Chapter 200 Dumbledore's Talk

Gurgle~

Justin's stomach rumbled at an inopportune time. He smiled awkwardly and immediately turned his eyes to the plate next to Aaron.

There were four hot chicken legs in the plate, and there happened to be a ghost who couldn't eat among the five victims, so there was just enough to share.

"Are these prepared for us?"

As soon as the voice fell, Abe jumped in front of the plate and glared at Justin fiercely.

Dare to snatch food from the dragon's mouth, don't you want to live?

"Uh... It seems that it's not prepared for us."

"Obviously." Aaron shrugged, "Of course, if you want to snatch food from my cat..."

Abe opened his mouth and showed two rows of sharp teeth.

Seeing this, Justin couldn't help but shudder. He actually felt the pressure from Abe that was not weaker than that of the giant snake...

Illusion, it must be an illusion

This cat looks completely harmless, even the grinning face when protecting food is silly and cute, even Penelope's attention is attracted by it, how could it be related to a scary monster!

"Breakfast time has passed." Professor McGonagall said with a smile, "But there is a banquet waiting for you tonight. Dumbledore wants everyone to relax, you can celebrate until tomorrow morning."

"Before that, you still have to be hospitalized and examined." Madam Pomfrey said seriously, "One or two hours will be enough, we have to make sure that the Mandrake Herb completely eliminates your negative state."

Aaron gave a sympathetic look to several people, and then got off the bed, "Madam Pomfrey, can I leave?"

"Of course, Mr. Gaius, anytime."

Aaron gave Abe a look, he nodded excitedly, wiped his saliva and quickly ate his breakfast.

In less than a minute, the four chicken legs turned into chicken bones, and Abe patted his stomach with satisfaction.

"This..." Colin's eyes widened, "It eats too much!"

"That's not important." Penelope looked at Aaron and said embarrassedly, "Can I hug it?"

"Let's do it next time! Senior.

It just finished its meal, I have to take it to digest the food."

Aaron picked up the heavy pet and walked out of the school hospital.

"Professor McGonagall, can you tell us what happened these days?" Colin asked curiously, "How did Harry Potter find the Chamber of Secrets, and how did he defeat the basilisk and catch the mastermind?"

"This..." Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout looked at each other, "Mr. Creevey, you can go to Harry Potter in person to ask.

The two of us will leave first, everyone will be very happy to know that you have recovered."

......

Slytherin common room.

Aaron received a lot of Slytherin's eyes as soon as he walked in, full of admiration.

Especially the first-year students, the admiration on their faces was almost uncontrollable.

This is one of the four people who found the Chamber of Secrets. He also suppressed the brilliance of the three Gryffindors. He is the face of Slytherin.

"Why are you all looking at me?

The final exam is coming soon. Don't you need to review?"

Aaron is still very prestigious in Slytherin. Even the prefects can't compare to him. When he said a word, many students looked away embarrassedly.

A little girl plucked up her courage and walked up to Aaron with a red face, "Senior, my name is Xilin, can you sign for me?"

Aaron was stunned for a moment and felt helpless.

He can be regarded as experiencing the troubles of celebrities, but he is still luckier than Harry. At least his fans are much more rational than Colin, and they are still quite cute girls.

Aaron noticed the girl's admiring eyes and couldn't help but sneer, "I haven't signed for anyone yet, and I don't think my signature has any value.

But you are the first person to ask me for this, and it's not appropriate to refuse."

"Then you agreed, senior." Xilin excitedly took out a pen and paper and handed it to Aaron expectantly.

"You came prepared!" Aaron looked at her with some appreciation, "But not now, wait until you pass all the subjects in the final exam before coming to me!"

Although regretful, Xilin still nodded.

"Not bad!" Naylor came over and smiled meaningfully, "You have learned to make promises to your junior schoolmate."

"I am very serious about my first autograph in my life, but I seem to have been living a relatively quiet life recently. When did I become so popular?"

"After last night.

Dumbledore said that Harry Potter and his friends were able to find the Chamber of Secrets thanks to some clues you provided, and you also found the basilisk in the library with great difficulty.

The most important thing is that you played a significant role in the battle. The headmaster did not elaborate on the details, but he emphasized that you were the only one injured among the four people."

Hearing this, Aaron stood there in a daze, with thunder and lightning rolling in his heart.

Too mean, Dumbledore's heart is so dirty.

He seemed to have said nothing, satisfying Aaron's low-key request, but it seemed that he had said everything. People who don't know the truth will have wild thoughts because he is the only injured person, and even involuntarily put him in the role of a hero.

"Aaron, Aaron..." Naylor waved in front of Aaron, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

"Really?" Naylor was a little skeptical, "But why do I hear the sound of grinding teeth?"

"Uh... I have a toothache recently." Aaron stopped biting his back teeth, and the clacking sound disappeared instantly.

"Okay!" Naylor sat on the sofa, "Logically speaking, you just got out of the hospital, I shouldn't disturb you, but as a prefect, I think I need to know what happened last night?"

"Is this important?" Aaron said speechlessly.

"It's very important." Naylor nodded solemnly, "There are many Slytherins like Celine who are confident in their bloodline but are frightened by the basilisk.

I need to tell them about your battle with the basilisk and the murderer behind the scenes in the Chamber of Secrets. The more detailed the better. This story will give them a shot of confidence."

Aaron's eyes twitched slightly. Are you serious about your attitude of being full?

"Haha! Prefect, in fact, I really didn't put in much effort. It was Harry..."

"Don't be modest, Gaius." Naylor joked playfully, "Percy also asked Harry Potter and others last night, but they were vague and didn't say any useful information.

Then there is only one truth left, and you are the main force, right?"

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Aaron clapped his hands while crying silently in his heart. He really wanted to ask Dumbledore: Is it fun to play like this?

He didn't know what those junior students would think, but senior students like Naylor could guess something, but there was no evidence.

"Did I guess right?"

"No, you guessed wrong." Aaron said expressionlessly, "I applauded because I simply thought you had a good imagination and Lockhart's writing talent."

Naylor's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly, "What happened in the secret room?"

"I can't remember." Aaron rubbed his head, "I seem to have been hit by a forgetfulness spell, my head hurts, and I need to rest."

Aaron walked towards the dormitory, faster and faster, not giving Naylor a chance to ask questions.

Gilderoy Lockhart was still somewhat useful. Although he didn't teach Aaron even a little useful magic, he was definitely the best teacher in pretending to be confused.

After closing the dormitory door, Aaron let out a long breath.

"I can see that you are not in a good mood." The thought body chuckled.

"Don't mention it. Let me tell you a joke. The heart of the greatest white magician of this century is even darker than that of the absolute dark lord."

"I agree with this. I also heard some rumors when I came back last night.

That old man is really not doing anything, but I have to admire his wisdom.

He did what we asked and quietly shared the credit among the four people, but he also achieved his own goal. A few smart people will focus on us.

However, it's harmless, at least for now."

"That's all I can think of." Aaron said helplessly, and then he turned his eyes to a pile of sketches on the desk filled with various magic arrays, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Have you been working hard since last night?"

"Almost, only about two hundred pages!" The thought body said proudly.

Aaron thought that the clone was indeed reliable. He started working hard on the first day.

But when he carefully checked the work of the thought body, his expression became a little strange, "This, this, this..."

"This is normal." The thought body continued.

"Normal?" Aaron slammed the table angrily, "There are very few advanced magic circles in these two hundred pages, most of them are intermediate magic circles, and even low-level ones account for a large proportion.

Brother, we are all wizards who can draw ultimate magic circles. Even a thousand years ago, we were considered elites, but you actually fooled me with these.

Even if you can draw an ultimate magic circle in one night, it will be more meaningful than these things!"

"I want to, but I can't do it."

"Can't do it?"

The thought body nodded slightly, "You forgot that my current magic energy is only a high-level advanced magician, not even a wizard. It's not easy to do these. You can't really let me just draw pictures!"

"This..." Aaron laughed awkwardly, "Then there's no need to practice elementary magic circles! Isn't this a pure waste of time?"

"You know yourself. You have to have some fun when you're tired from work!"

Aaron widened his eyes. It made sense. He couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"Okay! You convinced me."

"Can you please not talk to me in this tone in the future?

We have the same personality. In other words, you would do the same if you were me.

And..." The thought body paused for a moment and said playfully, "You can't beat me now."

"This joke is not funny."

Aaron rolled his eyes. He had absolute control over the thought body. People who didn't know would think that the clone was going to devour the master!

But then he thought of the ring that sealed the magic power on his left hand, and opened his mouth in surprise, "Watfa..."

"I thought you should have thought of it last night." The thought body teased with some surprise, "Original body, I have to say a few words to you.

You can't relax just because you have my cheating device, otherwise your brain will become dull."

"This joke is even less funny than the previous one. "Aaron said a little frustrated, because his magic energy dropped from 5,000 to 2,500 after the separation of his thought body, and the ring on his hand would seal half of his magic energy, so his magic energy was cut in half again, becoming half of half.

Although this is in line with his low-key idea, the gap in strength from a junior magician to a junior high-level magician is too big, and he needs time to slow down.

"Think about it, a thirteen-year-old junior high-level magician is also a genius, stronger than most students in the school." The thought body comforted, "If you can't accept it, you can give me the ring.

We can exchange it, it is natural that the clone is weaker than the original body!"

"Don't even think about it." Aaron immediately held the ring, and then took a deep breath, "This is not bad, at least the mentality can be stabilized.

To be honest, I did get a little cocky after advancing to a magician and defeating the sixteen-year-old Voldemort. "