DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Okay, Tom ..."

The diary says so, and Karl has no way to continue asking. After all, it's not time to tear his face with him, the plastic brotherhood will continue for the time being.

He put the quill pen and the book he was going to borrow neatly, took a look at the mechanical watch on his wrist, and walked out of the library briskly.

"Just wait until a suitable time, I can get rid of him ..."

...

In the principal's room, Dumbledore kindly received the anxious three Harry.

"Don't worry, there is something you can say slowly here. It's just that I don't understand a little bit. How do you know the new password for the principal's office?

I only changed it yesterday, I have n’t told anyone ... "

Dumbledore touched his bundle of white beards, appeased Harry and others with a trace of doubt on his face.

"I said the name of the dessert drink I can think of again. Professor, do you like to drink" Kumquat Lemon "recently?"

Hermione said embarrassedly, her face flushed.

"It turns out that ... that ~. Have a drink, Miss Granger?"

Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and three glasses of lemon juice appeared in front of Harry and the three.

"Thank you professor, we have an important thing to report to you this time ..."

Harry picked up the lemon juice and drank most of it. The three of them tried a few times just now, and they said that the stone statue was dry before making way.

Then he gave a detailed account of what happened last night.

Dumbledore, who had been eating biscuits and lemon tea leisurely, was suddenly sharp after hearing the word crypt. But it disappeared only in an instant, and changed back to the affable old principal.

The three Harry who were only concerned with storytelling and adding details, of course, did not notice the subtle expression changes on their headmaster's face, but just kept humming themselves ...

"Okay, boys. I think I should know what to do, thank you for the information ..."

Dumbledore waved his wand and collected the lemon juice and cookies in front of him, and smiled at Harry as if nothing had happened.

"Professor, do you believe us? Then what are you going to do, as far as I know, the thing doesn't look too big."

After listening to Dumbledore ’s answer, Harry was excited for a while, and then said anxiously that finding something in the huge Hogwarts was not an easy task.

"The Ministry of Magic has magical instruments that specifically look for this kind of thing, so you don't have to worry at all ...

Also, can you call me for Karl? The last time he asked me to ask me to help him find the book, I already found it ... "

Dumbledore blinked and smiled playfully.

"Really, professor? That's great, we'll go right away!"

Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help yelling in excitement.

Watching Harry as they left, Dumbledore got up from his chair in the empty principal's room, pacing back and forth and thinking.

"Controlled by that thing? This is hard to say ...

As for the frontal repel of a house elf, this needs to be verified ...

After the school has been going on for so long, it is still calm, without the help of props to confine the space, is that magical dimension magic? It seems that the man who fought the Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest last year should be him. It's unbelievable. In the ancient times of miracles, were the elves who controlled the laws of nature so terrifying in strength ...

Presumably Tom should have a headache now, I guess I ca n’t get rid of it ... "

Soon, Dumbledore grasped these key points, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he already knew who the thing was on.

The surprise that the child brought to him was really one after another. Since the thing fell into his hands, Dumbledore's original heart was instantly taken back again. Just listening to Harry mentioned the thing, he Just afraid of falling into the hands of other little wizards who didn't know.

But the little wizard is Karl? Oh, that's fine ...

Last year, Lord Voldemort was directly run away by Karl, who was fully awakened by the fire. What kind of storm can he make a black magic prop this year?

After clearing everything, Dumbledore sat down calmly, his wand waved again, and a plate of dessert drinks reappeared on the table. He was alone and enjoying the endless joy brought by the small snacks, waiting for Carl's door.

...

Go back to the Ravenclaw Tower and put the diary in Karl ready to go out. As soon as he opened the door, his smile froze on his face ...

Why are these three forces here? !

"What's the big deal? Is the secret room really opened? Impossible, it's only a few minutes!"

Carl said in a somewhat complicated mood, he really didn't expect Harry to appear here.

"Nothing happened, we just went to see Professor Dumbledore ~ ​​www.readwn.com ~ told him everything that happened last night, he already had a plan in mind.

In addition, he said that you had come to the magic book he was looking for and asked you to go to the principal's office as if he still had something to tell you ... "

Ron snapped through the speech at a very fast rate, and Carl heard it with a look of aggression.

After a long recovery, he finally realized that the diary might have been guessed by Dumbledore.

"It's all that abominable Dobby! You shouldn't pretend to be in front of Harry last night, just forget everything!"

Carl whispered in his heart that he had originally thought of using Tom Riddle to reveal his true face, so that in the desperate fire, even his soul would be burned to death.

This is all right. Old Dengtou knew that he must want to destroy it immediately.

Carl kept lamenting in his heart, why is it so hard for him to eat a single food alone? ! He turned to look at the white clouds outside the window, and a tear slipped down the corner of his eyes in disappointment.

Tom, I do n’t deserve to be your best friend! This time I am sorry to you, originally I wanted you to live happily through the last period of this life.

But he would n’t be willing to hurt the great devil Dumbledore! He just wants your life, I have no way to stop him, I am also desperate!

"What's wrong with you, Carl? Why are you still crying?"

Harry noticed Karl's slightly trembling body and the tears in his eyes that seemed like eternal existence, and he couldn't help asking strangely.

"No ~, it's okay. It's just a little touched. My magic book is hard to find. Professor Dumbledore is attentive. I really want to thank his family!"