Dumbledore nodded sullenly, "The elves searched every little wizard's bedroom, but they couldn't find the wordless book. ”

Harry was about to speak.

"Yours, Ginny's, and those who left school." Dumbledore immediately added.

Harry asked, "What about the professors?" ”

"Are you suspicious of Lockhart?" Dumbledore was surprised.

Harry nodded, "It can't disappear out of thin air, lying in a stinky gutter doesn't look like a volcano... Not like the choice Tom would make. ”

"But they're professors." Dumbledore shook his head, hesitant.

Harry glanced to the side, the empty spot, "You should be glad Professor Snape isn't there." ”

"Severus is different." Dumbledore was meaningful, "I watched him grow up, from a little carrot who was just eleven years old when he first entered school, to the size he is now. ”

"Then Lockhart should have grown up watching you." Harry was expressionless, "He's not much older than Professor Snape, twenty years older at most. ”

"Lockhart is four years younger than Snape." Dumbledore corrected his mistake.

"He's a little old." Harry waved his hand, "Age doesn't matter. ”

Dumbledore sighed, "I'll get the elves to keep an eye on him." ”

Harry shook his head in denial: "I want you to make a move, the elf is unreliable." ”

"I'll protect the students......" Dumbledore grimaced.

Harry interrupted him, "How's your standing at Hogwarts?" ”

Dumbledore was stunned.

Clueless, why did you suddenly ask such a question.

"If there's a chance, does anyone want to kick her out of Hogwarts?" Harry asked differently.

Dumbledore frowned.

"Looks like it?" Harry thought for a moment, "Then you still think about how to protect yourself, how can you stay at Hogwarts with a dead face and solve this problem." ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, he understood what Harry meant.

No matter what happens to the castle, he, the headmaster, bears the heaviest responsibility.

Three students have already been attacked......

"Just investigating the professor's office, I think they'll be happy to cooperate with you." Harry struck while the iron was hot.

McGonagall immediately stated: "For the safety of the students, I am willing. ”

Dumbledore remained silent.

"The first two people who were attacked, did their magic run out?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Harry threw out a new question.

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, they're all- Tom is draining their magic?" ”

"Obviously." Harry shrugged his shoulders and bowed slightly, "He's very weak now, and I guess there's a good chance he's not going to kill people lately, or even avoid killing people." ”

"He's going to gather strength."

As he spoke, Harry paused, took a heavy step, leaned forward slightly, and stabbed the old man in the chest like a sword: "That's Tom, a man who is good at playing with fear, think of the magic in his name." ”

"He's going to create more and more fear."

"Ordinary families, mixed-race families, pure-blood families, ......"

"When you have enough strength, kill one more person!"

"Ignite that fear."

"Those who hate you will not sit idly by."

Harry raised his hand, pointed it to his eyes, and then turned it sharply, and stabbed Dumbledore's eyes fiercely in the air, the cat's pupils were glowing with a chill under the candlelight: "Get you out of the castle, and everything will be convenient." ”

"The ...... you want to protect"

"You're right, Harry." Dumbledore let out a breath, nodded heavily, and stood up, "I should have taken matters into account." ”

"Minerva, can we start with you?" He looked up at the serious lady standing next to the Weasleys.

McGonagall nodded, "Of course, I'm willing to cooperate." ”

She was the least suspicious person, but having decided to do so, Dumbledore checked it very carefully, waved his wand, and everything in the office flew past him, scrutinizing them one by one and falling back to their original place.

"Looks like I can rest assured." Professor McGonagall smiled.

"Minerva, you send the Weasleys back to the common room, Harry will have to follow me for a while." Dumbledore nodded apologetically at her.

They then went to the other people's offices.

Harry also met many professors he didn't know yet, such as Trelawney in Divination and Kettleburn in Magical Beasts.

After inspecting the offices upstairs, it was Lockhart's turn to sit on the second floor.

Dumbledore knocked on the door.

After a while, Lockhart came over and opened the door, dressed in a gorgeous red robe, as if he had just gotten up, and hastily buttoned it: "Professor Dumbledore, why are you here?" ”

He tried to pretend to be surprised.

But there was no such emotion in his eyes, but he was beaming and high-spirited - a few points higher than his usual posture.

"It's a dark magic object that opened the chamber." Dumbledore explained simply, "But it disappeared from the little wizard's hands, and we checked the students, and it wasn't in their hands, so I wonder if some professor picked it up." ”

"Really?" Lockhart coughed twice.

Half a beat slowly, before he reacted: "You guys are doubting me? ”

"It's all the professors." Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Minerva, Filius, I've already checked their offices. ”

"After you, it's Severus, and I won't be left behind even Filch and Rubeus."

Lockhart stepped back and pulled a long tail, "Alright then, Professor Dumbledore, please." ”

Harry squinted at him.

Dumbledore waved his wand.

Still very careful, everything in the office flew past his eyes—bombastic biographies, letters in various pink backgrounds, and even a lace-trimmed lingerie.

All drawers open automatically.

Even Lockhart's clothes were ripped up.

Harry was stunned.

There is no such thing as that wordless book.

Dumbledore was also a little surprised, and waved his wand again, and every book, every note, and even every letter in the office stayed in front of his eyes, allowing him to quickly flip through the pages.

Biographies, manuscripts of novels, and even a bound book of love letters.

All sorts of strange things appeared, but none of them looked strange.

"How?" Lockhart couldn't hold back, a little anxious, and asked.

"Nothing out of the ordinary." Dumbledore shook his head and put everything back in place.

Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief and laughed dryly: "Professor Dumbledore, although I understand your feelings, I have to say that you suspect the wrong person!" ”

"I'm Lockhart, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, and if I found a dark magic item, I would have given it to you!"

Harry's eyes narrowed, and the expression in his eyes was extremely serious.

"Of course I believe you, Gildero." Dumbledore smiled, "There are other professors' offices that haven't been checked, and I'll have to keep busy." ”

"Of course, please." Lockhart eagerly walked around them and enthusiastically opened the door.

Just walked out of the office.

The door slammed shut, and Harry could even hear the chair dragging against it.

"Harry, do you have a sense?" When he was gone, Dumbledore asked.

Harry shook his head and hesitated, "No, but something is wrong with Lockhart. ”

He struggled: "He's the kind of ...... Very pompous people. ”

"Remember the first few times?"

"Every time something happens, he can't wait to get involved, but not this time, he wants us to leave."

"Maybe it's too late?" Dumbledore spoke softly, "At least I didn't find anything odd, I checked every single one. ”

"I've tried it with magic, it's all ordinary."

"Voldemort at his peak may be able to hide from me, but it's... It can't hide it from me in this state. ”

Speaking of the back, the tone also became confused.

Like Harry, he was most suspicious of the newly-arrived and increasingly unreliable Professor Lockhart.

But the results were unexpected.

"By the way, Professor, there's something very serious you didn't tell him." Approaching the grand staircase, Harry suddenly spoke.

Dumbledore was a little surprised, could he have missed something?

"Three paragraphs!" Harry cocked his finger, "I saw in his notes that he had at least three relationships since coming to Hogwarts. ”