"Well deserved! Who made him want to use the Oblivion Spell on you! Hermione didn't have the slightest sympathy for Lockhart, but glared at Lockhart angrily.

Dumbledore nodded noncommittally, agreeing with the statement, he knew a little bit about Lockhart, which did look like what Lockhart would do.

Ivan continued to briefly describe his battle with Tom Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets, then took out the torn journal and placed it on his desk, along with the Ravenclaw crown.

"Professor, that's what Tom Riddle is doing in the castle!" Ivan spoke.

Dumbledore picked up one of the Horcruxes and looked at it closely, his long hooked nose almost touching the charred paper.

After half a ring, Dumbledore slowly put down his journal and looked at Ravenclaw's crown with emotion. "Remarkable! I have to say that he is probably the best student Hogwarts has ever been. ”

He had already understood the secret of Voldemort's escape from death, and that was to make Horcruxes!

According to Ivan's description, Tom Riddle completed the first Horcrux when he was in fifth grade, which is why he was surprised.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore suddenly paused and looked at Ivan.

Compared to Tom Riddle, who made Horcruxes at the age of sixteen, Ivan, who was able to beat him in the second grade, was obviously even better.

Not to mention, according to Ivan's own account, he obtained the method of fusing the bloodline of magical creatures in the Slytherin laboratory, and completed the hemolysis ritual according to the steps given by Slytherin.

If you include the power that Ivan gained from the awakening of his bloodline in his first grade, he is the first person in the wizarding world to possess the bloodlines of two magical creatures at the same time.

This achievement is much stronger than Voldemort's student days...

"No, Professor, I've always thought you were the best student Hogwarts has ever seen! The whole wizarding world knows that you are the most feared person by Voldemort...", Ivan keenly noticed Dumbledore's gaze and hurriedly said modestly.

The reason why Ivan took the initiative to throw himself to complete the bloodline fusion ritual was to dispel Dumbledore's doubts.

After all, he still had to stay in school for several years, so it was impossible not to use bloodline magic all the time, and this also explained the reason why his strength had become stronger so quickly.

Anyway, the method of fusing the bloodline was obtained from the Slytherin laboratory, and the source was reasonable, plus he completed the fusion at the instigation of Tom Riddle, so Dumbledore couldn't blame him anyway.

Listening to Ivan's flattery, Dumbledore laughed dumbly.

He was about to say something when a hairless "turkey" the size of a fist suddenly emerged from Ivan's wizarding robes, and it jumped onto the table at once, and its mouth made a beautiful singing sound, as if to tell something.

Hermione's eyes widened, curious at the scene.

Ivan said with a hint of apology. "Professor, your phoenix ate Voldemort's killing curse to protect me, and that's what it is."

Killing Curse? Hermione was surprised, she didn't expect the battle Ivan had experienced to be so dangerous.

"Don't worry, Hals, the phoenix is a very magical creature, death is just a reincarnation for it, and it will soon recover."

Dumbledore wasn't surprised, he reached out to soothe Fawkes, and as he spoke, he put Fawkes back on the tall gilded perch.

"By the way, and your wand, thanks to this, I was able to finally defeat Tom." Ivan also duly pulled out the bone-catching wand from his sleeve and returned it.

Although the Elder Wand's ability to bless magic impressed Ivan.

But Ivan, who knew about this deathly height, knew even more that this thing had already been recognized, and the owner was Albus Dumbledore, the strongest wizard in the wizarding world today!

Since he couldn't get it at all, Ivan was very calm, and did not hesitate to return the old wand.

Dumbledore reached out and took it, all the while keeping an eye on Ivan's expression. Noticing that there was no nostalgia on Ivan's face, he couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart.

He asked Fawkes to give Ivan the Elder Wand to use, not without temptation.

Ivan, as a second-year wizard, is a little out of the ordinary, and his strength is too fast. This made Dumbledore faintly uneasy, fearing that he would go astray, and the wizarding world could no longer afford a second Voldemort...

"Professor, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first." Ivan didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, but there was always a sense of insecurity in the presence of a Dementor Master.

"Wait a minute, Hals!" Dumbledore stopped Ivan, who was about to leave, and in his puzzled gaze, took out a letter and pushed it in front of him.

"The head of the Merlin Knights sent me a letter a few days ago, asking me to tell you that the award ceremony should be in these days!"

Ivan happily put away the envelope, feeling that he had another legend point to be credited, and left with Hermione.

"What about me? What should I do? Lockhart looked left and right, and he was the only one left in the Headmaster's office except Dumbledore.

"Mr. Lockhart, the investigators from the Ministry of Magic will be here tomorrow, and until then, I'm sure Madam Pomfrey from the school hospital will take care of you." Dumbledore glanced at him and said lightly.

Because of Lockhart, there was a series of attacks at Hogwarts, leaving four junior witches unconscious.

His office was almost filled with a flood of complaints these days, and Dumbledore certainly didn't need to protect Lockhart.

As for whether Lockhart will be sent to Azkaban or thrown to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for treatment, it will be up to the Ministry of Magic to find out whether Lockhart's bad past will be detected.

Sending Lockhart away at will, Dumbledore looked at the large destroyed holes in the two Horcruxes, and kept tapping his index finger on the tabletop, silently pondering.

He didn't think there were many things that could destroy Horcruxes...

In the empty office, a voice suddenly sounded.

"It's really hard to believe that he's only in the second year, but it seems that he is deliberately hiding a lot of things."

"I don't think that Tom Riddle guy would be so kind as to help him with some dangerous fusion experiment, there must be something in this that we don't know."

"Hey, that's a bad boy!" On the wall of the principal's room, a portrait of a bearded old man chattered and expressed his opinions.