Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

"That is to say, Voldemort had already found the diadem and made it into a Horcrux?"

Draco asked in disbelief, this was a situation he had never imagined.

"Oh my God, this is Ravenclaw's diadem. If Ms. Ravenclaw were still alive..." Harry muttered to himself.

"Ms. Ravenclaw is no longer alive, but her daughter is still here." Amanta seemed to suddenly remember something, "That is Ms. Helena Ravenclaw. Legend has it that she stole the tiara. Although I don't know the truth, what is certain is that in the past thousand years, she is probably the only one who may know the whereabouts of the tiara. If this matter really has something to do with Voldemort, I think she must know the clues."

"Helena Ravenclaw?" Harry asked incredulously, "That was a person from over a thousand years ago, how could she still be here? - Oh, wait... what do you mean?"

"The ghost of Ravenclaw, Ms. Grey," Draco said solemnly.

"As expected of you, Draco." Amanta smiled approvingly, "Ms. Grey - is the daughter of Ms. Ravenclaw, Helena Ravenclaw. I don't think this is such a big secret."

"I heard from Luna that Ms. Grey is depressed all day long and rarely interacts with students... Then how did Voldemort learn the whereabouts of the crown from her?" Harry asked curiously.

Amanta smiled mysteriously.

"If it was an ordinary student, Ms. Grey might stay away from him, but what if it was a handsome, talented, gentle and considerate young male student?"

Draco and Harry's eyes seemed to light up for a moment.

"Amanta, you're right. Why didn't I think of that?" Harry suddenly realized, "So Ms. Grey...actually fell for Voldemort's beauty, no, handsome appearance?"

Amanta pouted.

"Don't forget, apart from his appearance, Voldemort was best at seeing through people's minds when he was in school. He then pretended to be considerate, even when facing the Ravenclaws who always had strict requirements for knowledge. Dumbledore also said that Voldemort was the smartest student he had ever seen in Hogwarts."

"According to the legend, Helena was a proud and vain lady, but not a bad one. She was probably just bewitched by Voldemort and mistakenly told him the location of the crown." Amanta commented objectively, "I think she will not necessarily reject us, so in order to prove our inference..."

Harry quickly interrupted her and volunteered: "I'll go."

Amanta raised her hand and hit him on the head with her wand.

"Helena once lost her crown because of a male student's instigation. This crown is the most important thing to her. It is something she stole at the cost of the mother-daughter relationship. It is also a relic of her mother who felt guilty and unwilling. So... do you think she will let down her guard against male students so easily now?"

Harry held his forehead with his hands, his eyes blurred with tears.

"Amanta, have you... been infected by Professor Snape's bad temper?" he said aggrievedly.

Amanta sighed, her heart softening a little.

"Okay then, we'll go together, but... I'll be the one negotiating with Ms. Grey, and you just watch from behind."