The Ancient Wizards of Hogwarts

In October, the continuous autumn rain bathed Hogwarts in a deep chill.

The ancient bricks and green tiles of the castle were dyed gray-black by the rain, and there was still water on the road, splattering strings of delicate water splashes. The originally flat grass turned into mud, the humid air was filled with the smell of moss and earth, and the flower beds that were once full of flowers turned into a quagmire.

These were pretty much the worst days of the semester for the students at Hogwarts. The downpours for several days forced the students to stay in the castle all day long. The students complained a lot, complaining that if this continued, their bodies might even get rusty.

Cassandra walked in the middle holding her textbook, walking side by side with Harry in the corridor of the castle, complaining:

"Lockhart's classes are as bad as ever! I really don't know why he can still stay. What is my father doing? Hasn't he found a wizard suitable to take over Lockhart's position?"

Although Lockhart has been warned by other professors not to suddenly release some strange and dangerous magical creatures in class, he will still insist on distributing 'quizzes' in class, which will at least cost them It was half an hour, and in the remaining fifteen minutes, Lockhart's teaching was just based on the script, with nothing new at all.

Harley was about to speak, but suddenly, she heard a creepy, breathless, cold and vicious voice:

"Come...come...let me tear you...tear you apart!...Kill you!..."

"I'm so hungry...it's been a long, long time..."

"Kill...it's time...kill..."

Harley was startled and suddenly stopped.

"Harley, what's wrong with you?" Cassandra noticed her friend's strange behavior and asked with concern.

Seeing Cassandra's clueless look, Harry couldn't help but ask:

"Didn't you hear?"

"What did you hear?"

"That voice..."

Harley looked at the surrounding walls in horror, trying to find the direction from which the sound came, "I don't know, who did he say he wanted to kill..."

"But I didn't hear anything. Could it be..."

Cassandra felt a little confused because she heard nothing. But when she heard the content about 'murder', Cassandra subconsciously looked at the other students around her. They were still busy with their own things and obviously didn't hear what Harley said. In other words, this sound may only be heard by Harley!

If it were anyone else, they might think that Harley was just hallucinating, but Cassandra never doubted her friend. Since Harley said she heard a sound, there must be one, but she just didn't hear it!

"Harley, follow me!" Cassandra's heart sank, she grabbed Harley's hand and ran quickly to the Charms classroom.

Ash had just arrived at the Charms classroom. When he saw Harry and Harry appearing at the door, he immediately realized that something was going on. Without waiting for Cassandra to speak, he took the initiative to leave his seat, walked to the girl's side and whispered:

"This is not the place to talk. Come with me."

Ash led them through the corridor to a secluded corner and asked in a deep voice:

"Tell me, what happened?"

Kassandra's tone was a little anxious and she whispered:

"It's Harley. She just suddenly heard some strange noises, but I didn't hear anything..."

Ash's face darkened, he looked at the girl who was still trembling slightly, and asked seriously:

"Sound? Harley, what kind of sound?"

Harley's voice trembled:

"I can still hear it now... He is with us... always..."

"I didn't hear anything." Ash said solemnly.

"I do not have either."

Cassandra looked at Harley with some worry, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Ash, could it be...could it be...a mysterious person?"

She hesitated several times and did not dare to say the person's name.

"Maybe."

Ash did not give a clear answer. He reached out and took the trembling girl into his arms, comforting her with a gentle voice, "Harley, it's okay. Cassandra and I are here, we can protect her." You. But now, you want to tell me, what exactly did you hear? Tell me word for word, okay? "

Ash could feel that Harley's body was still trembling slightly, but her spirit seemed to be much calmer, and she suppressed her fear to listen and repeat the voice that made her hair stand on end:

"Kill all the mudbloods...eat her..."

"Like...eat...reproduce..."

"Come here...let me eat...eat you..."

"…like…"

Just repeating these words made Harley feel terrified inside. She raised her head from Ash's arms and asked with difficulty:

"Did you really hear nothing?"

"Harley."

Kassandra's expression was a little complicated and she whispered, "Don't you realize it?"

"What?"

Harley was extremely wronged, and her voice had a hint of crying, "I didn't lie, Cassandra, but I really... really heard a voice, and he kept saying he wanted to kill people..."

Cassandra didn't know how to explain it. She could only hug Harry awkwardly and said in a panic:

"No, I'm not doubting you, Harley. I just...I just wanted to say that you didn't even realize that you just spoke another language. It wasn't a human language, you're a Parseltongue."

"Parseltongue?"

Harry was frightened, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Ash patted the girl's head and said warmly:

"That's the language of snakes. Only a few wizards have this talent. For example, Salazar Slytherin, the founder of Slytherin, is a Parseltongue. That's why you can hear sounds that we can't hear, For it was not a man who spoke, but a snake.”

Ash said, suddenly feeling much more relaxed, "Of course, this isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"Why?"

Harley and Cassandra both looked confused.

Ash shrugged and asked with a smile:

"This at least proves that the voice is not from Voldemort, which is good news, right?"

"I don't think so..."

Harley whispered, her face suddenly turned pale, and she whispered, "I, I heard that voice again...it has been around us..."

Cassandra looked around subconsciously, but just like before, she saw nothing.

Ash gently patted the girl's back to calm her down and said warmly:

"I can probably guess what's going on, Cassandra, let's send Harley to the Room of Requirement first."

Although the school bell had already rang, Ash still insisted on taking the two of them to the eighth floor in person.

It's a Charms class anyway, so it doesn't matter if you don't attend.

Outside the room, Ash asked softly:

"Can you still hear that sound?"

Harry was supported by Cassandra, her pretty face was a little pale:

"He has been here...following us..."

Ash didn't hesitate anymore and let Cassandra help Harley into the Room of Requirement.

And just as he had guessed, the Room of Requirement could effectively isolate the sounds Harley heard, because the Basilisk was the only one unable to enter here.

——

In the principal's office, Dumbledore looked extremely serious and asked in a deep voice:

"Basilisk? Do you think the secret room has been opened again?"

Rumors of a basilisk living deep within the castle have circulated for centuries, as those who could actually hear it, or communicate with it, didn't always keep the secret: members of the Gaunt family couldn't resist bragging about what they knew. Something to know.

But since no one else could hear the creatures slithering beneath the floors or wandering in the pipes, not many people actually believed the legend. If Dumbledore hadn't personally experienced a basilisk attack, he probably wouldn't have believed it.

"right."

Ash nodded gently and said solemnly, "Harley is a Parselmouth. She can hear snakes whispering on campus. Judging from what she heard, the snake is most likely the basilisk in the secret room. Wait. wait,"

Ash suddenly looked suspicious, "What does 'again' mean?"

Dumbledore raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and sighed:

"Fifty years ago, there was a wizard who opened the Chamber of Secrets. His name was Tom Riddle. You just met him not long ago."

"I've never heard of..."

Ash frowned and retorted, but quickly came to his senses, "You mean Voldemort?"

"Yes."

Dumbledore stood up from his seat, nodded and said:

"In that incident, a Muggle wizard named Myrtle died. Her soul is still wandering in Hogwarts. Of course, you probably haven't seen her. She is basically only active in the women's bathroom."

Ash discovered the blind spot and asked in surprise:

"Then how do you know? Have you ever entered the women's bathroom?"

"..."

Dumbledore was immediately choked up and patiently explained, "Of course I haven't been in, but when it happened, I was still a professor at Hogwarts. Although I have tried to investigate since then, I have yet to find the secret room. Entrance."

Ash suddenly asked:

"Are there any members of the Gaunt family in the school?"

Although the Gaunt family is no longer as wealthy and prominent as it once was, the Gaunt family's fortune was squandered a few generations ago. But as the descendants of Salazar Slytherin, they are still one of the Twenty-Eight Saints, and they still inherit Parseltongue. That is the only way to control the Basilisk.

Dumbledore saw Ash's thoughts and said helplessly:

"Unfortunately, I can tell you for sure that there are no members of the Gaunt family in the school, not even mixed blood!"

"Until a few decades ago, the last pureblood of the Gaunt family, Morfin Gaunt, died in Azkaban. Since then, the main line of the Gaunt family has completely died out, leaving only a few branches. Struggling to hold on.”

Dumbledore paused slightly, turned his gaze to Ash, and pointed out:

"I think you should know the branch that now inherits the title of the Gunter family."

Ash's eyes moved slightly: "Ominis?"

Dumbledore nodded slightly, his tone somewhat emotional and nostalgic:

"Ominis Gaunt, he served as the Charms professor at Hogwarts for a period of time, and I had the privilege of working with him when I was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. "

"When Morfin died, his descendants automatically became the successors of the Gaunt family. But unfortunately, the descendants of Ominis were obviously not as sober as him, and they quickly fell into a fanatical yearning for the past 'glory' of the Gaunt family. Among them, they began to advocate the so-called pure blood."

"Due to their insistence on intermarriage with pure blood, they only have two offspring, and they all graduated a few years ago."

At this point, Dumbledore also suddenly frowned, "But people without Parseltongue cannot open the Chamber of Secrets, let alone control the Basilisk... And among students, only Miss Harley has this talent... "

Ash said calmly:

"There's no way Harley would do something like this."

"Oh, of course, I don't doubt Miss Harley."

Dumbledore walked to the window and whispered, "But we have to find the secret room. Only in that way can we completely eliminate the basilisk, otherwise everyone will be in danger."

Ash was noncommittal and asked:

"How did you resolve this matter fifty years ago?"

"Unfortunately, I couldn't solve it."

Dumbledore spread his hands and laughed at himself, "The reason why it didn't cause much damage that time was because Riddle succeeded in getting Hagrid to take the blame for him, and Voldemort was able to get rid of suspicion, while Hagrid was horrified because of this." Gwartz fired.”

"Of course. Riddle is the prefect in the school and a model student. But what about Hagrid? He gets into trouble every other week and raises werewolf cubs under the bed. He sneaks into the Forbidden Forest to fight with trolls. Fight, no one will choose to believe in Riddle."

"Fortunately, Riddle was still very immature at the time. Perhaps he was worried about being discovered, so he didn't try to open the secret room again."

"The school was almost closed that time, and the situation we are facing now may be even worse than fifty years ago! If we cannot solve it in time and repeat the disaster fifty years ago, the school will inevitably be closed down, and I……"

Ash made a quick decision: "Unless we can find the person who opened the secret room."

Dumbledore looked slightly moved and asked:

"Do you have any ideas?"

Ash thought for a moment and spoke slowly:

"Just like fishing, we need to release the bait first so that all the teachers and students in the school know that there is a basilisk wandering around the campus!"

Dumbledore reminded:

"But this may also alert the enemy."

Ash asked rhetorically:

"If the snake wasn't frightened, how could it run out of the grass?"

Dumbledore carefully thought about the feasibility of the plan and asked softly:

"What do you need me to do?"

"First, we need to summon the deans of the four colleges."

"Secondly, I need a weapon that can kill the basilisk."

Dumbledore nodded slightly and waited patiently for Ash to tell his next plan, but the latter stopped abruptly.

Dumbledore was a little surprised:

"that's all?"

"that's all."

——

Lunch time, auditorium.

As students gather here for lunch.

Dumbledore suddenly stood up at the teacher's desk and tapped the glass with his spoon. The sound amplified by the amplification spell resounded throughout the auditorium:

"Prefects, take the college students back to their dormitories immediately!"

Hearing Dumbledore's serious voice, ordinary students were still confused, but the prefects had already taken action, loudly commanding the students in their respective houses and leading them back to their respective common rooms.

Outside the auditorium, Hagrid, who was hurriedly carrying a dead chicken, saw the students lining up to leave and couldn't help but feel baffled.

He stood by the oak door and waited for all the students to leave one after another. He grabbed Professor McGonagall who was passing by and asked with confusion on his face:

"Professor McGonagall, what happened?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Hagrid and said seriously:

"There is a monster roaming the campus. To ensure the safety of students, we need to find it!"

Hagrid's heart suddenly pounded, and he felt inexplicably flustered and guilty. What kind of monster? Couldn't it be Aragog's children?

Professor McGonagall frowned and asked:

"What are you doing here? Hagrid."

"It's my chicken..."

Hagrid raised the limp rooster in his hand and explained with some guilt, "Someone killed my chicken last night. It was either a fox or a blood-sucking monster. I need the principal's permission to cast a spell around the chicken coop."

——

In the Slytherin common room, Harley and Cassandra stood in the crowd, the noise almost drowning them.

"What happened? Why did Dumbledore suddenly send us back to the common room?"

"There won't be another troll sneaking into Hogwarts, right? Is this some impromptu Halloween repertoire at Hogwarts?"

"How could it be some kind of show! That's a giant monster! Even seniors can't deal with it easily, right?"

"Be confident and remove the question mark."

"Nonsense! Do you look down on the seniors?"

"I am a senior myself. Don't I have any idea whether I can defeat the troll?"

Listening to the discussions of other students, Cassandra whispered:

"The basilisk is much scarier than the troll."

Harry couldn't help but pursed his lips and blamed himself:

"Cassandra, what if... what if I really heard you wrong?"

For the school to be in such a big fight, Ash must have informed the principal and them. Although she was very happy that Ash could believe her, if all this was just a misunderstanding, if it was just her 'auditory hallucination', then how should Ash explain it to the principal?

Cassandra held Harley's hand and encouraged:

"Harley, I believe in you, and Ash believes in you, don't you believe in us?"

"Of course I believe it, but..."

"No buts!"

Facing Harley's hesitation, Cassandra said decisively, "If it is really an auditory hallucination, then we will bear the responsibility together! But if it is true, then we are saving the school!"

At this moment, Snape came down the spiral staircase leading to the common room door and yelled:

"Quiet!"

Even the Slytherin students were afraid of the most stern professor in Hogwarts. As soon as he spoke, everyone was silenced, and the entire hall was silent.

Snape's sharp eyes swept across the students' faces one by one, and he said in a low voice:

"I think you must be curious about why Dumbledore asked you to return to the common room. I'll tell you now! It's because someone secretly opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and released the basilisk!"

"Salazar's Slytherin Chamber of Secrets? Isn't that a rumor?"

"It is said that a student was killed by a basilisk, just fifty years ago!"

"I know! The person who died was Myrtle, and she lived in the bathroom on the second floor!"

"Legend has it that anyone who looks at a basilisk will be killed!"

"Are we going to be killed by a basilisk?"

"No! It won't! We are pure-bloods, and the basilisk will only kill Muggle-born wizards!"

"Yes! That's right! That's right! Only mudbloods will be killed..."

"Snapped!"

Cassandra slapped the girl on the face and warned coldly, "Watch your words, Miss Parkinson!"

"You hit me? Just because of the Mudblood?!"

Pansy Parkinson covered her face in disbelief. She screamed and pulled out her wand in an attempt to fight back.

However, Cassandra was faster. She drew out her wand before her and uttered a spell quickly:

"Expelliarmus!"

Before Pansy could say the spell, her wand was knocked away by the spell and fell into Cassandra's hand.

Facing the angry Pansy, Cassandra said coldly:

"Miss Parkinson, I really hope you look more like a noble Slytherin than a scolding shrew!"

"Cassandra...you...give me your wand! Why are you hiding! Give it to me!"

"And you?! Are you just watching? Watching her humiliate a pureblood just for some dirt...Muggleborn?!"

Pansy's reason was completely dominated by anger, and she couldn't listen to Cassandra's warning at all. She only regarded it as another humiliation by Cassandra! Even though she had lost her wand, Pansy still screamed like crazy, trying to snatch other people's wands and fight back.

Only then did Snape say coldly:

"I said quiet!"

"Miss Parkinson, Slytherin deducts fifty points for your noise!"

"Why...uh huh..."

The hall became silent again, and the angry Pansy was dragged out of the crowd by her friends covering her mouth.

Snape looked at the crowd again, his sharp eyes making everyone who looked at him lower their heads in fear. He said in a deep voice:

"We already know that the person who opened the secret room is among you!"

The Slytherin students trembled. They were not surprised by this incident. Of course, it was the Slytherin students who could open the Chamber of Secrets. Only they can become the heirs of Slytherin and open the Chamber of Secrets.

But, who is this person?

"That monster is now wandering around the campus, hunting lone wizards!"

"At least twenty wizards have been killed because of this, including many mixed-blood and even pure-blood wizards. If we can't solve it, the number of victims will continue to increase, and none of you will be able to escape!"

"I hope this person will come forward on his own. As long as he can help the school successfully close the secret room and kill the basilisk, we will not hold him accountable!"

"Now, does anyone have anything to say to me?"

Panic suddenly spread, and the crowd became noisy again:

"Pure blood? Why are pure blood also hunted?!"

"Is the basilisk out of control? Who opened the secret room?"

"Hurry up and stand up! Don't kill us!"

"Is it Pansy?! Is it Pansy? Otherwise, why would she be so excited?"

"Yes! It must be her! She hates Muggles so much! Who else could it be if she wasn't her? Pansy, please stand up for yourself!"

Someone shouted in the crowd, immediately drawing everyone's attention to Pansy. This made Pansy, who was still struggling angrily, stiffen up. She was inevitably a little scared in front of everyone, and she hurriedly defended:

"How could it be me..."

"Then why are you so excited?!"

"I'm excited because of Cassandra, can't you see it?! This is a false accusation! Absolutely a false accusation!"

Pansy became more and more agitated and spoke very fast, trying to distance herself from the matter.

Snape still stared at their chaos with cold eyes, but said calmly at the end of the farce:

"It seems that no one has come forward. I am very disappointed in you."

"Until the basilisk is dealt with, all of you must stay here, and no one is allowed to leave."

A girl asked in a low voice:

"But what if we need to go to the bathroom?"

There are no toilets in Slytherin's dungeons.

Snape said calmly:

"Then just hold it in."

He turned around and left the common room from the spiral staircase. As soon as he walked out, he saw Ash breaking the disillusionment spell and appearing in his sight.

Without waiting for Snape to ask, Ash said directly:

"Not in Slytherin."

Snape frowned slightly and said calmly:

"I hope your judgment is right."

Ash shrugged:

"My judgment has always been accurate."

Well, he knew who opened the Chamber of Secrets from the beginning. Of course, this person would not be in Slytherin. The so-called investigation was just a pretense, making the teachers think that he really found the 'murderer' through this method.

As for the specific method, Aike can be said to be Muggle psychology, or it can be said to be the use of a special spell. You can make it up any way you want, and no one else can falsify it anyway.

——

Gryffindor Tower, in the corridor in front of the Fat Lady's portrait.

When Mag saw Ash, her eyes became extremely solemn and she asked:

"Not in Slytherin, not in Hufflepuff, not in Ravenclaw?"

Ash nodded slightly, which allowed Mag to confirm his guess.

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"Then, come with me, Ash."

She raised her head and shouted to the fat lady:

"Honeyeater."

Snapped!

The portrait of the Fat Lady swung open, revealing the entrance at the back.

All the Gryffindor students were crowded in the circular common room, looking at Professor McGonagall nervously.

"I thought you were wondering why you were suddenly asked to go back to the common room."

Professor McGonagall's eyes swept across their faces one by one, and she said slowly: "That's because someone opened Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and let the basilisk sleeping in the Chamber of Secrets escape. It is now wandering around. In school!"

"At least 30 students and two professors have been killed because of this, and we don't want more students to suffer any accidents!"

"The person who opened the secret room is among you. I hope this person can take the initiative to come forward!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Gryffindor students immediately started exclaiming and whispering.

Most of them didn't even understand what Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets and Basilisk were, so their faces showed more confusion than fear.

However, among these blank faces, Professor McGonagall keenly noticed a red-haired girl in the crowd. Her face was also full of fear, but apart from the fear, she was not confused at all, but more panicked.

And when Mag looked at her, she even lowered her head guiltily and tried to avoid Mag's sight.

"Ginny Weasley."

Professor McGonagall recognized her and looked a little ugly. Ginny's reaction was too obvious. As a first-year girl, she didn't know how to hide her feelings. Even if Professor McGonagall didn't understand psychology, she could tell that Ginny was feeling guilty.

Why feel guilty?

She even forgot to ask Ash if that person was Ginny, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Ginny Weasley!"

Ash, who used the Disguise Charm to hide himself, looked helpless. I can't help you cover it up like this!

"ah!"

Ginny Weasley, who was suddenly called, raised her head hurriedly. When she found that everyone else was looking at her, fear made her instinctively retreat until her back hit the wall hard, causing her to cry out in pain. .

"Come with me!"

Professor McGonagall's voice was extremely angry, but Ginny just stood there trembling, which forced Professor McGonagall to step forward in person, pass through the passage that was made when the crowd separated, and forcefully pull Ginny out of the common room.

Percy Weasley's heart tightened, and he opened his mouth to stop him. But Ron was one step ahead of him. He ran to Professor McGonagall in a panic and said anxiously:

"Professor McGonagall, are you mistaken? How could it be Ginny? She doesn't even know what the Chamber of Secrets is!"

The Geminis also stepped forward and hurriedly defended Ginny.

"Professor McGonagall, this may have been done by us, but it definitely couldn't have been done by Ginny!"

"That's right! Professor McGonagall, do you want to ask again? Maybe someone else did it, and it's not necessarily a matter of putting the blame on Ginny!"

Percy whispered:

"Professor McGonagall, there may be some misunderstanding. Ginny, please say something quickly! Tell Professor McGonagall that it's not you!"

Faced with the defense of her brothers, Ginny Weasley just pursed her lips tightly and her body trembled even more.

"I-that's not..."

Huge fear enveloped Ginny's heart, as if a big hand was clutching her heart tightly, making it extremely difficult for her to breathe. She wanted to say that it wasn't her, but she just opened her mouth and found that she didn't have the courage to speak at all.

Professor McGonagall scolded:

"We will investigate whether it is her, and what are you doing? Get out of my way!"

The twins looked at each other and silently pulled away from Ron. Percy also took a step back and silently moved out of the way.

Professor McGonagall barely paused. She walked out of the common room and said to the portrait of the Fat Lady that had been closed again:

"Fat Madam, please inform Dumbledore and ask him to come to my office."

The fat lady left in response, and the portrait quickly became empty.

Professor McGonagall pulled Ginny back to her office. The latter kept her head lowered, not daring to look at Professor McGonagall's face. But even without looking, she could still imagine how ugly Professor McGonagall's face looked now.

Professor McGonagall scolded and asked:

"Ginny, were you the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets? Answer me!"

Ginny's body trembled even more, but she refused to utter a word.

This made Professor McGonagall even more disappointed, because if it weren't for Ginny, why would it be so difficult for her to say no?

She never expected that the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets would be from Gryffindor!

No, it wasn't just her who thought so, no one else had ever doubted Gryffindor. So the first place Ash went to was the Slytherin common room. Even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were in front of Gryffindor, but this person happened to be in Gryffindor!

Ash sighed, took the initiative to lift the illusion spell and appeared, with a gentle tone:

"Professor McGonagall, you scared her."

Perhaps because of hearing Ash's voice, Ginny finally reacted. She raised her head and looked at Ash, her expression becoming more and more frightened. She tried her best to avoid Ash's sight, showing her guilty conscience clearly.

Ash walked up to the girl, gently held her cheek, forced her to look at him, and asked softly:

"Tell me, Ginny, who told you to open the Chamber of Secrets?"

"me……"

Ginny opened her mouth several times, but she still couldn't speak, her voice was trembling badly.

But her eyes subconsciously glanced at her pocket, as if there was something important there. Ash immediately put his hand into the girl's clothes and took out a black-covered diary.

The black cover was tattered, and the faded date on the cover indicated that it was fifty years old.

Ash opened the diary and there was only one name on the first page:

Tom Riddle.

Professor McGonagall also saw this name, and her breathing suddenly stopped, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

"Ginny Weasley!"

Professor McGonagall asked her in an unprecedented serious tone, "Where did you get this diary?"

Ginny was shaking with fear, but she didn't dare to answer.

Ash gently stroked the girl's cheek and said in a gentle voice:

"Tell me, Ginny, where did you get it? It's for your own good."

"Bought from a second-hand book store..."

There was a hint of crying in Ginny's voice, "I don't know, I don't know...it's in my second-hand textbook..."

Ash opened the diary. Except for the name on the title page, it was completely blank without any trace of writing.

Ash frowned and asked:

"There's nothing up here! Ginny, what do you see up there?"

Amid the intermittent sobs of the girl, Professor McGonagall finally understood the full story of the incident——

This diary is obviously cast with extremely sophisticated black magic. Whenever someone writes on it, the writing will automatically appear and reply. And everything Ginny has done so far has been done under its control.

She had no idea where she was or what she had done last night. She just suddenly found that her robe was covered with chicken feathers, but she didn't know how they got there. When Professor McGonagall came to the Gryffindor common room to inquire, she had already begun to suspect that she was the murderer, which was why she acted so obviously.

Dumbledore, who had been listening quietly, slowly spoke:

"This is undoubtedly the work of dark magic. Professor McGonagall, I hope you can take Miss Weasley to the school hospital for a comprehensive examination to ensure that there are no hidden dangers in her body. Leave the rest to me and Ash handles it.”

"Okay." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly and pulled Ginny out of the office.

Dumbledore looked at the diary in Ash's hand with a solemn expression:

"Ash, what do you think?"

Ash weighed the diary and frowned:

"We must find the secret room and kill the basilisk as soon as possible. Only in this way can we ensure the safety of Hogwarts and the students. But Ginny doesn't even know what she has done. She doesn't know where the secret room is. The real cause of all this Yes, it’s this diary.”

"But it's obvious."

Dumbledore said softly, "Even if we have discovered Riddle's conspiracy, he will not tell us anything."

The diary itself was certainly evil, but Dumbledore didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, although this diary is ingenious, its essence is nothing more than a special 'portrait', and its magical content is even less than that of a portrait.

After all, portraits can communicate directly with people, while diaries can only communicate through words.

As for Ginny being controlled by the diary, there is nothing to worry about. After all, it only requires a simple Imperius Curse. Although the diary itself does not cast spells, similar effects can be achieved through pre-built magic.

It can be said that the purpose of creating this diary from the beginning was to release the basilisk. No matter who gets the diary, the ending will almost never change, and Ginny will just be a victim.

As for whether the appearance of this diary is a conspiracy or a coincidence, it will not be of any help to the current situation.

Ash solemnly said:

"So we have to act quickly."

Fifty years ago, the reason why Voldemort did not let the basilisk go on a killing spree was because Myrtle had just been killed and the Ministry of Magic had already begun discussing whether to close the school to ensure the safety of students.

And if the school is really closed, Voldemort will have to return to the Muggle orphanage he hates. In order to prevent this from happening, Voldemort temporarily stopped the basilisk from continuing to kill people and framed everything he had done to Hagrid. Hagrid was expelled from the school and Riddle received the award for special contributions to the school.

But in this way, if Voldemort reopens the Chamber of Secrets, everyone will know that Hagrid is innocent and that the real culprit is someone else. And once something happens, Voldemort must be the primary suspect.

This forced him to give the diary the ability to be a Horcrux, allowing it to guide another person along his own footsteps and reopen the chamber.

Of course, this was just the idea of ​​Voldemort in his student days.

After graduation, Voldemort tried to apply to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, one of his purposes was to take the opportunity to open the Chamber of Secrets, but was rejected by Dumbledore, who was already the headmaster at the time.

Later, as Voldemort "grew up", his philosophy was not limited to "purifying" Muggle wizards in the school, but to purify wizards in the entire wizarding world. The importance of opening the Chamber of Secrets naturally decreased a lot.

Especially for the current Voldemort, the importance of Horcrux is much higher than that of the Chamber of Secrets. If Voldemort himself were here, he would definitely not risk his Horcrux. This was obviously a gift!

He traded his Horcrux for the lives of a few Muggles. He looked like Lord Voldemort. How could life be so cheap?

However, what is sealed in the diary is Voldemort's soul when he was 16 years old. Although he already had lofty ideals at this time, he was still too naive, unlike the old Voldemort who had a deep (residue) calculation (gasp) like the old Voldemort. ) have a deep understanding.

Otherwise, what he has to do is not to open the secret room, but to find a way to hide himself and get through pretending to be an ordinary notebook.

But if that were the case, there would be no such thing as a secret room.