Chapter 168 The True Heir

Harry stood on the ring, surrounded by strange looks.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong. He had obviously saved Justin, but the other party's face was not grateful, but full of anger and panic.

Before he could react, Ron tugged at his robe under the ring, "Let's go first! I think we have to hurry."

Harry walked down the ring in silence, and the students retreated to both sides, as if they regarded him as some terrifying beast.

"Serpentspeak." Draco looked unhappy and said indignantly: "Harry Potter is actually a serpentspeaker."

"Calm down, just know the language of snakes, there are such people in the magic world." Aaron looked at the two people who walked out of the hall thoughtfully, with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

He found that his search for the heir of Slytherin had fallen into a misunderstanding and made a particularly simple mistake.

This person might not be the kind of person who inherited Salazar Slytherin's legacy as he thought, but his blood descendant.

This is most likely the truth. The monster in the chamber is a basilisk, and Salazar Slytherin's descendants have inherited his ability to speak Parseltongue.

He can communicate with snakes without any obstacles and command them to do things. It is simply the best match.

"Aaron, you misunderstood me.

Parseltongue was the ability of Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders, but now it is Gryffindor who has this ability.

Harry Potter does not deserve this ability at all, and so many people in the hall must have regarded him as the heir of Slytherin. He must be very proud of it!"

"I don't think so. His expression just now doesn't look fake.

It may be just a coincidence that he can speak Parseltongue. You don't think Harry Potter will be the heir of Slytherin, do you?"

Draco thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "I don't think so. At least the heir of Slytherin will not mix with Muggle-born wizards."

"That's it, Harry just happened to know Parseltongue." Aaron didn't care. He also knew Dragon Language, and he was not proud.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione came over and asked.

"It has nothing to do with you, Granger." Draco raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "You'd better be careful, Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin.

Do you think he will release the monster and let it..."

"Draco." Aaron gave him a warning look, "She is my good friend, and what you said will not work on her."

"I just scared her." Draco said angrily, and then called Crabbe and Goyle out of the hall.

Hermione leaned against the edge of the ring, and the fingers behind her carefully groped for something.

Harry's spell just now was still effective. When Draco fell out, he happened to lose a few hairs, which were the materials for the last batch of Polyjuice Potion.

"Um... Aaron, I have something to ask you." Hermione tried to keep her expression calm as much as possible, "Are you busy recently?

I don't mean anything else, I just rarely see you outside of class."

"Almost, but it's not just you, Draco is the same." Aaron said helplessly, "There is a complicated trouble that needs some time.

But thanks to Harry, I have a new idea, which can save some energy."

"Do you need my help? If you need an assistant, I can..."

"This is not a good idea." Aaron smiled and shook his head, "Thank you for your kindness, but you can't help me, and I don't want you to get involved."

After that, he walked to the side door.

"Wait." Hermione mustered up the courage and stood in front of him, "Tell me, what are you doing?"

Aaron looked directly into Hermione's eyes, hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, if you must, I am protecting this school in a low profile.

You have to keep it secret, and only you know it now."

Hermione's heart sank slightly, and she subconsciously clenched the golden hair in her hand, "Then I won't disturb you from doing such a great cause."

Aaron returned to the Slytherin dormitory. He first lifted the Disillusionment Spell and checked whether the two roosters in the cage were in good condition.

This is something he must do every day. Before finding the enemy in the dark, these two amulets must not be lost.

Then he lifted the green curtain on the wall, revealing the clue wall he had sorted out.

Compared with the previous sporadic clues, there are now many more names on it, but more than half of them are crossed with a black line.

These are all excluded. First, the Muggle-born wizards, they can't be the heir of Slytherin, and second, some half-blood and pure-blood wizards, they usually have good communication and nothing unusual.

Among the remaining people, there must be one who is the heir of Slytherin. Originally, we had to use the elimination method to slowly check, but now there is one more clue that can speed up the process, except for Harry Potter's Parseltongue.

The heir will definitely not reveal himself, but his family background can never be concealed. As long as he is related to Slytherin, he may be pure blood or half-blood, and the possibility of half-blood is even greater.

"Interesting, really interesting." Aaron smiled and stroked the dragon, "Abe, this is a big project!

If conditions do not allow, I really want to do a census, so that the number of suspects may be narrowed down to less than ten."

At the same time, in the Gryffindor common room.

Ron and Hermione told Harry about the history of Parseltongue, which made him doubt himself.

Because he could hear the voice of the monster in the secret room before killing people, the sorting hat also suggested that he go to Slytherin when he was sorted last year, and he was a rare Parseltongue in the magic world.

These factors together make him look like the heir of Slytherin.

But he is really not. He knows very well that he did not order the monster in the secret room to do anything, and he doesn't even know what the monster is.

But the problem is that everyone doesn't think so. Salazar is a figure who has lived for more than a thousand years. His bloodline has not been cut off. Even Harry can't be sure whether he is Salazar's great-great-great-great-grandson, because he knows almost nothing about his Potter family.

The next day, the Transfiguration classroom.

The Transfiguration class for this semester has been completed, and Professor McGonagall has nothing to say, so she simply lets everyone arrange it on their own.

But many people didn't read books or write, just stared at Harry Potter, whispering from time to time.

Feeling the strange gaze again, even if he was mentally prepared enough, Harry still felt particularly aggrieved.

In the whole classroom, perhaps only Ron and Hermione opposite him could understand him, but the comfort of the two people was somewhat insignificant compared to the doubts of most people.

The depression in his heart made him close the book directly, "See you later in the common room."

Ron and Hermione could only give him a far-fetched smile. They couldn't dissuade him. They couldn't let Harry stay and feel the strange eyes of others!

Just after walking out of the classroom, Harry heard the voice again, as if it came from the wall.

He walked quickly in the direction of the sound and found a ghost floating in the air at a corner. It was Nick who was almost headless.

He opened his eyes wide in horror, his body turned black, and a faint green smoke came out of his neck, which was broken with only a seam.

In addition to him, there was another person lying on the floor.

Justin Finch-Fletchley, the Hufflepuff student, was a Muggle-born wizard.

At this moment, his state was the same as Nick, motionless, with his eyes wide open in horror.

Harry couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his breathing became rapid. He was at a loss for a moment.

"If I were you, I wouldn't stay here."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Aaron looked at this scene with some regret while holding Abe.

"You, why are you here?" Harry asked nervously.

Aaron looked at Abe in his arms, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

These days, he didn't just use his energy to solve the case, and he also practiced magic circles.

He can complete the elementary magic circle in one second without any medium, but he still needs to practice constantly to succeed in an instant.

The time he takes to carve the intermediate magic circle has also been greatly shortened, from half a minute three months ago to three seconds now, and with the accumulation of his own magic energy, the power has also increased a bit.

But he has not made any breakthroughs in the advanced magic circle yet, the array diagram, core, and magic input are much more complicated.

Aaron knows that you have to eat one bite at a time, and becoming stronger is also a gradual process, so he practices the advanced magic circle according to the previous method.

Just now, he carved a complicated advanced magic circle on paper, but when he was drawing the last stroke, Abe suddenly heard the sound of the basilisk.

It jumped onto the table in excitement, and ten minutes of hard work was ruined.

But his own dragon cub should be pampered. After confirming that the basilisk had left, he followed it.

"This is a coincidence, Harry."

Harry's eyes twitched, hiding his doubts well.

"How did you end up here?"

"Um... this is also a coincidence. I was planning to go back to the common room."

"Really? I was going back too.

I suggest we leave here first."

"What about them?" Harry pointed at Nick and Justin. "We can't just ignore them!"

"Someone will take care of them. It doesn't have to be us.

Listen to me. Let's get out of here quickly, or..."

"We've been caught red-handed."

A cold voice appeared at the entrance of the corridor. Filch looked at the two men gloomily. His eyes stayed on Aaron for a moment and then fixed on Harry.

"I'm going to expel you this time, Potter. Remember what I said."

"No, Filch, it's not like that." Harry said anxiously, but Filch did not stop and left the place decisively.

"Otherwise, this would happen." Aaron shook his head speechlessly. If he had known earlier, he would not have advised him. If he had just left, it would not have been so troublesome.