Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

"I mean, this diary contains some terrible things. Some things that were covered up, some things that happened at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Looking at the jargon that appeared in the diary, Harry's body began to tremble slightly, he took a deep breath, and quickly wrote in the diary.

"I'm at Hogwarts, and now something terrible is happening in this castle, you know... the secret room?"

Harry's heart was beating very fast, and he felt that he would soon learn the truth about the secret room from this fifty-year-old diary.

In the diary, Riddle's notes also became very scribbled, as if he couldn't wait to tell Harry everything he knew.

He told Harry about his experience in fifth grade, when the Chamber of Secrets was opened once, and a poor student even died because of it.

In the end, he caught the murderer, but the then headmaster of Hogwarts did not allow him to tell the truth in order to protect the reputation of the school.

The murderer was expelled, Riddle was asked to keep it a secret, and the school gave him a medal, and that was the end of the matter.

Hearing him finish the story, Harry was so excited that he almost knocked over the ink on the side, and he asked Riddle to tell him who the person who opened the secret room last time was.

And Riddle readily agreed, and invited Harry to see his memory for himself.

Harry just hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Then Riddle took Harry to watch, from his own perspective, the event that the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago.

Let him personally participate in the whole process of how he reported Hagrid and how Hagrid let his "monster" friend escape and was finally caught.

Harry returned to reality from Riddle's memory. He stared at the front in a daze, breathing heavily.

The three of them had guessed that anyone could be the descendant of Slytherin who opened the Chamber of Secrets, but they never thought that the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets back then was actually Hagrid!

Just when Harry was in a daze, the door to the bedroom was suddenly pushed open from the outside, frightened Harry nervously closed Riddle's diary.

Ron was wearing pajamas with wet hair and looked at Harry strangely.

"What's wrong with you?"

Of course Harry wouldn't hide these things from Ron.

He couldn't wait to get up from his chair, and told Ron about everything he had chatted with Riddle, as well as what he saw through his memory about Hagrid being fired fifty years ago.

Ron's mouth opened wider and wider, and when he heard Hagrid was fired, he was already in a state of stunned.

"Wait! I've heard the name Tom Riddle before... Riddle won the award for exceptional contribution to the school fifty years ago."

He repeated a passage, and Harry looked at him in surprise.

"Where did you see it?"

Ron looked pained.

"It was because of this trophy that Filch took me away because I didn't wipe it clean, and he punished and cleaned the trophy room again."

From his words, Harry further confirmed that Riddle was telling the truth.

"It was because of exposing Hagrid that the school awarded Riddle the Special Contribution Award, so what Riddle said is true!"

Just when Harry and Ron wanted to continue chatting, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Neville and Seamus, who had been punished in Snapna, were handling the potion materials and returned.

Harry and Ron both closed their mouths very tacitly, and then secretly hid Riddle's diary in their drawer.

Neville and Seamus looked tired, and neither of them noticed anything unusual about Harry.

"Dean hasn't come back yet?" Seamus feebly asked about the movements of their other roommate.

Ron shrugged and said, "I just saw him next door. He seems to be showing off his new sketch quill."

Harry blinked and cared about Neville, who was lying on the bed as if he had lost his soul as soon as he entered the door.

"What did Snape ask you to do?"

"The frog's brain..." Neville said with lost eyes, "The professor asked us to dig out the brains of three whole buckets of frogs. We have been busy from six o'clock until now, and our hands are covered with frog blood. , those dead frogs remind me of Leif..."

Harry and the others looked at each other, and they knew that Rafe was Neville's pet, Ron comforted.

"Don't think of Neville like that, Leif, it's a toad, not a frog."

But Neville didn't seem to hear him, because by this time he was snoring lightly on the bed, obviously tired and asleep.

Harry and the others could only look at each other helplessly.

The next morning, while having breakfast in the auditorium, Harry, Ron, and Hermione gathered together.

Harry told Hermione everything he had learned from Riddle last night.

Hermione and Ron, over and over again, made Harry like a wheel, constantly recounting everything he saw in Riddle's memory~www.wuxiahere.com~ Harry was a little tired of saying that he even regretted himself. Know these things from the diary.

"Riddle may have picked the wrong person," Hermione said in a feeble defense for Hagrid, "maybe another monster hurt someone..."

"There are so many monsters at Hogwarts." Ron obviously didn't think Hermione's explanation was very reliable.

"We've known for a long time that Hagrid was fired, and he has always liked to raise some big guys, like Lu Wei and Norbert."

Harry also wanted to find a reason for Hagrid, but he was distressed to find that he couldn't find it at all.

"And after Hagrid was fired, the attack stopped, otherwise Riddle wouldn't have won the award."

Hermione said tentatively.

"How about we go to Hagrid and ask him what happened back then?"

"How do you think we should speak?" Ron said, spreading his hands. "Oh, hello, Hagrid, have you released your furry, savage, terrifying friend recently?"

"And then guess what Hagrid should answer us?"

Hermione and Harry were silent.

In the end they decided not to go to Hagrid, and they didn't plan to tell anyone about it, as if they didn't know about it.

At the same time, Harry and the others also stopped investigating the Slytherin descendants. Hagrid's incident made them subconsciously not want to face these things.

And under the care of Professor Sprout, the mandrakes in the greenhouse are gradually maturing, and when they are fully grown, those who have been petrified will be saved.

The calm in the castle continued until the next week, until Harry and the others had another accident when they were in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.