It was quiet in the Headmaster's office, and Dumbledore looked at the time turner on the table and fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Kyle looked up and stumbled upon a pair of woollen socks that had not yet been knitted on the shelf behind Dumbledore, white in size, each with a delicate, blue "A" on it.

"Headmaster, do you like the color blue?" Kyle asked suddenly.

"I prefer a little more purple." Dumbledore replied, "Why do you suddenly ask this?" ”

"Nothing, just curiosity." Kyle shook his head, "Professor Dumbledore, I'll leave the time turner to you, I hope you can fix it soon." ”

"Thank you for your trust, Kyle." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

"I want to ......"

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden heavy knock on the door outside, so loud that it was not an exaggeration to say that it was slamming the door.

Kyle glanced at Dumbledore, and was about to open the door when Lucius Malfoy walked in, followed by a cowering, bandaged house-elf.

Breaking into the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, he was the first in so many years.

But Dumbledore was not angry at all, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and greeted him with a smile.

"Good evening, Lucius."

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect your door here to be so sturdy." Lucius Malfoy's face showed no apology, more undisguised smugness.

He pulled out a long roll of parchment, "You remember what we said earlier, if we can't stop the attack, you'll be gone."

So...... This is a temporary suspension order and you will see that twelve directors have signed on it. We don't think you're using your talents, and poor Weasley probably always thought you'd protect him......"

"Of course I haven't forgotten what you said."

Dumbledore smiled calmly, "But strangely, I have just received letters from the other eleven directors who have changed their minds and want to cancel their signatures on the suspension order after hearing that it was Arthur Weasley's son who was attacked. ”

Eleven letters lay on the table, and Lucius Malfoy's face turned paler than usual, but he was still not prepared to stop there.

"But you promised to resign if you couldn't solve the attack," he said playfully......, "Is the great Mr. Dumbledore ready to break his promise?"

Of course, if you really think so, it's okay, but there may be some bad remarks in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, so I hope you don't mind. ”

Dumbledore looked at him strangely.

When the board of directors was at the beginning, he didn't say a word, so why did he agree to resign voluntarily.

But he didn't care.

"So, did you catch the murderer?" Lucius asked aggressively.

"Got it." Dumbledore smiled.

"Oh? Who is it! ”

"It's the same guy as last time, Lucius." Dumbledore pointed to the journal on the table, "It's just that Voldemort has moved in a different way this time." ”

Lucius didn't say a word, his face stiffened as if he had a mask.

"Very lucky." Dumbledore forced Malfoy's eyes and said in a calm tone, "Just ten minutes ago, Kyle...... Oh, it's this kid, he solved this incident on his own, and I was about to give him the Special Contribution Award to the school. ”

"I have to say......" he patted Kyle on the shoulder, "plus this time, you already have three special contribution awards to the school, once a year...... You're probably the best Hogwarts student ever. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor." Kyle said modestly, "You're far worse than me,"

"When I was in school, I didn't win so many awards for contributing to the school."

……

The two looked at each other and smiled, and began to blow each other as if no one was around, you praise me, I praise you, and the scene is called a harmony.

But there are always people who want to spoil the scenery.

Malfoy's vicious gaze swept over.

Kyle was a little annoyed by his look, and frowned and put his hand on the box, "What are you looking at." ”

"Ho!" Lucius Malfoy squeezed a weird laugh out of his throat, "I've seen many geniuses, but in the end they all disappeared, leaving nothing behind, I hope you don't be like them." ”

Kyle raised an eyebrow...... This man has something to say.

In that case, don't blame him for being polite.

"Mr. Malfoy, do you know what this is?" Kyle picked up the journal and handed it over.

"It's just a bad Muggle book."

Malfoy didn't answer, "I'm not going to touch something so dirty." ”

Even so, a look of anger flashed across his face when he saw the destroyed diary.

"I was negligent."

Kyle took a glove from a nearby shelf and put it over his journal, then shoved it to Lucius without saying a word.

"I found this thing from Ginny's old book, and if I'm not mistaken, it must have been crammed into the mess when you were in the Blotts."

Malfoy's pale hands clenched into fists, then released again.

"Is there any evidence?" He said in a hoarse voice.

"No, but it doesn't matter." Kyle waved his hand, "The important thing is that for Tom Riddle, this journal is as important as his life, because it contains his soul.

Of course, now that soul is gone, it has disappeared cleanly, leaving nothing behind. ”

In an instant, the diary seemed to turn into a reddish soldering iron in Lucius Malfoy's eyes, and he subconsciously threw it out.

Fortunately, the house-elf who followed him was quick and quickly reached out to catch it.

"Mr. Malfoy, it seems that you know who Tom Riddle is."

Kyle laughed, "Anyway, we should be grateful to the guy who took out the diary, he did us a great favor." ”

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "And he also revealed Voldemort's biggest secret, we really should thank him." ”

Lucius Malfoy no longer had a trace of blood on his face, and his right hand twitched, as if trying to pull out his wand.

But he finally restrained himself, turned around, and walked out of the door in despair.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

"Looks like someone has been losing sleep lately."

Dumbledore stood up and asked, "But Kyle...... Can you tell me how you learned about "Horcruxes"?

This ancient and evil black magic is something that even most professors have not heard of. ”

His tone was calm, as if he was asking what he had eaten at noon today.

"I saw it once during the holidays in an article that Mr. Nicolamay had published." Kyle said casually, "The content is that he denies the claim that Horcruxes belong to alchemy. ”

"That article from 1689?" Dumbledore asked after a moment's thought.

He remembered that Nicol Lemay had indeed written one such article.

"Yes, there is a supplementary note from 1691." Kyle said, "Coincidentally, the journal fits all the features of a Horcrux perfectly......"

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled, "I thought the four founders told you when I was in the Chamber of Secrets...... Want to drink tea? Or lemonade? ”

"Lemonade."

Kyle turned his head to the window, seemingly intrigued by the gloomy sky outside, and muttered inwardly, "If you hadn't seen that article...... That's what they said. ”

Dumbledore didn't continue the conversation, he walked up to Fawkes and gently stroked the phoenix's feathers, "You were a little impulsive just now. ”

"Impulsive?" Kyle asked, "You mean, I shouldn't have told Lucius about the Horcrux?" ”

"No, it's okay with this."

Dumbledore sighed suddenly, "It took me two days to knit those gloves, which were intended to be given away. ”

"Uh......" Kyle was a little speechless for a moment, "Why don't I catch up now and come back?" ”

Dumbledore thought for a moment and shook his head, "It's okay, I'd better weave another pair, I should have a lot of free time after today." ”

(End of chapter)