Head of Teaching at Hogwarts

Everyone was fascinated by the story of the trio. George and Fred slapped their thighs in annoyance. They had originally planned to take action tomorrow night, but they didn't expect Harry and the three of them to move faster than them.

Percy also listened to Ron's story. He was thinking about whether he should write to his mother and tell him what dangerous things Ron had done. After all, it was his brother's responsibility to report to his mother about his dear brother. .

None of the children at home have gone home for Christmas this year, but Mrs. Weasley has told Percy to pay more attention to his younger brothers and sisters.

However, at this moment, Percy was obviously too focused on Ron's story and ignored the youngest sister in the family - Ginny Weasley.

At this moment, she was a little depressed, with her head buried in silence. Ron, who was telling the story, thought that his sister was frightened, and patted his chest towards Ginny, "Ginny, don't worry, the descendant of Slytherin has been killed by us. Done, that basilisk is completely dead and will never come out to harm anyone again."

Ginny shivered as she heard this.

George and Fred exchanged glances and said to the frightened Ginny: "Maybe there is someone else who is the descendant of Slytherin, and he likes to find little witches who are in the first grade and lie to them... ."

"Ah..." Ginny let out a frightened scream.

"Okay, don't scare Ginny anymore." Hermione still couldn't stand it anymore. She took Ginny's hand and comforted her: "Don't worry, with Professor Russell here, there won't be any problems at Hogwarts." of."

Ginny nodded and went straight back to her dormitory without staying to listen to Ron's story.

......

At noon the next day, when Ginny went to the Great Hall to eat with Hermione, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom, then casually came to a remote place, took out a black diary from her schoolbag, and opened it with all her strength. Throw it out.

Ten minutes later, the house elf Illidan had placed the black notebook on Russell's desk.

In the office, Russell looked at the diary quietly, touched his temple with his finger, and a light yellow spectacle lens appeared in front of Russell's left eye - a magic detection spell.

Under the display of the magic detection spell, Russell saw that on the table in front of him was a dark aura that was richer and deeper than ink. He looked carefully and found no other colors.

According to Russell's classification of magic, this means that the diary possesses pure undead magic - this is consistent with Russell's previous judgment.

With a wave of his hand, LS Er summoned a quill and dropped a few drops of ink on the diary.

A stain appeared on the page of the diary. He waited quietly, but nothing happened.

What the hell?Not good for stains?

Russell was a little doubtful of his memory. He remembered that this was how Harry communicated with Riddle's diary while reading a book in his previous life.

How come here, stains are not enough?

Shaking his head, Russell took out his wand and pointed at the open pages of the diary——

"Soul out of body!"

"Hurry up!"

"Creature Tracking!"

"Thermal Infrared Sensing!"

"Electromagnetic induction!"

"B-shaped - ultrasonic detection!"

"X-ray detection technology!"

After a series of attempts, the diary did not respond and lay there quietly.

Russell not only used traditional magic detection, but also used many technological detection methods, such as ultrasonic detection, thermal radiation detection, and X-ray detection, but still did not get any useful information.

It seems that the thing in front of me is just an ordinary diary, the kind that cost two yuan a piece on the roadside in my previous life. There is nothing special about it.

But this is absolutely impossible. Russell, who is familiar with the plot, is very sure that this is the first Horcrux obtained by the mansion - Riddle's diary, but Voldemort used extremely secretive production methods to cover it all up.

He couldn't find the problem for a while.

Russell began to doubt himself. While studying at Hogwarts, Voldemort, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, could achieve this level?

Why should he surpass me?

Am I hung up?Why should he?

Russell fell into deep thought. After thinking for a long time, Russell came up with an explanation that barely made sense.

That is, not only did he have a plug-in, but Voldemort also had a plug-in. This plug-in should be something left behind in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

After all, if Slytherin left behind a secret chamber and a powerful basilisk, it would be unreasonable to say that there was no treasure of his own in it.

According to Russell's inference, Slytherin's treasures are likely to be some of his own research materials in his later years.

Russell personally inspected Slytherin's secret room and found that there was no magic research data left in it. This was extremely inconsistent with Slytherin's own persona as a magic master.

The only explanation is that Voldemort obtained these research materials and destroyed them at the same time, which can also explain to a certain extent the reason for Voldemort's rapid growth in strength.

But there is still one question that is not clear.

The academic research in the magic world is not bad. There are even academic journals, which will only appear when the academic world matures to a certain extent. Every magic master is basically an academic master at the same time, and will basically build on the research of previous generations. Some new theories are proposed.

Magical abilities in the magical world are generally improving. Will the research data from more than 1000 years ago really be better than it is now?

Russell was skeptical.