Chapter 51: The Inheritor

    [Let''s say - If that man is caught...if everything stops...]

    [What do you mean? ] Dippet stood up from his chair as he spoke, his voice a bit harsh, [Riddle, are you saying you know something about these attacks? ]

    [No, sir. ] Riddle said quickly.

    Dippet sat back, looking slightly disappointed.

    [You can go now, Tom...]

    Riddle slid out of his chair and trudged out of the room.

    Several people followed.

    They descended the spiral staircase and emerged from the monstrous gargoyles in the darkening corridor. Riddle stopped and they stopped, all staring at him.

    Cyrus had a very strange feeling. Although he had watched this memory countless times, this was the first time that he had brought others to watch it. Especially since the owner of the memory looks exactly like him now.

    In the memory, Riddle was thinking seriously, biting his lip, and wrinkles appeared on his forehead.

    Then, he seemed to suddenly make up his mind and hurried away, followed quietly by several people.

    Along the way, they saw no one. Finally, they came to the foyer, where a tall wizard greeted Riddle on the marble stairs.

    [What are you doing, Tom? Why are you still wandering around so late? ]

    "It''s Dumbledore!"

    Ron stared at the wizard dumbfounded.

    He was none other than Dumbledore, who was fifty years younger.Ree?ad latest novels at novelhall.com

    This is a very strange feeling as if they are traveling in time, the gray world seems to be the color of time, and they are going upstream.

    "I never thought I could meet such a young Dumbledore," Harry said dully.

    The Dumbledore of fifty years ago was different from the Dumbledore of today. At that time, he had long flowing auburn hair and a long beard, and his cheeks were not as old as they are now.

    However, perhaps due to the gray filter of this memory, Harry felt that he looked a little too sad as if he had walked out of a wet rain.

    He didn''t know what sad things Dumbledore had experienced at that time, but it seemed that the old man was already discouraged. What kept him alive was not hope, but more like punishment.

    Cyrus knew it very well.

    Fifty years ago, at this time, Grindelwald was still carrying out their plans around the world, the vow they made until death as young boys, but they had already drifted apart. In a few years, people would be cheering for the day he lost his love.

    In this way, Harry and Dumbledore are also very similar.

    But Ginny remembered the night she met Dumbledore in her night out, and it seemed that there was no difference between it and now.

    Even if his appearance was somewhat different, the thing that remained unchanged about Dumbledore was his eyes that could see through people''s hearts.

    [I just had to see the Headmaster, Professor. ] Riddle said.

    Ginny and Hermione were both frightened, but Cyrus knew that Riddle had deliberately let the Acromantula escape. A person killed by an Acromantula looks completely different from a person killed by a Basilisk.

    Riddle stumbled to his feet and looked after it; he raised his wand, but Hagrid rushed at him, seized the wand, and knocked him to the ground again, shouting:

    [No--! ]

    Hagrid''s rough voice shattered Riddle''s memory.

    Cyrus stood in the dark space with several young wizards and fell into silence. They seem to have not been able to get over the "truth" they just saw.

    After a long time, Hermione frowned and excused her friend:

    "Mr. Riddle, could it be that you have found the wrong person?"

    "He may not mean it, but you also know that he has a soft spot for huge monsters," Cyrus said, trying his best to take Hagrid''s good personality out of the conversation and focus their attention on the monsters. , "The monster escaped at that time, and now someone may have brought it back."

    "But -" Harry opened his mouth. He wanted to defend Hagrid, but he knew that Cyrus was telling the truth.

    When they were at Hogwarts last year, Hagrid had tried to raise a fire dragon in his cabin, and the big three-headed dog he called "Fluffy" was something they couldn''t forget for a long time.

    Back then, when Hagrid was still a teenager if he heard that there was a monster hiding somewhere in the castle, Harry knew that he would definitely try his best to see it.

    ''Hagrid probably thought it was outrageous to keep the beast imprisoned for so long and that it should be given a chance to stretch its legs''

    Harry could even imagine thirteen-year-old Hagrid wanting to put a leash and collar on the beast and make it his pet.

    But Harry also believed that Hagrid would never intentionally kill anyone.

    "I''m afraid that''s the truth. Ron, do you still remember the Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them you lent me?" Ginny asked, "The Ministry of Magic labels the most dangerous creatures, and there was your note- ''Or whatever Hagrid likes''."

    Ron tried to change his perspective.

    "You sound a lot like Percy - after all, who told you to tell on Hagrid?" he grumbled.

    "But the monster killed someone, Ron." Cyrus pretended to be helpless and said, "I know Hagrid is your friend and he is a good person, so Dumbledore is willing to vouch for him. But he has some issues. Really... I can''t just sit back and watch more attacks happen.

    "The attacks have stopped since Hagrid was kicked out. If they close Hogwarts, then I''ll be back in a Muggle orphanage. I''m sure you''ll understand that I have a legitimate reason to want to be here. The original..."

    Of course, Harry understood.

    Several people were silent. After a long silence, Hermione hesitantly asked the most difficult question: "Look, should we ask Hagrid about these things?"

    "Wow, then should we go to him and then simply ask him?," said Ron. "Hello, Hagrid, tell us, have you let any wild, furry things out of the castle recently?"

    "You think he''ll tell us?"

    "..."

    So they decided not to say anything.

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