A Hogwarts dissertation guide

About three days after the exam, Edward received a letter from distant America. It can be seen that the owl must have suffered a lot. It was so tired that it fell directly to the ground when it arrived at Edward's office. It was so dull. The sound even startled Edward.

"Have the snacks... arrived?" Edward opened the letter thoughtfully and scanned the contents in just a few breaths.

Riddle hoped that Edward would give him another period of grace. His first batch of Horcruxes were almost completed, but it would take some time to transport them to England. They would need to cross the coastlines of multiple countries, which would cost them quite a bit. long time.

After all, not every country has an internal response like the British Ministry of Magic.It was easy to enter the UK at this time. Fudge had almost handed all the power of the Ministry of Magic into Sochi's hands, but he had not yet realized the fact that he had been sidelined.

In fact, now as long as Suo Chi is willing, he can rise up and directly replace Fudge's position.

But this is obviously a bit too showy. Besides, Gilderoy is still in the Black Forest of France. He doesn't want to come back and take over the Ministry of Magic immediately.

However, knowing that the 'snacks' would have to be postponed for a while, it would be false to say that Edward was not disappointed, but he was not too sad. It was acceptable to wait a few days for such delicious snacks.

And students are enjoying their relaxing time - they won't know their results until a week after the exam.

By this time, Voldemort's attack on the Ministry of Magic had become an outdated topic. No one was talking about it anymore. Only a few children whose parents worked in the Ministry of Magic were worried. They were worried about their parents' safety.

Voldemort was so infamous that they all grew up listening to his stories, so they inevitably worried about their parents' safety.

Hermione also invited Edward to visit Hagrid. Hagrid's life was not good at all some time ago. He was severely harassed by Umbridge because of his status as a half-giant.

It was a sunny afternoon. When Edward arrived at Hagrid's cabin, the room was already full of people. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting on the big wooden bed, holding steaming cups of tea in their hands.

"Professor Rumple?" Hagrid greeted Edward overjoyed as soon as he saw him.

He stood up and strode to the door, welcoming Edward, "Well, I think it might be too crowded here." He frowned, there was no room in the small room at this time. "If you don't mind, I thought we could talk in the yard."

"No problem, Rubeus." Edward patted Hagrid's belly and said, "It's great to see you still here."

"Hogwarts is my home and I will not leave here." Hagrid shrugged. "Umbridge tried to kick me out of Hogwarts several times, but obviously, she failed."

"Hmm." Edward nodded.

Hagrid moved an armchair he usually sat on from the room to the center of the yard. Just as he was thinking about where to find more chairs, Edward took out his wand and tapped it gently, turning a few stones on the ground into Sophisticated armchair.

"Oh, this is so convenient." Hagrid said enviously, while he secretly glanced at the pink umbrella placed next to the door panel.

Edward knew that what was hidden in his umbrella was the broken wand.

"Rupert, I think you have proven your innocence, and maybe they will make up for the mistakes they made before."

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, then looked at Edward excitedly and said, "What do you mean...?"

"Yes, I will write a letter to the Ministry of Magic to prove your innocence." Edward nodded and said, "After all, you only violated the school rules at that time, and you would not be expelled. I believe the three little guys here are Quite a few violations of school rules.”

Hermione and the three of them laughed sarcastically. They took a sip of hot tea from the glass, pretending not to hear Edward's words.

Hagrid went back to the room to distribute the 'desserts' to everyone. During this interval, Harry tentatively asked with some fear: "Professor Lumpur, can we ask you a question?"

"Oh, of course, Harry." Edward nodded pleasantly.

The three little wizards looked at each other, seemingly undecided on who should speak first.Finally, Hermione mustered up the courage. She pursed her lips and said, "Teacher, we want to know about Assistant Riddle beside you... is he the mysterious man?"

Before Edward could speak, Harry and Ron immediately added:

"We know this is unrealistic, but we have been thinking about what happened last year. Tom Riddle opened the Chamber of Secrets 50 years ago, right? And we all know that the last person to open the Chamber of Secrets was Fu Di - the mysterious man, so Tom Riddle is the mysterious man?"

"But he definitely can't be that young, right? I think Assistant Riddle is only 18 years old at most. He still looks like a student."

After finishing speaking, the three little wizards looked at Edward with some embarrassment, as if they were worried that this would cause him to misunderstand their thoughts.

After all, what could be more outrageous than identifying a person's assistant as Voldemort, the biggest Dark Lord in the wizarding world today? This is simply a secret mockery of Edward as a devil even more terrifying than Voldemort.

"Oh, this matter is a bit complicated to talk about." Edward touched his chin. He wanted to use a suitable metaphor to explain the relationship between Voldemort and Riddle to the children.

At this moment, Hagrid came out of the room with a plate of rock cakes. He put the rock cakes on the table (Edward quickly used the transfiguration spell to change them), then leaned on the chair and spoke with his black eyes. He looked at several people carefully.

"What are you discussing?" Hagrid asked enthusiastically.

"Of course it's about your innocence, Hagrid. This is something that concerns you. I think it's best for you to know what exactly happened back then." Edward shrugged. Hagrid's eyes narrowed and he listened carefully. .

"Fifty years ago, there was a Slytherin student named Tom Riddle. Although he was not a pure-blood wizard, he found his belonging in Slytherin and made quite a few friends. Friends also look up to him."

"But he was not satisfied with this. His heart was full of inferiority. He hated the Muggle blood flowing in him. He longed for more, longed for supreme power, and eternal life. So he began to search for information about him. Clues about his bloodline... Finally, he found some clues in the family's old house..."