At the end of the summer vacation, the group unsurprisingly went to Diagon Alley to buy books, and Lockhart, who was a perfect liar by nature, attracted the attention of many people, and after a confrontation with Malfoy's father, Charles pulled out the diary that had been stuffed into Ginny's bag.

Dark and obscure magic fluctuations tried to interfere with Charles's sanity, but his body was a clone of the old gods, and only one in seven Voldemort was completely ignored by him, but destroying this thing was beyond his current magical strength, and there was no way to find a basilisk at this time.

Charles said goodbye to the others and secretly left Diagon Alley with his diary.

After drinking three German rye beers in the Leaky Cauldron Bar, he came up with an idea and found a taxi to get out of London, where the crematorium was not much better in an era of smog in London.

Yes, crematorium, he was going to see if the heat of about 1,000 degrees could affect the power of magic on a physical level.

Science and magic, let's fight!

In his previous life, he often saw some terrifying posts in places such as Moments or Penguin Space, saying that the crematorium sold corpse oil to a restaurant or something like balabala, but in fact, there could be no grease left during the high-temperature combustion process of the incinerator.

Affected by the incineration staff's mind, Charles found an empty crematorium, opened it, threw his notebook in, refueled it, and lit it.

In less than ten seconds, the space around the notebook was distorted, and although Charles could not see the scene inside, the magic fluctuations were very strong, Voldemort's Horcruxes really had the ability to protect themselves, and those wizards who knew nothing about the power of science would only think of using ancient methods to deal with such dangerous things.

Thirty seconds later, the fluctuation of the magic power suddenly magnified tenfold, and Charles's face changed, and he got all the staff in the crematorium out, and he ran out of the crematorium as quickly as he could.

A minute later, with a loud bang, the entire incinerator exploded, and the flames jumped hundreds of meters high, and half of the crematorium was ignited.

Charles stood outside in the open space and watched the catastrophe unfold, the magic fluctuations reaching their peak at the moment of the explosion, and then quickly dissipating until everything was calm again.

Obviously, it's a shame that Horcruxes have lost to science.

Charles shook his head to leave, but stopped again, drew his wand, drew his wand in the air, drew the words in the Rune text to defend against flames, and walked back to the incinerator.

Near the big crater that was blown up, a notebook cover that had not yet burned out was lying quietly in the corner, Charles picked up the broken cover, pinched it gently, the ashes fell, and a cold spiritual power sourced from his arm and rushed towards his brain.

Charles didn't react, as if he was frightened, and his mental power rushed into his brain, and then only a scream sounded in his head, as if he had seen something terrible, and then it turned into calm, and the cold spiritual power lost its dominance and was quickly absorbed by Charles's mental space.

"Goodbye, Mr. Tom Riddle."

Charles spoke softly, and then hurriedly left the scene of the explosion, the sirens in the distance were getting closer and closer, and the people of Scotland Yard could not see him here.

After a round and a taxi back to Diagon Alley, poor Harry complained to Charles with a stack of Lohard's autographs, "Where have you been?" Help me carry the top one, this is your share this year. ”

Charles slapped his forehead, drew his wand and floated the books behind him, Harry looked enviously and said, "It's so convenient, if only I could do the same." ”

"Then practice the levitation charm," Charles said casually, "what about Mrs. Weasley?" ”

"She's taken Ron to buy a dress," Harry said.

"Poor Ron, his mother is afraid she'll pick him the cheapest one," Charles said, shaking his head, "let's go and save him." ”

Confused, Harry went straight to the dress shop and stopped Mrs. Weasley before she could pay, Charles successfully offered to give Ron his old dress, after all, he was about the same size as Ron in the previous two years, and it just so happened that he wanted to buy a new one.

Mrs. Weasley was hesitant and wanted to pay Charles, but he refused, and Ron was extremely happy that he didn't have to wear that pink dress, no matter what Charles's old dress looked like, it couldn't be worse than that pink dress, not to mention Charles's promise that he would only wear that dress once.

After everyone was finally busy, they finally started to go to the station to get ready to get on the train.

"Hey! What is that? Don't run, Salei-Mohas! ”

Just as everyone was lining up to enter the Nine and Three-Quarters station, Charles suddenly shouted, drew his wand at an extremely fast speed, and a red light flew out and exploded on the ceiling!

A short, ugly figure screamed and exploded into a cloud of mist, and the Muggles around him screamed, and the two station policemen immediately approached with their whistles.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley, but the house-elf's appearance is very suspicious!"

Charles apologizes to Arthur, and when he sees Dobby, it is too late to warn the crowd, so he can only drive him away.

And Harry, who was extremely vigilant when Charles spoke, also spotted the phantom figure, and he immediately shouted, "It's that little monster!" That damn little monster that made me locked in the attic! ”

"That's not a little monster, Harry, it's a house-elf." As a member of the Ministry of Magic who dealt with the misuse of Muggle items, Arthur Weasley was even more experienced in dealing with complex issues than the Aurors, who didn't have to deal with biting toilets or bottles of cream flying through the air, spewing cream and writing all sorts of dirty words.

With a wave of his wand, a red light knocked the two nearby police officers unconscious, urging the children: "Hurry up, you guys enter the station immediately, Charles is still underage, the Ministry of Magic will be here soon, I will deal with the affairs here, don't miss the train!" ”

Mrs. Weasley was also urging together, and although Ron was very worried about his parents, but under the urging of the Weasleys, everyone could only quickly enter the platform with their heads down.

Charles, who was walking at the back, heard a thud before he crashed into the wall, and Mr. Weasley explained loudly: "Yes! It's me who uses magic! Oh no, I was sending the kids to school and then a strange monster suddenly attacked us, and I suspect it's a Balmore shadow monster! ”

"There's no Balmore Shadow Monster, Arthur, that thing became extinct in Bulgaria two hundred and thirty-seven years ago! You must ...... with me."

The sound behind is not heard, the train with the whistle is in front of you, and Hogwarts is almost there.