Dumbledore got the journal and walked away quickly, whether it was an illusion or not, as if McGoth heard a hysterical roar.

He shrugged, whether he was delusional or not, when it came to Dumbledore, he couldn't think of any other option than to die.

In the Headmaster's office, the heads of the four houses were talking about the basilisk when Dumbledore strode in.

"Flitwick, Snape." Dumbledore shouted.

"You go to the Forbidden Forest now, either capture or kill the basilisk or drive it into the depths of the Forbidden Forest."

"Yes, Headmaster." Flitwick nodded, and his figure vanished in a flash.

Snape looked at Dumbledore's journal suspiciously, and he felt a sense of familiarity in it, but he only glanced at it and left with Flitvy.

"Pomona."

"Headmaster." Hufflepuff's director, Professor Sprout, replied.

"You go and plant magical plants around the school to make sure that the big magical beasts are spotted as soon as they come in."

"Okay." Sprout picked up the bag in his hand and walked out the door.

"Minerva, double-check the potentially dangerous areas of the school, go to the various houses and year lounges to make sure the students are there, and seal Salazar's secret room so that no one else can open it."

Professor McGonagall nodded earnestly and hurried away.

When everyone was gone, Dumbledore held the journal up in front of him, his eyes filled with anger and regret.

"Horcruxes." He looked at the old diary with angry eyes.

The diary opened automatically without wind.

"Professor Dumbledore." A line of words appears.

"I'm glad to see you again after fifty years."

"How many Horcruxes did you make, this one was made by killing Myrtle."

"You're as wise as ever, but it's a pity that you got to know a little late." Reading between the lines, it seems that you can see a face full of respect but mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Dumbledore let out a rare heavy curse, then picked up the Elder's wand,

"The flames are blazing!" A white flame that seemed to burn air rose from the journal.

The journal let out a terrible scream.

"How did you find me?" It asked word for word.

"I didn't show any signs of it, you shouldn't be able to spot me, that, there's something wrong with the little wizard. He told you right. ”

Dumbledore was unmoved, he wouldn't believe a word of his words anymore, he really thought he would be fooled by this act of taking eye medicine before he died?

"Ah......h

Dumbledore lowered his wand and was silent for a moment,

"The first." He said.

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In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, the basilisk with a golden crown on its head is swimming quickly into the depths.

"Did they find the Chamber of Secrets?" An illusory shadow floated above the basilisk's head full of doubts, because if it wasn't for the discovery of the two students in the secret room, Dumbledore would never let people chase and kill the basilisk, he could be sure that it wasn't him who showed his feet, he knew that even if Dumbledore discovered the basilisk, as long as he didn't know where the students were, he would definitely not want to kill the basilisk, but seeing that the short wizard who found the basilisk just now made a killing move, it means that they have found two students.

"How did they find it?" The Phantom looked back at the other wizard in the distance who was speeding after him.

"Snape? Interesting. I'll be back, though, Dumbledore, Professor. ”

As they got deeper, Flitwick and Snape slowly stopped.

"Can't chase it anymore." Snape looked at the disappearing basilisk.

"Once the magical beasts in the depths are alarmed, the Forbidden Forest will no longer be safe."

Flitwick nodded and pulled out a bag, "This is the magic plant that Pomona gave me, let's plant them around as much as possible, so that they can be detected as soon as they come out of here within a year." ”

After a busy night of work for the four Masters, at breakfast the next day, Dumbledore announced in the dining hall that he had found the two students, and told them that they needed to recuperate for the time being, and that it was best not to disturb them except their families.

The news has given a revival to a somewhat languishing school. Finally, students don't have to worry about it anymore and can participate in some of the professors' clubs in the evenings.

"Congratulations, Albus." Fudge said to Dumbledore.

"It's too early to congratulate, Connelly, and I haven't heard back from the board yet." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Sooner or later." Fudge said and took out the letter Dumbledore had written last night,

"I'd like to confirm with you what you said, are you sure it was the basilisk that attacked the students, and the fifty dead Muggle wizards?"

"I'm sure." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Well, I'll have my colleagues from the Ministry of Magic come over and collect evidence later, and I hope you agree."

"That's as it should be."

"Hagrid will be back tonight, and we all take your word for it. However, he really broke Azkaban's record from the beginning of its establishment, and was acquitted after only one night in it. ”

"A prison is a place where prisoners are imprisoned, and the innocent always leave there."

"You're right, there are other people in the Ministry of Magic, I'll leave first."

"Please." Dumbledore accompanied Fudge out of the Headmaster's office, just in time to see Lucius walking in a rage.

"Looks like the board of directors has a letter, so I won't bother you." Fudge smiled, said to Lucius and left.

"Lucius, it's a pleasure to see you again." Dumbledore smiled at the furious comer.

"You're in luck, Dumbledore."

"I've been lucky, haven't I? Let me guess, are you here to send me a job offer? ”

The corners of Lucius's mouth twitched violently. Throwing a roll of parchment in front of Dumbledore.

"You guessed it." He spat out word by word.

"By the way, I heard from the members of the board of directors that you seem to have said something about cursing their family? If they don't let me leave. ”

Upon hearing this, Lucius's fair face looked even paler than usual, but his eyes seemed to erupt with anger.

"And I heard from my student that he seems to have seen this thing from you." As he spoke, he took out the burnt journal in the corner.

"What is this?" Lucius' eyes wandered in other directions.

"Oh? Don't you know, I thought this was your stuff. ”

"Nonsense." Noticing his tone, Lucius gave Dumbledore one last fierce look, turned his head and quickly left.

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