The halls of Hogwarts are alive and kicking up again.

Malfoy, who had just come out of the school infirmary, was helped by Goyle and Crabbe in his chair, his mind still a little dizzy.

"Goyle, what happened after I left?"

"You've missed a great Transfiguration class, Draco." Goyle's eyebrows fluttered, and he was so excited that he didn't even notice Crabbe's eyes blinking like a money printing machine.

"Harry took over Professor McGonagall's class, explained to us the principles of the Transfiguration class, and instructed us to turn buttons into something different according to our respective preferences!"

"I managed to conjure a turtle, Draco! Oh, and its carapace is black and doesn't have a single stripe......"

When Malfoy heard Harry's name, he didn't want to hear it anymore.

He felt his head hurt terribly now.

Madam Pomfrey had told him that the side effects of the Oblivion Charm had been removed.

"So, Crabbe, what happened after the Transfiguration class."

"We've had a Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson, Draco." Crabbe thought back for a moment, and found that Harry's performance was not very good, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said honestly:

"Mr. Potter said he was going to use the Killing Curse to deal with a mad werewolf, and Professor Quirrell criticized him."

"Professor Quirrell says he shouldn't have such dangerous thoughts."

Malfoy finally heard some good news, and he looked at Gryffindor's starry figure, chuckled, and let out a sigh of regret.

"Wild monkeys without aristocratic cultivation are like this, they only know how to solve them in the most barbaric way."

"Once the Killing Curse is used, it leaves a permanent mark on the mind. When emotions are out of control, the killing marks in the wizard's heart will be magnified and unconsciously used. ”

"Once used again, the killing scars will be magnified again, and the effect on the wizard will be deeper until it is reduced to a killing machine."

Crabbe nodded frequently and said, "Draco, you're amazing, Professor Quirrell is almost exactly what you say!" ”

Malfoy gracefully curled the corners of his mouth and generously accepted the praise of his little friend.

Harry inadvertently saw a spirited Malfoy, and couldn't help but smile:

In the future, you will be classmates in the same house, and please support me to become a Slytherin prefect.

Malfoy didn't understand what Harry meant.

He habitually snorted, and then, realizing that his mind was above Harry, he gave Harry a caring look.

Ron leaned over to Harry and whispered, "Is Malfoy provoking?" ”

"Nope." Harry saw Dumbledore, Snape, Minerva, Quirrell, and Tom walk onto the stage together, and his attention was immediately on them.

"Quiet." Dumbledore's voice echoed through the halls of Hogwarts, "Now, I would like to introduce you to the new teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts—"

"Professor Tom Riddle!"

Tom bowed gracefully, and the lights of the hall were attracted to him, and among the girls, he was like a prince who had come out of a fairy tale.

Of course, the boys, led by George Weasley and Fred Weasley, were quite tired of seeing their female classmates show expressions to others.

"I feel like he's just showing off."

"Maybe only the theoretical knowledge is rich, and the practical experience is not even as good as Ron's."

"Hey, don't take me with you." Ron looked at his brothers speechlessly, but quickly joined in the "denunciation" of Professor Riddle.

"Harry, do you know him?" Hermione noticed Harry's anomaly, she crossed her waist and stared at Harry, "Or do you want me to learn the seventh year spell?" ”

"Yes, Hermione, you're so smart." Harry kissed Hermione lightly on the forehead, sealing Hermione as she was about to explode.

"Harry!" Hermione blushed and hid under the table, screaming in shame.

"Forgive me, Hermione, this is the last time." Harry pointed his index finger at Hermione's forehead and whispered.

"Hmph, I'll be able to learn seventh-grade magic soon, and don't even want to hide any of your little secrets when the time comes!"

Harry just smiled, mostly focused on Dumbledore.

"It seems that Professor Riddle is very popular with everyone." Dumbledore smiled and then threw a bomb, "Mr. Tom Riddle, was once my student. ”

"He's got a great talent for magic."

"Professor Riddle did a lot of wrong things in his early years, but he has now begun to repent."

"You should have talked about him in the newspapers, in family conversations."

"That's right, Professor Riddle has another name." Dumbledore looked at the little wizards with puzzled expressions, and said flatly:

"Mystery Man."

The voices in the hall disappeared in an instant.

The faces of the little witches who were originally suddenly turned pale.

The little wizards who 'denounced' Professor Riddle squatted directly on the ground, daring to show only half of their heads on the table.

Malfoy was struck by lightning.

His family does often mention mystery people, especially his father and mother.

But it's definitely not a good memory.

So did Malfoy, and so did the other wizards.

Although Riddle had a sunny smile on his face, those deep-seated images of terror had cast a terrifying shadow over his thin body in the eyes of the young wizards.

"Don't worry, Professor Riddle has a magical contract with Hogwarts."

"He won't hurt the students here, I'll watch him, and the teachers at Hogwarts will watch him."

Before the young wizards broke down and screamed, Dumbledore was quick to reassure.

"It's been some time since Professor Riddle was resurrected, and your parents didn't write to tell you about it out of concern."

"But!" Dumbledore suddenly raised his voice and said, "Whatever your parents say to you after that. ”

"I hope that there are only three identities in Hogwarts: students, staff, and teachers!"

"I, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, declare here:"

"Anyone who deliberately undermines these three identities will be severely punished!"

The young wizards had no idea what Dumbledore was saying.

They were still scared.

That murderous Dark Lord is ready to be their teacher!

This is ridiculous!

Is there no one at Hogwarts?

Isn't Professor Quirrell teaching pretty well?

Why let the mystery man come?

"I know you still have a lot of doubts and concerns." Dumbledore sighed in his heart, cheered himself up and continued:

"Now, I allow you to write and reply to your family now, and ask everything clearly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doors and windows of the hall opened, and a large number of owls fluttered to their little master.

There were quite a few owls with the envelopes in their mouths in front of the little wizards, and they stared, urging the stunned little master to feed them.

In the midst of trembling, a little wizard began to open the envelope.

Inside are the authentic traces of their parents, and the little wizards seem to have found the backbone of the heart, and they have squatted on the ground to look.

"Also, I'm announcing one thing: Mr. Harry Potter of Gryffindor, starting today, is also the Harry Potter of Slytherin."

"He now has the status of a student in both academies, and I hope you can get along well with him in the future."

Few wizards cared about this, and neither did Malfoy, with the exception of Hermione.

She read her parents' letter cursoryly, and the letter basically meant:

The Granger couple are worried about Hermione's safety and want her to come home and stop studying magic.

Hermione didn't think about going home, she leaned into Harry's ear and asked, "Did you already know this?" Harry? ”

Nope

(End of chapter)