"Wait!" Harry saw that Lucius Malfoy wanted to take the opportunity to leave, and hurriedly spoke, "Shouldn't Mr. Malfoy explain this dark magic item to the Ministry of Magic?" ”

Ron reacted quickly, and he followed up with the mending knife, "That's right! I remember Mr. Malfoy being prosecuted by the Ministry of Magic claiming that the journal was not a danger to people. ”

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick went to inform the students of the good news, and now there were only a few Backroom Clients and Dumbledore left in the Headmaster's office.

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Lucius's brain spun rapidly, and he turned his face unchanged, "That's exactly what I said at the time. ”

"Then you ......" Harry felt like he had grasped Lucius's handle at this moment, and the thought of punishing him severely, his aching muscles rejuvenated after a day of running underground, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth rose up into a smug smile.

"But does the harm to the students prove that the diary is a dark magic object?" Lucius spread his hands, "But there has never been such a reason, could it be that the spells taught in your textbooks will not cause harm to people?" ”

"Mr. Potter, this is a great insult to our Malfoy family," Lucius was indignant, "everything has to be evidenced, and my acquittal is the answer approved by the members of the Wizengamot of the Ministry of Magic, are you going to openly challenge the authority of the Ministry of Magic?" ”

Harry knotted, not knowing how to refute Lucius's words.

As he claimed, he simply didn't have enough evidence to know that Riddle's diary had been completely destroyed.

"Lucius," Dumbledore finally spoke before Malfoy stepped out of the office door, "I'd like to trust the judgment of the Ministry of Magic, but this summer we need to fix the Quidditch pitch and give the professors a raise......

“…… Let's take the money from the Malfoy family's Gringotts account," Lucius pondered for a moment, "Just take it as the Malfoy family's free donation to Hogwarts, and I hope we can work together more happily in the future." ”

"I think it's safer to have a credential," Dumbledore was not worried about Lucius' credibility, "and it will save us from the embarrassment of forgetfulness." ”

"Dobby!" Lucius took a deep breath and called out to the house-elves in his house, and there was a popping explosion in the empty space in front of him, and a house-elf appeared in front of Lucius, bowing deeply, its pointed nose nearly piercing the expensive red carpet of Dumbledore's office.

"Make a note, the kind of ...... that is counterfeit-proof" Lucius made his own request, I have to say that the house-elf is really a magical species, with all kinds of unbelievable means and excellent magic, and in a short time, Dobby completed his task brilliantly.

Lucius took the note, signed his name on it, and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Go and talk to Draco in a moment, I'll dine with him at the Slytherin table tonight."

Dobby looked at his master with big eyes and pecked his head violently.

"If there's nothing to do, I'll go first." Lucius Malfoy glanced at the students present, he was deflated today, not only did he not let Dumbledore step down, but he scattered a lot of money, and he wrote down this hatred today.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, watching the Malfoy head leave the office.

"Professor Dumbledore," Harry said hurriedly, "may I return this journal to Mr. Malfoy?"

Dumbledore was stunned for two seconds, "Of course. ”

Harry grabbed Riddle's journal and rushed out, intending to add some personal goods to the journal so that Dobby the elf could successfully free himself from the Malfoy family.

"Okay guys," Dumbledore said with a smile, "if it's all right, Gildero, you take the students downstairs, Severus has informed the kitchen that there's a big celebratory dinner tonight." ”

Joel let the other three go first, leaving him in the principal's office.

"Is there anything you can do?" Dumbledore was tired, and he walked back to his desk and waved his wand to retrieve the tables and chairs in the room.

"Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry I didn't get this journal to you in advance, if I did, maybe not so much would have happened this school year." Joel sat across from Dumbledore and spoke, he could see the headmasters on the walls around him quietly open another eye.

"It's okay," Dumbledore pulled open the desk drawer, took out a box of delicately packaged candy, and stuffed one into his mouth, "You said that this contains Tom Riddle's soul, so do you know his true identity?" ”

"The Dark Lord," Joel's face didn't change or his heart beat, "I know that. ”

Dumbledore nodded, it wasn't a secret, Hagrid and Flitwick knew it.

"If you know Tom's true identity, you should be able to understand that," Dumbledore explained to him, "even if you gave me Tom's diary, with Tom's character, he wouldn't show any special abilities in front of me." ”

"Tom's memories in the diary are 50 years ago, when he hadn't graduated, was very wary of me, and never really trusted me," Dumbledore continued, "and communicating with him was useless. ”

"If this journal is in someone else's hands, you can completely seduce the dark side of Tom's heart, this is a flaw, you have managed to catch it, and this piece of Tom's soul is eradicated along with the basilisk."

"In other words, you didn't give me the diary in the first place, but you did a great job." Dumbledore finally came to a conclusion.

Joel didn't say anything more, took a lemon candy from Dumbledore's palm, and stuffed it into his mouth, filling his mouth with an indescribably sour taste.

From the details of the conversation with Dumbledore, Joel knew that Dumbledore had guessed the true identity of Riddle's diary, which achieved his goal, and the dangerous activity of finding Horcruxes was left to Dumbledore to do.

"Don't worry," Dumbledore seemed to see through Joel's thoughts, and he took the initiative to speak, "Tom's real body should still be in the Albanian forest now, and his body is too weak to sense what is happening in this soul. ”

"I have to say, you've impressed me," Dumbledore laughed, "a third-year student has mastered two difficult skills, the Patronus Charm and the Animagus, I've never seen such a brilliant student in all my years at Hogwarts, and Tom Riddle can't compare to you in his third year." ”

"You're overrated," Joel subconsciously humbled himself, "I have one more question about Professor Lockhart......"

"Ah, Gildero," Dumbledore sighed, "you can ask him yourself at the dinner tonight, he won't be here to teach for the next school year anyway, and he'll be happy to tell you the answer." ”

With that, Dumbledore closed his eyes and rested on the back of his chair, obviously exhausted.

Back in the common room, the three roommates were sitting in their chairs and were restless, and when he pushed the door in, three pairs of eyes were fixed on Joel's face.

"That's great, Joel," Alan scanned him up and down to make sure Joel's body was okay before giving him a hug, "It's okay." ”

"Tell us how you managed to defeat that in the Chamber of Secrets...... Basilisk's? Eddie hurriedly asked, the incident in the secret room had spread throughout the castle, and the students knew that Joel Taylor and Gilderoy Lockhart were the heroes who killed the basilisk.

Sergei didn't speak, but his cold eyes warmed a little, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a stiff smile.