Chapter 84 83 Conspiracy
Chapter 84 83. Conspiracy
"Phoenix tears? This thing is rare, and ordinary shops don't have it."
The old man's eyes became deep, he looked at the air in front of him, and said the set code.
Jon took off the invisibility cloak from his body, and looked into the eyes of the old man with the same blue pupils as Dumbledore.
After he revealed his figure, Aberforth pulled him into the bar, and then he stuck his head out and looked around. After making sure that no one saw Jon, he went back to the shop and closed the door from the inside.
"Do you have any guests in your shop today?"
Jon looked at the dirty environment around him and wrinkled his nose and asked.
"Few people stay here. After all, the price I want is high and the conditions are not as good as the Three Broomsticks Bar on the other side. It's the same tonight. No one comes."
Aberforth said while staring at Jon tightly, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.
"Before coming to Hogwarts Castle, did Albus tell you that I live here?"
Jon took out the note with the pig's head from his pocket.
"Isn't that the message you left for me?"
"Yes, I saw the message you left to contact me, but Albus told me that you were just a kid in the second grade. Even if he chose you to sneak into the castle, it was enough to prove that you were different from ordinary people. I thought you would find a way to find me, but I don't think a twelve-year-old child can find my shop so quickly with just an emblem before a day has passed."
Aberforth stared at Jon's eyes, as if waiting for him to give him a reasonable answer.
"Before entering Hogwarts Castle, I had already learned about all the shops in Hogsmeade through newspapers." Jon shrugged and said, "You are the only shop in the entire wizarding world that has a connection with Pighead."
"Then how did you get out?"
"I found a magical map of Hogwarts Castle there, with secret passages leading to the outside marked on the map. The exit of one of the secret passages is under the cellar of Honeydukes Candy Store."
Hearing Jon's explanation, Aberforth breathed a sigh of relief but couldn't help but frowned.
"It's still too dangerous. The people in the castle have been checking the secret passages leading to the outside world. One of the secret passages leading to the Shrieking Shack under the Whomping Willow has been blocked by them. The one you are using now may not be free from the risk of being discovered."
"There is no way. I have to contact you directly for some things, otherwise the things Dumbledore asked me to help with cannot be carried out." Jon looked at Aberforth. Although he knew his name and that he was Dumbledore's brother, he still blinked and asked, "Excuse me, what should I call you?"
"Percival." He said his unknown middle name, which is also his current surname.
"Mr. Percival."
Aberforth interrupted him: "Don't call me Mr., just call Percival. If you need any help, you can tell me directly. No matter whether Albus has asked me before, I will do my best to help you."
Jon didn't dwell too much on the name, he said seriously.
"Okay, Percival, I need a chicken."
"What?" Aberforth was stunned. He thought he had misheard. "What do you need?"
Jon had to repeat it again.
"Chicken, rooster, preferably one that is energetic and likes to crow."
This time Aberforth heard it right. He looked at Jon in confusion.
"What do you want a rooster for?"
"There is a basilisk guarding the door of the principal's office. If I don't get rid of it, I can't get in. The thing that Professor Dumbledore asked me to get is probably in the principal's office."
After hearing the name of the basilisk, Aberforth's face became extremely solemn.
"Have you seen the basilisk?"
Jon nodded.
"I saw its body, but I didn't look it in the eye."
"Nonsense! If you saw its eyes, you wouldn't meet me again."
Aberforth stood up from the chair a little anxiously. He walked back and forth on the greasy floor and said.
"If you want to use a rooster to deal with the basilisk, this is indeed the most convenient and simple way, but things are not that simple."
Although Jon has read the original book and knows a lot of unknown things, he never thinks that he is much better than the people in the original book. No matter how much he knows, he is not as experienced as the older wizards in dealing with related matters.
"Isn't the crowing of a rooster fatal to the basilisk?"
"It is fatal, but the basilisk is not so fragile that it will die immediately as soon as it hears the crowing of a rooster." Aberforth explained to Jon, "The longer the basilisk lives, the more resistant it is to the crowing of a rooster. Although it will still make them die painfully after hearing it for a long time, they will also have time to escape or hold on to kill the rooster."
"Your ultimate goal is not to kill the basilisk, but to solve it and steal something from the principal's office. If the snake escapes, or violently resists or even attracts the attention of others due to the crowing of the rooster, then your mission will still fail."
Jon had already thought of a countermeasure for this.
"So I don't plan to deal with the basilisk on ordinary days. On Christmas Day, most of the students will go home, and the remaining students and all the faculty and staff will attend the Christmas dinner on the first floor that night."
His words made Aberforth stop, and he looked at Jon with shining eyes.
"No wonder Albus chose you to do this. When I knew that he actually let a twelve-year-old child be a spy, I even wanted to poke the wand into his brain to see if it had turned into a mess. Now it seems that his brain is still as useful as ever."
Jon didn't care about Aberforth's praise, he continued.
"The principal's office is on the eighth floor, and the Christmas dinner will be held in the hall on the first floor. Everyone who stays in the castle will attend. This is my only chance. I must kill the basilisk before the dinner is over."
"I can help you find a rooster that crows almost all the time as long as it can open its mouth." Aberforth promised, "But you can't just rely on the help of the rooster. Before ensuring that the snake is completely killed by the crowing of the rooster, you have to find a way to keep it and prevent it from escaping, or killing the rooster by force."
Jon looked up at him, as if he heard the implication of his words.
"Is there anything you can teach me, Percival."