"I thought you didn't know much about this, did you know something from your grandfather? I didn't think he would tell you that, after all, he had such a bad relationship with Richard. Dumbledore pretended not to know.

"My great-grandfather had a bad relationship with most of the people in the family, just like you were the minister. Silver said with a smile.

Harry was dazed, what were Dumbledore and Silver talking about, he didn't understand what they meant......

"Ah, that's what I can do to understand a little bit of Richard's mood. Dumbledore said, "There are quite a few talented wizards who have fallen because of their pretentiousness. ”

"It's a little bit different. "At least my great-grandfather, who was plagued by a genetic disease, had no choice, and he was selfish, but he also wanted to change the fate of the family's descendants - although my ability to get rid of the genetic disease was not directly related to my great-grandfather's attempt." ”

"I've heard Harry say that you were there when Horace gave Harry a memory. Dumbledore abruptly changed the subject, "Do you have anything to add to that memory?"

"No, Minister. That memory was just a personal memento for Professor Slughorn, and I think my great-grandfather must have locked his memory. Silver said.

"Do you have the key to unlock the lock?" said Dumbledore.

"No, but it doesn't have much to do with what I'm going to say. Silver said indifferently, "Let me guess what you are thinking, minister, do you think that my great-grandfather is the real culprit behind Yiqiē?"

"Jack, I think you misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstood?" Silver raised an eyebrow, "but it's easy to misunderstand your unusual behavior during this time, Minister, that you're relying more and more on the people of the Ministry of Magic than on the members of the Order of the Phoenix. It's a lot more distant from us than it used to be. ”

"I've probably changed a little, power is confusing. Dumbledore looked tired, "But I didn't doubt my friends. ”

"I believe so. Minister. Now the opportunity has come, Riddle is hiding in a corner of Hogwarts right now, and you are so attached to that memory, Minister, that you just want to know the contents of that secret method and learn about Riddle's weaknesses, but it just so happens that I know a lot about it. If you think you can, we can go to Riddle who is hiding in Hogwarts now. ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, apparently considering the veracity of Silver's words.

"Well, when, how many people will be needed?" Dumbledore stood up, "Do you need me to call the Aurors?"

"Of course - if it's an Auror of Kingsley's level. ”

"I'm sorry. Mr. Harry said, "I think we should think again, V-"

"Silently. Silver used the Silent Spell on Harry.

"I'm sorry, Potter. "Calling him by his name is informing Riddle that we're coming, and if you want to avenge your parents, you'd better settle down, right?"

Silver said provocatively.

Dumbledore sighed, no joy on his old face.

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The hour hand points to half-past twelve. Harry's stomach began to growl. Snape, who had not spoken, finally looked up.

"Quiet, Potter. He said in disgust, "I don't understand why I took you with me, so that the Dark Lord could take one more burial object with him before he died?"

Harry was about to retort. but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"Well, Severus, according to Jack's information, if you want to destroy the Dark Lord hiding at Hogwarts more completely. Harry had to be brought along. ”

"With all due respect, I don't see any need for this. Snape said coldly. "How long do we have to wait? I have to warn you that the Dark Lord is better at fighting in the night than any wizard. The night strengthens his magic. ”

"When he's strongest, he's weakest, Professor Snape. "But we'd better be careful, for any negligence in the presence of such a wizard could cost us our lives." ”

"Alright, now that it's time, let's do it quickly. Professor Slughorn said impatiently, "I have a class tomorrow! ”

"So let's get started. ”

Silver unlocked his illusion spell. Suddenly, there was a scream and a crash from the hallway. And they all stopped and listened.

"You--dare-ah-!"

The sound came from a nearby hallway, and everyone rushed over with their wands clenched, and turned another corner to see Professor Trelawney lying on the floor, her head covered by one of her many shawls, and several sherry bottles scattered aside, one broken.

"Sybil—"

Dumbledore ran up to help her. Some of her shiny beads were tangled in her glasses. She hiccuped loudly, patted her hair, and stood up with Dumbledore's help.

"What's going on?"

"That's a good question!," she said harshly, "I was just walking alone, thinking of some ominous sign that I happened to catch a glimpse...... Wait, you're-

Professor Trelawney only then realized that it was Dumbledore who had lifted him, and she was clearly very drunk.

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore. Trelawney's gaze suddenly became evasive, "I've just had a little too much to drink today." ”

Harry saw Silver touching a tapestry of trolls dancing on the wall to the right, and a smooth, hard stone wall on the left.

"What are you doing?"

Silver walked to the stone wall without saying a word.

"He's aware of us, come in!" (To be continued......)