Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Dumbledore watched all this calmly, and waited until Dobby cried for a while before he came forward and said, "Dobby, is this your name, right?"

"Dumbledore!" Dobby stopped crying. His big eyes were still full of tears, but he seemed very happy to see Dumbledore. "They said you are the greatest wizard. Even the Dark Lord is afraid of you."

"Oh, that's just too much praise. You don't need to take it seriously." Dumbledore smiled gently, "Dobby, I know you are a loyal house elf. But loyalty sometimes has multiple meanings."

"Dobby, for example, if your master asked you to kill him. Would you do it?"

"No no! Of course not! Dobby would never hurt his master!"

"Even if his order is for you to kill him?"

"Yes, it is……"

"Look, loyalty has different directions and choices. Dobby, you can blindly follow your master's orders, but you can also choose actions that are better for him."

"Now, the time has come, Dobby. Will you choose the course of action that is better for your Master?"

"Dobby will! Dobby will make his master better!"

"Very well, Dobby, then please answer this gentleman's question truthfully."

As expected of the principal.

Dumbledore never disappoints.

Murphy suppressed the admiration for the principal in his heart and brought the house elf back to the witness stand.

Then asked: "Dobby, you are the house elf of the Malfoy family, right?"

"Yes, Dobby is."

"The Malfoy family has a cellar. There is a lot of wine and some strange items stored in the cellar, right?"

"Yes, yes, how do you know..."

"Can you describe them?"

"Okay, Dobby can do it. There are big wooden barrels filled with a lot of red wine. The master said that the wine is used to entertain the lower class. There are also some glass bottles. The wine is used to entertain the nobles. guest……"

"Well, I don't mean the wine, I mean the strange items on the shelves. Can you describe them?"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. They were all in glass boxes and the owner wouldn't let them touch them, saying they were precious treasures. But Dobby thought they were dangerous. Once a goblin got into the cellar and knocked one over. The glass box, a glove inside touched it and it went 'Bang!' and it took Dobby all day to clean that stuff up."

"Very good, Dobby." Murphy said, picking up the notebook, "Have you seen this thing?"

Dobby looked at it for a while and nodded, "I've seen it. This is the master's treasure. But..."

"Okay, Dobby, thank you."

After Murphy finished speaking, he put on a glove on his left hand, then opened the notebook and showed it to everyone.

"Look, everyone, this notebook is blank now."

"In fact, it's impossible to see the contents of this notebook without knowing a specific method, is it, Lucius?"

But Lucius's mouth was now sealed by magic and he couldn't answer him at all.

"However, as long as some methods are used, it can be restored to its original appearance."

As he spoke, Murphy asked a judge on the side to bring over a lit alcohol lamp, and then baked the notebook on it for a while.

Sure enough, writing began to appear on the blank page.

Murphy handed the notebook to the Inquisitor, who placed it on a tray for circulation among the wizards.

I saw a few diary entries written in the notebook.

The first article is something like a travel diary, recording the diary owner's experience of exploring an ancient magical relic.

The second article is a piece of nonsense. The owner of the diary seems to be mentally abnormal, but it contains words and phrases with obvious characteristics such as "I have transcended death."

The third article is the core content of this diary, which actually records the names of everyone who defected to him, including Barty Crouch Jr., Antonin Dolohov, and Bayi who have been captured in Azkaban. Latrix, Rodolphus, etc., and many names of guys who were never caught, such as Gall, Crabbe, Karkaroff, Walton McNeil, Avery, etc.

Among them, the name of Lucius Malfoy was mentioned.

And obviously, Lucius is also a favorite of the Dark Lord, with his name mentioned more times in the diary than everyone else combined.

Finally, there is a fourth diary, which records the subsequent ownership of this notebook.

It read: "I will leave this notebook with Lucius in case something goes wrong. I will write down what he needs to do should something unacceptable happen. My most loyal servant , he should be able to shoulder this important task. No matter when, I will come back again!"

Finally, the fifth diary had obviously been torn out, and some magic symbols could still be vaguely seen from the corners, which were obviously instructions for a spell or magic ritual.

The wizards in purple robes whispered that if what was recorded in this notebook was true, then not only Lucius, but even more hidden Death Eaters would be brought to justice!

What's even more frightening is that Murphy Darkholm's accusation may be true, and Lucius Malfoy is really resurrecting Voldemort!

"Lucius! Is everything written in this notebook true?!" A wizard at the trial couldn't help but ask.

Dumbledore lifted the silencing spell from Lucius, who immediately shouted: "No! It's not true! This is fake! Forged! This is not his diary! This is fake!"

Lucius was frightened at first, but after hearing the wizards' discussion, he became a little confused.

No, the diary the Dark Lord gave him was from when he was young. At that time, Lucius was not even born yet, let alone follow Voldemort! How could the names of Death Eaters be recorded in the notes? !

Think again of Murphy's method of making the diary reveal the handwriting by roasting it with flames - although Lucius has indeed never found a way to reveal the diary, and he doesn't know if this method is correct, but is it too much to roast it with fire? Hasty?

"Shameless liar! Lies! It's all slander! This is not the Dark Lord's diary! Black...cough," Lucius was so excited that he almost told the true nature of the diary, but luckily he stopped himself in time, He changed his words: "I have never been a Death Eater! These are naked slanders!"

He glared at Murphy: "You are the dark wizard! You broke into my house! Otherwise, how could you be so familiar with everything in the cellar?! You also burned my home, burned my friends to death, and My family and I almost died in the fire!”

"Judges! Professor Dumbledore! I want to accuse Murphy Darkholm! He violated the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy! He sold potions to Muggles!"

The judges in the trial court looked at Murphy again. Discussions broke out, and the entire courtroom was buzzing with conversation.

"Quiet! Quiet!" In the end, Dumbledore roared twice before everyone's voices were quieted down. He took the tray of the notebook, studied it carefully for a while, and then suddenly poked it with a finger. On the note.

"Be careful!" Many people warned.

But the expected terrifying black magic did not appear. Dumbledore twisted the paper of the notebook, rubbed it a few times, then picked it up and looked through it casually.

After a while, Dumbledore put down the note again and looked at Murphy, "Where did you get this note?"