Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"When we found the entrance to the secret room, we got the news that the basilisk attacked Neville again and took Hermione away.

Then the three of us found Professor Lockhart..."

Having said this, Harry's voice became hesitant, and he looked at Professor Lockhart who was standing by.

At this moment, Lockhart was looking at him uneasily, his eyes full of pleading.

Although this professor is a big liar, I have to say that when he was in the secret room, he really did a lot to protect Harry and resist the basilisk.

From this point of view, it seems that it is not very moral to tell Professor Lockhart's face to face.

Harry remembered what Professor Lockhart had said before that Dumbledore knew about his deceit, so he instinctively turned his attention to Dumbledore.

I saw the old principal smiled faintly and nodded encouragingly at him.

"With Clark's persuasion, Professor Lockhart finally decided to join us and go down to the Chamber of Secrets to rescue Neville and Hermione."

Harry, who had helped Lockhart hide the secret, breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt relief and warmth in his heart.

"When we got to the secret room and opened the door of the secret room, Ron and I were stunned by the magic mechanism attached to the door."

Harry continued, "When we woke up, Professor Lockhart said that Clark entered the Chamber of Secrets early because he was worried about Hermione and Neville. As soon as we entered, we saw Tom Riddle beating Clark."

"Tom Riddle went to Hogwarts fifty years ago, so he must be in his sixties or seventies now." Professor McGonagall said suspiciously.

"Yes, but when we went in, we saw Tom Riddle as a young man," said Harry.

"That's because he used the basilisk in the secret room to be resurrected." Clark interrupted suddenly, "I was the first to rush in after Harry fainted, so it's up to me to tell what happens next."

He stood up and began to tell everyone what he saw after entering the secret room.

"As soon as I entered the secret room, I saw a blood-red orb floating in the magic circle at the foot of the Slytherin statue. The basilisk that attacked the student was lying on the side blind, looking dying.

So I ventured closer and stole this Tom Riddle diary from the center of the magic circle. "

As Clark spoke, he grabbed the diary that had been turned into a magic book and showed it to Dumbledore.

"Diary?" Professor McGonagall looked at the thick magic book in Clark's hand. "It doesn't look like a diary."

Clark nodded his head and pretended to be ignorant, "This diary was not like this before."

Dumbledore took the diary-turned-magic book from Clark's hand at this time, his eyes shot down from his long crooked nose, and he stared intently at the hard-shell cover of the magic book.

"That's amazing," he said softly. "Needless to say, he's probably one of the best students ever at Hogwarts."

"Who? Tom Riddle?"

Dumbledore turned to face the confused Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, few people know that Voldemort used to be Tom Riddle.

Fifty years ago, at Hogwarts, I taught him myself.

However, when he left school, he disappeared...

Maybe he's traveling, or maybe he's hiding somewhere... Anyway, in the quagmire of black magic, he's getting deeper and deeper, hanging out with the most wicked guys in the wizarding world.

After many dangerous magical transformations, he finally reappeared as Voldemort.

It was hard to recognize him by then, and hardly anyone would associate Voldemort with the bright, handsome boy student body president who had studied here. "

Professor McGonagall and Mrs Longbottom were both stunned by Dumbledore's words, but Harry nodded.

"Yes, when we met him in the Chamber of Secrets, he had already admitted that he was Voldemort."

"However," Dumbledore's gaze stayed on the silver emblem on the magic book for a long time, "I am afraid that the person who can transform this diary is not an ordinary person."

He didn't open Hermione's magic book, just held it in his hand, and turned his inquiring eyes to Clark.

Clark continued.

"Later, young Tom Riddle came out of the ball, and I was surprised to see him.

But after he and I bragged about it, I learned that he had used the flesh and blood of the basilisk to be reborn by sacrificing a trace of death in the basilisk's eyeball to a certain god. "

God!

Divinity of death!

As soon as these two news came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I think, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom, and Ms. Granger, the three of you should go to the school hospital immediately."

Dumbledore stepped to the door, opened it, and said beyond doubt.

"I think tonight's adventure is enough for you to remember for a long time.

Maybe you should stay in bed for a while while it's still dark.

Maybe there's another big mug of steaming chocolate milk, which I've always found to be good for my mood. "

As he spoke, he bowed his head and winked kindly at Ron and the others.

Mrs Longbottom led Neville out, Ron followed, and only Hermione stood at the door, hesitating for a while, trying to get her spellbook back.

"Hermione, you're tired after so many things happened tonight, go back first." Clark said suddenly.

When he spoke, Hermione didn't stop.

"You know what, Minerva," Professor Dumbledore said to Professor McGonagall thoughtfully.

"I think these things are worth having a banquet to celebrate. It just so happened that the movement just now should have awakened some students. Can I ask you to inform the kitchen and appease them by the way?"

"Okay," said Professor McGonagall bluntly, walking towards the door as well, "I'll leave Potter and Prewett to you, right?"

"Of course," said Dumbledore.

She was gone, and Professor McGonagall's office was left with Dumbledore, Harry, Clark, and oh, one more person.

"Headmaster, it suddenly occurred to me that I haven't done my hair care at night, so you should be busy first." Lockhart slowly moved to the door.

Dumbledore gave him a deep look, until he saw that his back was soaking wet, and then he said, "Go on, Gilderoy, it's really hard for you tonight, you did a great job."

"It's not hard, it's not hard," Lockhart waved his hands again and again, "it's all for the children."

After he finished speaking, he wisely closed the door.

Harry stared at Dumbledore uneasily, still wondering what the **** did Professor McGonagall mean?

deal with them?

Should they—should not— be punished?

But Dumbledore didn't care about Harry's random thoughts at the moment, all his thoughts were now on Clark.

"You have to repeat the details about the gods and the divinity of death just now."

Sure enough, if you want to cover up a big melon, you only need to release a more explosive melon. The entertainment industry will not deceive me!

But well.

Clark glanced vaguely at Harry, who was beside him with a confused face. It seemed that Dumbledore spared no effort in cultivating the Savior. He even let Harry listen to such important news.

I don't know if he really believed in that so-called language.

Or because he knew that he was too old, so he desperately placed hope on Harry.

Clark's thoughts spread, and Dumbledore coughed lightly before waking him up.

"Oh, okay," he said, "according to Tom Riddle, the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets was originally the pet Slytherin used to breed the **** of death."

Dumbledore nodded when he heard this.

In addition to being the greatest wizard of the century, he was also a knowledgeable alchemist.

Therefore, he also knows a lot about the origin and origin of the Basilisk.

"As a descendant of Slytherin, Tom Riddle entered the Chamber of Secrets by chance after he entered school.

It's just that at that time the two strands of death divinity in the eyes of the basilisk were immature, and he didn't know much about the preciousness of this thing.

So after opening the secret room and releasing the basilisk, which caused a serious impact, he closed the secret room again, leaving only a diary Horcrux that houses his remnant soul, waiting for the secret room to be opened again, so as to harvest these two strands Divinity of death. "

Voldemort's Horcrux!

This is another shocking melon, but for Dumbledore, he has been breathing enough air today.

Moreover, when he saw the magic book just now, he had already made some guesses.

"A Horcrux? Oh, it sure is." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed.

Harry looked at them suspiciously, who can explain to me what a Horcrux is!

It's a pity that they didn't give a detailed explanation.

Clark continued: "Just this year, the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and Tom Riddle's Horcrux diary was awakened."

"And then, according to what he said, he used the essence of the basilisk's flesh and the divinity of death to sacrifice to an ancient **** named [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic], and then he was reborn."

"[God of Wisdom, Knowledge, and Magic]?!" Dumbledore chewed the name in his mouth, and cast his absent-minded eyes to the magic book that was quietly placed on the table.

On the cover of the hard shell, the intricate patterns drawn by silver form a divine emblem composed of scales and books, exuding mysterious magical light.

"Yes, that's the name, [God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic] Ogma!" Clark said with certainty.

"In each civilization, there are many gods involved in the vocations of [wisdom], [knowledge] and [magic].

Thoth in ancient Egypt, Athena in ancient Greece, Ganesha in India, and Odin in northern Europe are all possible.

Of course, it is also possible that a new **** is coveting the authority of the old god.

Even, it is a false **** who uses the name of a god, and is preparing some conspiracy..."

In short, like Tom Riddle, the wily Dumbledore was also misled by one of Clark's divine names.

In fact, it's not their fault. For mages who are proficient in mysticism, it is absolutely impossible for a god's name to be arbitrarily taken, which involves their authority and path.

and their responses to the prayers of the faithful, unless, this is not a god, but a blasphemer who steals the power of a god.

Since it is the [God of Wisdom, Knowledge, and Magic], then whether it is the new God or the old God, it is absolutely related to this direction.

It's just that they didn't even think that this so-called "God of Wisdom, Knowledge and Magic" is neither a new pseudo-god nor a resurrected ancient god, but a **** from other universes.

But no matter what the origin of this **** is, it is enough to attract the attention of Dumbledore and even the British Ministry of Magic.

After all, the gods of the past have long since disappeared in the long river of history.

In today's wizard-dominated Bronze Age, the appearance of a **** is enough to cause an uproar.

If He is an ancient **** with a new face, does this mean that those ancient gods who disappeared in the golden age will gradually wake up and return, and whether the world will usher in the return of the gods.

And if he is not an ancient god, but a new god, then how did he ascend the throne of God and exalt his kingdom into the stars.

In addition, this god's clergy also includes the authority of [magic], does it mean that he is also a wizard?

What impact will this have on the wizarding world? If there are wizards who have ascended to the gods in this Bronze Age, is there hope for them too?

All kinds of thoughts came, so that Dumbledore no longer had the heart to think about whether there were other secrets about what happened in the secret room tonight.

Maybe after he calms down for a while, he will have doubts, but now Dumbledore just wants to rush to the British Ministry of Magic first and communicate with those bureaucrats.

So he did not continue to ask. After calming his thoughts, Dumbledore still looked at them with a smile and said ~www.readwn.com~ In recognition of your efforts in this secret room incident, I will talk to you about it. Let the professors discuss the special contribution to your school.

And - let me think - by the way, you each won two hundred percent for Gryffindor. "

Harry's face suddenly turned bright pink, like the Valentine's Day flowers that Lockhart gave everyone, and his mouth was closed, and those gods, divinities, Horcruxes, etc., were no longer there. important.

"However, I hope you will keep your heart-pounding adventure in your heart and not tell anyone else."

Dumbledore's blue eyes were fixed on them both. "I mean everything related to all this, including what you heard here tonight, okay?"

Under his gaze, Harry and Clark nodded hurriedly.

"Well, I think Minerva should have arranged the banquet soon, you two should go and pack up and prepare for the honor that belongs to you.

A warm smile appeared on Dumbledore's face.