Chapter 187 Requisition of the Bathroom

"Myrtle's bathroom?" Others were still confused, but Professor McGonagall had thought of something and asked solemnly, "Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but almost certain.

That bathroom was the first crime scene fifty years ago, so it's a big suspect.

And there were a lot of water stains at the crime scene on the night Mrs. Norris was murdered. This is definitely not a coincidence."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and confirmed Aaron's judgment in her heart.

"Let's go without delay."

"Wait." Aaron hurriedly stopped several people, "We still have to make some preparations."

"What else do we need to prepare?" Professor Flitwick said anxiously, "Ginny's life or death is uncertain now!"

"That's why we have to make full preparations. If something happens to you, who will guarantee the safety of hundreds of students?" Aaron explained patiently, and then he looked at Professor McGonagall, "The school needs Dumbledore now. I know you can contact him, and you must contact him."

Professor McGonagall nodded, "I'll notify him right away, but it will take some time."

"In addition, my dormitory has the only two surviving roosters in the entire Hogwarts. I'm sure that the diary doesn't know about their existence.

With them, the basilisk is not a threat and there is nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing this, Lockhart, who was pretending to be fainted, instantly stood up, climbed up from the ground as if nothing had happened, and his face returned to rosy.

"Maybe I've been too tired recently and fell asleep accidentally." Lockhart smiled and showed eight white teeth, "By the way, where were we talking just now?

Fighting monsters, right? No problem, leave it to me!

But I need one, no, two roosters, and they have to be lively and energetic."

Hearing this, Aaron's mouth twitched constantly. Does this weirdo have to show his presence at this time?

Others also frowned involuntarily. With such a face, I'm afraid they can't even break the killing curse.

"Aaron, business is important." Professor McGonagall said, "You go and prepare first. Let's go to Myrtle's bathroom to find the entrance to the secret room. We won't act casually before you come."

Aaron nodded, turned around and ran to the Slytherin common room, while all the professors went to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

Back in the dormitory, Aaron quickly removed the cage, lifted the Disillusionment Curse, and released the rooster that had been raised for half a year.

The two roosters flapped their wings and crowed, but before they could be happy for long, Abe glanced over.

A dragon's might pressed down on their hearts, and the two roosters immediately became obedient.

Aaron took a deep breath, pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, and took out the silver sword inside.

He didn't know if he would use this sword, but just in case, he still made a summoning magic circle and put the sword into the summoning space.

When he came out, many Slytherins looked at him unexpectedly, because the two roosters in his hands were too conspicuous.

"What's going on with you?" Draco asked curiously, "Where did the two roosters come from?"

"This is Professor McGonagall's order, I don't know.

I have to go out for a while, you stay in the common room before the new order is issued, don't run around casually." Aaron explained vaguely and walked out with the rooster.

Ten minutes later, Aaron rushed to the third floor of the castle, and then saw Harry and the other two standing in the corner like children who had made mistakes, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"How can you be here?" Professor McGonagall asked loudly.

"We..." Harry hesitated, not knowing what to say, but at this time he saw Aaron coming over with two roosters, and immediately understood what happened, and immediately said: "We also want to help? Aaron knows."

"Another one who wants to help?" Professor Snape sneered, "No, it's three, but you three are a little overconfident.

You are not needed here, hurry back to the dormitory."

"Wait, maybe they are really needed here." Aaron said hurriedly, and then looked at Harry meaningfully, "There is a person here who speaks Parseltongue!"

Professor Snape frowned slightly. To be fair, he didn't want Harry Potter to take risks, but what Aaron said was not unreasonable.

"Yes, Professor Snape." Ron smiled carelessly, "Harry is the only wizard in the school who can speak Parseltongue."

"Weasley, you are the last person who should be so happy." Snape said sarcastically, "your sister was captured and taken to the Chamber of Secrets!"

"What?"

Ron's face changed drastically, and his body fell backwards weakly. If Harry and Hermione hadn't helped him in time, he would have had a close contact with the floor.

"Ginny." Ron murmured in disbelief: "How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this.

She is a pure blood and shouldn't be captured in the Chamber of Secrets."

"That's the truth. The only good news is that she is now in danger of death."

Hearing this, Ron glared at Aaron with red eyes, "Can this be good news?"

"Don't look at me like that. After I knew she was in trouble, I told several professors everything, including who the heir of Slytherin is?"

"Do you know who the heir is?" Hermione asked.

"I know." Aaron nodded, "To be honest, we have all seen him and even had some contact with him.

But the luckiest one is Harry Potter, who was able to save his life."

"Uh... Can you explain it more clearly?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Tom Riddle's diary is the culprit, the real murderer behind the scenes." Aaron said meaningfully, "The magic in the diary will make people slowly lost and then controlled by it."

Several people stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning.

"Now you understand, I would never stand out no matter what, but sometimes I really can't help myself.

This morning, I agreed with Ginny to hand over Riddle's diary to me for safekeeping, and then find a way to destroy it, but I didn't expect..."

"It's all your fault." Ron roared angrily, his fists clenched and creaked.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't accuse anyone.

I told you about Ginny's suspicion a few months ago, and you promised her that she was fine.

If you had been more reliable at the time, the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets would have been solved long ago, and she wouldn't have been in such a big danger."

"I..." Ron's expression froze, and his anger instantly turned into endless self-blame, "Then you shouldn't have let her go to get the diary alone."

"Hehe! Hehe!

She came to me because she didn't want you to know. If she hadn't really had no other way, she wouldn't have asked me, a Slytherin, for help.

Besides, I didn't expect that the diary had this... Such a great magic.

I originally promised her to keep it a secret, but now it is obviously impossible to keep it a secret, otherwise her life may not be saved. "

"Okay, you guys." Professor McGonagall interrupted, "Business is important, if there are any conflicts, let's talk about it after rescuing Ginny!"

"I brought the roosters." Aaron handed the two roosters to Professor McGonagall, "They are the nemesis of the basilisk."

"Leave it to me!" Lockhart said with a smile, "I promise to take down the basilisk."

He can't play in high-end games, low-end games, and he can't play in favorable games, but if he can't seize the opportunity in a muddled game, then his twenty years of life will be in vain.

Holding the rooster to that station, he can win an epic victory with his eyes closed. This opportunity is impossible in dreams.

Killing the giant snake and saving Hogwarts will definitely add a strong touch to his career.

Professor McGonagall glanced at him with disdain. Although she knew that this smiling guy was definitely unreliable, she still handed the rooster to him.

Because at this moment, no one present would value these two roosters more than Lockhart.

"Let's find the Chamber of Secrets first!" Snape said lightly.

Everyone pushed open the door of the bathroom and walked in in a mighty manner.

Myrtle, who was complaining on the ceiling, suddenly flew down, "Why do so many people think of coming to me, and there are quite a few professors?"

"Sorry, Myrtle, we have requisitioned this bathroom today." Professor McGonagall said, "This matter is very important, I am not discussing it with you."

Myrtle was a little reluctant, but looking at this luxurious lineup, she could only nod helplessly, "Okay, but I have a small condition."

She pointed at Aaron who was hiding behind the crowd and smiled like a nympho, "During the requisition period, just let him talk to me."

After the voice fell, everyone's eyes fell on Aaron, especially Snape, who showed a weird smile at the corner of his mouth.

Aaron's eyes twitched, and he said coldly: "Dream on, unless it's the next life, don't think of me selling my body."

"I just like your pride."

Hearing this, Aaron wanted to throw a spell on her face.

But the education he received since childhood told him not to hit women, so he could only suppress his anger and look at Professor Flitwick with helplessness, "You are the headmaster of Ravenclaw, so please say a few words!"

"Me?" Flitwick pointed at himself in surprise, "But she had been dead for decades when I was the headmaster, and I didn't even know her."

"Myrtle, we can't agree to your conditions." Professor McGonagall said, "Next we need Aaron's help, we can't do it without him."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"It's related to the cause of your death." Aaron said, "If you want to know who killed you fifty years ago, cooperate well and don't get in our way."

Myrtle heard this, tangled for a while, cried and flew up, "I'll cooperate."

"Do you remember where you died?" Harry asked.

"It should be there." Myrtle pointed to the pool in front and said, "That faucet never flows water."

Everyone went forward to check, and checked the pool from top to bottom, inside and out, but did not find anything abnormal.

"Could it be that you remembered it wrongly?" Lockhart asked, "If so, tell me. It's normal not to remember things that happened fifty years ago."

"She remembered it right." Hermione said suddenly, and then pointed to a small snake carved on the side of the faucet, "This is the symbol of Slytherin."

"But how do we open it?" Professor Sprout asked.

"Serpent language." Aaron said, "Only people who know serpent language can open it."

Harry nodded seriously, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, he hissed at the faucet: Open it.