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Chapter 78 Even if the result is wrong

On a quiet night, the flame spell exploded in a narrow space, and the sound of high temperature overflowing was very abrupt!

The floor under Sherlock and Dumbledore's feet was shaking slightly, but the movement stopped soon, but then another sound began to sound again.

It was a violent running sound. On the floor below their feet, when the sound reached Sherlock and the others, it became very subtle, but they could still clearly hear the strangeness of the sound.

This is not a bipedal creature!
Soon, another much clearer sound of running came down the stairs, and the young Dumbledore who had just walked up the stairs looked solemn again, and ran down the stairs in a hurry.

Sherlock and Dumbledore followed behind him, and they soon came to the corridor where the dungeon was.

Just as they came out of the stairs, a huge, furry figure suddenly passed by them!

In this short moment, Sherlock saw the whole picture of the fleeing creature.

It was a huge spider!

Young Dumbledore apparently also discovered what the fleeing creature was, and he moved extremely quickly.

Sherlock didn't see where he drew the wand from, and the next second, he swung his right arm violently!

The red streamer exploded in the air!Like scarlet lightning, it spread like a spider web in the narrow space of the stairway!
"hiss!!!"

A deep scream sounded, and green blood was spilled on the stairs, but the speed of the fleeing figure remained unabated, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!
After losing his target, the young Dumbledore frowned tightly, instead of chasing after the fleeing spider, he continued to run quickly to the Potions classroom where the movement came.

The classroom was completely destroyed by the sudden explosion of the powerful flame spell. Tom, the male prefect who had greeted the young Dumbledore before, was being crushed tightly by a burly boy.

"Hagrid! Professor Dumbledore, it was Hagrid who released the monster in the Chamber of Secrets! I almost caught them with my own hands just now, but Hagrid stopped me and let the monster run away!"

Although Tom was subdued by Hagrid, his face was still extremely calm, and he calmly narrated everything that happened just now.

But the young Hagrid was extremely flustered, his face flushed, and he desperately gave an explanation that sounded extremely pale.

"No! Professor Dumbledore, it's not it! It's not Aragog! It hasn't even been out of the cupboard since it was born! It can't kill people! It's really not it!"

Young Dumbledore's gaze remained calm, but it could be seen that he couldn't tell who was right now.

"Get up, Hagrid, let Tom go first."

While they were talking, there was a commotion of footsteps, and several elderly wizards and witches came to the scene in a hurry. These people were obviously professors who were working at Hogwarts at that time.

Sherlock recognized two people between them, one was Professor Slughorn when he was young, and the other was the former Hogwarts principal whom he had seen in the portraits of previous principals in the principal's office——Armando Dippert.

The old headmaster looked very old, even older than Dumbledore 50 years later.

"What happened? Albus."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"I just came here too, let the two of them talk for themselves."

Hagrid and Tom had little to say about their respective arguments.

As a prefect, Tom's image in the minds of the professors is almost perfect, except for Dumbledore, almost no one thinks he can lie.

But Hagrid's situation is much worse. Because of his pedigree, his talent in magic is very ordinary, and it can even be said to be dull. He is only very talented in the subject of Fantastic Beasts.

Coupled with the monster who was injured by Dumbledore's spell just now and then ran away in front of his eyes, the situation can be said to be one-sided.

Dumbledore gently waved the wand in his hand, and the picture finally froze on Tom's calm and cold expression, and Hagrid's almost desperate eyes.

Everything around turned into silver flakes, spinning and flying around Sherlock and Dumbledore.

"His superb acting skills seem to be born with him." Dumbledore's steady voice sounded, "Even when I saw him for the first time, I already knew what he really looked like, but when I saw him later From his performance at school, he also thought that he had really changed his ways. What happened when he was a child was just because he was not taught and was ignorant."

"You mean the student named Tom?" Sherlock asked.

From the beginning to the end, the student showed a maturity and stability that did not match his age. Judging from this scene, he should be a very capable wizard.

Dumbledore didn't answer his question, because the silver shards of light surrounding them coalesced again to form a new scene.

This time in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

But now there is no Phoenix Fox here, and there are no buzzing silver gadgets. The portraits of previous principals are still snoozing by the wall, but there is no Armando Dee who left office in 1956. Principal Pat.

Because the old man was still sitting on the chair in the principal's office.

"I don't think it's too early to conclude that Hagrid is guilty. This matter needs more detailed investigation. At least we must catch the monster that attacked the students!"

In the principal's office, the young Dumbledore was trying to persuade Principal Dippet to change his mind.

But for his persuasion, Dippet just shook his head in response.

"We don't have time to drag on Albus, the Ministry of Magic needs an outcome, the School Board needs an outcome, the parents of the dead girl, they need an outcome. We have to show them this, so we can make Hogwarts will not be closed because of this."

"Even if the result is wrong?"

"It can't be wrong." Dippet's voice sounded feebly old.

"Hagrid himself admitted that he did have a monster friend. We asked him to hand over his friend, but he still refused to agree. He didn't trust us. He thought we would kill his monster friend. But if we didn't If someone proves his innocence, how could this result be wrong?"

The young Dumbledore was silent, he turned and left the principal's room silently.

Dumbledore said softly as he watched his young self leave with a strong, upright but slightly weak back.

"I knew then that even if Hagrid did bring out his monster friend and prove he wasn't that person, it wouldn't change the situation."

"As Principal Dippett said, other people need an outcome, even if it could be wrong."

(End of this chapter)