Chapter 178 The Diary Thrown in the Bathroom

A few weeks later, students who had spent Christmas returned to school and started a new semester.

Harry and his friends carefully checked the three common rooms during this period. Their method was very simple and crude. They put on invisibility cloaks and waited for Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw students to help them open the doors of the common rooms.

Of course, Gryffindor's common room was their own territory, so it was not so troublesome to check.

In addition, they also conducted a secret investigation on the 23 suspects according to the list given by Aaron, but there was no gain.

Fortunately, the heir of Slytherin seemed to have stopped during this period, and no attacks occurred again.

"So, you really didn't find anything?" Aaron walked in the corridor, looking at Ron thoughtfully, "What about Ginny? Are you sure you are not partial?"

"She is definitely not without any suspicion, I guarantee it with my character." Ron said seriously, "Every time I hinted about the Chamber of Secrets, she was very scared, and once she pushed me, her brother, down."

"Is that so? That's difficult.

I checked all the students in the school and only selected these 23, but now the clues are broken again."

"There is no mechanism in the common room, which can be confirmed to have no connection with the Chamber of Secrets." Harry murmured, "The principal's office can be basically ruled out, and only the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake are left."

"There is another location." Hermione looked at Aaron, "You should tell us about it!"

"No." Aaron refused without thinking, "I would rather check the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake first than go to that kind of place."

The three of them looked at each other when they heard this.

Is this last location more dangerous than the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake?

"Then can you go ask the heir from fifty years ago..." Harry hesitated for a while, "Maybe he has some clues."

"His clues are in the Forbidden Forest. They are not valuable and very dangerous. I don't recommend you to go." Aaron frowned slightly and continued, "Maybe you didn't check carefully enough, or maybe I missed something important.

Our progress is stuck here. If we want to go further, we can only wait for the heir to make a move next time."

"It's better not to."

"I think so too, but the heir may not be so kind." Aaron said as he walked up the last step, but he stepped into a puddle as soon as he took a step.

Hermione looked at the corridor that was flooded by the flood, and pointed to the door with the fault notice in surprise, "I think it might be the common room that is leaking, it should be the Moaning Myrtle.

How about we go over and take a look?"

Aaron was stunned for a moment, and slowly stepped back, "You go! I'll wait here, I don't like dealing with that female ghost."

The three shrugged, picked up their robes, and waded through the water.

A few minutes later, Aaron heard Myrtle's yelling, even though there was more than ten meters and a door between them, the sound was particularly clear.

When Harry and the others came out, their shoes and socks were all soaked.

"It's probably a prank, I don't know who turned on all the taps." Hermione said.

"And this." Harry picked up a completely wet diary with a black cover. "The date on it is fifty years ago. The owner's name is Tom Riddle. There is nothing else written."

"Let me see." Aaron took the diary from Harry and took out his wand. "Appear quickly!"

The diary did not respond at all, not a single word was revealed.

"Is there something wrong with this diary?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"This is inevitable." Aaron said confidently, "Fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened once, and fifty years later, a blank diary was thrown in an abandoned girls' bathroom.

This is not a coincidence at all! Maybe there are some secrets hidden in this diary!"

Harry couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard the word coincidence, and smiled awkwardly: "Maybe it's just an ordinary diary!"

"Yes! An ordinary student picked up a diary from fifty years ago, didn't want to spend energy to record anything in it, and found an abandoned place to throw it away." Ron echoed, "At least I would do that."

Aaron looked at the un How could he trust the two of them? He smiled meaningfully, "Why didn't the student throw it into the trash can, but threw it into Myrtle's bathroom?

And he turned on all the taps. Isn't that redundant?"

"Uh..." Hermione said awkwardly, "They were just as suspicious as you before, which caused those misunderstandings."

"Don't talk to me about misunderstandings. It was clearly premeditated." Aaron said unhappily, "I am completely helpless to cooperate with you now.

But I have a simple way to prove my guess."

After the voice fell, Aaron threw the diary into the air and quickly cast a fire spell.

A blazing flame shot out from the wand and hit the diary.

But what surprised the three was that the diary that had been burned by the fire only emitted a few wisps of green smoke, and returned to its original state after a few seconds.

"Humph!" Aaron sneered, "See, this is called facts speak louder than words."

Harry picked up the diary. The soaked part had dried up, and there was still no word in it. It looked like an ordinary diary with a long history.

But at this moment he believed Aaron's words. There must be a secret in this diary, and it is very likely related to the secret room.

"Aaron, do you have any way to crack the secret inside?"

"You really think highly of me." Aaron shook his head and directly cut off Harry's shortcut.

His method had been used just now, but he only came to an accurate conclusion: the diary was protected by powerful magic and was difficult to destroy.

Harry was not disappointed. He looked at the only name on it with his green eyes and murmured, "Tom Riddle, we can start with the name."

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you!" Aaron patted his shoulder, "I'm not very interested in the history of fifty years ago, because I know the expelled heir.

But according to our cooperation terms, if you crack the secret inside, you must tell me unconditionally."

"Got it." Harry put the diary away helplessly.

......

As time went by, the mandrake became moody and taciturn, and was quickly out of the same age.

When their acne disappeared, they could be sliced ​​and boiled into juice to restore the petrified students, animals and ghosts to their original state.

Although the attack incident was still deeply rooted in people's hearts, it had not happened again for so long, and many students had relaxed their vigilance and even told the legend of the secret room as a story.

Gilderoy Lockhart, the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, was the most cheerful.

When people were panicking, he hid faster than anyone else. After the storm passed, he vowed that there would be no more problems, making it seem like he had stopped the heir of Slytherin.

Because there were no other clues for a while, Aaron put more energy into improving himself.

The depiction of advanced magic circles became more and more proficient in constant practice, but Aaron did not dare to test his full strength. If he accidentally demolished the dormitory, it would be a big joke.

The accumulation of magic points barely reached 2,000, which could take down the clone, no, the magic of the thought body.

But just in case, Aaron did not buy it at the first time.

After all, magic points can be directly converted into magic energy, raising one's own strength to the level of a beginner magician, and then facing danger will be more confident.

On Valentine's Day, Harry accidentally knocked over his schoolbag in the corridor because he was avoiding the Valentine's Day card given by Lockhart.

A bottle of ink broke on the floor, staining the books in the schoolbag and Riddle's diary bright red.

But after returning to the dormitory, he found that the diary was still clean.

Realizing that the diary might have absorbed ink, he excitedly sat up from the bed, took out a feather pen from the bedside table, dipped a drop of ink on it.

The black ink spread quickly, but in less than a moment it was absorbed by a blank page of paper.

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help but smile. He felt as if he had discovered the secret of the diary, and immediately wrote in the diary: "My name is Harry Potter."

The line of words flashed, like the drop of ink, seeping into the diary.

After a while, a line of words appeared on the blank page: 'Hello, Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle. '

Harry slightly opened his eyes, looked at the words that gradually disappeared, and was stunned for a few seconds before he barely came back to his senses.

"Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?" Harry wrote, but before he picked up the pen, he thought of something else and continued to add in the diary, "It would be great if there was a specific location of the Chamber of Secrets."

The handwriting slowly disappeared, and soon the diary began to respond: 'I know about the Chamber of Secrets, but I don't know the specific location. '

Harry was a little disappointed. He had thought that he would make a major discovery this time, but it seems that the help this diary can provide is also limited.

With regret, Harry wrote another line of words: "Can you tell me?"

The diary immediately responded: 'The situation that day was very complicated, but you can go into my memory to see it. '

Harry was a little confused. This diary didn't seem to have that ability to enter other people's memories.

But before he could react, another line of words appeared in the diary: 'I'll take you back to fifty years ago. '

The handwriting disappeared, and the diary turned the pages quickly as if it was blown by a strong wind, stopping at the day of June 13th.

Harry carefully picked up the diary, and a strong white light seeped out from the middle, shining on him, bringing him into a world of light and shadow.

When Harry opened his eyes again, he found himself in a gray and white world. Although it was still Hogwarts, he seemed out of tune with everything around him.

He can see everyone and hear their voices clearly, but others can't see him or touch him, and his presence is lower than air.

Riddle's memory corresponds to the time when the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago. Harry followed the young Tom Riddle to meet the then Headmaster Dippet.

From their conversation, he learned about Tom's life experience. He was of mixed blood, his father was a Muggle, his mother was a wizard, and his mother died after giving birth to him. He grew up in a Muggle orphanage.

Comparing silently in his heart, Harry unexpectedly found that he was qualified to sympathize with others for the first time.

Both his parents were wizards, he was a pure-blood wizard, and he inherited a legacy left by his parents.

Although it has been spent almost now, it is at least not a bowl at the beginning.

He also lost both his parents, but at least he experienced the warmth of family, deep fatherly love and great motherly love before he was one year old.

Although he didn't remember the feeling of happiness very clearly, it undoubtedly existed.

He grew up in his aunt's and uncle's house, and the feeling of living under someone else's roof was quite uncomfortable.

Although he was not welcomed and was often bullied by his eldest cousin, this was already a bit of warmth in the world compared to the orphanage fifty years ago where the children were hungry, cold, and sleep poorly.