Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 141 Dumbledore's Doom (Part )

Voldemort, who was being pointed at by the wand, suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill, which made his entire spirit feel cold as if a maggot on his tarsal bones.

Just as he was about to run out, he heard Harry's brisk words.

"Now let me let you feel it—"

If someone were here, they would notice that the black mist suddenly expanded and became extremely huge.

Immediately afterwards, a purple light flashed and a loud noise broke out.

Voldemort's black mist was instantly blown away.

"Revelio (reveal your true form)!"

Harry waved his wand to detect Voldemort's whereabouts, but the result of the detection spell told him that Voldemort had disappeared in the Chamber of Secrets.

He was certain that Voldemort would not escape.

In that case... then that only leaves the young, female version of Voldemort, he thought.

At this moment, Pansy also woke up.

"Where...am I?" she asked woodenly.

"You are in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, Miss Parkinson." Harry said politely, looking very gentlemanly.

He reached out and pulled Pansy up from the ground.

"If you still have some consciousness left, you should still remember the conversation between me and Voldemort?"

Pansy tried hard to recall, and after a while, she suddenly jumped up from where she was.

She looked at Harry, and seemed unable to accept the fact that Voldemort was a half-blood.

"So... everything you said is true?" Pansy covered her face and said in a state of collapse: "Oh my God, oh my God... I thought... oh my God..."

"You should think about the better side, like at least you're still alive." Harry looked at Pansy, then said, "Tell me, why are you here? Is it just because you listened to Voldemort's bewitching?"

"I don't know..." Pansy covered her face and cried, "I...ever since I picked up the notebook, I felt...I felt that I could not refuse any of his requests. Oh my God, it's so terrible. I really hate Mudbloods, but I never thought of killing Creevey - although he is really annoying..."

"What do you hate?" Harry asked, frowning.

"I..." Pansy stammered, looking up at Harry timidly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Potter, I..."

Harry snorted.

"A Muggle-born student." Pansy said sincerely, "But, Mr. Potter, I..."

Harry said nothing and pulled out a bottle of potion from his pocket.

I picked it up from the old professor's office.

He took out another glass of pumpkin juice, dropped three drops into the pumpkin juice, handed it to Pansy and said, "Drink it, you will feel better - this is pumpkin juice with truth serum added."

Pansy took the pumpkin juice and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

Seeing Pansy's actions, Harry nodded slightly, approving of what she did.

If she hesitated even a little, what would greet her would be...

"Okay, now we can talk about what happened before." Harry said to Pansy: "As a gentleman, I don't think I would use Legilimency on a lady. After all, I'm not Merope...that disgusting woman like Voldemort...Okay, now you can answer my question."

Pansy did not hide anything. Under the effect of the truth serum, she told exactly what had happened.

She was not lying, she was indeed under Voldemort's Imperius Curse.

What Harry didn't expect was that even with the effect of the truth serum, Pansy would not say the three words "Mudblood".

This means that Pansy has passed the test with Harry.

"I see." Harry nodded and said, "Regarding this matter, I will not erase your memory - but you will also be punished accordingly, understand?"

"I know, I know..." Pansy nodded continuously, tears streaming down her face.

"The decision on your punishment will be left to Professor Dumbledore," said Harry, waving his wand.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Pansy suddenly stopped sobbing, "Hasn't he been fired by the school board?"

"That was just a trap set up by Professor Dumbledore and I to lure Voldemort into the trap." Harry replied, and he stretched out his hand, "Grab my hand!"

"Oh!" Pansy reached out and held Harry's hand.

Harry took Pansy and Apparated to the school gate.

"Okay, come with me to the principal's office," he said.

Harry and Pansy made their way to the principal's office, and he found that the gargoyles at the door did not move out of the way.

"Password," said the gargoyle.

Harry said nothing as black flames were released, enveloping the gargoyle.

"The password is pure-blood!" the gargoyles said quickly, "This is the password set by the acting headmaster, Mr. Malfoy!"

Harry chuckled and removed the black Fiendfyre.

The gargoyles moved out of the way for Harry and Pansy to pass.

In the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, Lucius was sitting in the headmaster's seat and wiping his snake-headed cane.

After seeing Harry come in, Lucius stood up. After seeing Pansy, he cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Potter - what's the matter with coming to the headmaster's office?"

"Miss Parkinson has been rescued." Harry said, "Voldemort's soul has been destroyed by me. Now - it's time for us to discuss the treatment of Miss Parkinson. Where is Dumbledore?"

"You said, you have to put on a full show." Lucius smiled and said to Harry, "I think Dumbledore must be waiting somewhere outside the school now, blocking the escape of Voldemort."

Lucius was not at all surprised by this result.

In fact, when Draco wrote to him, Lucius couldn't think of any reason to reject Harry.

Supporting that madman Voldemort, and a madman with a remnant soul, is obviously courting death - but the Harry in front of him is not only the legendary wizard from a hundred years ago, but also his great-aunt's rumored boyfriend... Even his great-grandfather Mr. Septimus thinks highly of this Harry - it can even be said that the growth of Mr. Potter is inseparable from the support of the Malfoy family.

Lucius did not expect this Mr. Potter to be "grateful" and obey the Malfoy family... after all, he was only Lucius, not Septimus.

But he knew that Mr. Potter was a man of loyalty and righteousness, and since he had received support from the Malfoy family, he would definitely accept that friendship.

In the future, the Malfoy family will definitely be taken care of by Mr. Potter, instead of following behind Voldemort, trembling with fear and treading on thin ice, fearing that they would be punished with Avada Kedavra if they said something wrong one day.

Lucius was very clear about this.

What's more, his great aunt Cassandra Malfoy seemed to be traveling through time. What if she returned to her loyal Malfoy family?

Oh my god, Lucius couldn't believe it. The legendary wizard Mr. Potter was actually the son-in-law of the Malfoy family. This...

Lucius only felt that his face was like a bed that had been peed on by a child, infinitely enlarged in a limited space.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Headmaster, the former Headmaster." Harry added the word 'former' considerately, and then said, "Now that we understand the situation, you can ask the Headmaster to come back."

Lucius pulled out a beautiful little box from his bosom, handed it to Harry and said, "This is something the goblins from Gringotts asked me to give you. Please keep it."

He swore that the reason he treated Harry with such respect was definitely not because of Harry's strength - of course, that was a little bit, but the most important thing was that Mr. Potter was his elder.

My uncle is also an elder, even though he is only twelve years old.

Lucius has made up his mind since he heard about the relationship between Harry and Cassandra from Mr. Septimus. No matter who opposes him, he will never change his mind! My Malfoy family is a staunch member of the Haka Party!

Yes, the Malfoy family is indeed fence-sitters, but the Malfoy family has always put family first!

For the sake of my aunt's lifelong happiness, I must be an unwavering member of the Haka Party!
However, Septimus did not tell Lucius about his daughter's arrogant personality.

How should I put it? It's a little hard to put into words.

"Then I'll send a message to Dumbledore now." Lucius said, waving at the phoenix on the bird stand.

Fox flapped his wings and disappeared on the spot.

"Harry!"

Phineas' voice rang out.

"Oh, Phineas." Harry turned around and greeted, "I can't believe you're still in the photo frame at this moment."

"Do you want me to continue to be the headmaster of Hogwarts?" Phineas snorted, "Don't think I don't know the saying that was circulated among you in school, 'As long as you oppose Headmaster Phineas Black, we will be best friends', right? I remember that this is how you got together with Sebastian Saroo!"

"Haha." Harry laughed without any embarrassment. "If possible, I hope you can come out and take up the responsibility of being the headmaster of Hogwarts. Although you are annoying, to be honest, it was not until I met the dark wizards and encountered the big scene that I realized your good intentions."

"Ha." Phineas smiled proudly, pointed at Harry and said to the photo frames around him: "See? This is my student! My student! My favorite Harry Potter!"

Harry:…

If these words were heard by students from a hundred years ago, he would be in trouble...

You have to know that Sirius Black, who was two grades below him and the son of Phineas, was often bullied by his classmates because of Principal Black.

"But I've been really suffocated during this period." Headmaster Black said, "I have something on my mind that I can't tell Dumbledore, and I have to keep it a secret for you... Actually, I'm really tired. When are you going to confront your old junior?"

"It will be soon." Harry thought to himself, when Vivi comes back, she will definitely go to Nurmengard to settle the score.

Since Gellert has been found, Gellert's boyfriend Dumbledore will not escape either, and will definitely be dealt with as well...

By that time, it would be impossible to hide it from Dumbledore.

Besides, he didn't hide it from Dumbledore on purpose. He couldn't just sit here and say to Dumbledore, "Hey, old bee, I'm your senior", right?

If Dumbledore was in a good mood, he might have laughed it off.

But if he is in a bad mood, who knows what unpleasant words he might say.

No one would believe this, let alone a hundred-year-old wizard.

"Well, I have a feeling that Dumbledore is coming back." Phineas said, "If you are free, you can come to number twelve Grimmauld Place to find me. That is our old house of Black——"

"Don't worry, I'll go." Harry nodded at him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of fire appeared in the principal's office.

Professor Dumbledore, with the Phoenix on his shoulder, Apparated back to the headmaster's office.

"Professor Dumbledore." Harry nodded at him.

"Harry," Professor Dumbledore waved at him and nodded to Lucius, "Lucius, thank you for your hard work."

"This is what I should do as a school director." Lucius smiled and said to Dumbledore, "If there is nothing else, I think I should take my leave. As a school director, I have fulfilled my duties."

"Thank you for your hard work." Professor Dumbledore nodded.

After Lucius left the headmaster's office, Dumbledore said to Harry, "Tell me about what happened in the Chamber of Secrets. I remember I told you yesterday that you should bring the four deans with you. Why didn't you see them?"

"It happened so suddenly," Harry said, "so I went there on my own and forgot to inform them."

Professor Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I hope you won't be so reckless next time, Harry. I know you are different from the little wizards, but don't underestimate the enemy..."

Harry thought, if I bring the professors with me, I won't be able to perform at my true level - I won't dare to use some of the less elegant little spells...

"I'll be more careful next time, Professor." Harry looked back at Pansy, who was a little timid, and said to Dumbledore, "As we guessed before, Miss Pansy Parkinson is the murderer who opened the Chamber of Secrets and petrified Colin Creevey."

Professor Dumbledore's expression suddenly became serious.

"But," Harry said to Dumbledore, "I dropped a little truth serum into the pumpkin juice, and obtained Miss Parkinson's consent in advance. She told me what happened, and it was confirmed that Miss Parkinson was indeed affected by Voldemort's Imperius Curse, and did not do it subjectively."

"I see." Professor Dumbledore's expression relaxed, and he said to Pansy, "Miss Parkinson, would you like some cockroach piles?"

As he said this, he took out a sugar jar from somewhere, unscrewed the lid and grabbed a handful of cockroaches that were still kicking their legs.

Pansy suddenly let out a loud sob. She only knew that she couldn't escape the punishment, but she didn't expect that the punishment would be to eat cockroaches alive.

(End of this chapter)