Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"After we found the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, we got the news that the basilisk attacked Neville again and took Hermione away.

Then the three of us found Professor Lockhart..."

Having said this, Harry's voice became hesitant, and he looked at Professor Lockhart standing aside.

At this moment, Lockhart was looking at him anxiously, his eyes full of pleading.

Although this professor is a big liar, it has to be said that in the Chamber of Secrets, he really put in a lot of effort to protect Harry by resisting the basilisk head-on.

From this point of view, it doesn't seem very moral to tell Professor Lockhart face to face.

Harry remembered that Professor Lockhart had said before that Dumbledore also knew that he was deceiving, so he instinctively turned his attention to Dumbledore.

The old headmaster smiled faintly and nodded encouragingly at him.

"Under Clark's persuasion, Professor Lockhart finally decided to go down to the secret room with us to save Neville and Hermione."

Harry, who had helped Lockhart hide the secret, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of relief all over his body and warmth in his heart.

"When we got down to the secret room and opened the door of the secret room, Ron and I were stunned by the magic mechanism attached to the door."

Harry continued, "When we woke up, Professor Lockhart said that Clark entered the Chamber of Secrets early because he was worried about Hermione and Neville. As soon as we entered, we saw Tom Riddle beating Clark."

"Tom Riddle studied at Hogwarts fifty years ago, so he should be sixty or seventy years old now." Professor McGonagall said doubtfully.

"Yes, but when we went in, we saw Tom Riddle in his youth," said Harry.

"That's because he resurrected with the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets." Clark interrupted suddenly, "I was the first to rush in after Harry fainted, so let me tell you what happened next."

He stood up and began to tell everyone what he saw after entering the secret room.

"As soon as I entered the Chamber of Secrets, I saw a blood-red ball floating in the magic circle at the foot of the Slytherin statue. The basilisk that attacked the students was lying on the side blind, seemingly dying.

So I ventured closer and stole Tom Riddle's diary from the center of the magic circle.

"

While talking, Clark grabbed the diary that had become a magic book and showed it to Dumbledore.

"Diary?" Professor McGonagall looked at the thick magic book in Clark's hand, "This doesn't look like a diary."

Clark shook his head, pretending to be ignorant, "This diary wasn't like this before."

At this time, Dumbledore took the diary-turned spellbook from Clark's hand, his eyes shot down from his long crooked nose, staring intently at the hard cover of the spellbook.

"Remarkable," he said softly. "It goes without saying that he's probably one of the best students Hogwarts has ever seen."

"Who? Tom Riddle?"

Dumbledore turned to face the confused Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, few people know, Voldemort used to be called Tom Riddle.

Fifty years ago, at Hogwarts, I taught him myself.

However, when he left school, he disappeared...

Maybe he was traveling, or maybe he was hiding somewhere... Anyway, in the quagmire of dark magic, he got deeper and deeper, mixing with the most evil guys in the wizarding world.

After many dangerous magical transformations, he finally re-emerged as Voldemort.

It was hard to recognize him by then, and almost no one would associate Voldemort with the bright, handsome boy student president who had studied here. "

Both Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Longbottom were stunned by Dumbledore's words, but Harry nodded.

"Yes, when we met him in the Chamber of Secrets, he also admitted that he is Voldemort."

"However," Dumbledore's eyes lingered on the silver emblem on the magic book for a long time, "I'm afraid it's not an ordinary person who can transform this diary."

He didn't open Hermione's spellbook, just held it in his hand, and then turned his inquiring eyes to Clark.

Clark then continued.

"Later, young Tom Riddle emerged from the ball, and I was amazed to see him.

But after he and I bragged about it, I realized that he actually used the flesh and blood of the basilisk to gain rebirth by sacrificing a trace of death divinity in the basilisk's eyeballs to a certain god. "

God!

Divinity of death!

As soon as these two news came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I think, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom and Ms. Granger, the three of you should go to the school hospital immediately."

Dumbledore walked to the door, opened it, and said without a doubt.

"I think this adventure tonight is enough for you to think about it for a long time.

Maybe you should stay in bed for a while before dawn.

Perhaps, I should also drink a large cup of steaming chocolate milk, which I always feel is very good for improving my mood. "

As he spoke, he lowered his head and winked at Ron and the others kindly.

Mrs. Longbottom led Neville out, Ron followed, and only Hermione stood at the door, hesitating for a while, trying to get her spellbook back.

"Hermione, so many things happened tonight, you are tired, go back first." Clark said suddenly.

When he spoke, Hermione didn't stay any longer.

"You know what, Minerva," said Professor Dumbledore thoughtfully to Professor McGonagall.

"I think these things are worth holding a banquet to celebrate. The movement just now should have awakened some students. Can I ask you to inform the kitchen and appease them by the way?"

"Okay," said Professor McGonagall bluntly, and also started to walk towards the door. "I'll leave Potter and Prewett to you, won't I?"

"Of course," said Dumbledore.

She left, leaving only Dumbledore, Harry, and Clark in Professor McGonagall's office, oh, and one more person.

"Principal, I suddenly remembered that I haven't done my evening hair care, so please do your work first." Lockhart slowly moved to the door.

Dumbledore took a deep look at him until he saw that his back was soaked, and then he said, "Go, Gilderoy, it's been hard work for you tonight, you did a great job."

"No hard work, no hard work," Lockhart waved his hands again and again, "it's all for the children."

After finishing speaking, he was so clever that he closed the door.

Harry stared at Dumbledore uneasily, wondering what Professor McGonagall meant just now?

deal with them?

Shouldn't they—shouldn't they be punished?

But Dumbledore didn't care about Harry's wild thoughts at the moment, all his thoughts were now on Clark.

"Tell me in detail what you just said about the gods and the divinity of death."

Sure enough, if you want to cover up a big melon, you only need to release a more explosive melon. The entertainment industry will not deceive me!

But well.

Clark glanced vaguely at Harry, who was bewildered by the side. It seemed that Dumbledore spared no effort in cultivating the Savior, and even let Harry listen to such important news.

I don't know, but he really believes in the so-called language.

It was because he knew that he was too old, so he urgently put his hope on Harry.

Clark's thoughts spread, and Dumbledore coughed lightly before waking him up.

"Oh, yes," he said, "according to what Tom Riddle said, the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets was originally a pet used by Slytherin to conceive the divinity of death."

Dumbledore nodded upon hearing this.

In addition to being the greatest wizard of the century, he was also a knowledgeable alchemist.

So he also knows the origin and origin of the basilisk very well.

"As a descendant of Slytherin, after Tom Riddle entered school, he entered the Chamber of Secrets by chance.

It's just that the two wisps of death divinity conceived in the Basilisk's eyes were immature at that time, and he didn't know much about the preciousness of this thing.

So after opening the secret room and releasing the basilisk, which had a serious impact, he closed the secret room again, leaving only a diary Horcrux in which his remnant soul resided, waiting for the secret room to be opened again so that the two strands could be harvested. death divinity. "

Voldemort's Horcruxes!

This is another shocking melon, but for Dumbledore, he has taken enough cold air today.

Besides, when he saw the magic book just now, he already had some guesses.

"A Horcrux? Hey, it really is." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed.

Harry looked at them with a puzzled expression, who can explain to me what a Horcrux is!

It's a pity that neither of them elaborated.

Clarke continued: "Just this year, the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and Tom Riddle's Horcrux diary was also awakened."

"Then, according to him, he used the flesh and blood essence of the basilisk and the divinity of death to sacrifice to an ancient god named [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic], and then gained rebirth."

"[God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic]?!" Dumbledore chewed on the name, and stared blankly at the magic book quietly placed on the table.

On the cover of the hard case, the intricate patterns drawn in silver form a divine emblem composed of balances and books, exuding mysterious magic light.

"Yes, that's the name, [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic] Oghma!" Clark said with certainty.

"In every civilization, there are many gods involved in the priesthoods of [wisdom], [knowledge] and [magic].

Thoth in ancient Egypt, Athena in ancient Greece, Ganesha in India, and Odin in Northern Europe are all possible.

Of course, it is also possible that a new god is coveting the authority of the old god.

What’s more, it’s a false god who pretends to be a god, preparing some kind of conspiracy…”

In short, like Tom Riddle, the wily Dumbledore was also misled by Clark's god name.

In fact, this is not their fault. For mages who are proficient in mysticism, it is absolutely impossible to randomly take the name of a god, which involves their authority and path.

And their answer to the prayers of the faithful, unless, it is not a god, but a blasphemer who steals the power of a god.

Since it is the [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic], whether it is a new god or an old god, it is definitely related to this direction.

It's just that they didn't even think that this so-called "God of Wisdom, Knowledge, and Magic" is neither a new false god nor a revived ancient god, but a god from another universe.

But no matter what the origin of this god is, it is enough to attract the attention of Dumbledore and even the British Ministry of Magic.

After all, the former gods have long since disappeared in the long river of history.

In today's Bronze Age dominated by wizards, the appearance of a god is enough to cause an uproar.

If He is an ancient god who has changed his face again, does this mean that those ancient gods who disappeared in the golden age will gradually wake up and return, and whether the world will usher in the return of the gods.

And if he is not an ancient god, but a new god, then how did he ascend to the throne of God and lift his kingdom high into the starry sky.

In addition, this god's priesthood also includes the authority of [magic], does it mean that he is also a wizard.

What kind of impact will this have on the wizarding world? If there are wizards who have become gods in this Bronze Age, is there hope for them?

All kinds of thoughts flooded in, making Dumbledore no longer in the mood to think about whether there were other secrets about what happened in the Chamber of Secrets tonight.

Maybe after he calms down after a while, he will still have doubts, but now Dumbledore only wants to rush to the British Ministry of Magic first, and talk to those bureaucrats.

So he didn't continue to ask. After calming down his thoughts, Dumbledore still looked at them with a smile and said.

"In order to commend your efforts in this chamber of secrets incident, I will discuss with the professors about the special contribution to your school.

And - let me see - by the way, you each earned two hundred points for Gryffindor. "

Harry's face suddenly turned bright pink, like the Valentine's Day flowers that Lockhart gave everyone, and his mouth was also closed, and those gods, divinities, Horcruxes, etc. were no longer there. important.

"However, for your thrilling adventure, I hope you can keep it in your heart and don't tell others."

Dumbledore's blue eyes fixed on the two of them, "I mean everything related to this, including what you heard here tonight, okay?"

Under his gaze, Harry and Clark nodded hurriedly.

"Well, I think Minerva should have already arranged the banquet, you two go to clean up first, and get ready to welcome your honor.

A warm smile appeared on Dumbledore's face.