ron impatiently.
"We can become someone he is familiar with and ask him directly." Hermione didn't know why she came up with this suggestion.
"Are you kidding?" Harry and Ron laughed, looking at Hermione in disbelief.
"I don't." Hermione shook her head and said, "Although Snape is annoying, the knowledge in his class is really useful. A few weeks ago, he mentioned a potion in class - Polyjuice Potion."
"What's that?" Ron and Harry asked in unison.
"This potion can turn you into another person," Hermione said slowly. "Of course, these are time-sensitive, and they will change back after time."
Suddenly Hermione noticed that both Harry and Ron were staring at her in silence, not speaking.
It was only then that Hermione remembered that Crabbe and Goyle were just Malfoy's followers in name. In fact, Malfoy didn't hang out with them very often. They weren't very close, so who else was there besides them
Pansy.
Ron and Harry wouldn't want to be girls, even for a very short time.
Hermione felt her stomach start to grow up, and she dug a hole for herself.
"Hermione, the safety of the teachers and students of the whole school depends on you." Ron looked at her expectantly.
Harry nodded emphatically.
"But that recipe is hard to come by," said Hermione, somewhat reluctantly, trying to find an excuse: "Snape says it's in a book called 'Powerful Potions', and it must be in the ** section of the library." .”
There is only one way to borrow books from the ** district: get an approval slip signed by a teacher.
"I thought of a good candidate," said Harry.
"Me too." Ron laughed too.