Chapter 172 Coincidence Is Indeed Not a Coincidence

"Pureblood!"

After the words fell, the stone door slowly opened.

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione who was reading the password in disbelief, "How did you know? Slytherin should not tell their password to others."

"Of course I guessed it." Hermione said excitedly, "I thought of a dozen passwords that could match Slytherin, but I didn't expect to succeed in one go. It seems that we are lucky."

The three of them walked through the stone door and entered a long and narrow basement.

This was their first time entering the Slytherin common room. The walls and ceiling were made of rocks, and a chandelier with green light was hung on the ceiling.

A pile of flames burned in the fireplace, making crackling sounds, reflecting the figures of several Slytherins around.

"This is the Slytherin common room!" Ron said with some disdain, "It's cold, dark, and has a weird green light. It feels completely different from Gryffindor."

"That's normal. Slytherin represents the element of water, and Gryffindor represents the element of fire.

The styles are naturally incompatible."

"Don't worry about it for now. We still have 45 minutes. We have to find Aaron quickly." Harry said anxiously, "Does anyone know where his dormitory is?"

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, thinking that Harry was a little too anxious.

It was luck that they could enter the Slytherin common room. They also wanted to find Aaron's dormitory directly to make sure that they were not making things difficult for the two Gryffindors.

"Okay!" Harry reacted, looking a little embarrassed, "We have to find someone to ask."

Ron walked directly to a girl, "Excuse me, I forgot where Gaius's dormitory is, can you help me?"

"Are you talking about Senior Aaron Gaius?" The female student blushed, "I really want to help you, but the male and female dormitories are separate.

If you want to find him, can you help me ask him if he is satisfied with my Christmas gift?

By the way, my name is..."

Ron left with a disappointed look before the girl finished speaking.

"Can you use your brain?" Hermione said speechlessly, "If she tells you where the male dormitory is, it would be abnormal if she tells you."

"It's not that there is no gain!" Ron sat on the sofa awkwardly, "At least it proves that Aaron's influence in Slytherin is not less than Harry's in Gryffindor."

Harry's mouth twitched, this seems a little different!

Most of his fame was given by Voldemort, and he himself was puzzled and even felt that he was unworthy of it, but Aaron's fame came from his own personal charm.

"How about I ask another man?"

"No." Hermione did not agree with this method, and pondered: "Draco and Aaron have a good relationship, and Crabbe and Goyle are Draco's followers.

Others may not know Aaron's dormitory, but the three of them must know it."

"Then do we wait here?" Harry looked at his watch, "We only have less than three quarters of time left."

Just when the three were at a loss, a figure appeared in front of them.

Looking up, the Slytherin prefect was looking at them meaningfully, with a faint smile on his face.

The three people's hearts suddenly skipped a beat, and their breathing became unsteady. Could this be exposed?

They couldn't help but worry. First of all, Naylor was a senior magician, and it was possible that he could see the problem.

Secondly, this was the first time Hermione prepared the Polyjuice Potion. It seemed to be successful, but the efficacy could not be perfect, and there would be some discrepancies with the description in the book.

However, as Naylor spoke, the three of them gradually calmed down.

"I can see that you are bothered."

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she said in Malfoy's tone: "Yes, I have something to discuss with Aaron, but I don't know how to say it."

"Can you tell me about it?

I am a prefect. Although my responsibility is to regulate students' behavior, it is also possible to help students solve some small problems."

"Then take us to Aaron's dormitory!" Harry blurted out, but then saw the puzzled look on Naylor's face, and immediately added: "I mean our boss needs a little bit of motivation."

"Is it that serious?" Naylor looked at Draco, "With your relationship with him, what else can make you feel embarrassed?"

"Uh..." Hermione hesitated for a moment, "Quidditch."

Naylor suddenly realized that he also knew that Slytherin was able to win the Quidditch championship this time thanks to Aaron's tactics.

But this trick may not work next time. If you want to ensure the results, you still have to ask his opinion. It is estimated that Draco is embarrassed because he can't pull his face!

"I'll take you there. It's about the honor of Slytherin, there's no need to hesitate."

Naylor said as he led the way. The three looked at each other and quickly put away the smiles on their faces.

When they came to a wooden door, Naylor knocked on it.

Aaron heard the sound and quickly put the half-drawn magic circle into his pocket, covered the clue wall and the makeshift chicken coop, and then opened the door.

"Prefect, and Draco, what do you want?"

"It's like this, Draco..."

"I want to talk to you about something." Hermione interrupted Naylor immediately. They had limited time, and asking about Quidditch tactics was a complete waste.

Harry and Ron's eyes flashed with regret. If they could figure out Aaron's tactics in advance, the next championship would be a foregone conclusion.

Aaron raised his eyebrows and let them in directly.

But Naylor didn't stay for long. He could only do this. If he interfered in the affairs of the Slytherin team again, Flint would be unhappy.

"Tell me! What do you want to see me for?" Aaron asked, sitting on a chair. "You three actually came here together."

"I just want to ask you about the Chamber of Secrets." Hermione said hesitantly, "Now many people say that you are the heir of Slytherin."

"The wind direction has changed so quickly, shouldn't it be Harry Potter?"

"You know your reputation in Slytherin, and we prefer to believe that you are the heir."

"Hehe!" Aaron smiled contemptuously, "But I am obviously not, you should know that I have been investigating this matter after Halloween."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at Harry and Ron, and was relieved and at a loss at the same time.

This is completely different from what they imagined. Aaron is not the real murderer behind the scenes, and even Draco Malfoy is not.

Harry couldn't accept it. If both of them were ruled out, then he would be the only suspect left in Hogwarts.

"Is it really not you? Then why do you appear at the crime scene every time?"

"Gore, your attitude in asking questions is exactly the same as Harry's. I don't seem to have any reason to answer you!"

"Don't bother with him, Aaron." Hermione said immediately, "Gore actually hopes that you are the heir, so that the safety of Slytherin College can be guaranteed."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips, "Gaius and Slytherin's friendship can be traced back to more than a thousand years ago, but I can be sure that I don't have any Slytherin blood in me."

"That's really... Too bad." Ron said embarrassedly, "Slytherin is a holy wizard!"

"It's not that our family has never produced a holy wizard. It's nothing great." Aaron said indifferently. There are at least seven or eight holy wizards in his family's secret room.

Is he proud? Is he proud?

Ron opened his mouth and was speechless. In some ways, the hidden family does have a stronger foundation than their pure-blood families.

Harry kept winking at Hermione who was immersed in astonishment.

Aaron is not the heir of Slytherin, which is worth being happy about, but they can't come here in vain!

With Draco Malfoy's identity, many questions can be answered, and Aaron must have clues about the Chamber of Secrets, which cannot be missed.

Hermione came back to her senses and looked at Aaron with some guilt, "That... Actually, I also want to know why you can appear at the crime scene every time.

Don't tell me it's a coincidence! This reason can only fool Harry Potter."

Harry:......

This sounds weird, but it does fit Malfoy's character.

"Okay!" Aaron took Abe on the table into his arms and said proudly: "You also know its identity. My dragon cub is special and can sense murderous intent to a certain extent.

It can sense every time the creatures in the Chamber of Secrets want to attack students, so... you understand."

Hermione and Ron looked at Harry involuntarily, with complex emotions flashing in their eyes, with blame, but more sympathy.

What is this?

Those times were indeed not coincidences, but Aaron was indeed not the heir of Slytherin.

Harry also understood, and he was so embarrassed that he could dig out a Hogwarts with his feet. If there was a crack on the ground, he really wanted to get in immediately.

However, just as he thought about it, his cheeks twitched, because there was really a neat cut on the floor, which was tailor-made for him.

Harry hurriedly shifted his gaze and didn't look at the crack.

"Aaron, have you found out who the real murderer is?" Hermione asked tentatively, "Or do you have any other clues?"

Aaron thought for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"Did you find out?" Harry slapped his thigh excitedly. If Ron hadn't bumped his arm, he would have jumped up.

"You're too excited, Goyle.

I just have some clues, and there's still a long way to go to find the heir of Slytherin." Aaron smiled faintly, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Hogwarts had been looking for the Chamber of Secrets for decades but hadn't found it, but he had found the real clues and even knew the identity of the monster in the Chamber of Secrets.