"Stop!" Behind Harry and Ron, Hermione caught up.

"Hey, don't bother us, we have something important." Ron slapped Hermione off Harry's hand.

"Really? What's the matter? Aitch didn't know when he was standing behind them.

"What will happen to them?" Hermione was disdainful, she turned to Harry and them, "Ever since Lady Loris was petrified, I've seen you sneaking after Aitch, you are suspicious of him, aren't you?" ”

"I tell you, it can't be, Aitch didn't leave the banquet in the middle of the party, and he couldn't have done that terrible thing in the last few minutes he left."

"How could it not be? Are you keeping an eye on him? Ron was unconvinced.

"Hermione, I don't think you know, the day after Halloween, Neville and Malfoy didn't train with Edge, who was said to have important things to do." Harry explained to Hermione.

"So does it matter? I have my own business to do, and I can't protect them like a house elf. Aitch didn't see anything wrong with that.

"But there are a lot of things that can't be explained. We also want to find out who really is responsible. Harry said.

"Then you suspect Edge?" Hermione's voice rose up, drawing the attention of everyone who walked by.

"Hermione, you don't understand the seriousness of this." Ron helped Harry, "I don't know how many people in the school think Harry is the murderer right now. Hufflepuff's Justin walked out of the herb vault, and Harry was about to greet him, when Justin saw him, and then suddenly turned and ran in the opposite direction. ”

"But you can't even think of blaming Edge, he's innocent!" Hermione didn't back down.

"So you've all been lied to by him," Ron pointed at Edge, feeling that he had blinded everyone, "I've discussed it with Harry, and I'm really suspicious of Edge. ”

Aitch knocked the hand that was pointing at him off, making Ron's teeth itch with hatred. "One last time, Weasley, I warn you, don't talk nonsense."

Harry told the two of them what Ron had deduced that night. "It doesn't mean anything, it's just what you think...... You don't have any evidence to support your suspicions! Hermione insisted that Aitch was innocent.

"So we're looking for it." Ron said disgruntlingly, blaming Hermione for letting them be discovered. This reasoning was the most perfect in Ron's life, as long as he found evidence, he could definitely engrave his name on the school's Outstanding Contribution Trophy and put it in the souvenir exhibition room for others to erase. Now that Aitch has found out, Aitch will definitely be more cautious.

"Hmph, you don't know what to do." Hermione said angrily, "You're just assuming that Aitch is the murderer right now, and then you're looking for evidence to prove it, but that's not fair to Aitch!" If Aitch wasn't the murderer, you know how wrong you are? ”

"That's right!" The real reasoning should be to find people by clues, not to find evidence from people. This is what I wrote on the title page of a book. Aitch appreciated Hermione's words and felt that they were in line with him.

"As for Weasley's so-called reasoning?" Aitch smiled dismissively, "All I can say is, don't use your troll brain to speculate on the logic of my thinking. The difference is too great. ”

The humiliation made Ron's face redden, and his two fists clenched tightly.

Harry saw that the momentum was not right, "So what do you say you should do?" ”

"What to do? You don't care about anything, don't do anything, that's the biggest help. Listen, don't take my words as you did last time. Aitch ignored him and ran to the history of magic classroom, where class was about to start in a few minutes. Harry knew that Aitch was referring to the Philosopher's Stone incident, and he was momentarily embarrassed.

"Can Aitch tell me?" Hermione sat down next to Aitch and whispered, "I promise not to speak up until I know." "The perceptive Hermione found out about the Philosopher's Stone incident, and Aitch finally let the three of them get involved, but now he solemnly explained to them and didn't let them touch it at all. Aitch must know something that no one else knows.

"No, Hermione, listen to me, I'm doing it for your good." Aitch still didn't agree.

"Hmph-" Hermione flipped the book open and slammed it on the table, looking angry.

Today's magic lesson was as boring as ever. Professor Binns opened his notebook and began to read his notes. His voice was like a vacuum cleaner, low and boring, and everyone in the class was drowsy, only to wake up occasionally to copy a name or date, and then fall asleep again.

He spoke for half an hour, and then something happened that had never happened before. Hermione raised her hand.

Professor Binns recovered from the dull Witchcraft Ordinance of 1289 and looked up at it, a look of surprise on his face. "Uh-huh——?"

"Professor, I wonder if you can tell me about the secret room." Hermione said clearly in her voice. Aitch whispered a tug at her sleeve, "Hermione......"

Dahn Thomas, who had been looking out the window and sitting with his mouth open, suddenly came back to his senses; Rawai Brown's head lifted as well—Binns blinked.

"My subject is the history of magic," he said gasping in a dull voice. "I'm telling the truth, Miss Granger, not the myths." He cleared his throat, which sounded like the crackling of chalk, and continued, "In September of that year, Sardinia—"

He stopped, as Hermione sat and shook her hand again. "Miss Granger?"

"But sir, aren't legends always based on facts?" Professor Binns looked at her in amazement, Harry was sure that no student had ever dared to interrupt him like this before, whether alive or dead. Aitch slapped a big palm on the head, he underestimated the girl's curiosity, and it seemed that he had written this sentence on the title page of a book.

"Well," Professor Binns said slowly, "yes, I think one can say that. He looked at Hermione intently, as if he had never taken a good look at the student. However, the legend you mentioned is very sensational, even absurd......"

But at this moment, the students in the entire classroom listened intently to every word that Professor Binns said.

He looked gloomily at the faces facing him. Aitch felt that he had been struck by the interest shown by the students.

"Oh, well," he said slowly. "Let me think about it...... Chamber...... We know that Hogwarts was founded by four powerful wizards, but the exact date is unknown. The school's four colleges are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin. Because Muggles were afraid of magic at the time, many wizards were persecuted. So the four of them came here and built this castle. ”

He paused, glanced at the students, and then continued, "Many years ago, the founders worked together in harmony to find children who were as magical as you and bring them into the castle to educate. But after some time, some disagreements arose between them. A rift appeared in Slytherin's relationship with the others.

Slytherin wanted to be more careful and rigorous in selecting Hogwarts students. He believed that magic could only be taught to children of pure wizard families. He didn't like teaching Muggle-born students, believing them to be untrustworthy. After some time, Gryffindor and Slytherin had a big argument over the matter, and Slytherin left the school. “

Professor Binns paused, pursed his lips, and looked like a wrinkled-skinned old turtle.

"Solid historical evidence can tell us a lot." "However, the legend of the Chamber of Secrets obscures these facts. The story is that Slytherin had built a cottage in the castle beforehand, unknown to the other founders. According to legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one could open it until his true heir. Only his heir can open the Chamber of Secrets, unleash the horrors it hides, and purge anyone unworthy of being taught magic. ”

As he finished his story, there was silence in the classroom, but it wasn't the sleepy silence that pervaded Professor Binns's classroom. There was an air of unease in the air, and everyone looked at Professor Binns in the hope that he would be able to tell them more.

Professor Binns looked a little angry. "Of course, the whole thing was completely boring," he said, "and naturally, the school was always looking for such a secret room, and many times some of the most well-known wizards looked into it. But there is no such thing as a secret room. It's just a story to scare the cowards,"

Hermione withdrew her hand from the air. "Sir—what do you mean by 'fear within'?"

"It was thought to be some kind of monster, a monster that only Slytherin and his heirs could control." Professor Binns said in a high-pitched, boring voice.

Classmates, you look at me, I look at you.

"But let me tell you, this chamber doesn't exist," Professor Binns said, in a very sluggish tone. "There are no secret rooms, and there are no monsters."

"But, Professor," said Seamus Fennig, "if the Chamber of Secrets can only be opened by the true heir of Slytherin, then no one else can find it, can they?" ”

"Nonsense, Fennig," Professor Binnsey said angrily. "If none of the previous Headmasters of Hogwarts couldn't find this—"

"But, Professor," Parvati Bolay interjected suddenly, "you may be able to open it with black magic—"

"It's not that I can't, it's that a wizard can't use dark magic," Professor Binns snapped. "If someone like Dumbledore is—"

"But maybe it has something to do with Slytherin, so Dumbledore can't-" Dahn Thomas interrupted Professor Binns's reasoning, but Professor Pency seemed impatient.

"Enough," he said sharply. "It's a myth! It doesn't exist at all! Like a secret broomstick chest, there is not a shred of evidence that Slytherin ever built such a chamber! I really regret telling you such a stupid story! Let's go back to history! Back to those solid and credible facts! In less than five minutes, the whole classroom was back to its usual sluggishness.

"Now you're satisfied!" Aitch was frustrated by Hermione's approach.

"Hmph-" Hermione focused on the book.

"I warn you, really don't worry about it, it's not as simple as you think!"

"Then you say......" Hermione provoked Edge.

"You...... I ...... "It's the first time Aitch has been so clumsy."