The person is at Hogwarts, but the system is in Middle-earth!

Chapter 80 He is the hero who conquered the dark lord!

Hermione contacted Ginny, and the feedback was worrying. Ginny seemed to have developed some kind of "dissociative amnesia" regarding this memory; she had no recollection of ever possessing the diary, but whenever someone mentioned the "black book," she would exhibit extreme panic.

The good news is that Harry seems to be doing fairly well, except that he sometimes stares blankly at the pages.

The bad news is, Valentine's Day is here, and Lockhart has a serious relapse!

On the morning of February 14, the walls of the auditorium were covered with pink flowers, and heart-shaped confetti fell from the ceiling.

Rowe sat at the Hufflepuff table, a pink scrap of paper floating in his cereal.

Susan sat opposite him, her hair styled in a nice way today. She held a delicate little package in her hand, her eyes wandering, occasionally stealing glances at Luo Wei.

"You find it disgusting too, don't you?" Susan tried to start a conversation by brushing aside a heart-shaped card that had floated onto her plate.

"This is a massive psychological attack, Susan."

"Stay alert. This pinkish mist is often a precursor to some kind of mind control spell."

Susan's hand froze in mid-air, and the small package she was about to hand out was pulled back. She bit her lip in annoyance, but before she could react, twelve dwarfs with gloomy faces, golden wings, and harps on their backs walked into the Great Hall.

In Loewe's view, which was achieved through sunglasses, the world instantly turned blood red.

[Enemy unit confirmed!]

[Race: The Fallen Red Hat]

[Armor: Sonic weapon (harp) / Blunt weapon]

[Threat Level: Frenzy]

"Everyone on high alert!" Luo Wei roared, turning the spoon in his hand into a frying pan.

"As long as you don't run around, they won't attack..." Susan was about to explain when she saw a little dwarf rushing straight towards them.

The little man, wielding a harp, came straight for Rowe.

"I'm here to deliver a message!" the dwarf roared, trying to grab Rowe's robe. "For Rowe Baggins! A letter with music!"

To Rowe's ears, the roar automatically translated into a curse in dark languages: "Die, hobbit! Hand over your skin!"

When the large hand reached for Lo Wei's collar, Lo Wei's body reacted before his brain did.

"Bang!"

The winged dwarf flew out like a cannonball and crashed heavily onto the Ravenclaw table.

Susan jumped to her feet. It was the love letter she had prepared for a week! She had searched through every sonnet in the library to write it, only to destroy it.

"The messenger has been repelled!" Lowe quickly stepped back, holding his frying pan to his chest. "Protect the civilians! Susan, back off! They've begun their attack!"

Susan took a deep breath, glared fiercely at Luo Wei, grabbed her schoolbag, and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Rowe shouted. "It's dangerous outside!"

"Go to the library! There are no dwarfs there, and no wooden figures trying to turn all romance into war drills!" Susan yelled without turning her head.

This farce is far from over.

In the afternoon, as students rushed to the Charms classroom, an even bigger commotion broke out in the hallway.

Harry was captured by a dwarf.

The little dwarf clung tightly to Harry's knees, loudly reciting a poem with background music: "His eyes are green like freshly pickled toads, he's as black and dashing as a blackboard, I wish he were mine, he's really handsome, he's the hero who conquered the Dark Lord."

The students around him laughed so hard they were doubled over, and Malfoy laughed so hard he had tears in his eyes.

"Very well-written!" Malfoy exclaimed. "Potter, it seems you have truly unique taste! Perhaps you could write this song in your little diary?"

In the chaos, Harry's backpack strap broke. Its contents scattered everywhere; books flew out, along with his black diary.

Lo Wei's gaze instantly locked onto the diary as it traced a parabola through the air.

[WARNING: The Ring has broken free of control!]

[Target location: 10 meters ahead]

Malfoy reacted quickly and grabbed the diary from the ground.

"What's this?" Malfoy sneered, holding up the black book. "Potter's Little Secret?"

"Give it to me!" Harry shouted, trying to rush over, but the little dwarf singing love songs held him tightly by the leg.

Ginny Weasley was standing at the edge of the crowd when she saw the diary fall into Malfoy's hands. Her face turned pale, she covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes were filled with terror.

"Give it back to him, Malfoy!" Ron drew his wand.

Malfoy completely ignored Ron, staring at the diary in his hand with a wicked glint in his eyes. He and Ron had a grudge dating back to their first year. This crazy Hufflepuff once beat him up in front of everyone for calling him a "Mudblood," calling it "purifying the orcs."

From then on, Malfoy harbored a deep grudge against Rowe, but was also somewhat afraid of him! Now, he had finally found an opportunity to humiliate Potter and, incidentally, disgust Rowe.

"What? So nervous?" Malfoy looked provocatively at Rowe, who had just squeezed out of the crowd. "Is there one of your little secrets in here, Baggins? I think this is just a tattered copy..."

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure pounced on him.

Lovi didn't waste any words. Diplomacy is unnecessary when dealing with fallen elves.

"Eliminate your weapon (physical version)!"

The frying pan whistled past and smashed into Malfoy's wrist.

"Ah!" Malfoy screamed, feeling as if his hand bones were about to shatter, and the diary flew out of his hand.

Luo Wei caught the diary in mid-air and then threw it directly into his backpack, not letting it stay in his hands for a moment longer.

"You're asking for it!" Malfoy clutched his wrist, tears welling in his eyes from the pain. He roared furiously, "Crawb! Goyle! Get him! Kill this madman!"

Two big guys immediately rushed forward, and the surrounding Slytherin students were also eager to join in, seemingly wanting to take advantage of their numbers to give Rowe a good beating.

The situation quickly spiraled out of control, and it looked like it was about to escalate into a brawl.

"Stop it, all of you!"

Percy Weasley pushed his way through the crowd, his prefectural badge gleaming. "Fighting here? Gryffindor, five points deducted! Slytherin, five points deducted! Malfoy, put your wand away!"

Malfoy glared fiercely at Rowe, but despite his resentment, he dared not cause any more trouble thanks to the prefect's intervention.

"You wait, Baggins," Malfoy said in a low voice, his tone a threatening bark masking a underlying weakness. "My father's on the school board, and I'll make him..."

"Should he take you back to Mordor to recover?" Rowe interrupted him coldly. "Go back to your burrow. If I see you touching this thing again, I'll cripple your other hand too."

Malfoy was intimidated by Rowe's murderous gaze and took a step back, eventually leaving with his henchmen, cursing and swearing.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Harry, Ron, and Rowe.

Ginny stood in the corner, her body trembling slightly.

"Here, Ringbearer." Rowe took out the diary and handed it to Harry. "That was close. Sauron's henchmen almost succeeded."

Harry grabbed the diary, not even bothering to wipe off the ink.

"Thanks, Rowe," Harry said, panting. "Ginny..."

He turned to look at the corner, only to find that Ginny was gone.

"She was terrified," Ron sighed. "This damn Valentine's Day."

Rowe looked thoughtfully in the direction Ginny had disappeared.

[Observation Log Updated]

[Target: Ginny Weasley]

[Reaction: Extreme panic/escape]

[Speculation: Post-traumatic stress disorder of the former addict]

"Let's go, Harry." Rowe patted Harry on the shoulder. "It's no longer safe here. The Red Hats are gathering; we have to retreat."

Behind them, the little dwarf continued tirelessly singing to the air: "He is the hero who conquered the dark lord..."

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