Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The principal's office was quiet. Dumbledore looked at the time turner on the table and was lost in thought. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Kyle raised his head and accidentally saw a pair of unknitted wool socks on the shelf behind Dumbledore. The socks were white, with a delicate blue "A" on each one. .

"Principal, do you like blue?" Kyle suddenly asked.

"I prefer purple." Dumbledore came back to his senses and said, "Why do you ask this suddenly."

"Nothing, just curious." Kyle shook his head, "Professor Dumbledore, I'll leave the time turner to you. I hope you can fix it as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your trust, Kyle." Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and he suddenly became more energetic.

"I think……"

"Boom!"

At this time, a heavy knock on the door suddenly came from outside. The sound was so loud that it would be an exaggeration to say that it was banging on the door.

Kyle glanced at Dumbledore, and when he was about to open the door, Lucius Malfoy had already walked in, followed by a timid house elf covered in bandages.

This was the first time in so many years that he had forced his way into the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

But Dumbledore was not angry at all. He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said hello cheerfully.

"Good evening, Lucius."

"Sorry, I didn't expect your door here to be so weak." There was no apology on Lucius Malfoy's face, but more of undisguised pride.

He took out a long roll of parchment and said, "You should remember what we said before, if we can't stop the attack, you will leave.

So... here's the suspension order, and you'll see all twelve directors have signed it. We feel that you have not used your talents. Poor Weasley probably always thought that you would protect him..."

"Of course I haven't forgotten what you said."

Dumbledore smiled calmly and said: "But the strange thing is that I just received letters from the other eleven directors. After they heard that the son of Arthur Weasley was attacked, they all changed their minds and wanted to Cancel the signature on the suspension order.”

Eleven letters were placed on the table. Lucius Malfoy looked paler than usual, but he was still not ready to give up.

"But you promised that if you can't solve the attack, you will resign..." He said playfully: "Is it true that the great Mr. Dumbledore is going to break his promise?

Of course, if you really think so, that’s okay, but there may be some bad remarks in the Daily Prophet tomorrow. I hope you don’t mind. "

Dumbledore looked a little strange.

He didn't say a word when the board meeting was held, so why did he agree to resign voluntarily?

But he didn't care.

"So, have you caught the murderer?" Lucius asked aggressively.

"Got it." Dumbledore smiled.

"Oh? Who is it!"

"It's the same person as last time, Lucius." Dumbledore pointed to the diary on the table, "It's just that Voldemort moved in a different way this time."

Lucius said nothing, his face as stiff as a mask.

"Luckily." Dumbledore looked into Malfoy's eyes and said in a calm tone, "Just ten minutes ago, Kyle... oh, it was this kid. He solved this incident by himself. I was just about to present him with the Special Contribution to the School Award. "

"I have to say..." He patted Kyle on the shoulder, "Including this time, you already have three special contribution awards to the school, once a year... you are probably the best in the history of Hogwarts. students.”

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor." Kyle said modestly, "You are far worse than me."

"I never received so many awards for my contribution to the school when I was in school."

…

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and began to talk to each other in business as if no one else was watching. You complimented me, and I complimented you. The scene was called a harmonious one.

But there are always people who want to spoil the scenery.

Malfoy glanced over with evil eyes.

Kyle was a little annoyed by his look. He frowned and put his hand on the box, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh!" Lucius Malfoy squeezed out a strange laugh from his throat, "I have seen many geniuses, but they all disappeared in the end, leaving nothing behind. I hope you won't be like them."

Kyle raised his eyebrows... There was something in this man's words.

In this case, don't blame him for being rude.

"Mr. Malfoy, do you know what this is?" Kyle picked up the diary and handed it over.

"Just a shoddy Muggle notebook."

Malfoy didn't answer, "I won't touch such a dirty thing."

Although he said this, a flash of anger flashed across his face after seeing the destroyed diary.

"I was negligent."

Kyle took a glove from the shelf nearby and put it on the outside of the diary, then handed it to Lucius without any explanation.

"I found this thing from Ginny's old books. If I guess correctly, you probably slipped it in while you were in Flourish and Blotts Bookstore."

Malfoy's pale hands clenched into fists and then unclenched.

"Is there any evidence?" he croaked.

"No, but that's not important." Kyle waved his hand, "What's important is that to Tom Riddle, this diary is as important as his life, because it contains his soul.

Of course, that soul no longer exists now. It has disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind. "

For a moment, the diary seemed to turn into a red iron in Lucius Malfoy's eyes, and he threw it out subconsciously.

Fortunately, the house elf following him had quick eyesight and quickly reached out to catch it.

"Mr. Malfoy, it seems you know who Tom Riddle is."

Kyle smiled and said: "No matter what, we should all thank the person who took out the diary. He did us a big favor."

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "And he also revealed Voldemort's biggest secret. We should really thank him."

There was no trace of blood on Lucius Malfoy's face. His right hand twitched as if he wanted to take out his wand.

But he finally restrained himself, turned around, unscrewed the door and walked out in despair.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

"It seems like someone is having trouble sleeping recently."

Dumbledore stood up and asked: "But Kyle...can you tell me how you know about "horcruxes"?

Even most professors have never heard of this ancient and evil black magic. "

His tone was calm, as if he was asking what he had for lunch today.

"During the vacation, I saw it once in an article published by Mr. Nicoléme." Kyle said casually: "The content was that he denied the claim that Horcruxes belong to alchemy."

"The article in 1689?" Dumbledore asked after thinking for a while.

He remembered that Nicolas Flamel had actually written such an article.

"Yes, there is also a supplementary note from 1691." Kyle said, "What a coincidence, that diary perfectly meets all the characteristics of a Horcrux..."

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled, "I thought the four founders told you when we were in the Chamber of Secrets... Do you want tea? Or lemonade?"

"lemonade."

Kyle turned his head towards the window, seeming to be very interested in the gloomy sky outside. At the same time, he cursed in his heart: "If you hadn't seen that article...that's what they said."

Dumbledore did not continue the topic. He walked up to Fox and gently stroked the phoenix's feathers. "You were a little impulsive just now."

"Impulsive?" Kyle asked: "You mean, I shouldn't tell Lucius about the Horcrux?"

"No, it has nothing to do with this."

Dumbledore suddenly sighed, "It took me two days to knit that pair of gloves. I was originally going to give them away."

"Uh..." Kyle was speechless for a moment, "How about I catch up now and get it back?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I'll knit another one. I should have a lot of free time after today."