Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

With doubts and uneasiness, Lucius walked into the principal's office with his son and servant.

The moment he saw Dumbledore, Nietzsche could hear his breathing ragged for a moment, then rushed in and stared coldly at the old man with the white beard.

"Okay, how dare you ignore the school board and return to Hogwarts privately!"

"It's like this..." Dumbledore said easily, "I got in touch with the other eleven school directors, and I heard someone said that if they don't suspend me, someone will curse them, you know this ?"

"Oh, fortunately." Lucius turned his head dryly and said to Nietzsche and others, "I can't see anyone else in the office now, so Dumbledore is the murderer?"

It was like they heard some joke.

Even the portraits in the principal's office laughed, especially Principal Black, who, as a pureblood, showed even more disdain.

"It's that person, Lucius...Voldemort." Dumbledore raised the diary and flipped out the name on it, "I thought that as his former servants, you would know his name."

Nietzsche noticed that Lucius's pupils changed, as if he had been frightened.

And Draco expressed his fear unabashedly. He seemed to have never expected that he would have such close contact with a Dark Lord.

"So that's it," he said.

"What a clever plan. Weasley's daughter was controlled to murder a Muggle-born wizard. What impact would this have on Arthur and the Muggle Protection Act?" Dumbledore pressed forward step by step.

"This is so unfortunate. As for whether other people will accept the Muggle Protection Act, it's not up to me. After all, this kind of scandal..."

Lucius seemed to be relieved and immediately acted like nothing was wrong.

But will Nietzsche get what he wants?

No, this snake is the most deadly, often delivering a critical blow when others are most relaxed.

"But as to why Arthur hid this Horcrux, I think Lockhart will have a solution." Nietzsche clapped his hands and invited the main characters, "He will extract the memories of Arthur and Voldemort..."

"Wait a minute, who else is there?" Lucius interrupted him sharply.

"Voldemort, Tom Riddle, the owner of this Horcrux, the culprit who opened the Chamber of Secrets and controlled Ginny." Nietzsche announced a series of nicknames, which made Lucius's face even more haggard.

He paused and looked at Hermione.

Holmes' most effective assistant - Granger!

"As far as I know, there is someone in the school who is secretly helping Voldemort, such as tricking students out and carrying Ginny into the basement..." Hermione clenched her fists and said coldly, "Everything will be in memory. Present.”

Lucius finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and he looked down at Draco.

"Albus, you and I both know how cunning and shameless that person is. Even many older wizards will be fooled, just like...Ginny Weasley..."

This expression is so familiar.

Didn't Lucius just repeat Dumbledore's words? By the way, this also showed that he would not hold Ginny responsible.

When he told Dumbledore how innocent some people were and how he was controlled back then, Nietzsche finally couldn't hold it in anymore and immediately covered his stomach and laughed, which made Lucius very angry.

"You haven't lived through that crazy era, so I don't understand how funny this is!" he said hoarsely.

"No, I'm not laughing at you." Nietzsche slapped his thighs one after another, and shouted behind Dumbledore during the interval of breathing, "Did you hear that? It seems like they felt that they were forced by you. "

Lucius was puzzled at first.

who? Severus? Or the Minister for Magic?

No, neither, and the man who stepped out from behind the Roman pillars in the principal's office was more terrifying than anyone Lucius could have imagined.

A cool air rose from the ground, poured into his hands and feet, and then quickly penetrated his whole body.

It was a blur around the edges, like someone coming out of a crudely shot movie.

"Lucius Malfoy, you are not half as good as your father Abraxas. If possible, I really want you to die from dragon pox like him!"

The hatred expressed by Tom Riddle, who was kicked out, at this moment, far exceeded the anger towards Harry, Nietzsche, and Hermione. At the same time, he was being said right by the mudblood.

The great Voldemort was just a clown who was coaxed around~

Volume 1: Chapter 128 Dobby is free!

(Sorry, sorry! Two in one, the chapters I posted in the morning count as the chapters I missed yesterday, so today there is almost a 9,000-word update!)

The words Lucius used to scold Voldemort just now were so disgusting, how regretful he was now...

Didn't expect it!

"I never thought that the son of Abraxas would be such a coward." Riddle walked slowly to the principal's desk and stroked an unknown watering can. "I lied to you? A joke."

He also lowered his voice, imitating Lucius's tone just now.

As the person involved, Malfoy could only suppress the fear in his heart and glare at Dumbledore. From the moment Riddle walked out, everything had exceeded his expectations.

His assumption should be that even if Dumbledore kept Weasley, they would be able to escape intact.

Nietzsche stood under the headmaster's portrait, holding his head and began to appreciate the classic "master-servant confrontation".

"Let me guess... if the diary is exposed, Draco disguised as Ron can still destroy the evidence." He couldn't help but infer.

"Dumbledore, you have to think clearly." Lucius held his son's shoulders and took a steady breath. "If the diary is not destroyed, it is also a fact that Ginny opened the Chamber of Secrets. Think about Arthur's efforts for the law."

He didn't dare to bet on whether Lockhart could retrieve his memory.

Even if it was Voldemort, a Horcrux, he didn't dare to bet, so he chose the most conservative attitude-"Muggle Protection Act".

Unfortunately, in the headmaster's office today, there is still someone who wants to invalidate the "Muggle Protection Act", that is Nietzsche Holmes, because he needs to prepare for the next flying car.

Nietzsche believed that Arthur's original intention of enacting this law was good, to prevent dark wizards from using magic props to harm Muggles.

But unfortunately, he needs to open a gap in the magic world. Not to mention being able to compete with Moriarty's war industry, but at least he needs to have the confidence to fight against it, and at the same time, it is also to allow wizards to take a step out.

"Have you asked Mr. Weasley?" Nietzsche rushed to attack before the headmaster thought.

"What?" Lucius frowned.

"Is he willing to let his children pretend that nothing happened? I'm afraid not... Mr. Weasley is a very competent father, so I think he should have his own insistence---"

Lucius felt very difficult about this.

This is a second-year student?

What was he doing in the second year. Studying? Threatening classmates? Being a socialite?

At least when he was a student, he didn't have the courage to interrupt the words of Headmaster Armando, or even ignore the other party's face.

"Riddle, about the correction..."

"No problem for me." Before Nietzsche finished speaking, the young Voldemort responded, "I can definitely correct the fact that Malfoy asked me to open the Chamber of Secrets, but there is a condition."

Riddle was also very smart.

That's right, since Lucius likes to use the symbol of Voldemort as a victim, he must talk about the Chamber of Secrets... It has nothing to do with threats and deception, but only Malfoy's motive for using the diary.

Now it's Hermione's turn to be impatient. What status is it, and he is still making conditions here!

"It's about my final stay." Riddle suddenly became very docile and smiled lightly, "You must ensure my safety. For this, I can open a little bit of my spiritual world to you."

"You mean---We still need your permission to extract memories?" Hermione said softly, "Don't forget, we have done it once."

However, Riddle did not leave the dormitory at all, but glanced at the headmaster quickly.

"Of course I didn't forget. It is worth mentioning that my future self seems to be very good at teaching others... a good Cruciatus Curse."

"That is a necessary means." Nietzsche emphasized again.

But at this time, Dumbledore could not sit still. He could not watch a student being led into a trap by Voldemort step by step.

Even if Nietzsche's purpose of using the Unforgivable Curse was normal, habitually using these spells would also produce a habit, and this bad habit would make people dependent on black magic.

"Okay, I know, thank you for your kindness, Riddle."

Dumbledore knocked on the table with his wand, and a strong magic power instantly defeated Riddle's body, causing him to return to the diary, and then stuffed it into Lockhart.

Lockhart, who had been shrinking his head since entering the door, thinking "It's none of my business", finally held this hot potato.

He secretly watched the situation of the three-legged tripod with his peripheral vision, and moved towards the Phoenix Fawkes by the stove little by little. It seemed that only the phoenix here could make him relax a little.

The intrigues of human beings are really terrible! !

The atmosphere was awkward now, which was very unfavorable to Lucius. He knew that Nietzsche was determined to get him, so he simply agreed...

"My son is innocent of this matter." Mr. Malfoy began to give in, and his dominant hand twitched, perhaps wanting to take out his wand, but in the end he touched the expensive clothes instead.

"I don't think so." Hermione said coldly.

She almost got into trouble at the beginning! There was only a wall between her and the basilisk!

"I asked Draco to do this." Lucius looked at the headmaster and repeated.

"Hogwarts has no tradition of letting accomplices go to school!" Armando roared, and his one-sided glasses fell on his chest because of his heavy breathing.

"That's right, he should be expelled!"

A quarrel began in the headmaster's office, but most of the voices came from the portrait. Even Headmaster Black, who was dubbed the "most unpopular", began to frown this time.

And Draco just stood at the door of the office with a pale face.

Dobby raised his head in confusion, looked at the Malfoy father and son, and just laughed secretly when he suddenly hit his head with his fist.

But here comes the key point. Just when everyone thought Draco would be expelled, Dumbledore made an opposite decision - he did not expel Draco Malfoy immediately.

"Then let's do this. I'll let Fudge summon you..." He looked at the boy at the door and said, "Maybe you can go home early today to rest for a while. That's it. Don't learn from your father."

Draco shuddered, opened the door and left as if he had been pardoned.

This made Nietzsche very angry. He seemed to have forgotten that the other party was the headmaster of Hogwarts, and strode forward and walked to his face.

"Are you going to let him go?!" He roared in anger.

"Everyone needs a chance to reform..." The headmaster sighed heavily and said.

Here, Nietzsche listened to Dumbledore's theory and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"Choices are decisions we make ourselves, not given by others." Nietzsche said, "He has made a choice, and his choice is to 'help Lucius kill students'!"

The headmaster looked a few years older, and said to him with an apologetic mood: "We can't force people too hard at once."

Even Hermione began to show some dissatisfaction.

But she also knew that Dumbledore must have a reason to do this. What reason?

Could it be that he thought Draco was still young, and held on to that little bit of "love" and "hope", thinking that Hogwarts could get Draco back on track?

Hermione pursed her lips and turned her head away.

Lucius saw all this, and he found that Nietzsche and Hermione did not stand together on everything. At least for this matter, both of them had their own judgments, so he remembered this scene in his heart.

"Sometimes, I have to admire Dumbledore's great kindness..." Lucius praised gratefully.

Nietzsche fell silent.

He had to let Malfoy leave something, even a finger would do.

At this moment, in an instant, he suddenly understood Moriarty a little. The other party's motive for committing crimes was not for money and power, but to construct his own set of rules in the power system dominated by others.

Murder... Replacement...

"Let's go, Dobby, we should go back and wait for Fudge's news." Lucius turned and opened the door.

Just as Dobby dragged his wounded body and looked back every step, Lucius, who was too slow, kicked him out. His weak body hit the long steps, and he begged for mercy because of the pain.

This harsh sound echoed in the corridor of the tower, pulling Nietzsche out of Moriarty's thoughts.

He looked up confusedly and watched Dumbledore's mouth opening and closing... He couldn't hear what the headmaster was saying at all, but turned around stiffly and looked for Dobby's screams.

Nietzsche went downstairs, holding the wall, and heard Lucius whipping Dobby in the corridor on the third floor.

"Why did Harry Potter and the two mudbloods know about this." He heard Lucius questioning the house elf at the entrance of the office through the secret door.

"Dobby doesn't know."

"Don't forget, you are Malfoy's servant, you greedy, ugly thing!" Lucius seemed to kick him again, "You are the only one who eavesdropped on this matter, so you'd better not let me find out anything."

Dobby endured the pain and got up from the ground.

"Dobby is loyal to Malfoy..." It sobbed, "Dobby went to help the young master pack up."

But it's not 'only loyal to him'.

Nietzsche listened to Dobby's screams and saw a microcosm and a reincarnation in the house elf.

People who are born poor may always be poor; wizards who are not born pure-blooded may also be oppressed in this old world. They have no power and can only go with the flow.