Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Harry is very thankful now that Professor Dumbledore has figured everything out by himself.

A lie needs countless lies to make up for, and Professor Dumbledore can have an excellent brain hole, so that Harry can stop thinking about excuses.

At the same time, Harry was also thinking in his heart, since Senior Riddle had done him a great favor by keeping him from losing control many times, and he cared about him so much in this second year, then naturally he couldn't treat him badly.

Harley considers herself a good person, and a good person must have good virtues.

Knowledge of kindness has always been a good virtue of a witch, isn't it?

Harry was already thinking about how to use the soul fragments in the sealed box at the bottom of the box when he went back.

Since that soul fragment is connected to Voldemort... Then after I return to the demigod, I must make a good deal of Senior Riddle.

I just don't know if that soul fragment and Voldemort's other soul fragments can still be connected after bearing so much madness and loss of control?

But thinking about it now, when I was in the first grade, I used the madness and curse on that soul fragment to reversely hurt Professor Quirrell and Voldemort.

The ceremony at that time was extremely smooth, and it was not known whether there was a reason why this piece of soul belonged to Voldemort.

If you start from this aspect, the probability of success may be greater. Thinking of this, Harry's plan has a general direction.

Okay, the most important thing is over. About Tom's Horcrux, let me, an old man, worry about it!

Professor Dumbledore seemed to have relaxed, and seemed to have untied some knots in his heart.

The troubles of this period are finally over! I can relax a little bit.

With that said, Professor Dumbledore waved his hand, and a jar of candy floated out from the cabinet.

The sharp-eyed Harry saw the sign on it clearly, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily:

The rumors are true, Principal Dumbledore has very special taste, he actually likes cockroach piles!

As we all know, this kind of candy looks like a cockroach, moves like a cockroach, and the moment it bites, it bursts like a cockroach...

Eating it will really bring a lot of psychological pressure to people!

Only a ruthless person like Professor Dumbledore has the courage to taste it. I just don't know if there is a real cockroach crawling in, can he distinguish it before biting it.

Would you like some to taste? Principal Dumbledore squeezed out a few struggling candy cockroaches from the jar.

Harry leaned back calmly, and politely declined: Professor, I just came out of the kitchen not long ago, and I'm a little full...

Well, it seems that you are going to miss this delicacy. Professor Dumbledore sighed and stuffed the candy to his mouth.

Fox, who was still rubbing the bird's head against Dumbledore's cheek, saw the cockroach approaching him, and kept waving those six thin legs. Suddenly, the whole bird became ill.

He let out a cry and arched Dumbledore's head angrily.

Oh, Fox, are you going to grab this cockroach from me? Are you finally willing to taste this delicacy?

Dumbledore said with a smile, as if he didn't understand what Fox meant, and he didn't know whether he was really confused or pretending to be confused.

Fox suddenly frowned, and the feathers on his tail stood up. He jumped straight into the sky, slipped back into Harry's arms, and turned his head to shout at Dumbledore angrily.

What are you kidding? The noble phoenix really can't see this stuff! He only eats magical herbs and drinks the pure lake water in the deepest part of the forbidden forest!

A pile of cockroaches or something... Impossible in this life!

Absolutely impossible!

Professor Dumbledore looked at Harry while chewing on the pile of cockroaches: Child, is there anything else you want to know?

Like the punishment for the Malfoy family? After all, they did a lot of bad things this time and offended some people.

No need, Professor. Harry said blankly, I want to go back to sleep now.

Also, the way you chew the pile of cockroaches... really impresses me.

Professor Dumbledore grinned, but did not answer.

It's getting late, if you have nothing else to do, then I'll go back first. Harry stood up.

When she turned around, Professor Dumbledore seemed to remember something, and the voice suddenly sounded:

Oh, that's right. The school has already handled the materials for you about the basilisk, and they are all stored in Professor Snape's place.

If you need it, you can apply directly to Professor Snape, and the school will not stop you.

Then thank you Principal Dumbledore. Harry opened the door of the principal's office.

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On the way back to the dormitory, Harry didn't go back to the common room immediately, but turned a corner and went to the Room of Requirement.

Listening to the conversation between Scrimgeour and Professor Dumbledore today, we can know that the headmaster has the right to monitor the entire school.

But Harry guessed that Professor Dumbledore would not monitor at least three places: the student dormitory, the bathroom and the Room of Requirement.

If monitoring the first two, then Professor Dumbledore is a total pervert.

And if Professor Dumbledore had been monitoring the Room of Requirement, he would have discovered a lot of Harry's magical research.

And a large part of these studies involve witches' black magic and curse rituals. With his attitude today, it is impossible for Professor Dumbledore to sit idly by.

So Harry can boldly speculate that Professor Dumbledore cannot observe the Room of Requirement, which is Hogwarts' outlaw place.

After entering the room that only he could enter, Harry lay down on the brand new bed and yelled softly:

More than!

With a pop, the house elf appeared at the head of the bed: Great Harry Potter! Dobby came at your call and is always at your service!

You don't need to be so respectful, I never regarded you as a slave, but as my friend. Harry sat up and said softly.

Tears welled up in Dobby's eyes, and soon he was crying. Harry didn't stop either, letting the house elf vent her emotions.

Five minutes later, Dobby stopped his tears and said in a grateful voice, Great Harry Potter, is there anything you can do for Dobby?

I want to know what happened to the Malfoy family today. I think you should follow my instructions and listen to the conversations of the Malfoy family members, right? Harry said calmly.

Yes, Harry Potter. Dobby bowed again, During dinner tonight, Lucius Malfoy lost his temper.

From what Dobby had heard, it seemed the Malfoys were being targeted at the Ministry.

Lucius Malfoy said that the Higgs family seemed to want to kill them all, at least let them lose some important seats, and contacted many pure-blood families.

And Lucius Malfoy is planning to donate a sum of money to Cornelius Fudge to ask for help.

But according to him, Draco Malfoy went too far this time, using black magic props to petrify the heir of the Higgs family, which violated the unspoken rules among pure-blood families.

Although he pushed this behavior to the control of the heir of Slytherin, and it is very likely to get help from others, there is a price to pay.

Having said that, Dobby lowered his head and bowed deeply: Dobby didn't detect any more news.

Harry nodded: Go back first, I'll call you again if necessary.

Yes, Dobby will answer the call of the great Harry Potter at any time!

When Dobby disappeared in the Room of Requirement, Harry's mouth curled into a smile.

It seems that the Malfoy family has encountered a lot of trouble. Harry lay on the bed, and the wand was twirling with difficulty at her fingertips.

Although Malfoy threw the Horcrux into Hogwarts, which caused a lot of trouble, it also gave me a lot of materials.

How can I repay them? Knowing how to repay kindness, this is the virtue of a witch!

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)