Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Anriel stared at the corpse in front of him, took a deep breath, walked forward, squatted, stretched out his hands and closed the eyes of the innocent dead.

Somehow, Anriel suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

If I hadn't shown up and the original plot had continued, the child wouldn't have died.

But he didn't dwell on this issue. He had finally gotten a second chance to live, so was he going to die again for someone he didn't know?

At most, he just expressed his feelings a few times and then avenged the innocent victim.

He is the descendant of the first generation of the Black and White Demon King. How could he stop moving forward because of an unknown person?

With a slight wave of the wand, a nimble silver-white goshawk flew out from the tip of the wand and went to the headmaster's office to report to Dumbledore.

A few minutes later, professors swarmed in...

This matter cannot be resolved quickly. Just like the death of Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, William Cress's parents may come to the school to ask for an explanation.

Of course, considering that Cress's parents were both Muggles, killing them all was undoubtedly the most convenient way, and no one would be held accountable.

But if I do that... even if Voldemort comes, he will have to hand me a cigarette and call me brother.

Anriel put this inhumane choice aside for the moment.

After the autopsy, it was found that Mr. Kress did die from being watched by the basilisk, and judging from the items in his hands when he died, he seemed to be carrying out some secret activities.

Maybe he was attacked while walking downstairs to the library, or maybe he was so arrogant that he felt he could catch the culprit.

Judging from his Gryffindor status and his classmates' usual opinions of him, it can be basically confirmed that it is the latter.

Anriel had a headache.

You can be brave and reckless, but you don’t have the aura of a protagonist!

Professor McGonagall's expression was full of sadness. The victims of the two attacks that happened last night were all students from Gryffindor College.

Professor Snape looked solemn.

Of course, there is also an abstract guy:

"This... This is so unfortunate. It's a pity that I wasn't on duty last night..."

Everyone in Anriel was dumbfounded. Isn't it true that this guy doesn't care about the atmosphere at all?

Mag's eyes are murderous!

However, due to morals and upbringing, Minerva did not kill this easy-talking idiot on the spot.

Anriel didn't have much to say. After all, the person was dead, so there was no point in saying anything more.

He is now thinking about the impact of this incident.

In fact, Anriel now has two choices:

The first one is to get the diary first, and then it doesn't matter whether you destroy it or do experiments on it;

The second option is to suppress this matter first, even though someone died...

But if things go as expected, there will be no more attacks for a long time.

In the eyes of others, it might be that the amulets exchanged between classmates worked, or it might be that the mysterious Slytherin heir stopped.

Only Anriel knew the reason. First, little Ginny no longer trusted Riddle's diary. Second, her body was getting weaker and weaker, and her mind was becoming more sensitive and fragile. In a short period of time, it would not be enough to support Riddle's memory to possess her and summon the basilisk to attack.

Anriel stared at Dumbledore, who raised his head as if he had noticed something and looked at Anriel.

A sense of tacit understanding emerged, and Dumbledore subconsciously launched Legilimency.

"Sir, if we want to find out who is behind this, we need to keep this secret for a while."

Dumbledore heard this.

To be honest, Anriel was helpless when things got to this point, but fortunately, Dumbledore was not a good guy.

There is a high probability that he will accept this approach of making a short-term sacrifice for the sake of the overall situation.

The most important thing is that the person is already dead.

Do not have mercy on the dead, have mercy on the living.

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December.

Just as Anriel expected, nothing happened for such a long time.

There have been no attacks since the two Gryffindors were "petrified".

Snape's face looked ugly every day, and he was extremely gloomy in the past few days. He was finding faults every day and finding ways to deduct points from Gryffindor.

Anriel didn't know whether Hermione and his two useless men would still choose to cause trouble in the Potions class in order to steal the skin of the African pit viper and the horn of the bicorn -

Those were all from Snape's personal collection.

However, they would definitely steal it no matter what, after all, they are Gryffindor.

A week later, a strange lilac-colored paper was pinned to the bulletin board, with a notice about the establishment of a duel club written in violet on it.

"Duel Club..."

"Duel...Will the Heir of Slytherin fight the victim fairly?"

"My God... look at it... this is hosted by Lockhart..."

"Maybe, it can be of some use, right?"

......

People were talking a lot.

"are you going?"

Luna stood beside Anriel, as if reading the notice, but her beautiful unfocused eyes seemed to be just appreciating the color of the lilac.

"Are you interested?"

Anriel asked back.

"A little bit, maybe we can go and take a look?"

Luna nodded as if to confirm, her eyes returned to normal, and she turned to look at Anriel.

"Tomorrow night, maybe you could bring some friends?"

Anriel suggested,

"I don't want to duel with you."

Luna hummed as if she suddenly realized something.

Anriel no longer looked at the notice filled with arrogant words:

"...I assure you that what you learn in the dueling club will be the most practical and beneficial self-defense skills, and what you hear and learn will be the most handy weapons. Of course, with me, Gilderoy Lockhart, present, the safety of the club will be absolutely guaranteed..."

Anriel laughed dryly. If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen soon...

Working with Lockhart was Snape, Severus Snape.

He is the youngest headmaster of Slytherin House ever, and will be the youngest headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry ever in the future;

He is a professor of Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class;

He was a spy for the Order of the Phoenix stationed in the Death Eaters. He had been a Death Eater when he was young, and a spy for Voldemort stationed in Hogwarts...

How could a half-baked person like Lockhart dare to duel with such a master of magic?

If it wasn't a duel, but a real fight of life and death, I'm afraid Lockhart would really do what Snape ridiculed Neville -

All we had to do was put Lockhart's remains in a matchbox and send it to the hospital ward.