Chapter 159 The Monster's Identity: Basilisk

After hearing Aaron's clues, Hagrid was surprised but still shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Are you kidding?

No one in the whole Hogwarts knows more about magical animals than you."

"That's what you said, but..." Hagrid hesitated for a moment and said embarrassedly: "This is only relative.

I am very familiar with the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, but the magic world is very large, and there are countless types of magical creatures. It is simply not possible for a Forbidden Forest to accommodate them.

For example, there are no dragons, thunderbirds, phoenixes, or unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. .

I have been a forest ranger for nearly fifty years, and my horizons are only slightly wider than this forest, but even so, I am considered an expert in magical zoology. "

Aaron thought about it and sighed regretfully, "I thought I could gain something from you!"

"Hagrid, you are the victim fifty years ago, I need you to tell me the clues you know.

Don't think about perfunctory me, you must know something."

Hagrid's eyes moved slightly, his face was a little flustered, and he smiled awkwardly: "I may really know nothing."

Seeing his performance, Aaron immediately had the answer in his heart.

He stepped forward and patted his shoulder, looking directly into Hagrid's eyes, "Hagrid, in my heart you are the most honest and kindest wizard.

You must have your own difficulties if you don't want to tell me, but the Chamber of Secrets has been opened again.

Last time a student died, and no one knows how many people will die this time, and the consequences are serious.

But we can completely stop all this before the tragedy happens, or at least minimize the damage.

So, for Hogwarts, I believe you know what to do."

Hagrid swallowed his saliva and was silent for a long time before speaking: "Actually, I don't know much."

Aaron's face bloomed with a smile, and he calmly picked up the teacup on the table, "It doesn't matter, tell me as much as you know."

"The monster in the Chamber of Secrets must be the natural enemy of spiders, not a possibility." Hagrid stammered, "This is what Aragog told me.

It's a giant eight-eyed spider I raised, the kind that's fifty years old."

Puff!

Aaron sprayed a mouthful of tea on Hagrid's face, leaving a lot of water stains on his thick beard.

"What did you say?" Aaron stood up in astonishment, and was speechless when he saw Hagrid, who was keeping his head down like a child who had done something wrong.

It was okay for him to have a three-headed dog before, after all, he had to use it to guard the trapdoor, and it was tied up.

Raising a dragon was harmless, at least Dumbledore had sent it away before Norbert grew up.

But this time it was an eight-eyed giant spider! It was a ferocious carnivorous animal with extremely strong toxicity. A fifty-year-old eight-eyed giant spider would probably be as big as a small mountain.

"Don't tell me this eight-eyed giant spider is in Hogwarts."

"It's kept in the Forbidden Forest!" Hagrid said weakly, "But don't worry, Aragog listens to me very much and has not hurt humans for so many years.

And Dumbledore also knows its existence, so I think... things are not that serious."

Aaron heard this and sat back slowly.

Dumbledore, the headmaster, is still very reliable. Since he knows, it means that Aragog is not that dangerous.

"Okay! I can reluctantly believe you.

What else did Aragog not tell you?"

"No, I asked it many times, but it didn't dare to say the name of that creature." Hagrid said, "Every time I can feel that it is very scared."

"It is more or less a clue." Aaron murmured, not very disappointed in his heart, "What else do you know?"

Hagrid shook his head, "No more."

"Think carefully, don't miss some details, this may be the key to solving the case."

Hagrid frowned when he heard it, and sat quietly in the same place recalling what happened fifty years ago, "By the way, the student who was killed at that time was from Ravenclaw, and it seems to be called Myrtle. She died in the bathroom."

Aaron heard it, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

He admired his luck a little. He found the victim and the pseudo-heir fifty years ago.

"Anything else?"

Hagrid paused for a moment, "That's all, really."

"Okay!" Aaron smiled softly, "Although the clues you provided are of no help at the moment, thank you very much, Hagrid.

One more thing, I'll keep my inquiry to you confidential as much as possible."

"But what about Dumbledore?"

"Do you think our headmaster, the wise and intelligent Albus Dumbledore, would not think of what I said?

But he can't say anything before finding the Chamber of Secrets, otherwise it will easily cause panic."

Hagrid suddenly realized, "Yes, he must know, he must know."

After leaving Hagrid's hut, Aaron went directly to the library.

There must be records of that monster here, but it is definitely not easy to find its information from the dense sea of ​​books.

"Mrs. Pince, can you find me a book about magical animals?"

"Which one do you want?

Can you be more specific? It's better to have a title." Mrs. Pince said, "It will be difficult if there is no title. There are at least dozens of such books in the library."

Aaron couldn't help but smack his lips when he heard it, "Whatever! Let me see ten books first."

"Ten books?"

"Twenty books are fine. You know my talent. I can remember everything I see.

If you don't mind the fatigue, thirty books are no problem. In short, the more detailed the better. I don't want to miss any magical animals."

"You may have to wait for me for a while." Mrs. Pince raised her eyebrows, then drew out her wand and walked to the bookshelf not far away.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Pince came over from a corner, with a pile of books floating behind her, one by one spread on a row of empty tables.

Aaron looked at the wall of books piled on the table and was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on? Where are the dozens of books? Did they add a zero at the end?

"Everything you want is here, but the number is a little more than I thought.

After all, you know that not every book is dedicated to introducing magical creatures. Some books may only mention them in a few vague sentences, or even pass them over as myths and legends.

That's you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have taken out so much.

By the way, there are some records in the restricted area, but I don't have the permission to lend you the books there even if I want to."

"Thank you, Madam Pince, for your trouble." Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, broke off a few pieces of books and walked towards a desk, his back was particularly lonely.

Even if he had a photographic memory, it was still a pure physical job to find the answer in hundreds or even more books.

But after checking, he found that things were much simpler than he thought. He thought it would take a month to find the answer, but the record in the book was very simple. With the help of the catalog, he could find the part about magical animals at a glance.

In just one afternoon, he tore down the wall of books.

He thought he had to read them one by one, but he didn't expect the process to be as simple as looking up a dictionary.

In order to avoid omissions, he roughly flipped through each book. After many comparisons, he finally determined the answer in three books that looked particularly worn.

Basilisk.

A snake-like magical creature that can live for hundreds of years. It eats a variety of food and eats everything, but spiders are its favorite.

It has deadly fangs and can kill people with its stare. Anyone who is stared at by its eyes will die immediately.

After reading this, Aaron frowned. His second task was to kill the monster in the secret room, which meant that he would have to face the basilisk sooner or later.

The danger of the basilisk is needless to say. The magic that can kill people with just one look is terrifying, but it is somewhat exaggerated.

At least for those truly powerful wizards, the lethality will be discounted, otherwise Salazar Slytherin would not have kept it.

If he is not careful, he will be sent away.

Slytherin, who is shrewd, self-protective, and interests-oriented, will never leave a time bomb around him.

But even so, the gaze of the basilisk is not something that a mere wizard like him can face.

"Why not try with a mirror." Aaron thought secretly. According to legend, Perseus killed Medusa through the reflection of a bronze mirror.

But at this time, he suddenly thought of Mrs. Norris who was petrified, and immediately put away this idea of ​​​​suicidal.

Mrs. Norris did not die, but was petrified.

This shows that it did not look directly into the eyes of the basilisk. Thinking of the water stains at the crime scene, it may have seen the eyes of the basilisk indirectly through the reflection, so it was lucky to save its life.

Looking directly into its eyes means death, and seeing its eyes indirectly will also turn you to stone. This is too difficult!

Snap!

Aaron closed the book, looked at the sunset outside the window and let out a long breath.

If he wanted to kill the basilisk alone, he would have to think long and hard, but if he called Dumbledore, or added a few professors... he would also have to think long and hard.

After all, he has not found the Chamber of Secrets yet, and the situation is that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light.

And the heir of Slytherin is still in Hogwarts. He is definitely not a pushover. Before confirming his identity, everything must be kept low-key, otherwise he will easily be mistaken for an early-rising bug.

"Did you find what you wanted?" asked Madam Pince. "I guess you did."

"Yes! Madam Pince, I just feel that my brain is a little overwhelmed now." Aaron said, "Please help me register this book. I haven't finished reading it yet.

It may contain the knowledge I need, so I need to borrow it for a while."

"Okay." Madam Pince smiled, "I will lend it to you for a month, enough time for you to memorize the whole book."

"Is this too long?"

Madam Pince shook her head. "You take good care of books. I believe you won't let them get damaged."

"Of course, I promise."