Calvin cast an approving look at Hermione, "That's true. So there are a lot of things I can't tell Harry. ”

"That's... Now, Professor Capet, I'm not going to affect the plans this time..."Harry was a little ashamed and didn't dare look Calvin in the eye.

"Don't worry yet, Harry. Maybe Voldemort hadn't found out about it yet. But we must take precautions in advance, and we cannot count on the stupidity of the enemy to guarantee our safety. ”

"So, Harry, for the next few days, you're going to learn a special kind of magic - Occlumency."

Harry turned his head to look at Hermione, and the little witch shook his head at him slightly, indicating that he hadn't heard of this magic either.

"I'll try to learn this magic, Professor Capet. Did you teach me personally? Harry said sincerely.

Calvin raised an eyebrow and smiled at Harry, "No, your teacher is Professor Snape. ”

Harry's face collapsed in an instant.

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Through the fireplace at Hogwarts, Lucius returns to his estate. He had made his way to the small study on the third floor of the basement, and forbade all house-elves to approach it.

It wasn't long before a fat gray mouse squeaked into the study and turned into an ugly, fat wizard.

"Pedirus—" Lucius glanced at Peter, his eyes undisguised with disgust, "for Dumbledore..."

"Wait a minute!" Peter interrupted Lucius with a shout, "Let me see your Dark Mark of the Devil!" ”

Lucius knew Peter's intentions, and he feigned a snort, and lifted up his left sleeve, revealing the tattoo-like Dark Devil mark.

Peter took out his wand and poked it at the black mark, and in an instant, the snake on the tattoo moved as if it were alive.

"Satisfied!" Lucius lowered his sleeves and looked at Peter, who was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, forgive me, Lucius." Peter said flatteringly, an expression that disgusted Lucius, "You know, I've always been very timid, so, be careful. ”

Lucius ignored him, and continued with what he had just said, "The School Board will be questioning Dumbledore next Wednesday, and of course they say, 'Talk to Dumbledore'. Harry Potter will also come out, and I'll take him to the Department of Mysteries and take out the crystal ball. ”

"Is the plan reliable?" Peter asked.

Lucius raised his tone slightly, "Are you suspicious of me, Mouse?" ”

"No, no, I'm just—" Peter's little eyes rolled, and before he could say the second half of a sentence, a hoarse and gloomy voice came from his left hand.

"Let me talk to him, Peter."

"Oh, master, didn't you say it would take a while?" Peter said with trepidation.

"yes, I do need to rest. But Lucius Malfoy, my faithful servant, has made a perfect plan, and I must speak with him. ”

Peter took a step back and raised his left hand respectfully, and a black mist floated out of the black ring on the middle finger of his left hand, quickly condensing into a long face.

Lucius noticed that Peter's left hand had turned a withered black.

"Master," Lucius bowed, "don't you sound weak and don't need a rest?" ”

"yes, I'm very weak." Voldemort said slowly, "The large number of Yin corpses I created last time were burned to death overnight. It was a huge loss for me and I had to curl up in this little ring. Damn Capet. ”

"Still, I want to meet you, Malfoy. You are my most faithful servant and my most effective assistant. ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do."

"I'm glad, Malfoy, that you really came up with a way to get the crystal ball..."Voldemort's voice suddenly became rapid and fierce, "but will anyone else know about your method?" ”

The black mist moved away from the ring and hovered around Lucius.

Lucius was a little panicked, "No, master, I promise, I didn't tell anyone, I won't betray my master." ”

The Black Mist circled around Lucius a few more times before returning to the ring and speaking in a hypocritically loving voice, "I didn't accuse you, Malfoy, and I know your loyalty. I'm worried about Dumbledore, you've been making a big splash at Hogwarts lately, and it's hard to tell if he's aware of the plan. ”

"No, it won't," Lucius shuddered, "everything I've done is done in the name of the school board, and Dumbledore won't suspect me." ”

"What about Cape! He's not Dumbledore's kind of rule-abiding person, would he doubt you? The black mist slammed down on Lucius.

"I—" Lucius pursed his lips, and finally lowered his head and whispered, "No, I've been avoiding him in Hogwarts. ”

"Very well," Voldemort said in a cold voice, burrowing back into the ring.

"Peter, give the ring to Cobain, these days, you and Lucius are going to get the crystal ball."

"Yes, my master." Peter straightened up again, smiled lewdly at Lucius, and turned into a mouse again, disappearing into the darkness.

Lucius's gaze followed the mouse into the endless darkness, and he suddenly felt a little out of breath, but fortunately he lit the candle. With the faint light of the candle, he walked out of the basement.

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The biggest news of the week was that the School Board was going to talk to Dumbledore next Wednesday. The apparent reason was to discuss the issue of the Chamber of Secrets, but everyone knew that the focus of this chat was on the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

What is even more interesting to the young wizards is that it is said that the school board will select a student from each grade level to participate in this chat, and this student can give his or her own opinion to the school board.

Almost all of the students were discussing what they would suggest if they were selected:

"Alchemy class!"

"Less work!"

"Cancel the final exam!"

"More food!"

"Change the professor!"

"Rate the professor!"

Hermione was furious at these outrageous requests, and she looked at the boisterous students and said, "We should give us advice to help us learn more, not talk nonsense." For example, monthly exams, exam rankings! ”

She soon received a "boo".

Harry and Ron looked at the angry Hermione, but didn't say a word. No way, they can't say anything about it. Professor Capet made an unbreakable oath with them to prevent them from inadvertently slipping out.

"Hermione, who do you think the next Defence Against the Dark Arts professor will be?" Harry asked.

Harry was not asking about the third-year professor, but about the next Lucius, who he knew would inevitably reveal the identity of the Death Eaters after Professor Cape's plan was completed.

To be honest, he was quite sorry that on the one hand, Malfoy Sr. was indeed more of a qualified professor than Quirrell and Lockhart, and on the other hand, he suddenly felt some sympathy for Draco Malfoy.