"Wait!" Harry saw that Lucius Malfoy wanted to take the opportunity to leave and said quickly, "Shouldn't Mr. Malfoy explain clearly to the Ministry of Magic that he holds this dark magic item?"
Ron reacted quickly, and he kept up with the finishing blow, "That's right! I remember that after Mr. Malfoy was sued by the Ministry of Magic, he claimed that this diary would not be harmful to people."
Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick went to inform the students of the good news. Now only a few Chamber of Secrets participants and Dumbledore were left in the principal's office.
Lucius's mind was spinning rapidly, and when he looked back, his expression did not change, "I did say that at the time."
"Then you..." At this moment, Harry felt that he had grasped Lucius's handle. The thought that he could punish him severely made him feel comfortable, and his sore muscles from running underground for a day were rejuvenated.
The muscles at the corners of his mouth raised upwards, revealing a proud smile.
"But does it prove that the diary is a black magic item if it is harmful to the students?" Lucius spread his hands, "But this has never been the case. Is it possible that the spells taught in your textbooks will not cause harm to people?
?”
"Mr. Potter, this is a huge slander against our Malfoy family," Lucius was filled with indignation. "Everything must be based on evidence. My acquittal is the answer recognized by the members of the Wizengamot of the Ministry of Magic. Are you going to openly
Challenging the authority of the Ministry of Magic?"
Harry hesitated, not knowing how to refute Lucius's words.
As he said, he did not have enough evidence at all, and Riddle's diary had been completely destroyed.
"Lucius," Dumbledore finally said just before Malfoy stepped out of the office door, "I want to believe the judgment made by the Ministry of Magic, but we need to repair the Quidditch pitch this summer and prepare it for the professors.
Raise wages..."
"...The money will be withdrawn from the Gringotts account of the Malfoy family," Lucius pondered for a moment, "Consider it a free donation from the Malfoy family to Hogwarts. I hope we can cooperate more happily in the future.
."
"I think it would be safer to establish a certificate," Dumbledore said, not trusting Lucius's credibility. "This can avoid the embarrassment caused by our forgetfulness."
"Dobby!" Lucius took a deep breath and called the house elf in his home. There was an explosion in the blank area in front of him, and a house elf appeared in front of Lucius. It bowed deeply and pointed.
His nose almost poked through the expensive red carpet of Dumbledore's office.
"Create a document, the kind that is anti-counterfeiting..." Lucius made his request. He had to say that house elves are really a magical species, possessing all kinds of incredible methods and excellent magic power. After a while, Dobby became outstanding.
Completed his mission.
Lucius took the paper, signed his name on it, and handed it to Dumbledore.
"Go and talk to Draco later. I will dine with him at the Slytherin table tonight."
Dobby looked at his master with his big watery eyes and pecked his head.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Lucius Malfoy glanced at the students here. He was defeated today. Not only did he not let Dumbledore step down, but he also lost a lot of money.
He has remembered this grudge today.
Dumbledore smiled and nodded, watching the Malfoy family head leave the office.
"Professor Dumbledore," Harry said hurriedly, "please, can I return this diary to Mr. Malfoy?"
Dumbledore was stunned for two seconds, "Of course."
Harry grabbed Riddle's diary and rushed out, preparing to add some personal information to the diary so that the elf Dobby could successfully escape from the shackles of the Malfoy family.
"Okay everyone," Dumbledore said with a smile, "If there is no problem, Gilderoy, please take the students downstairs. Severus has notified the kitchen that there will be a grand celebration dinner tonight.
"
Joel asked the other three to leave first and stayed in the principal's office.
"What do you want?" Dumbledore was a little tired. He walked back to his desk and waved his wand to take back the tables and chairs in the room.
"Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry that I couldn't hand over this diary to you in advance. If I had done so, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened this school year." Joel sat opposite Dumbledore.
When he opened his mouth to speak, he could see the principals on the surrounding walls who had just closed their eyes and rested quietly opening one of their eyes.
"It doesn't matter." Dumbledore opened the desk drawer, took out a box of exquisitely packaged candies, and stuffed one into his mouth, "You said before that there is Tom Riddle's soul hidden in it, so you know his
Real identity?"
"Dark Lord," Joel said without changing his expression, his heart not beating, "I know this."
Dumbledore nodded, this is not a secret, Hagrid and Flitwick all know it.
"Since you know Tom's true identity, you should also be able to understand," Dumbledore explained to him. "Even if you give me Tom's diary, given Tom's character, he won't reveal anything in front of me.
Special abilities."
"The memory of Tom contained in the diary is from 50 years ago. At that time, he had not graduated yet. He was very wary of me and never really trusted me," Dumbledore continued. "Communicating with him can only be futile."
"
"If this diary is in the hands of others, it will be completely different. You can completely seduce the dark side in Tom's heart. This is the flaw. You have successfully captured it and eradicated Tom's soul and the basilisk together."
"In other words, you did a great service by not giving me the diary at the first time." Dumbledore finally concluded.
Joel didn't speak any more. He took a lemon candy from Dumbledore's palm and stuffed it into his mouth. An unspeakable sour taste filled his mouth.
From the details of the conversation with Dumbledore, Joel knew that Dumbledore had guessed the true identity of Riddle's diary, which achieved his goal. The dangerous activity of finding Horcruxes was left to Dumbledore.
Well, he hasn't developed yet, and he still wants to quietly develop behind his thighs and wait for the equipment to take shape before going out.
"Don't worry," Dumbledore seemed to see through Joel's thoughts, and he took the initiative to say: "Tom's real body should still be in the Albanian forest. He is very weak and cannot sense what is happening in this soul.
."
"I have to say, you impressed me," Dumbledore said with a smile. "A third-year student has mastered two difficult skills: the Patronus Charm and the Animagus. I have been at Hogwarts for a long time."
In all these years, I have never seen such an amazing and talented student, and even Tom Riddle couldn't compare with you in the third grade."
"You are exaggerating," Joel said subconsciously, "I have another question about Professor Lockhart..."
"Ah, Gilderoy," Dumbledore sighed, "you can ask him in person at dinner tonight. Anyway, he won't stay here to teach next school year, so he will probably be happy to tell you the answer."
After saying this, Dumbledore gently closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair to rest, obviously exhausted.
Back in the common room, the three roommates were all sitting on the chairs impatiently. When they saw him pushing the door open and coming in, three pairs of eyes were fixed on Joel's face.
"That's great Joel," Allen looked up and down his body and made sure that Joel's body was fine before stepping forward and giving him a hug, "It's okay."
"Tell us, how did you defeat that...basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets?" Eddie asked quickly. The incident in the Chamber of Secrets had spread throughout the castle, and the students all knew about Joel Taylor and Gilderoy.
·Lockhart is the hero who kills the basilisk.
Sergey didn't speak, but his cold eyes warmed a little, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a stiff smile.