"William aside, how is the castle search going, Minerva?"

In the Headmaster's office on the eighth floor of the castle, looking at Professor McGonagall, who was still skeptical of Dumbledore's words, Dumbledore smiled and changed the subject, his blue eyes were always so bright, as if there was a power in them that could move people's hearts.

"Finding nothing, we searched all night, scooky every corner of Hogwarts but found nothing." Professor McGonagall sighed softly.

"We didn't even know what we wanted to search, so we had to try our best to find some strange places, and I hadn't had a good rest in more than a day." Professor McGonagall's tone was full of exhaustion, and she really didn't have the heart to speculate about Dumbledore's intentions right now.

"Minerva, the most important thing you should do now is to have a good rest, don't think about these things for the time being, the students are still looking forward to your wonderful Transfiguration class teaching." Dumbledore said with concern.

"But I can't rest at all now, and I shudder at the thought that there is a mysterious wizard in the castle who wantonly harms students, where can I still sleep soundly!" Professor McGonagall genuinely cares about the well-being of her students, and she is a perfect professor from any point of view.

In fact, the deans of the four major houses can be said to be quite competent professors, and even Snape, who is the least liked by the students, after he became the headmaster of Hogwarts, also tried his best to protect the students from the persecution of the Death Eaters in the school.

Although, his methods and actions are difficult for everyone to understand.

"But people always need to rest, and only when they have rested can they have the energy to catch the murderer who attacked the students, right? Minerva, you're not too young. ”

"I'll get some rest." Professor McGonagall nodded calmly, then she looked up at Dumbledore.

"But you're going to tell me what you mean by that thing you said yesterday in the school hospital? Have you already guessed something? ”

Looking at the aggressive Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore nodded calmly, "I did think of something, and you may also know that fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened and led to the death of a student, and at that time, like you, I was the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts. ”

"I know, people say it's the poor little girl who lives in the bathroom on the second floor, Myrtle."

"Yes, she was the biggest victim of that misfortune, and her life was permanently taken by unknown magic. But you know what, Minerva, we didn't catch the real murderer at that time, the one who actually opened the secret room, and we didn't get caught. Dumbledore's voice, he frowned, trying to recall his previous memories.

"And how did it end up at that time?" Professor McGonagall asked, a little curiously.

"The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic caught a student, and that student did do something against the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and the school, in order to settle the matter as soon as possible, they charged him, and then the case was hastily closed, that person you know, is the warden of the hunting grounds, Hagrid."

"Merlin is on top!" Hearing this, Professor McGonagall's mouth opened in disbelief, "How could they do this! ”

"At the time, Hagrid secretly kept a dangerous pet that was difficult to define, and he somewhere got an eight-eyed spider, and as we all know, the Ministry of Magic did not allow wizards to keep such dangerous creatures privately.

But I also know that the eight-eyed spider will never petrify people, so Hagrid is definitely wronged. It's true that he made a mistake, but there is definitely someone else who killed Myrtle and opened the secret room. Dumbledore said with confidence.

"Didn't you stop it from happening?" Professor McGonagall asked, a little curiously.

"Minerva, I was just a Transfiguration professor at that time, unlike now, I didn't have that much energy at that time, I could only try to make sure he didn't step into this complex society too soon, get him an errand at Hogwarts, and let him keep his wand." At this, Dumbledore closed his eyes in some pain

"No accusations, you've done a good job." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips at this answer.

"But I did have one object of suspicion at the time, and that was Tom, Tom Riddle."

"Who was that, another student at the time?" Professor McGonagall asked, she didn't know much about what was going on, but she had only vaguely heard some rumors.

When Riddle opened the secret room, Professor McGonagall was still a little girl who had not entered the school, so naturally she would not have heard the name.

"Yes, he was a brilliant student, and since he was a child, he showed extraordinary talent for magic, just like William now, he was equally handsome, he was very talkative, and he scored quite well in every exam, which made him attract the attention of almost everyone.

Every professor felt that he was a good seedling and would grow into a great figure in the wizarding world in the future.

And he really didn't disappoint these people, and really grew into a big shot. Dumbledore's tone began to drop.

"What's wrong? Is there anything to doubt about such an excellent student? Hearing Dumbledore's words, Professor McGonagall asked, puzzled.

"You may not know that after graduating from Hogwarts, Tom traveled far and wide, mingling with the most dangerous people in the darkest and most obscure parts of the wizarding world, which led him deeper and deeper into the quagmire of dark arts. By the time he returned to England, people had forgotten his original name and had adopted a new, chilling one. ”

Dumbledore waved his hand, and a puff of smoke rose from the strange silverware on the table, which merged into Tom Riddle's name in the air, and then Dumbledore waved his hand again, and the letters were rearranged into a sentence.

"I'm Voldemort? O Merlin! "Professor McGonagall looked a little out of breath from her excitement and fear, she had been frightened enough today.

"He's, the guy who can't be named? However, how could such an excellent student become like this! She said tremblingly.