Chapter 125 Deterrence

While Harry was still in shock, a figure violently kicked open the door of the headmaster's office, and the background music in the office suddenly changed.

"Oh, I found that the stone statue guarding the gate below was broken, so I came in directly. I hope it won't be rude." The person who came was Lucius Malfoy.

Behind Lucius followed a short guy with drooping ears.

The principal looked at the sofa with sharp eyes, but the dragon who was curled up on the sofa and humming disappeared.

Lucius also followed Dumbledore's gaze, but seeing nothing, he gave a disdainful smile.

"Dobby, so this is your master. You are a house-elf serving the Malfoy family?" Harry pretended to be very surprised.

Dobby gurgled in his throat. Lucius gave him a vicious look and said,

"I'll settle with you later."

Lucius drew his cane and walked to the desk, "Get out of my way, Potter."

"So, you are back after all." Lucius looked at Dumbledore with a proud look.

"I remember your suspension order seems to have not ended yet."

"When the other school directors learned that Ginny Weasley had also been captured in the Chamber of Secrets, they immediately sent letters urging me to return to school." Dumbledore sat firmly in the position of headmaster and answered calmly.

"Ridiculous!" Lucius turned his head away.

"Interestingly, Lucius, when I visited those school directors, they told me that if they did not agree to suspend me, you would curse their families?" Dumbledore's sharp eyes passed over his half-moon eyes.

"How dare you." Lucius narrowed his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Dumbledore leaned his head forward and pretended to be old and dazed.

"For me, the only constant concern is the interests of this school and the safety of the students. And the murderer has been caught, hasn't he?" Lucius glanced at Harry.

"Yes, it was Voldemort, he was influencing the students in the school through this diary, and it was Mr. Potter who stopped him.

I have submitted the relevant memories to the Wizengamot, and I believe they will make a fair judgment."

Dumbledore smiled and felt that he had learned Legilimency correctly.

"Oh, really? I didn't expect it to be Mr. Potter again. Why not let him be the headmaster? Old Dumbledore, I doubt whether you are still capable of protecting this school." Lucius narrowed his eyes and continued his attack.

"Don't worry about that. We already have younger guardians."

Dumbledore turned his head, his eyes passing through Lucius and onto the sofa beside him.

Lucius smiled disdainfully again, thinking that Dumbledore was having an senile attack, and followed Dumbledore's gaze towards the sofa.

But this time, the sofa was not empty. A barefoot handsome boy arched the back of the sofa and adjusted himself into a comfortable sleeping position.

The sharp dragon horn on his head was like an arrow, piercing straight into Lucius' heart. Lucius, who had inherited the tradition, also recovered the teachings of his ancestors from the memories that had been buried in his mind for many years.

"The dragon man of Prewitt..."

Lucius muttered to himself. He stared at the sharp horns for a long time, unable to reorganize his words.

After a long while, Lucius mustered up his courage and said, "Oh, let's wait and see."

Lucius turned his head, kicked Dobby, didn't dare to look at the person on the sofa again, and hurried out.

"Professor Dumbledore, can you give me this diary?" Harry looked at Dobby who was hurt and walked up to him.

"Of course." Dumbledore spread his hands, and Harry grabbed the notebook and left.

As he passed Aiden he said,

"Perhaps we no longer need news about Malfoy, so we need a reason for Dobby to leave the Malfoy family in a legitimate way."

"Of course." Aiden made a gesture to Harry to go ahead.

Harry grinned and ran after him.

"He's a nice boy." Dumbledore looked at Aiden.

"Yes, yes, it combines the best qualities of the two most influential people in your life." Aiden rolled his eyes.

He put on his shoes, jumped off the sofa, and walked out.

Outside the door, in the corridor on the eighth floor.

Harry quickly caught up with Lucius and handed him the diary.

"Mr. Malfoy, I think you left your diary behind."

"Diary, this is not mine." Lucius' acting skills are superb.

"But didn't you give it to Lockhart yourself in Diagon Alley?" said Harry.

Lucius bent down, stared at Harry, and said word by word, "Well, maybe you need to collect evidence carefully."

Then he threw the diary in his hand to Dobby and turned away.

"Open it~" Harry whispered to Dobby who took the diary.

Dobby opened the diary and was stunned when he saw the socks inside.

"Dobby!" Lucius called out to his servant.

"The master gave Dobby socks, and Dobby is free." Dobby held up the socks in the diary.

"What, I didn't..." Lucius turned around and saw Dobby, who was free, and Harry, who had rolled up his trouser legs.

"You, you caused me to lose my servant!"

Lucius pulled his wand out of his cane as he advanced towards Harry.

Then he heard the sound of cloth fluttering, and an agile dragon with white scales spread its wings on the windowsill.

"What's wrong? Go on. I'm just passing by. You guys go do your work." Aiden lowered his eyebrows, seeming a little sleepy.

Lucius, who was standing under the eaves, froze, helplessly he could only utter a harsh word.

"You are just like your parents, you like to meddle in other people's affairs. Soon, you will suffer the same fate as them."

Lucius' words seemed to have other implications, and then he was enveloped by the shock from the Dream Walker. He could no longer speak and fled in a hurry.

Harry turned around to say thank you, but a gust of wind blew across his cheek and the dragon man on the windowsill had disappeared.

"Oh, thank you for everything you have done for Dobby, is there anything Dobby can do to repay you?" Dobby spoke to get Harry's attention.

"Promise me Dobby, don't try to save me again." Harry looked at Dobby.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Aiden flew out from the windowsill, cast an Disillusionment Charm on himself, quietly landed on the Ravenclaw tower, walked down from the rooftop, and was able to bypass the questions raised by the door knocker.

Walking into the lounge, the little wizards were still flipping through various books.

Aiden quickly walked down the stairs and returned to his dormitory.

The three roommates didn't know where to go, and Aiden didn't care about that anymore. He crawled into his beloved little bed, ready to reward himself with a dream for his busy days.