Chapter 328 What are you looking at?
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 328 What are you looking at?
The headmaster's office was very quiet. Dumbledore was lost in thought while looking at the time-turner on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.
Kyle raised his head and accidentally saw a pair of unfinished woolen socks on the shelf behind Dumbledore. The socks were white, and each had a delicate blue "A" on it. .
"Principal, do you like blue?" Kyle asked suddenly.
"I prefer purple." Dumbledore said back, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
"Nothing, just curious." Kyle shook his head, "Professor Dumbledore, I will leave the Time Converter to you. I hope you can fix it as soon as possible."
"Thank you for your trust, Kyle." Dumbledore's eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly became more energetic.
"I think……"
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a sudden heavy knock on the door outside. The sound was so loud that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was knocking on the door.
Kyle glanced at Dumbledore, and when he was about to open the door, Lucius Malfoy had already walked in, followed by a timid house-elf covered in bandages.
It was the first time in so many years that he broke into the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.
But Dumbledore was not angry at all. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and greeted him cheerfully.
"Good evening, Lucius."
"Sorry, I didn't expect the door here to be so weak." There was no apology on Lucius Malfoy's face, and more undisguised pride.
He took out a long roll of parchment, "You should remember what we said before, if you can't stop the attack, you will leave.
So... here's the suspension order, and you'll see twelve directors sign it.We don't think you've used your talents, poor Weasley probably thought you'd protect him..."
"Of course I haven't forgotten what you said."
Dumbledore smiled calmly and said, "But the strange thing is that I have just received letters from the other eleven directors. They all changed their minds when they heard that it was Arthur Weasley's son who was attacked, and wanted to Cancel the signature on the suspension order."
Eleven letters were laid out on the table, Lucius Malfoy's face was paler than usual, but he was still not ready to let it go.
"But you promised that if you can't solve the attack, you will resign voluntarily..." He said playfully: "Could it be said that the great Mr. Dumbledore is going to break his promise?
Of course, if you really think so, there is no problem, but there may be some bad remarks on the Daily Prophet tomorrow, I hope you don't mind. "
Dumbledore looked a little strange.
When he was on the board of directors, he didn't say a word, so why did he agree to resign voluntarily.
But he didn't care either.
"So, have you caught the murderer?" Lucius asked aggressively.
"Got it." Dumbledore smiled.
"Oh? Who is it!"
"It's the same person from last time, Lucius." Dumbledore pointed to the diary on the table, "It's just that Voldemort moved in a different way this time."
Lucius didn't say a word, his face was stiff like a mask.
"Fortunately." Dumbledore said, looking into Malfoy's eyes, in a calm tone, "Just 10 minutes ago, Kyle... oh, it was the kid who solved this incident on his own , I was about to present him with the Special Contribution Award to the school just now."
"I have to say..." He patted Kyle on the shoulder, "Plus this time, you already have three awards for special contributions to the school, once a year...you are probably the best Hogwarts has ever seen students."
"Thank you for your compliment, Professor." Kyle said modestly, "You are far worse than me,"
"When I was in school, I never won so many school contribution awards."
……
The two looked at each other and smiled, and started to brag about each other's business as if no one else was there. You complimented me and I praised you. The scene was harmonious.
But there are always people who want to spoil the scenery.
Malfoy glanced viciously over.
Kyle was a little annoyed by him, frowned and put his hands on the box, "What are you looking at?"
"Hey!" Lucius Malfoy squeezed out a strange laugh from his throat, "I have seen many geniuses, but they all disappeared in the end, leaving nothing behind. I hope you are not like them."
Kyle raised his eyebrows... There is something in this man's words.
In this case, don't blame him for being rude.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you know what this is?" Kyle picked up the diary and handed it over.
"Just a poor-quality Muggle book."
Malfoy didn't answer, "I wouldn't touch such a dirty thing."
Even so, after seeing the damaged diary, there was still a look of anger on his face.
"I was negligent."
Kyle took a glove from the shelf next to it and put it on the outside of the diary, and then handed it to Lucius involuntarily.
"I found this thing from Ginny's old book. If I'm not mistaken, it should have been stuffed in by you when you were in Lihen Bookstore."
Malfoy's pale hands clenched into fists, then loosened again.
"Is there proof?" he said hoarsely.
"No, but it's not important." Kyle waved his hand, "What's important is that to Tom Riddle, just this diary is as important as his life, because it contains his soul.
Of course, now that piece of soul no longer exists, it has disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind. "
In an instant, the diary seemed to become a red hot iron in Lucius Malfoy's eyes, and he threw it out subconsciously.
Fortunately, the house elf following him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly reached out to catch it.
"Mr. Malfoy, it seems that you know who Tom Riddle is."
Kyle said with a smile: "No matter what, we should thank the person who took out the diary, he did us a big favor."
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded with a smile: "And he also revealed Voldemort's biggest secret. We should really thank him."
Lucius Malfoy could no longer see a trace of blood on his face, and his right hand twitched, as if he wanted to reach for his wand.
But he finally restrained himself, turned around, unscrewed the door and walked out in a daze.
He didn't say a word the whole time.
"It seems that someone is going to suffer from insomnia recently."
Dumbledore stood up and asked, "But Kyle...can you tell me how you know about Horcruxes?
This ancient and evil black magic, even most professors have not heard of it. "
His tone was very calm, as if he was asking what he had for lunch today.
"During the vacation, I saw it once in an article published by Mr. Nicolas." Kyle said casually: "The content is that he denied the statement that the Horcrux belongs to alchemy."
"The article from 1689?" Dumbledore asked after a moment of thought.
He remembered that Nicolas May had indeed written such an article.
"Yes, there is also a supplementary note in 1691." Kyle said, "Coincidentally, that diary perfectly matches all the characteristics of Horcruxes..."
"I see." Dumbledore smiled. "I thought the four founders told you in the Chamber of Secrets... Do you want tea? Or lemonade?"
"lemonade."
Kyle turned his head to the window, seeming to have a keen interest in the gloomy sky outside, and at the same time he muttered in his heart: "If you didn't read that article...that's what they said."
Dumbledore did not continue this topic, he walked up to Fox, stroked the phoenix's feathers lightly, "You were a little impulsive just now."
"Impulse?" Kyle asked, "You mean, I shouldn't tell Lucius about the Horcrux?"
"No, it has nothing to do with that."
Dumbledore sighed suddenly, "It took me two days to knit those gloves. I was going to give them away."
"Uh..." Kyle was speechless for a while, "Why don't I catch up now and come back?"
Dumbledore thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It's okay, I'd better knit another pair, I should have a lot of free time after today."
The headmaster's office was very quiet. Dumbledore was lost in thought while looking at the time-turner on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.
Kyle raised his head and accidentally saw a pair of unfinished woolen socks on the shelf behind Dumbledore. The socks were white, and each had a delicate blue "A" on it. .
"Principal, do you like blue?" Kyle asked suddenly.
"I prefer purple." Dumbledore said back, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
"Nothing, just curious." Kyle shook his head, "Professor Dumbledore, I will leave the Time Converter to you. I hope you can fix it as soon as possible."
"Thank you for your trust, Kyle." Dumbledore's eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly became more energetic.
"I think……"
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a sudden heavy knock on the door outside. The sound was so loud that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was knocking on the door.
Kyle glanced at Dumbledore, and when he was about to open the door, Lucius Malfoy had already walked in, followed by a timid house-elf covered in bandages.
It was the first time in so many years that he broke into the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.
But Dumbledore was not angry at all. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and greeted him cheerfully.
"Good evening, Lucius."
"Sorry, I didn't expect the door here to be so weak." There was no apology on Lucius Malfoy's face, and more undisguised pride.
He took out a long roll of parchment, "You should remember what we said before, if you can't stop the attack, you will leave.
So... here's the suspension order, and you'll see twelve directors sign it.We don't think you've used your talents, poor Weasley probably thought you'd protect him..."
"Of course I haven't forgotten what you said."
Dumbledore smiled calmly and said, "But the strange thing is that I have just received letters from the other eleven directors. They all changed their minds when they heard that it was Arthur Weasley's son who was attacked, and wanted to Cancel the signature on the suspension order."
Eleven letters were laid out on the table, Lucius Malfoy's face was paler than usual, but he was still not ready to let it go.
"But you promised that if you can't solve the attack, you will resign voluntarily..." He said playfully: "Could it be said that the great Mr. Dumbledore is going to break his promise?
Of course, if you really think so, there is no problem, but there may be some bad remarks on the Daily Prophet tomorrow, I hope you don't mind. "
Dumbledore looked a little strange.
When he was on the board of directors, he didn't say a word, so why did he agree to resign voluntarily.
But he didn't care either.
"So, have you caught the murderer?" Lucius asked aggressively.
"Got it." Dumbledore smiled.
"Oh? Who is it!"
"It's the same person from last time, Lucius." Dumbledore pointed to the diary on the table, "It's just that Voldemort moved in a different way this time."
Lucius didn't say a word, his face was stiff like a mask.
"Fortunately." Dumbledore said, looking into Malfoy's eyes, in a calm tone, "Just 10 minutes ago, Kyle... oh, it was the kid who solved this incident on his own , I was about to present him with the Special Contribution Award to the school just now."
"I have to say..." He patted Kyle on the shoulder, "Plus this time, you already have three awards for special contributions to the school, once a year...you are probably the best Hogwarts has ever seen students."
"Thank you for your compliment, Professor." Kyle said modestly, "You are far worse than me,"
"When I was in school, I never won so many school contribution awards."
……
The two looked at each other and smiled, and started to brag about each other's business as if no one else was there. You complimented me and I praised you. The scene was harmonious.
But there are always people who want to spoil the scenery.
Malfoy glanced viciously over.
Kyle was a little annoyed by him, frowned and put his hands on the box, "What are you looking at?"
"Hey!" Lucius Malfoy squeezed out a strange laugh from his throat, "I have seen many geniuses, but they all disappeared in the end, leaving nothing behind. I hope you are not like them."
Kyle raised his eyebrows... There is something in this man's words.
In this case, don't blame him for being rude.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you know what this is?" Kyle picked up the diary and handed it over.
"Just a poor-quality Muggle book."
Malfoy didn't answer, "I wouldn't touch such a dirty thing."
Even so, after seeing the damaged diary, there was still a look of anger on his face.
"I was negligent."
Kyle took a glove from the shelf next to it and put it on the outside of the diary, and then handed it to Lucius involuntarily.
"I found this thing from Ginny's old book. If I'm not mistaken, it should have been stuffed in by you when you were in Lihen Bookstore."
Malfoy's pale hands clenched into fists, then loosened again.
"Is there proof?" he said hoarsely.
"No, but it's not important." Kyle waved his hand, "What's important is that to Tom Riddle, just this diary is as important as his life, because it contains his soul.
Of course, now that piece of soul no longer exists, it has disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind. "
In an instant, the diary seemed to become a red hot iron in Lucius Malfoy's eyes, and he threw it out subconsciously.
Fortunately, the house elf following him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly reached out to catch it.
"Mr. Malfoy, it seems that you know who Tom Riddle is."
Kyle said with a smile: "No matter what, we should thank the person who took out the diary, he did us a big favor."
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded with a smile: "And he also revealed Voldemort's biggest secret. We should really thank him."
Lucius Malfoy could no longer see a trace of blood on his face, and his right hand twitched, as if he wanted to reach for his wand.
But he finally restrained himself, turned around, unscrewed the door and walked out in a daze.
He didn't say a word the whole time.
"It seems that someone is going to suffer from insomnia recently."
Dumbledore stood up and asked, "But Kyle...can you tell me how you know about Horcruxes?
This ancient and evil black magic, even most professors have not heard of it. "
His tone was very calm, as if he was asking what he had for lunch today.
"During the vacation, I saw it once in an article published by Mr. Nicolas." Kyle said casually: "The content is that he denied the statement that the Horcrux belongs to alchemy."
"The article from 1689?" Dumbledore asked after a moment of thought.
He remembered that Nicolas May had indeed written such an article.
"Yes, there is also a supplementary note in 1691." Kyle said, "Coincidentally, that diary perfectly matches all the characteristics of Horcruxes..."
"I see." Dumbledore smiled. "I thought the four founders told you in the Chamber of Secrets... Do you want tea? Or lemonade?"
"lemonade."
Kyle turned his head to the window, seeming to have a keen interest in the gloomy sky outside, and at the same time he muttered in his heart: "If you didn't read that article...that's what they said."
Dumbledore did not continue this topic, he walked up to Fox, stroked the phoenix's feathers lightly, "You were a little impulsive just now."
"Impulse?" Kyle asked, "You mean, I shouldn't tell Lucius about the Horcrux?"
"No, it has nothing to do with that."
Dumbledore sighed suddenly, "It took me two days to knit those gloves. I was going to give them away."
"Uh..." Kyle was speechless for a while, "Why don't I catch up now and come back?"
Dumbledore thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It's okay, I'd better knit another pair, I should have a lot of free time after today."
