Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

With a muffled sound, the heavy wooden door of the cottage was pushed open, and the cold night wind rushed in directly.

Standing outside the door was Snape.

He obviously heard what Hagrid said and his face looked very unhappy.

"Professor...Snape? What are you doing here?" The drunken Hagrid was confused.

"Looking for someone." Snape said sullenly, "Eric, the headmaster asked us to go to him right now, immediately. If you are not as drunk as the other two."

"Hmm?" Lin En frowned. "What's going on? Why are there so many things going on today..."

Although he was skeptical, he still stood up, put the wine glass on the table, and waved to the coat hanging in the corner.

Small rune letters appeared in the air, and the smell of alcohol was instantly swept away. Even the groggy Hagrid and Madam Hooch became a little more sober.

Snape glanced at him, then lowered his voice as he walked out, "There's another attack. They're all busy dealing with the scene. No one's in your office. Dumbledore asked me to come here to find you. This time it's not a cat, it's a student."

His steps were quick and powerful as he moved quickly towards the castle.

It was as if he wanted to shake off Lynn behind him.

Lin En followed closely behind thoughtfully, and the fragmented memories in his mind slowly awakened.

But it was also a bit unexpected.

Obviously the situation has changed.

It's like the shells fell into the same crater. It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

Chapter 65 The Missing Diary (First Order Request!)

When I woke up, an invisible dark cloud was hanging over the Hogwarts Castle.

First the Head Boy and Head Girl and the prefects of each house heard about it, and then the news spread to all the students.

Just last night, Colin Creevey, a first-year Gryffindor student, was attacked while strolling in the castle corridor at night and was in critical condition.

Starting from breakfast time, professors and prefects began patrolling in batches. On the one hand, this gave the panicked little wizards some confidence, but on the other hand, it also proved that the murderer was still at large, increasing everyone's anxiety.

Even though Dumbledore personally came forward and announced the rescue and investigation plan in front of all the students, panic still spread uncontrollably throughout the school.

The scope of “enemies of the heir” is too large.

There are a large number of Muggle-born wizards at Hogwarts, and any one of them could be a target of attack.

On this Sunday without classes, the little wizards with nothing to do were fermenting fear.

It can be imagined that all kinds of magic items will be in great demand in the future, and even if the professors repeatedly emphasize it, it will not be of much use.

People need psychological support, not just the power to resist unknown murderers.

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Harry, who had left the infirmary early, also heard everything Dumbledore said.

He knows better.

From the mouth of the house-elf who came to visit in the middle of the night, covered in bruises and speaking vaguely.

Not only that, he also saw Colin with his own eyes, as well as the broken camera in his hand and the grapes that he had not yet delivered.

He didn't like this overly enthusiastic junior very much, but seeing him attacked - especially on the way to visit him - he still couldn't help but feel the anger rising in his heart.

When he looked up inadvertently, he saw Lin En with a gloomy face.

As their eyes met, he knew that this gentle professor was not happy at the moment either.

He thought that he had to speed up his investigation - in order to prevent more classmates from being killed.

He never cared about so-called "innocence", but his inner sense of justice and responsibility prevented him from sitting idly by.

But he knew that it would take time to prepare the polyjuice potion, and he had to be patient and wait.

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Lynn's irritation was justified.

After the emergency meeting last night, Snape, who had a deep grudge against him, called him back and kept Dumbledore.

He brought good news and bad news.

The good news is that he found Draco based on Lynn's hint and confirmed that he had picked up a strange diary.

The bad news was that when he and Draco went to search for it, the diary disappeared.

The attack occurred after the diary was lost.

Not in Ginny's hands, not in Draco's, but the diary that held the fragment of Voldemort's soul was still able to move.

The situation was beyond Dumbledore's control, and this wise old man looked solemn for the first time in a long time.

After repeated questioning, Snape finally learned the truth of the incident and Dumbledore's secret plan.

He slammed the table in anger.

This man, who once regarded dark magic as his lifelong pursuit and Voldemort as his idol, now stands most resolutely on the side of resisting dark magic and the Dark Lord.

This stance and courage born out of hatred are even more resolute and resolute than Dumbledore's.

Even Dumbledore could not remain calm in the face of his anger. He could only avoid looking at him and remain silent.

Snape walked away in anger after getting no response. He did not appear in the corridor until this morning, with a gloomy face, patrolling with the Slytherin prefects.

As for Lynn and Dumbledore, they searched the entire castle all night without sleeping, but found nothing.

Including the secret room led by Fox, which was empty and without any trace.

Even during breakfast time when all the students gathered together, Lin En used dozens of runes to search at the same time regardless of the cost, but still to no avail.

This most bizarre of Horcruxes seems to have vanished from the face of the earth.

After absorbing the spiritual energy of the two young wizards, Ginny and Draco, it may have accumulated some power and had a vague sense of it.

But right now, it's all just speculation.

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"Gudu... gudu..."

In the office, he drank a large bottle of Bafe's refreshing medicine, and the cool medicine made him feel refreshed.

"Tsk... Fatty, can't you make the potion more delicious..."

It was sour, spicy, and surprisingly cool. All the flavors mixed together made it a little overwhelming for Lin En. He could only gulp down a few glasses of water to relieve the pain a little.

After a night of fruitless searching, he calmed down and began to carefully review the details of the past two months.

Analysis is the key, rather than fruitless searches.

Dense handwriting appeared on the parchment.

The diary, the basilisk, Ginny, Draco, the Chamber of Secrets.

The five blood-red keywords are the most conspicuous.

Surrounding them is nearly three months of information, building a tight logical chain down to the smallest detail.

As the only known Horcrux with independent consciousness, the soul carried by this diary is the most special.

No one can determine its status and purpose.

Perhaps it's the Slytherin legacy.

Perhaps he has a twisted soul and enjoys killing and destruction.

Or perhaps he has tasted the sweetness of absorbing spiritual power and is trying to use it to strengthen himself - or even become the master?

Various speculations flashed through my mind, but the chain of logic was still missing the most crucial piece.

He was certain that it would be impossible for him to become fully powerful with just the mental strength of two fledgling wizards.

At least now, his strength must still be very weak.

Based on his understanding of Voldemort, even at the age of sixteen, he possessed a contradictory personality of both arrogance and inferiority.

Although I don't know why it regained the ability to act independently so quickly, as long as it has consciousness, it will definitely not be too silent.

So……

"boom--"

There was a loud bang and Snape pushed the door open, interrupting Lynn's thoughts.

"Tell me, what else is Dumbledore hiding?"

There was a sickly flush on the pale face, and a familiar smell of medicine.

The two people with a deep grudge stared at each other silently, and the air was filled with tension.

"Please take a seat."

A chair fell in front of Snape. Lynn controlled her temper and tried to be polite.

"If you're talking about his plans for the three kids this year, as far as I know, no. But that's just what I know."

He spoke slowly, crossing his hands in his lap.

"You are as arrogant as he is, Eric." Seeing the empty medicine bottle on the table, Snape's expression eased a little. "You think you can control everything and look down on everyone."

"You are wrong, Snape. I am nothing like him."

"I always follow the motto of Hufflepuff." Lynn looked at him without any personal emotion for the first time, "Always do the right thing."

"You--" Snape subconsciously wanted to refute, but couldn't find the words.

He knew that Lynn would not lie about this, and he also knew that this was his position all along.

Whether it was the tit-for-tat confrontation at school, the desperate fight in the months after graduation, or the indifference and contempt after Dumbledore personally intervened to stop it.

This has been the case for more than a decade.

There was a long silence.

Snape put away his aggressive gaze, took out a piece of parchment from his arms and slapped it on the table.

"Although you are an absolute bastard, you are still trustworthy - at least more trustworthy than that old man."

He gritted his teeth, as if forcing these words out from between his teeth.

"This is what Draco recalled, all the conversations between him and the diary. We must find out the man's purpose... and then kill him!"

Chapter 66 No One Understands Tom Better Than You (Please Order First!)

"…I see. I didn't know Mr. Malfoy was so afraid of me. That makes sense."

Looking at Malfoy's neat handwriting, Lynn asked with a little surprise, his tone much lighter than before.

Snape's dead fish eyes stared at him coldly.

All the information is in the eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, Snape. I admit that I look down on Lucius." Lynn picked up the parchment. "But I'm different from people like you. I never pass on grudges to the next generation."

After a pause, he turned his head and looked at Snape, "You know exactly what I am talking about, and you'd better not touch my bottom line. This is not eleven years ago. If I really want to do something, Dumbledore can't stop me."

"...You can't expect the child to realize this." Snape pursed his lips, pretending not to hear the second half of the sentence.

The words were clear, and Lin En was too lazy to argue with him. He pointed to the conversation recorded on the parchment and said firmly:

"It's clear at a glance that your former master in the diary is aware of my existence and is alert to it."

"vigilance?"

"It originally fell into the hands of Ginny Weasley, and absorbed her mental power to strengthen itself." Lynn ignored him and just analyzed it by herself, "But the two protective spells cast by Dumbledore and me made it unsustainable."

"So he created an opportunity and found a new host, which is Malfoy."

"He drew more strength from Malfoy because this child had far more negative emotions and mental strength than Ginny, a girl who had just entered school. Lucius' son was much more presentable than himself."