Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 69 Tom Riddle

"Myrtle, I need you to describe in more detail, for example, the process of your death." Hardy asked, "Please forgive my offense again."

"Oh, nothing to offend, Professor."

Myrtle was wandering in the bathroom, shaking her head, "When I was alive, the things people did to me were far more offensive than this."

"Honestly, I don't know anything about how I died," Myrtle said mysteriously in a low voice.

"I just remember seeing a pair of scary big yellow eyes, and then my whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away..." She looked at Hardy in a daze.

"And then I came back, you know, all I wanted to do with Olive Hornby. Oh, and she regretted laughing at me for wearing glasses so badly."

Hardy quickly caught useful information in Myrtle's conversation, a pair of terrifyingly large yellow eyes, referring to the eyes of the basilisk.

50 years ago, Myrtle accidentally witnessed the previous heir to the Chamber of Secrets communicating with the basilisk in Parseltongue, and was killed by the basilisk.

So--

The boy's voice that Myrtle heard in the girls' bathroom at that time belonged to the previous heir to the secret room!
"Myrtle, about the boy in the girls' bathroom, did you see who it was?" Hardy asked tentatively.

To be honest, he didn't have much hope, but Myrtle gave an affirmative answer very unexpectedly.

"Oh, that damned boy, I saw, seemed to be a Slytherin," Myrtle recalled. "Tom...Tom Riddle, that's him."

"Tom Riddle, are you sure?" Hardy didn't expect it to be so easy, and got the answer he wanted.

Myrtle floated in front of Hardy, "Yes, my memories tell me, that's the name. Ha, he's a top student, but he scares me. Even if I become a ghost, I instinctively want to stay away from him. "

Hardy felt he had caught the real heir to the Chamber of Secrets.

A top Slytherin student who mastered the Parseltongue, not only has the ability to control the basilisk, but also has the rationality to dispel suspicion.

"Could it be that you haven't told anyone about this?" Hardy felt strange. Since Myrtle knew everything, why did Dumbledore still claim that there was no conclusive evidence?
"Tell someone else? No one asked me that." Myrtle complained. "I heard that it was the basilisk that killed me, not Tom Riddle. Besides... no one cares about me at all."

He held his forehead helplessly. From a certain point of view, Myrtle's words were true.

Taking a deep breath, Hardy looked at the other party, "Thank you for the important information, Myrtle, this chat was very pleasant."

Looking around the dilapidated bathroom, Hardy added: "I will do my best to let the school fix it as soon as possible."

"Oh, how gentle and considerate you are, Professor Ollivander." Myrtle rested her chin on her hands, her face full of happiness.

"Also, please don't be too harsh on Hermione Granger, she didn't destroy this place on purpose." Before leaving, Hardy remembered this incident again.

Myrtle stretched lazily, "Okay, okay, I'll do it, it's all for the sake of teaching you."

Hardy nodded with a smile, and immediately stepped out of the half oak door of the bathroom.

After leaving Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, Hardy went straight to the library and found relevant information about Tom Riddle in the Hogwarts alumni register.

The roster reads:

Tom Riddle was born on the night of December 1926, 12 in front of an orphanage in London, England.

On September 1938, 9, Tom Riddle went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was sorted into Slytherin House.

He studied hard at school, was hungry for knowledge, and was very polite. He was a handsome and excellent student, and the professors were very impressed with him.

Due to his excellent grades and outstanding performance, in the fifth grade, Tom was elected as the Slytherin prefect.In seventh grade, he was elected president of the Boys' Body.

During his time at school, he also won the Outstanding Moral Award, Special Contribution Award, etc.

After graduating in 1945, Tom Riddle applied to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, but was declined by the then principal Armando Dippet because he was "not old enough".

After leaving Hogwarts, other experiences have not been recorded yet.

In the library's alumni roster, there are significantly more records of Tom Riddle than other students, which shows that he was indeed dazzling enough when he was studying at Hogwarts.

In addition, Hardy also learned from it that the reason why Tom Riddle was able to receive the school's special contribution award——

Reported Rubeus Hagrid, a classmate who was two grades lower than himself, for illegally raising Aragog the acromantia.

He also claimed that the other party caused the death of a little Muggle-born witch, Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, and Hagrid was eventually expelled from the school.

After closing the roster of alumni with a height of half a person, Hardy's thinking has become completely clear.

The previous heir to the Chamber of Secrets was Tom Riddle!
He opened the Chamber of Secrets 50 years ago, controlled the Basilisk with Parseltongue, and killed Myrtle.

And pushed everything to his classmate Hagrid, for which he was awarded by the school.

"An excellent Slytherin who has gone to extremes." Sorting out what Tom Riddle did, Hardy gave what he thought was a pertinent evaluation.

In addition, there is one more thing that is embarrassing.

That is, the real victim, Myrtle, knows the truth, but no one is willing to listen to her. Of course, it is also possible that the other party rejects the professor and deliberately does not speak.

"It seems that Hogwarts will further strengthen the communication and guidance of students' psychology."

Hardy walked out of the library and met Professor McGonagall again at the corner of the Gryffindor Tower.

"Professor McGonagall, I have something that needs to be discussed with Principal Dumbledore alone."

"Oh, I'm afraid not, Professor Ollivander." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, "Albus is out on business, and he may not be back until a while."

Hearing this, Hardy raised his eyebrows slightly, what a coincidence?

It seems that I can only talk to each other about my new discoveries after a while.

"By the way, Professor McGonagall, how is Draco's situation?" Hardy blinked, "According to my judgment, Lucius Malfoy will make a fuss about lethargy, something must have happened .”

"Yes, the Minister for Magic is right, you are unmatched in this regard."

Professor McGonagall's expression became serious, "Draco's narcolepsy is indeed worth investigating."

"Does Madam Pomfrey have any idea?" Hardy asked.

"It will take some time." Professor McGonagall shook her head, "She hopes to get the help of Professor Snape's potion, and I'm going to find him."

"Okay, if there's anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate."

Professor McGonagall nodded gratefully at Hardy, then hurried to Snape's lounge.

(End of this chapter)