[Sir—if that person is caught...... If everything stops......]

What do you mean? Dippet said as he stood up from his chair, his voice a little harsh, "Riddle, are you saying you know anything about these attacks?" 】

[No, sir.] Riddle said quickly.

Diper sat back down, slightly disappointed.

[You can go, Tom ......]

Riddle slipped out of his chair and shuffled out of the room with heavy steps.

Several men followed.

They descended the spiral staircase and stepped out of the monstrous dripping spout in the darkening hallway. Riddle stopped, and they stopped, staring at him.

Cyrus had a strange feeling, although he didn't know how many times he had read this memory, it was the first time he had brought someone else to watch it. Especially the owner of the memory looks exactly like him now.

Riddle was thinking very seriously as he bit his lip and wrinkled his forehead.

Then, as if suddenly he had made up his mind, he hurried away, followed silently by several people. Along the way, they didn't see a single person. Finally they made their way to the foyer, where a tall wizard greeted Riddle on the marble staircase.

What are you doing, Tom? Still messing around so late? 】

"It's Dumbledore!"

Ron stared at the wizard dumbfounded. He was none other than Dumbledore, who was fifty years younger. It's a very strange feeling, as if they're on a time trip, the gray world is like the color of time, and they're swimming against the current, savoring sweets like a thief that doesn't belong to them.

"I never thought I'd meet such a young Dumbledore." Harry said dumbfounded. Fifty years ago, Dumbledore was very different from Dumbledore now, he had long flowing hair and beard, and his cheeks were not as old as they are now.

But, perhaps because of the gray filter of the memory, Harry felt that he looked a little too sad, as if he had come out of a wet rain.

He didn't know what Dumbledore had been through at that time, but it seemed that the old man had been disheartened, and what kept him alive was not hope, but more like punishment.

Sellers knows that.

Fifty years ago, Grindelwald was still living up to their plan, the vow they made as a teenager until death, but they had long since drifted apart. In a few years, people will rejoice the day he loses his lover.

In this way, Harry and Dumbledore are similar.

Ginny, on the other hand, remembered the night she met Dumbledore, and it seemed that it was no different from this moment, the only thing that remained unchanged was his eyes that could see through people's hearts.

[I had to go see the headmaster, sir.] Riddle said.

[Okay, let's go to bed.] Dumbledore said, staring at Riddle with the piercing gaze Harry was so familiar with, "It's best not to wander the hallways these days. Since it has been ......]

He sighed heavily, said goodnight to Riddle, and strode away. Riddle watched him step out of sight, then quickly stepped up the stone steps that led to the underground classroom.

However, instead of taking them to a secret passage or a secret tunnel, Riddle ended up in the underground classroom where Snape had taken his Potions class. The torch was not lit, so when Riddle pushed the door almost shut, Harry could only see Riddle standing motionless in the doorway, watching the passage outside.

They were there for at least an hour. Sellers could see that Ron was getting a little impatient. All they could see was Riddle standing in the doorway, peeking out through the crack in the doorway, waiting like a statue.

"Don't worry, the person who opened the secret room was hiding here, him, along with the monsters he raised." Cyrus's words forced them to calm down.

Just when their patience was running out, there was movement outside the door.

Someone quietly walked around the passage. They heard the man walk past the underground classroom where he and Riddle were hiding. Riddle was silent like a shadow, leaning sideways through the crack in the door and following. Sellers led them across.

They heard a door creak open, and then someone whispered in a hoarse voice.

[Come here...... Come out, come up here...... Come here...... Come to the box ......]

"This is the heir? The man's voice seemed familiar. Hermione said with a frown.

They saw the dark figure of a large boy crouched in front of an open door with a large box beside it.

Soon they knew why they felt familiar, especially after the memory of Riddle and Hagrid arguing—

[Good evening, Rubeus. Riddle said sternly.

[It's time to finish,] he said, "I have to tell you, Rubeus. They are discussing the closure of Hogwarts if the attacks don't stop. 】

[I know you didn't mean to kill. But the monster isn't the ideal pet, and I guess you're just letting it out and move, knot-"

[It doesn't kill!] The big boy said, taking a few steps back and leaning back against the closed door. Harry could hear a strange rustling and clattering sound coming from behind him.

Riddle moved a little closer, "The dead girl's parents are here tomorrow. Hogwarts is at least guaranteed to kill the guy who killed their daughter......]

[It's not it!] The boy roared, his voice echoing through the dimly lit passage, "It won't! Never! 】

[Dodge.] Riddle said, drawing his wand.

This immediately made Harry and the others nervous, expecting a good duel and fearing for Riddle's safety.

Riddle's spell lit up the hallway with a sudden burst of fire. It also illuminates the face of the huge boy.

"It's Hagrid!" Several young wizards shouted in surprise, but none of them wanted to believe it was true, "How could it be Hagrid?" ”

Memories did not stand still because of their surprise.

Riddle's spell slammed Hagrid into the opposite wall, bouncing open the door behind him.

A huge, shaky low body flew out so fast that it was almost impossible to see what it looked like!

Riddle raised his wand again, but it was too late. The monster scurried away, knocking him to the ground, then darted across the hallway and vanished.

Ginny and Hermione were frightened, but Cyrus knew that Riddle had deliberately allowed the Eight-Eyed Spider to escape. A person killed by an eight-eyed spider looks completely different from a person killed by a basilisk.

Riddle stumbled to his feet and looked at its back; He raised his wand, but Hagrid lunged at him, grabbed it, and knocked him to the ground again, shouting:

[No——! 】

Hagrid's gruff voice shattered Riddle's memory.

Cyrus stood in the dark space with a few young wizards, falling silent. They don't seem to have been able to move on to the "truth" they just saw. After a long time, Hermione frowned and excused her friend:

"Mr. Riddle, could it be that you have found the wrong person?"

"He probably didn't mean to, but you know he has a soft spot for giant monsters." Cyrus said, pulling Hagrid out of it as much as he could, and focusing their attention on the monster, "The monster ran away at the time, and now someone may have brought it back." ”

"But—" Harry opened his mouth, eager to defend Hagrid, but knew Sellers was telling the truth.

During their time at Hogwarts last year, Hagrid had tried to feed a fire dragon in his cabin, and the three big dogs with the head, whom he called "Louwey", also made them unforgettable for a long time.

Hagrid, a teenager, knew that if he had heard that there was a monster hiding somewhere in the castle, Harry knew he would do everything he could to get a look at it. Hagrid probably thought that it was not a good idea to imprison the monster for so long, and that it should be given a chance to move its legs and legs; Harry could even imagine thirteen-year-old Hagrid trying to put a leash and collar on the monster. But Harry was equally convinced that Hagrid would never intentionally kill someone.

"I'm afraid that's the case, does Ron remember that copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them that you lent me?" Ginny asked, "The Ministry of Magic labels the most dangerous creatures as ××××× you wrote on it, 'or whatever Hagrid likes'. ”

Ron tried to change his perspective.

"You speak in a tone that resembles Percy's—who told you to denounce Hagrid, after all?" He grumbled.

"But the monster killed someone, Ron." Cyrus pretended to be helpless and said, "I know Hagrid is your friend, he is a good man, so Dumbledore is willing to vouch for him." But there are some things that he really ...... I can't just sit back and watch more attacks.

"Since Hagrid was kicked out, the attacks have stopped. If they close Hogwarts, I'll go back to a Muggle orphanage. I'm sure you'll understand that I want to be here for a reason......"

Of course Harry understood.

Several people were silent. After a long period of indifference, Hermione hesitated to ask one of the toughest questions: "Look, should we ask Hagrid about these things?" ”

"It was a pleasant visit." Ron said, "Hello, Hagrid, tell us, have you recently released some savage, hairy thing out of the castle?" ”

So they decided not to say anything.