The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"Do you still want to go down?" Thorne asked Dumbledore.

".......If I go down, I will alert the enemy. After all, I can't fly, and this pipe is too narrow." Dumbledore said faintly.

"So you let me kill the basilisk alone?" Thorne asked with a roll of his eyes.

"I'm not asking you to kill it alone, just follow from a distance... If they plan to attack the little wizard today... Seeing the eyes of the basilisk in the reflection will be petrified, so it's okay to take a second choice." Dumbledore explained.

"If Lockhart can control the basilisk, I guess he will go to Slytherin to find me first, do you believe it?" Thorne said.

"It may not be Lockhart who controls the basilisk..."

"That's right, Voldemort will not help Lockhart." Thorne touched his chin and said with deep approval.

"Hmm." Dumbledore also nodded, then slowly moved his body, stood behind Thorne, and kicked him.

Fortunately, after Thorne fell into the pipe, black and gray silk suddenly appeared around him. This was a new trick he had come up with. Before, he just turned into silk and flew, unable to speak or use magic, but now he could do it.

The black and gray silk was like a wizard robe that was constantly flying and shaking around Thorne. Not only could he use magic, but he could also swear at Dumbledore and give him the middle finger. Moreover, he looked a little more handsome when he flew than before.

"Okay, stop showing off here. If you don't go down, the two of them will almost be finished." Dumbledore ignored Thorne's trash talk and pointed to the depths of the pipe.

"Wait for me to come up!" Thorne said a harsh word and flew down.

He was careful not to touch the pipes in the pipes. Before he had flown for long, he heard a shrill scream. Seeing this, Thorne didn't care about his cleanliness and flew quickly to the end of the pipe.

Fortunately, Dumbledore cast another Disillusionment Spell on Thorne the moment he came down, and the light in the pipe was dim, so he was not afraid of Voldemort or Lockhart seeing him.

And Voldemort and Lockhart...emmmm

They should be fighting for the right to use the body. At this time, Lockhart's eyes kept emitting dazzling blue light and howling.

And Voldemort, it should be said, is worthy of being the third legendary wizard after Dumbledore Grindelwald. Although he is black, although it is only a memory and a soul, he still suppresses Lockhart's soul beyond recognition, and this is still an away game.

I dare not imagine that if it was at home, Lockhart might not even have a chance to struggle.

"Save me! Save me! Please, save me!" Lockhart held his head with both hands, and pointed his eyes at Thorne who was hiding in the pipe, shouting: "Save me!"

"Fuck! How did you find out!" Thorne cursed inwardly, turned around, put on a black robe and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Dumbledore in the bathroom had the house elf bring a glass of iced lemonade at some point, and he just drank it until he saw Thorne suddenly fly out of the pipe, disappear in the black robe in the air in the blink of an eye, and then landed lightly on the ground, looking at Dumbledore who was leisurely drinking lemonade in a trance.

"I was discovered, I don't know what happened, Voldemort is taking control of Lockhart's body." Thorne said, holding the wall.

Dumbledore pondered in silence, and after a moment he summoned Fox to take Thorne back to the principal's office.

"Too ostentatious, Voldemort must be able to sense the breath of the Phoenix." Thorne sat down and took two sips of the water cup.

"Then he will think that I am the one spying on him, and it has nothing to do with you." Dumbledore explained.

"You are a very nice person."

..................

Thorne returned to the dormitory and then remembered that he had just been deceived by the sweet words of Dumbledore, the old man, and he should have punched him, but he came back...

"Eh........."

Draco and Gowercrabbe saw Thorne sitting on the bed and sighing as soon as they came back.

"What did Dumbledore call you over for?" Draco asked.

"It's not a big deal." Thorne shook his head, thought about it, and took out his wand to clean himself up. After all, he had been outside without shoes for most of the day...

"Then why are you sighing? Did Dumbledore ask you to do something dangerous? Tell me, I'll write a letter to my father!" Draco looked at Thorne with a bitter face and asked.

"It's not that. I forgot something." Thorne shook his head."Are you sure Dumbledore didn't force you to do anything dangerous?" "Sure." Thorne nodded. "....... Cedric?" Draco thought about it and changed his words. "Cedric... who? Oh... the one who duelled with me." Thorne was halfway through when he remembered who Cedric was, and immediately shook his head and said, "I don't care much about champions or anything like that." "It's just that I always wanted to punch Dumbledore before, but I forgot it in his office just now." "Uh uh uh... this................." Draco didn't know what to say for a moment, but he was sure that Thorne was fine and was not forced to do something dangerous by the evil old Den who was in charge of Hogwarts. As for the private affairs between Thorne and Dumbledore, Draco didn't have any extra curiosity. On the other side, Voldemort, who may have found the magical aura of the Phoenix all over the sky after drilling out of the pipe, realized that Dumbledore had noticed him and stopped... It should be for a while. Dumbledore was not at ease. Voldemort's direct possession of Lockhart was a huge blow to him. For example, he could not use the copy of the notebook to monitor their movements and whereabouts.

So he had to use a stupid method to seal all the pipe outlets, and told the portraits outside the bathroom on the third floor that they should report to him if they saw anyone going anywhere.

Finally, he closely monitored the young wizards in the castle. After all, Voldemort could not look down on Lockhart's body, and Lockhart's body in his thirties was not as vigorous as that of a young wizard in the first or second grade.

And Voldemort's complete resurrection or reshaping of his body must require young wizards as nutrients. In this situation, Dumbledore was so worried that he wanted to militarize Hogwarts, but in the end he decided to keep his troops in place.

Thorne didn't know what Dumbledore thought about this.