Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 66

Professor McGonagall was finally persuaded by Dumbledore.

After she left the office, Mrs. Weasley began to inquire about the details of the incident.

"Hagrid's rooster was killed, I suspect it was me, but I don't know...I...I have no memory, but the clothes have chicken blood and feathers..."

Ginny fell into Mrs Weasley's arms and cried.

"It was Ri... Riddle forced me, he... he controlled me."

"Who? Who is Riddle? How did you meet that bad guy named Riddle, dear!"

Mrs Weasley patted Ginny on the back distressedly.

Dumbledore said apologetically: "Sorry, I only found out about it after asking Miss Weasley just now. It was an old diary, belonging to Riddle's, and Miss Weasley was confused by him. "

"Diary?" Mrs. Weasley glared at Ginny. "What's the matter with you, Ginny?"

Ginny sobbed a few times and said in a hoarse voice, "I've been writing on that diary since I got it. For the past two months, he... Riddle kept writing me back..."

"Riddle...who is that?" Mrs Weasley frowned.

Dumbledore said softly, "Tom Riddle, he's probably the best student Hogwarts has ever seen."

"Few people know that Voldemort used to be called Tom Riddle," he explained to the bewildered crowd.

"Oh! Merlin!"

Mrs. Weasley couldn't help but let out a scream when she heard the forbidden name, and hugged Ginny tightly in her arms in fear.

Dumbledore continued: "Fifty years ago, at Hogwarts, I taught him myself, Tom Riddle."

"Later, he disappeared after leaving school... He traveled all over the world, and his footprints were all over the world..."

"He sank deeper and deeper into the quagmire of black magic, mingling with the most vicious creatures in the wizarding world, undergoing many dangerous magical transformations."

"When he finally reappeared as Voldemort, it was difficult for people to recognize him."

"Almost no one connected Voldemort with the bright, handsome boy student council president who had studied here."

Hearing what Dumbledore said, everyone in the office was stunned.

Before this, no one other than Scott, who knew it, had linked this to the terrifying Dark Lord, Voldemort.

"Ginny!"

Mr. Weasley could not help breaking the silence.

His face turned pale, he gasped loudly, and said seriously to his little daughter, "Didn't I teach you? How do I usually tell you?"

Ginny raised her flushed face and answered choked up: "Never... never trust... anything that can think for itself... except... unless... it is... where does it hide the mind... …”

"So you remember?" Mr. Weasley continued to criticize her. "Then why didn't you show the diary to us or the professor? You must know that suspicious things like that are usually very dangerous black magic tools!"

At this moment, Scott heard the twins, who had recovered from Voldemort's news, bite their ears again.

"This is really rare. This is the first time I've seen Dad critically criticizing Ginny." Fred's tone was surprised.

"And Mom didn't stop him," George said. "They were obviously pissed."

"I...I don't know..."

They heard Ginny cry and confess.

Her voice trembled, clearly frightened.

"I found that diary in a book my mother gave me. I...I thought someone had it in there and forgot..."

At this moment, the twins suddenly turned their eyes, looked at each other, and asked in unison, "Ginny, which book is it?"

Ginny turned her head away, ignoring them.

"Is it your Transfiguration textbook?" the twins asked again.

Ginny immediately looked at them in surprise.

"Old Malfoy did it!" George stood up abruptly and said to Mr. Weasley, "Dad! When you and old Malfoy fought at the Lichen Bookstore before school started!"

"What?" Mr. Weasley looked stunned.

"Think about why you're fighting, Dad!"

Fred also stood up angrily.

"It was old Malfoy who took the old book, The Beginner's Guide to Transforming, from Ginny's cauldron! We remember it! He must have taken the opportunity to stuff the diary into that book!"

Mr. Weasley recalled the scene, and immediately flushed with anger.

He turned and walked towards the fireplace. "That vicious bastard! You-Know-Who's lackey! I'm going to a duel with him!"

"No, Arthur!" Mrs Weasley grabbed him hastily. "You can't go!"

Mr. Weasley growled, "That bastard nearly killed our daughter!"

"We support you, Dad!"

"Go!"

The twins stood up and raised their fists.

"We're going to a duel too!"

"And old Malfoy's precious son, little Malfoy!"

"You two!"

Mrs Weasley turned her head and stared at the twins with "murderous" eyes.

"Oh, Dad, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

Fred sat down immediately.

"That's right." George also sat down, and he nodded solemnly, "This time Ginny happened because you fought with old Malfoy, you should reflect on it."

Perhaps the playfulness of the two sons calmed Mr. Weasley.

He stopped following Mrs. Weasley's strength, but his face was always ugly.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open again, and the sleepy Potter walked in behind Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall should have explained something to Potter on the way, so after he smiled shyly at the Weasleys, he immediately looked at Scott with accusatory eyes.

Scott felt unmoved and gave him a perfect smile and a nod.

Potter immediately showed a deflated expression.

Dumbledore looked up at the sky outside the window, "It's too late, we have to deal with that trouble before the students get up in the morning."

He said to Potter, "Harry, are you willing to help? Maybe only you can."

"Oh, of course!" Potter said at once. "Of course I'd like to help you, Professor."

He hesitated, "but I don't know what happened, what should I do..."

"Come with me, Harry." Dumbledore walked straight out. "Of course, I'll explain everything to you on the way."

"Okay, Professor."

Potter glanced at Scott complaining again, and followed reluctantly.

The twins were a little squeamish.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Mrs. Weasley's "radar" was particularly sensitive, and she glared at them again immediately.

"Okay, Mom."

The twins agreed listlessly.

Professor McGonagall also said to the three: "You are not allowed to go anywhere until Professor Dumbledore and them resolve this matter. Including you, Mr. Trollope."

"of course."

Scott agreed very succinctly.

He did everything possible to get Dumbledore to solve this trouble ahead of time, how could he possibly join in the fun!

Fred asked curiously, "Ginny, did you give that diary to Dumbledore?"

"Don't ask that, Fred!" said Mrs. Weasley sensitively. "It's none of your business!"

Fred raised his hands in surrender.

"Honey?" Mrs Weasley asked Ginny again.

"At Professor Dumbledore's, of course." Ginny couldn't help but glared at Fred, "After I said it, Professor Dumbledore asked the house-elf to go to the dormitory and bring the diary to the headmaster's office. "

Mrs. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good, there's no safer place than there!"

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