Witcher at Hogwarts

"First of all, Harry, I want to thank you," said Dumbledore, with another twinkle in his eye.

"You must have shown absolute loyalty and bravery to me in the secret room below. Only this kind of loyalty and bravery can summon Fox to your side."

Hermione and Ron kept nodding aside, and suddenly Fawkes flew into Dumbledore's lap, and Dumbledore stroked it gently.

"So Professor Dumbledore, the basilisk has been eliminated, then who is the heir of Slytherin?" Hermione asked cautiously.

Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed, "The basilisk was released by Miss Ginny Weasley."

Harry, Ron and Hermione gasped in shock at the same time.

"How is this possible? Ginny is only 11 years old. She is a Gryffindor. There has never been a Slytherin in our Weasley family. This is ridiculous."

Ron was frightened by the news that Ginny was the heir of Slytherin, and he began to defend his sister.

"Mr. Weasley, calm down. Miss Weasley is indeed innocent in this matter." Dumbledore comforted Ron in a soothing voice.

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Ron's excitement finally calmed down.

"What is going on here? Professor Dumbledore?" In the end, Hermione caught the point of the matter and asked on Ron's behalf.

"Miss Weasley was controlled by a powerful dark magic item and released the basilisk. It was not her intention to release the basilisk," Dumbledore explained.

"Dark magic items?" Ron's face was so pale that he was very worried about his sister at this moment.

"What about Ginny? Is she injured?" Ron was extremely uneasy. Ginny's news made him so upset that he even stood up. Now he wanted to go back and check on Ginny's condition.

"Ron, calm down. We just saw Ginny before we came here. She seemed fine." Hermione tugged on Ron's sleeve, trying to calm him down.

Ron finally realized that his sister might have been out of danger, so he sat back down and waited for Dumbledore to continue.

"Mr. Weasley, don't worry, Miss Weasley has fully recovered now and there will be no problems." Dumbledore said to Ron.

"In fact, Miss Weasley is very brave. The dark magic item is very powerful. Many wizards who are older and more resourceful than her will be fooled by it. But Miss Weasley got rid of the control in time and took the item. The dark magic items were handed over to Professor Ethan.”

Having said this, Dumbledore smiled and nodded to Ethan.

"Oh, God, that's why Dobby said that." Harry then understood why Dobby said that there was something evil around Professor Ethan.

At the same time, he was also a little ashamed that he had doubted Professor Ethan at that time. After all, Ethan had always been protecting him.

"So, Professor Dumbledore, what exactly is that dark magic item, and how did Ginny get that dark magic item." Hermione asked the question with some confusion.

Dumbledore opened the drawer, took out Voldemort's notebook, and placed it on the table. "That's what got Ginny."

Harry picked up the diary in confusion and observed it carefully. He didn't notice any difference between this diary and other diaries, except that there was a big hole that penetrated the entire diary.

"Whose diary does it belong to? How did it get into Ginny's hands?" Ron was very sure that there was absolutely no such thing in his home.

But Harry, Ron and Hermione tried hard to recall it. They seemed to be able to confirm that they had seen Ginny often holding this diary some time ago. At that time, no one related it to Slater. Lin's heirs are linked together.

"Professor Dumbledore, whose diary does it belong to?" Harry asked his most curious question.

"It's Voldemort. This diary was written when he was sixteen years old. At that time, he sealed a piece of his soul in it." Dumbledore said this terrible thing in a relaxed tone.

Hearing this name, Harry, Ron and Hermione shrank their heads in unison.

"But, how could he?" Harry was frightened by Voldemort and was speechless. He simply couldn't imagine that he had actually survived with Voldemort for half a semester.

"This is a very dark and evil magic, Harry, I hope you don't even understand it." Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and said to Harry and Ron.

The three young wizards nodded quickly. Since Dumbledore said this was very dangerous, it was better not to study it as much as possible.

"Professor, I can also communicate with snakes. Does this mean that I also have Slytherin blood?" Harry gritted his teeth and asked the question he was most worried about recently.

Harry already knew that Voldemort was the heir of Slytherin, and people with Slytherin blood were Parseltongues. Ever since Harry understood the special nature of his Parseltongue, he had been worried about this problem.

"Professor, the Sorting Hat once told me that I would be outstanding in Slytherin." Harry finally expressed his deepest concerns.

Ron and Hermione stretched their ears when they heard this. Harry had never said these words to them.

"Harry, you speak Parseltongue," Dumbledore said calmly, "because Voldemort speaks Parseltongue."

"He is the last heir of Salazar Slytherin. If I am not mistaken, he transferred some of his own spells to you the night he scarred you. He did not do this intentionally. Yes, I’m sure.”

"Voldemort transferred part of himself into my body?" Harry was stunned in surprise, while Ron and Hermione also opened their mouths in surprise.

"Obviously so." Dumbledore nodded.

"So I should be in Slytherin," Harry said, staring desperately at Dumbledore's face. "The Sorting Hat may have seen some of Slytherin's abilities in me. It's one by one."

"Putting you in Gryffindor," Dumbledore said calmly.

"Listen to me, Harry. You happen to possess many of the qualities that Salazar Slytherin prized in his careful selection of students, some of his own rare gifts, Parseltongue, resourcefulness, strong will, and a certain Contempt of the law." Dumbledore said, his silver beard trembling slightly again.

Ethan nodded aside and agreed deeply. He was deeply aware of Salazar's "disdain for legal regulations."

"But the Sorting Hat placed you in Gryffindor. Do you know why this happened? Think about it."

"The reason it put me in Gryffindor," Harry said in a frustrated tone, "is because I asked not to go to Slytherin."

"Exactly," said Dumbledore, smiling again.

"This makes you very different from Voldemort. Harry, it is our choice to express our true selves, which is more important than our abilities."

Harry sat motionless in his chair, completely stunned. "Harry, if you still need proof that you really belong to Gryffindor, I suggest you take a closer look at this."

Dumbledore leaned forward and picked up the blood-stained silver sword from the desk and handed it to Harry.

Harry turned it over in confusion. The ruby ​​gleamed in the firelight. Then, he saw a name engraved near the hilt of the sword, Godric Gryffindor.

"Only a true Gryffindor could pull it out of the hat, Harry," Dumbledore said simply.

Harry let out a long breath, and now the biggest knot in his heart was relieved.

"By the way, there is something about Dobby -" Harry had not forgotten his old friend. He hurriedly wanted to ask about Dobby. Hermione also pricked up her ears and listened carefully. Dobby was the one she started to protect the elves. An important goal of the work.

"Dobby has been properly placed by me, Harry." Dumbledore smiled, "In fact, I will ask you to come to my office in a few days. Some school directors need to know the specific situation of the Chamber of Secrets incident. You should see Dobby by then."

"But now -" Dumbledore sat up straight and knocked on the table with his hand, "I think we are all hungry. A celebration banquet has been arranged for you in the auditorium. We can go and enjoy the big meal together. .”

Only then did the three little wizards realize that their stomachs were already growling. Because they were so nervous just now, they didn't even feel hungry.

Harry, Ron and Hermione stood up eagerly, ready to enjoy the food.