The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

　　 Many people in Professor McGonagall’s office are already waiting for them. Among them are Dumbledore and the Wesley family who have just returned to Hogwarts.

　　 When they stepped into the office, the atmosphere inside was maintaining a bleak silence. Suddenly, there was a scream from the fireplace—"Ginny!"

　　 is Mrs. Wesley, she has been sitting in front of the fire and crying just now. At this moment she jumped up abruptly, followed by Mr. Wesley, and both of them stretched out their arms at the same time and embraced their baby girl. Harry looked over them and looked into the room. He saw Professor Dumbledore standing in front of the mantelpiece with a smile on his face.

　　 "Who can explain what happened?" Professor McGonagall asked harshly.

Xie Lin smiled slightly and said generously: "Professor, it's like this. I just ran into Miss Wesley on the third floor and walked into the long-abandoned girls' bathroom. At that time, her behavior was obviously weird and intuitive. Tell me this is not right-Miss Wesley is probably controlled by a dark magic that I don't know. Out of worry about her, I quietly followed Miss Wesley into the bathroom, but I didn't expect to let me see it. Unbelievable scene—Miss Wesley said something I didn’t understand to the hose. The sound was a bit like a snake but I’m not sure. Then the whole pool disappeared, revealing a pipe that can accommodate a person. Entrance. To be honest, I was a little scared at the time, and being reckless was not my Slytherin style. My first thought was to leave immediately and report it to Professor Snape."

"Mr. Malfoy, you really should do this! You are just a student, and you shouldn't venture into an unknown place that may be dangerous. But can you tell me why you didn't do it afterwards?" Professor McGonagall did. I am a little confused about Schelling's response. Schelling has always been a mature, sensible, and sane student. This kind of reckless operation seems to be something Gryffindor would do.

"Professor, that’s because I worry that if I leave, the entrance will disappear, and I don’t know how to reveal that entrance again. Once it is delayed, Miss Wesley may be in danger—Professor, you know. Because of my Malfoy status, there is something wrong with the Wesley family, but when I think that a classmate younger than me might die because of my inaction, I don’t think I can meet If I die, it will make my conscience uneasy. So I immediately decided to follow her and get into the water pipe."

After listening to Schelling’s explanation, Professor McGonagall’s lips seemed to be pressed less tightly, and his eyes seemed to be less severe. "Although your response is reckless, it is indeed forgivable. Let’s leave it aside for now. , What happened after you entered the water pipe passage?"

　　 Dumbledore looked at Schelling with piercing eyes, but chose to remain silent. Mr. Wesley also showed a slightly embarrassed expression after recognizing Schelling as the son of Lucius.

Schelling ignored everyone’s reaction and continued: “Maybe the great Slytherin is blessing me—after all, I’m also a Slytherin. There is a huge but shamelessly old basilisk in it. Fortunately, , The basilisk is still sleeping. I know that the weakness of the basilisk lies in its brain. I used Transfiguration to make a sharp awl-shaped boulder on the ceiling, and then manipulated it to smash into the two basilisks In the middle of the eye, it was successfully smashed to death. At this time, a ghost-like spirit emerged from Ginny. He called himself Tom Riddle. He seemed to be unkind and asked me many questions. I saw He actually emerged from a diary in Ginny’s arms. For safety's sake, I used the summoning curse to **** the diary and throw it into the venom of the basilisk before he could respond. Unexpectedly, he disappeared so suddenly. I took Miss Wesley out of the secret room, and then I ran into Mr. Potter and Mr. Wesley in the bathroom."

　　 Next it was Harry's turn to tell about his experience. He spoke for about ten minutes. Everyone listened quite attentively, and the room was silent. Mr. Wesley blushed when he heard that Ron was attacked for trying to cast a spell on Schelling, who was holding Ginny in his hands, and Mrs. Wesley cast an apologetic look at Schelling.

　　 "What interests me most," Dumbledore said suddenly, "How did Voldemort control Miss Wesley? According to my sources, he is currently hiding in the forests of Albania!"

　　 "What?" Mrs. Wesley said in astonishment, "Mysterious man? Controlled Ginny? But Ginny isn't... Ginny doesn't... does it?

"Professor," Schelling interjected politely, carefully using his wand to take out a soaked diary from the container in his arms, "I guess this should have nothing to do with this diary, there may be something hidden in it. Unknown evil magic."

　　 "It's amazing," Dumbledore said softly. "He is probably the best student ever at Hogwarts." He turned around and faced the Wesleys, both of them very confused.

"Few people know that Voldemort was called Tom Riddle before. Fifty years ago, at Hogwarts, I personally taught him. After he left school, he disappeared...wandering around, sinking into the quagmire of dark magic. Shen, mingled with the most evil black wizard in the wizarding world. After many dangerous magical transformations, he finally reappeared as Voldemort. At that time, it was hard to recognize him. Almost no one compared Voldemort to the smart and handsome The chairman of the boy student union."

　　 "But Ginny," Mrs. Wesley asked, "What does Ginny have to do with him?"

　　 "His day...diary!" Ginny sobbed and said, "I have been writing on it for a whole year, and he kept writing back to me..."

"Ginny!" Mr. Wesley said, stunned, "Didn't I teach you? How have I told you? Never believe in anything that can think independently, unless you see it clearly and hide your mind. What place. Why didn't you show me or your mother the diary? A suspicious thing like that is obviously full of black magic!"

　　 "I, I don't know," Ginny was still crying sadly, "I found it in a book my mother gave me. I, I thought someone caught it there and forgot..."

"Miss Wesley should go to the school hospital immediately," Dumbledore interjected involuntarily. "This is a painful torture for her, and the school will not punish her. Many are older and younger than her. The resourceful wizards are all blinded by Voldemort." He strode to the door, opened the door, bowed his head and blinked at Ginny kindly, "You will find that Ms. Pomfrey is not asleep. She was giving out Mandela just now. Herbal Resurrection Potion-I dare say that the victims of the basilisk can wake up at any time."

　　 Mrs. Weasley led Ginny out. Mr. Weasley followed behind, still looking like a big blow. After Professor McGonagall also left, Dumbledore gave Harry some points with a smile, and especially praised Harry for his decisiveness and bravery.

　　 Just as Harry was about to walk out of the office, the door was suddenly slammed open and bounced on the wall behind. Lucius Malfoy stood there, looking furious, and under his arm was a house elf with bandages all over his body, it was Dobby. Lucius rushed into the room and almost knocked Harry somersault. Dobby followed in a panic, bending over, staring at the seam behind the master's robe, desperate and helpless fear on his face.

　　 "Okay!" Lucius stared at Dumbledore with cold eyes, "You are back. The board suspended your position, but you still returned to Hogwarts on your own terms."

"Oh, yes, Lucius," Dumbledore said with a calm smile, "Today, the other eleven directors contacted me. They heard that Arthur Wesley’s daughter had an accident. They all hope that I’m here right away. They seem to think that after a long time, I’m the most suitable for this job. They also told me some strange stories. Some of them seem to think that you have threatened to say if they don’t Agree to suspend my duties and you will curse their family members."

　　 Lucius's face was paler than usual, but his eyes were still erupting with anger. "So—did you stop those attacks?" he asked sarcastically, "did you catch the murderer?"

　　 "We caught it." Dumbledore answered him with a smile.

　　 "Oh?" Lucius asked sharply, "Who is it?"

　　 "It's the same person last time, Lucius," Dumbledore said. "However, Voldemort was active through another person this time. With his diary." He watched Mr. Malfoy's reaction closely. But Harry looked at Dobby. The house elf behaves very strangely. With his two tennis-sized eyes staring at Harry deeply, he kept pointing at the diary and Mr. Malfoy, and then hit his head with his fists.

　　 There was a flash of light in Harry's mind, and he suddenly understood. "Mr. Malfoy, don't you want to know how Ginny got this diary?"

　　 "Huh!" Lucius looked at Harry in disgust, "My time is very precious, and I am not interested in paying attention to a stupid girl, how did he get a ridiculous diary."

　　 "Because you gave it to her," Harry said, "At Lihen Bookstore, you picked up her deformed textbook and secretly stuffed the diary in it, didn't you?"

　　 Lucius's pale hands clenched into fists, and then released them again. He said hoarsely, "Is there any evidence?"

"Oh, no one can provide evidence," Dumbledore said, looking at Harry with a smile, "Now Riddle has disappeared from the notebook. Also, Lucius, I want to give you a piece of advice, don't Distributing old things from Voldemort’s school days. If these things fall into the hands of innocent people, at least Arthur Wesley will be able to find out that they came from you..."

　　 Lucius stood for a moment, with blue veins in the corners of his eyes, suddenly turned his head, and gave Xie Lin an angry look, "Why are you here?"

　　 Xie Lin shrugged and said indifferently: "Dear Father, I happened to meet Harry and the others when I was practicing magic alone, so I helped them a little bit, and then came along by the way."

　　 Lucius's face was gloomy, and when he was about to reprimand him, he glanced at Dumbledore, snorted and expressed his dissatisfaction, and turned to tell Dobby to leave. He twisted the door open, and Dobby ran over in a hurry, and Mr. Malfoy kicked him out. They could hear Dobby's painful screams drifting away along the corridor. Harry stood there staring at the diary, frowning and thinking hard for a moment.

　　 "Professor Dumbledore!" He said hurriedly, UU reading www.uukanshu. com "Excuse me, can I return this diary to Mr. Malfoy?"

　　 "Of course, Harry!" Dumbledore said calmly, took his wand and tapped it on the diary. The snake venom on the diary disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Harry grabbed the diary and rushed out of the office.

　　 In a blink of an eye, only Schelling and Dumbledore were left in the office, and the atmosphere was quiet and awkward for a while. "Um...Professor, if there is nothing wrong, I will leave, you know, I have to review for the final exam!"

"Don't go away, in fact, I have something to say to you. First of all, I must thank you for saving Miss Wesley in the secret room." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled, "Except for Riddle , I have not seen a good little wizard like you for a long time. Seeing you seems to remind me of an old friend."

　　 Although the other party said it lightly, Xie Lin was secretly wary in his heart. He knows Dumbledore's black history, and his old friend probably refers to Grindelwald, which is not a pleasant comment. And the last time the two met was not friendly.

　　 "You passed the award, professor!" Xie Lin said modestly, "I just worked harder, plus a little luck. It's really lucky to be able to come out in the secret room this time."

"No, it's not that simple. Before today, I have been paying attention to you for a long time. Whether it is your performance in the duel club or the duel between the Slytherin factions, you have shown far more than the second grade. The strength a student should have. I heard from Severus the declaration you made in the Slytherin lounge. I think it is very thought-provoking. You and my old friend have things that ordinary people don’t have. Vision, and...ambition."