Professor McGonagall was finally persuaded by Dumbledore.
After she left the office, Mrs. Weasley began to ask about the details of the incident.
“The rooster raised by Hagrid was killed. I suspect that I did it, but I don’t know… I… I have no memory, but there is chicken blood and chicken feathers on my clothes…”
Ginny threw herself into Mrs. Weasley’s arms and cried.
“Riddle forced me, he… he controlled me.”
“Who? Who is Riddle? How did you meet that bad guy named Riddle, dear!”
Mrs. Weasley patted Ginny’s back distressedly.
Dumbledore said apologetically, “I’m sorry, I just found out about this after asking Miss Weasley. It was an old diary, belonging to Riddle, and Miss Weasley was bewitched by him.”
“Diary?” Mrs. Weasley stared at Ginny, “What’s wrong with you, Ginny?”
Ginny sobbed a few times and said hoarsely, “After getting the diary, I have been writing in it. In the past two months, he… Riddle has been writing back to me…”
“Riddle… who is that?” Mrs. Weasley frowned.
Dumbledore said softly, “Tom Riddle, he is probably the best student in the history of Hogwarts.”
He explained to the confused people, “Few people know that Voldemort was once called Tom Riddle.”
“Oh! Merlin!”
Mrs. Weasley couldn’t help but scream when she heard the forbidden name, and hugged Ginny tightly in her arms in fear.
Dumbledore continued, “Fifty years ago, I taught him personally, Tom Riddle, at Hogwarts.”
“Then, he disappeared after leaving school…traveling around, his footprints all over the world…”
“He fell deeper and deeper into the quagmire of dark magic, mixed with the most evil guys in the wizarding world, and underwent many dangerous magical transformations.”
“When he finally reappeared as Voldemort, people could hardly recognize him.”
“Almost no one associated Voldemort with the smart and handsome boy student union president who had studied here.”
Hearing what Dumbledore said, everyone in the office was stunned.
Before this, except for Scott who knew about it, no one had connected this matter with Voldemort, the terrible Dark Lord.
“Ginny!”
Mr. Weasley couldn’t help but break the silence.
His face turned pale, he took two deep breaths, and said to his little daughter seriously: “Didn’t I teach you? What did I usually tell you?”
Ginny raised her flushed face and answered with a sob: “Never…never believe…anything that can think independently…unless…unless you see clearly…where it…it hides its mind…”
“So you remember everything?” Mr. Weasley continued to criticize her, “Then why didn’t you show the diary to us or the professor? You know, suspicious things like that are usually very dangerous dark magic props!”
At this time, Scott heard the twins who had recovered from the news of Voldemort whispering in his ears again.
“This is really rare. This is the first time I have seen my father seriously criticize Ginny.” Fred’s tone was full of surprise.
“And my mother didn’t stop him.” George said, “They are obviously very angry.”
“I…I don’t know…”
They heard Ginny crying and confessing.
Her voice was trembling, and she was obviously scared.
“I found the diary in a book my mother gave me. I… I thought someone put it in there and forgot about it…”
Just then, the twins suddenly rolled their eyes, looked at each other, and asked in unison: “Ginny, which book is it?”
But Ginny turned her head away, not wanting to pay attention to them.
“Is it your Transfiguration textbook?” the twins asked again.
Ginny immediately looked at them in surprise.
“It was old Malfoy who did it!” George stood up suddenly and said to Mr. Weasley, “Dad! When you and old Malfoy were fighting in Flourish and Blotts before school started!”
“What?” Mr. Weasley looked stunned.
“Think about why you fought, Dad!”
Fred also stood up angrily.
“It was old Malfoy who took the old book, “Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration”, from Ginny’s cauldron! We still remember it! He must have taken the opportunity to put the diary into that book!”
Mr. Weasley recalled the scene at that time and immediately blushed with anger.
He turned and walked towards the fireplace, “That vicious bastard! The You-Know-Who’s lackey! I’m going to duel with him!”
“No, Arthur!” Mrs. Weasley quickly grabbed him, “You can’t go!”
Mr. Weasley roared, “That bastard almost killed our daughter!”
“We support you, Dad!”
“Go!”
The twins stood up and waved their fists.
“We’re going to duel too!”
“With old Malfoy’s beloved son, young Malfoy!”
“You two!”
Mrs. Weasley turned around and stared at the twins with a “murderous” look.
“Oh, Dad, you really shouldn’t be so impulsive.”
Fred sat down immediately.
“That’s right.” George also sat down, and he nodded seriously, “This time Ginny’s incident was because you fought with old Malfoy, you should reflect on it.”
Maybe the two sons’ showmanship calmed Mr. Weasley down a bit.
He followed Mrs. Weasley’s force and stopped, but his expression remained ugly.
At this moment, the office door was pushed open again, and a sleepy-eyed Potter walked in behind Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall must have explained something to Potter on the way, so after he smiled shyly at the Weasleys, he immediately looked at Scott with accusing eyes.
Scott felt unimpressed and gave him a perfect smile and a nod.
Potter immediately showed a deflated expression.
Dumbledore raised his head and glanced at the sky outside the window. “There is no time. We must deal with the problem before the students get up at dawn.”
He said to Potter: “Harry, would you like to help? This may be something only you can do.”
“Oh, of course!” Potter said immediately, “Of course I’m willing to help you, Professor.”
He hesitated, “But I don’t know what happened, what should I do…”
“Follow me, Harry.” Dumbledore walked directly out. “Of course, I will explain everything to you on the way.”
“Okay, Professor.”
Potter glanced at Scott complainingly again, and followed him reluctantly.
The twins were a little bit ready to make a move.
“You are not allowed to go anywhere!”
Mrs. Weasley’s “radar” was particularly sensitive and she immediately glared at them again.
“Okay, Mom.”
The twins agreed listlessly.
Professor McGonagall also said to the three of them: “Until Professor Dumbledore and the others resolve this matter, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Including you, Mr. Trollope.”
“certainly.”
Scott agreed simply.
He tried every possible means to get Dumbledore to solve this problem in advance. How could he risk his own life to join in the fun!
Fred asked curiously: “Ginny, did you give that diary to Dumbledore?”
“Don’t ask these questions, Fred!” Mrs. Weasley said sensitively, “This is none of your business!”
Fred raised his hands in surrender.
“Honey?” Mrs. Weasley looked at Ginny questioningly.
“Of course it was at Professor Dumbledore’s place.” Ginny couldn’t help but glare at Fred, “After I said it, Professor Dumbledore asked the house elf to go to the dormitory and bring the diary to the principal’s office. “
Mrs. Weasley immediately breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good, that’s good, there’s no safer place than there!”
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