"Don't worry, we have a principal." I returned the newspaper to Susan, patted her on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "Grindelwald is so powerful, he was sent to prison for reform by our principal, let alone the Duke of Darkness? He It’s still a student of our principal, it’s impossible to change the sky.”

Susan took the newspaper, but was not comforted by me. She held her chin, and her bright pupils were full of worry: "But the principal is old. Do you know, Lily? The principal is old. Grindelwald is also old The Duke of Darkness is still very young, he is the rising sun, and one day he will replace the headmaster and Grindelwald's position as a giant, like the sky."

"What are you afraid of, the Duke of Darkness will grow old too." I was very optimistic, "There will be talented people from generation to generation. When the principal gets old, the Duke of Darkness will also grow old, and younger and more talented wizards will emerge."

After hearing this, Susan turned her gaze to the long table of Gryffindor.Her eyes lingered on Potter and Black for a moment, worry flickering in her eyes.

"It would be great if Potter and Black were smarter." Susan whispered, "Although they are smart and talented, they are still far behind the Duke of Darkness."

Susan began to popularize the deeds of the Dark Duke with me.

"He was very good when he was in school, and he was excellent in every subject!"

"Professors and classmates love him!"

"He also won a special contribution award!"

In Susan's mouth, the Duke of Darkness is simply an inexhaustible genius. He is handsome, pure-blooded, intelligent, humble and polite, and has captured everyone's hearts. His charm is unmatched.

I remembered Mr. V's appearance restored by magic, and I couldn't help but nodded.

He is indeed a very attractive wizard, with his stunning face, many wizards are fascinated by him.

Moreover, his magic power is powerful, far higher than the average level of wizards, which is frustrating.

The point is that he is also very creative, creating many spells himself, such as the spell that can fly without borrowing a broom.

"But he's poor," I said to Susan. "How does a man who doesn't have a solid financial foundation become the boss?"

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that in the school, a little bully wants to subdue a group of younger brothers. In addition to having hard fists, he also often buys delicious food to reward his subordinates.

Mr. V is so poor, how did he let the pure blood wizards go after him?

"Who told you that the Duke of Darkness is poor?" Susan said in surprise, "he is very rich! He is a descendant of Slytherin, he owns Slytherin's secret room and treasures, and after they kill Muggle wizards, they will search each other property, has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years!"

I was dumbfounded: "What?!"

It turns out that Mr. V is not poor!

He just picks!

"I will never play with him again!" I became indignant.

Fortunately, I also persuaded the principal to collect donations for the Death Eaters and see them mentally ill.It turns out that they are all so rich, where is the need to raise donations?

I thought of the headmaster's reaction at the time and couldn't help but feel ashamed.The principal knew everything, but he didn't expose it, which saved me enough face.

There is also the diary that Mr. V gave me. I planned to take notes on it. Now that I think about it, he is so rich, but he casually gave me a diary that was left over from his school days. How contemptuous it is me?My mom's cookies are precious!

I'm going to tear up the plane and play with it.

do as promised.

Back in the dormitory, I turned out the diary, spread it out on the table, grabbed a page and tore it down.

"Huh?" I tore it off, but it didn't come off!

I increased my strength, but I still couldn't tear it off. This diary is very rigid.

Could it be that Mr. V reinforced it with magic?

Then I tried all kinds of methods, no matter cutting with a knife or cutting with scissors, but I couldn't tear off even a single page.

Well, Mr. V is indeed extremely smart. He was afraid that I would not cherish his diary, so he reinforced it with magical magic.

I wonder what kind of magic he uses.

So I went to Professor Flitwick with my diary in my arms.

"Merlin!" Unexpectedly, after Flitwick took the notebook, he jumped up, "Lily, where did you get this evil thing?"

I was surprised and said, "Evil?"

"Very evil! I've never seen such an evil thing!" Professor Flitwick's exposed neck and the back of his hands were covered with goosebumps, "Let's go find Dumbledore!"

After speaking, he didn't bother to explain, and took me to the principal's office in a hurry.

Dumbledore just came back. With a tired look on his face, he raised his dim eyes, looked over and said, "What happened?"

"Please look at this." Professor Flitwick carefully placed the diary on Dumbledore's desk.

I stared at the diary curiously, then at Dumbledore.I saw him pick up the diary casually, but the next moment, his expression became serious.

"Where did you get this?" Dumbledore said very seriously.

Professor Flitwick looked at me.

"Mr. V gave it to me." I replied, "Principal, is there something wrong with this diary?"

Dumbledore's eyes flashed, he put down the diary, and then said to me: "Can you lend me the diary temporarily, I have a little use for it."

"I can lend it to you, but I want to follow along." I said.

I am very curious.

I wonder what the principal is going to do with it?

What is this ordinary-looking diary?

"It's a bit dangerous, Lily, you'd better go back to class honestly and don't get involved in these things." Dumbledore said.

I shook my head: "How can I be in danger when I follow the principal? The safest place in the world is by the principal's side."

Dumbledore was silent.

"It's really dangerous, Lily." Professor Flitwick advised me, "You are a very smart, magical and powerful little wizard, but the degree of danger of this matter is beyond your imagination."

I saw the principal looking at me with disapproving eyes.

So I thought for a while and said seriously: "Today I discussed the Duke of Darkness and Grindelwald with my classmates. Many people think that the Duke of Darkness is more promising than Grindelwald because the Duke of Darkness is younger and has more potential. This is why Green After Devo came back, the pure-blood families did not stand on his side, but still stood on the side of the Duke of Darkness."

Having said that, I paused and looked at Dumbledore's gray hair.

"Principal, you defeated Grindelwald and sent him to prison, you are very great. However, the young Duke of Darkness jumped out, and there will be a younger generation growing up in the future. You can defeat one, two generations , Can you defeat the third and fourth generations?"

The White Wizard needs an heir.

This is my opinion.

Dumbledore is a great person, but no matter how great a person is, he will stay in time and will not go forward.Only when a new great man grows up, picks up the baton, and continues to run forward, can he compete with the dark wizard.

"Merlin!" Professor Flitwick sighed, "Lily, I am amazed by your maturity and wisdom!"

Dumbledore also looked at me with unprecedented attention, he slowly opened his mouth, and said to me in a steady, serious tone of respect: "Then, I solemnly invite Miss Evans to go with me. .”

"Okay." I rolled my eyes and nodded.

Dumbledore rolled up the diary, took me, and left Hogwarts by the fireplace.

He took me to Hogsmeade, a place called the Pig's Head.

"I have an appointment with Tom," said Dumbledore. "Before he comes, let me tell you what this thing is."

Then, I understood why this diary couldn't be torn off.

Because it's a Horcrux.

What a new word, never heard of it.

The human soul can actually be cut and put into a container.

"Tom wants to pursue eternal life. He believes that cutting out his soul and preserving it perfectly, so that even if his body is in danger, he still has other souls in the world, and he will never die." Dumbledore explained .

I opened my mouth wide in surprise: "Does he really think this will work?"

Why do I feel so unreliable?

Just like mother cooking, if you cut a potato in half, you must eat both halves as soon as possible, otherwise the half of a potato exposed to the air will spoil very quickly.

A potato, the more chopped it is, the faster it will go bad.

Why did Tom think that he could live longer after cutting his own soul?

Doesn't every soul shard die faster?

"Principal, am I right?" I expressed my understanding to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled: "I agree with you more."

The way he looked at me was extremely gentle, different from the faint kindness in the past, but as gentle as water, like my treasure.

"Lily, do you love your parents?" Dumbledore asked me.

I nodded: "Love."

"Do you not love them because they are old, poor, and incompetent?" Dumbledore asked me again.

I never thought about this question.

In my impression, my parents are handsome, beautiful, hearty, gentle, rich, and reliable.

"All kinds of accidents will happen in this world." Dumbledore gently stroked my hair, "All good things may be lost. If your family is no longer rich, but becomes poor, if your Parents are no longer young and promising, but impoverished, paralyzed in bed—”

"No!" I interrupted him loudly, "My parents will be fine and healthy until they are old."

I can accept my parents getting old.

But I can't accept that they are poor and poor, and become the miserable situation that Dumbledore said.

"Principal, what on earth are you going to say?" I didn't want to hear his bad words, which were almost curses, I raised my head and stared straight into his eyes, "Can you please say it bluntly?"

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