That night, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall came out of the Chamber of Secrets and took Malfoy to the University Hospital.

After Ms. Pomfrey's examination, Malfoy passed out and would wake up the next day.

But by the time everyone had left the hospital and Hermione had fallen asleep. Lying motionless on the hospital bed, Malfoy's eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of eyes sparkled in the darkness.

It wasn't long before he closed his eyes again......

The next day, Dudley, who had slept until almost eleven o'clock, woke up and called out to Harry and Ron in the common room to go to Dumbledore's office.

Dudley stood outside Dumbledore's office door, knocked on them, and pushed the door open.

In addition to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, there was silence in the room for a moment, and their eyes were on Dudley and them.

Dudley didn't bother with their gazes, didn't feel any pressure, he walked over to his desk, grabbed the cockroach pile on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

Although it was almost lunch, he was very hungry and needed something to fill his stomach. Although the taste of that thing is not very good, it looks like a bunch of cockroaches bouncing in the mouth.

Dudley watched as he ate. Dumbledore sat across from him with a smile on his face, Professor McGonagall stood next to Dumbledore with a serious face, and Fawkes lazily stood on Dumbledore's shoulder, chirping at him.

"How did you do that?" Professor McGonagall finally stopped looking serious, her hand tugging at her chest and glancing back and forth between Dudley and Harry.

Dudley pouted, then pulled out the remains of the journal from his wizard's robe that he hadn't turned in yesterday.

After that, he began to tell Dumbledore and Professors McGonagall about ten percent of the information, of course.

He spoke for about a quarter of an hour, and everyone listened attentively, and the room was silent.

He recounted how Harry heard a geismal voice all the time, how they stole the ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion, how they tried to find out who had opened the secret room, and how they finally dealt with the basilisk......

Dudley didn't feel the need to hide anything about the compound potion, after all, Hermione was a cat like a cat until now, and she couldn't hide it if she wanted to.

According to Ms. Pomfrey, Hermione would spend at least a few weeks in the school hospital.

"Very good," Dudley paused, and Professor McGonagall reverted to her previous seriousness, "I have to warn you that you have violated almost a hundred school rules with these probes. ”

Harry and Ron were startled by this, and they thought that what awaited them was expulsion.

Dudley shook his head and smiled, heh, woman!

He looked at Dumbledore, only to see Dumbledore smiling faintly, his eyes shining from the lenses of his half-moon glasses.

"That's not right...... Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with a puzzled expression, "According to our latest news, Voldemort is ......" She didn't continue, but turned her head to look at Dudley and the three of them.

Dudley raised an eyebrow, hehe, still thinking about keeping Voldemort a secret, he looked at Dumbledore with interest.

Dumbledore, like a child, raised his pale eyebrows at Dudley, and said gently, "Voldemort should be hiding in the deep forests of Albania at the moment. ”

He pointed to the remains of the diary in front of Dudley, "Is it because of this?

"yes," Dudley sighed, pushing the remains of the diary in front of him towards Dumbledore, "There's memories of Voldemort being sixteen years old. ”

Dumbledore took the remains of the diary on his desk in his hands, his eyes shooting down his long, crooked nose, and staring intently at the wet, charred pages.

"According to Riddle, Malfoy secretly got the diary during the summer vacation and made a fake one," Dudley found the fake journal as well, "Since then, Malfoy has been learning spells and the application of spells with Riddle until some time ago, and he was completely controlled......

Dumbledore nodded, and he smiled and said, "You have done a great job, and you will receive a special contribution award to the school, including Miss Granger, of course." And also... Let me think... By the way, each of you will earn a hundred points for Gryffindor. ”

Dudley keenly noticed a flash of a smile on Professor McGonagall's face.

Harry and Ron's cheeks instantly turned bright pink.

"You know what, Minerva," Dumbledore winked at Professor McGonagall, "I think they should have a party to celebrate these things." Although there are not many people at the moment, we are going to do it too. Can you please inform the kitchen?"

"All right," replied Professor McGonagall dryly, as she made her way to the door, "then Dursley, Potter, and Weasley will be left to you." ”

"No problem. ”

Dudley pursed his lips vaguely, and Dumbledore began to chase people away, which meant that the charming old Deng online Q&A was about to begin.

With a wave of Dumbledore's hand, Dudley had two more benches around him, and he said to Harry and Ron, "Sit down." ”

Harry and Ron looked at each other and sat down on their stools a little stiffly, the scene a little serious.

"Harry, do you have some doubts that haven't been resolved," Dumbledore looked at Harry and smiled softly.

Harry didn't think about it, and blurted out all of a sudden, "Why am I a parseltongue," he had wanted to ask since Dudley's lie last time he had been exposed, but he hadn't had the chance.

"Harry, you know Parseltongue," Dumbledore said calmly, "because Voldemort knows Parseltongue. He was the last heir of Salazar Slytherin. If I'm not mistaken, the night he left you scarred, he transferred some of his own mana to you. He didn't mean to, I'm sure ......"

"Voldemort transferred a part of himself to mine?" Harry was stunned.

"Apparently so. ”

"So I should be in Slytherin," Harry said, staring desperately at Dumbledore's face, "The Sorting Hat may have seen some Slytherin skills in me, and it ......"

"It just put you in Gryffindor. Dumbledore said unhurriedly, "Do you know how Salazar Slytherin chooses his students......? Strong-willed...... There is also a certain contempt for the rules and regulations of the law. You have these qualities, but the Sorting Hat ended up putting you in Gryffindor, and if you think about it, you know why......"