Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 78 The Truth of History

In the Room of Response, Tom Riddle spread out a huge parchment and was whispering something, even though Hardy was very close, he couldn't hear it clearly.

Shaking his head, he withdrew his gaze from the other person and turned to the huge paper on the ground.

Compared with the other three reliefs, the one with the largest area obviously records more content.

It is recorded above that in the Middle Ages, various bloody conflicts broke out between wizards and Muggles.

Because several kings were afraid that wizards with magical power would take away their rights, they successively organized armies and launched several crusades.

Although the wizard's magic is quite powerful, he has not gained much advantage in the face of hundreds of Muggle soldiers.

At that time, the three largest battles directly resulted in the death of [-] wizards, and more than [-] Muggles also died.

The battlefield lasted until the second half, and the few remaining wizards began to retreat to the deep forest, trying their best to avoid confrontation with the Muggle army.

Seven powerful wizards come together and secretly plan a series of assassinations against the king.

At first, everything went smoothly. The old kings of the two kingdoms died under the wizard's poisonous snake and fierce fire, which greatly boosted the wizard's morale.

But when they looked at the king of the Garom Kingdom, none of the seven wizards who went to carry out the assassination survived.

Rumor has it that they all died at the hands of one person.

Later, the prince of the Kingdom of Gallom, Albach Gallom, formed a mysterious knight order with only 12 members.

Although they are Muggles, everyone in the Knights has the power to fight against wizards.

At that time, the knights led by Garom had killed 12 wizards with 300 people, and made the Kingdom of Garom have 21 subsidiary small countries.

The other party even announced that within three months, all wizards would disappear from this world.

At that time, Albach Gallom had almost become a taboo and a nightmare among wizards.

He and his knights were invincible, and no wizard ever passed them alive.

No one knows how they did it.

However, despite this, the final result of this war was still because of Gallom's arrogance and conceit, and he was heading towards his demise.

The wizards led by the four founders of Hogwarts launched an ambush battle with the Knights led by Gallom, and at the sacrifice of countless wizards, they were defeated and wiped out in one fell swoop.

But until the death of Gallom and the eleven knights who followed him, Gryffindor and others did not figure out where his powerful and strange power came from.

Some people say that Gallom and others are not Muggles, but dark wizards; others speculate that their power comes from Merlin's relic, which is something that both wizards and Muggles can use.

But these speculations have no conclusive evidence.

After reading the contents on the parchment, Hardy couldn't help but gasp. If this episode of medieval history was spread, it would be enough to shake the entire magic world.

"I heard footsteps." Hardy had just read the contents of the parchment when Tom Riddle put it away.

He quickly hid it away and hurried out of the Room of Requirement.

Hardy followed closely, and found that Riddle was at the stairs on the eighth floor, and met Dumbledore, who was still the professor of Transfiguration at that time.

"...Mr. Riddle...shouldn't be here...Hagrid...report him...take responsibility..."

Intermittent conversations reached Hardy's ears.

But before he had time to get close, after a while of dizziness, he had already left the diary and reappeared in the office.

Sitting on the armchair, Hardy shook his head, digesting the nausea and dizziness.

Then, he keenly felt that his magic power, which had been exhausted for a long time, suddenly began to recover and grow.

"Huh..." He exhaled slowly, and the corners of Hardy's mouth rose, "It seems that the punishment curse has worked."

He tapped his fingers on the table, looked at the diary in front of him, and showed a meaningful smile.

The original bright and white pages of the diary have now become dull and yellowish, and the cover has a large number of wrinkles. It seems that it will be broken into several pieces with a light touch.

Hardy held the quill and dipped the ink, "Thanks, Riddle, my friend."

"What did you do in my memory?" A line of scrawled handwriting appeared on the page, obviously, the other party had noticed the punishment curse.

Hardy seemed to be able to see that the other party was asking himself angrily through the diary.

"Nothing, I never meant to harm anyone," Hardy wrote quickly. "I just cast a jinx on myself to punish those who try to touch my soul."

On the desk, Riddle's diary was flipping, pages had already been detached from the back cover, swaying in the air, burning into ashes.

"Bastard liar", "Machinist", "Inferior wizard", "Damn guy"...

On the yellowed and crumpled pages, Riddle's questioning and scolding kept popping up.

At the beginning, he was fairly civilized, able to maintain a little composure, but later on, Riddle's language was extremely vicious.

"Ollivander, you *****, I ********* must ***** forever********"

Hardy watched the changes in the diary calmly. He even waved his magic wand, driving the quill on the parchment, and quickly recorded the whole process of the punishment spell taking effect.

"Although I don't teach Charms, these materials should be of great research and reference value." Hardy smacked his lips and said.

Now that he was waving his wand, he no longer had the stagnant feeling of hindrance. Perhaps in a week or two, his magic power would be fully restored.

With a sound of "噗嗤", a black fire burst out from Riddle's diary, and a shrill scream came from it immediately.

"Mr. Riddle, do you really think I don't know anything about Horcruxes?" Hardy picked up a cup of coffee and sipped it carefully, "I can barely taste a trace of bitterness."

"You're lying to me—"

Riddle's voice was angry and manic.

"Yes, there is nothing undeniable." Hardy put down the coffee in his hand, and picked up the pastry from the "Konditorei und Cafe Buchwald" dessert shop.

"Having a sense of taste is such a blissful thing." Hardy admired, seeing that there was only the last page left in the diary.

"Goodbye, Mr. Riddle." Hardy raised his right hand and bent it. "If you have other Horcruxes, do you think they will believe my lie?"

"Uh-"

As the black Fiercefire grew fiercer, fragments of Tom Riddle's soul burst from the pages.

His whole body was scorched black, and he wanted to pounce on Hardy with a hideous face, but he turned into a pile of ashes and dissipated within an inch of him.

……

In the office, Hardy waved his wand to clean up the traces of Riddle's diary.

He got up slowly, opened the window with brisk steps, and the cool evening wind blew on his body, which was cold and comfortable.

"What a day."

Taking a few deep breaths, Hardy felt as if his body had been pulled out of the mud.

Hardy leaned against the window, looking at the stars in the dark night, "By the way, the little wizard who has touched Riddle's diary before still needs to find it."

"Things like Horcruxes can pollute people's spirits the most. We must conduct a systematic inspection of that little wizard."

(End of this chapter)