Chapter 68 Bewitched
Felix tried to deduce the scene 50 years ago——

A bright, cautious and ambitious young wizard who stumbled upon the legend of Slytherin after entering Hogwarts was so smart that he must have discovered that the two had the same magical gift-Parseltongue, which almost meant The two have a de facto blood relationship.

He must have been thrilled, with the same blood running through his veins as the noble Slytherin.

No doubt he'd try to find the ancestral chamber, and it might take years, but with his wits and maybe some snakes to help... Anyway, he succeeded.

As a descendant of Slytherin, he became the new master of the basilisk.

He inherited everything there as a matter of course.For example, a room hidden deeper, which is filled with various taboo materials of Slytherin.

Slytherin is especially good at bloodline research, and also holds a lot of powerful ancient magic.The most important thing is that in that era, black magic was popular, and Slytherin never shy away from researching and using these black magic...

The young wizard received the gift from his ancestors, and he digested all of them secretly, getting deeper and deeper in the field of magic, and his ambitions also expanded accordingly.After being rejected by Dumbledore, he formed an army of Death Eaters and became the dark lord who made people talk about it.

……

'Could all this be true?Maybe it's just my speculation?" Felix seemed to see through time, seeing the rise of the second Dark Lord.

He stared at the diary motionlessly, like a quiet oil painting in the quiet night.

Who doesn't want the research materials of a master legendary wizard that connects the past and the future?
'Just being a possibility is worth trying. '

'I'm afraid that Voldemort will take away or destroy these materials, then it will be difficult. '

Felix already had a plan in mind.

'The goal of the first step was to communicate, but the Horcrux pretended to be dead...'

After thinking about it, Felix quickly constructed a short memory and emotion in his mind.

In the new memory, he is still a genius wizard who achieved outstanding achievements at a young age, but the difference is that he has extreme conceit and arrogance, and he has no doubt that he can control this mysterious diary...

"The art of lying is nine truths and one falsehood. I just need to make him misjudge my character and make him think that I can be used by him." ’ thought Felix.

He opened the diary, filled a quill with ink, and wrote an impassioned line on it.

"Evil existence, reveal your secret, otherwise I can only completely destroy you!"

After thinking about it in his heart, his emotions were in place, but the information revealed was not attractive enough, so he imitated Lockhart's tone and added a paragraph——

"I, Felix Hemp, the most outstanding graduate of Hogwarts in a hundred years, have published three magical books, and kept correspondence with hundreds of famous wizards—but I don't talk about that, I You didn't get Dumbledore's invitation by relying on your strong connections."

He stopped writing, one second, two seconds...

An extremely obscure Legilimency swept across, this consciousness did not forcefully break through his memory and wantonly read the false information in it, but just wandered around the periphery, capturing his emotions.

This surprised Felix.

Because this is also the practice of many Legilimency masters. They seldom enter other people's brains to check memories roughly, but by sensing the other person's current emotions and supplemented by their own rich experience, they can obtain their own knowledge without anyone noticing. desired information.

Under Felix's gaze, the ink on the diary was absorbed.

He waited patiently, and sure enough, a line of text appeared on the diary.

"Hello, Felix Hemp."

This line of writing stayed for a few seconds, then quickly disappeared, and a new line of writing appeared——

"I'm not some dark magic item. The little wizard misunderstood me. Someone else actually opened the secret room."

Felix raised the corner of his mouth, and he simply wrote "Who is it?"

"I can show you."

Dazzling white light poured out of the diary, and Felix felt his body being pulled, as if he was about to fall into it in the next second.

He quickly closed the diary.

"boom!"

After a pause for a few seconds, he opened the diary again.

The soul in the diary was a little dazed, and he slowly typed a question mark.

Felix wrote on it: "Don't think I'm one of those unreliable little wizards, I'm a genius Slytherin, and I won't fall for you easily!"

After a full pause of more than ten seconds, a line of text appeared on the diary again.

"You are indeed cautious enough, Felix Hemp, but I am really not a dark magic item. I graduated from Slytherin like you. To a certain extent, I am still your senior. 50 years ago, I caught Stop the murderer who opened the secret chamber."

Felix smiled contentedly. This was exactly the image he wanted to give the Horcrux, a Slytherin who was arrogant but shrewd enough at the same time.

So, don't try to fool him with some low-level goods.

Next, it took nearly half an hour in the diary to write down thousands of words tirelessly to explain the events 50 years ago clearly.

Seeing the handwriting on the diary getting weaker and weaker, Felix thoughtfully dripped a few drops of ink.

"It was Rubeus Hagrid who opened the Chamber of Secrets," concludes the final diary.

"Then how do you explain that you control the little wizards in the school?" Felix asked a sharp question.

On the page of the diary, a large paragraph of text quickly appeared.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been reopened..."

"Rubus Hagrid didn't end up in Azkaban, he stayed in the school as a guard of the Forbidden Forest. The danger never went away, and as I expected, it finally went wrong this year. I tried to sound the alarm, but the The little wizard named Draco Malfoy is not interested in this, on the contrary, he is more willing to watch the fun. I have to control him and try to find out Hagrid's evidence."

The diary wrote in an emotional tone, "Even though I am just a memory, my determination to maintain Hogwarts has not changed. I am still a member of Hogwarts and have an obligation to prevent this from happening."

Felix wrote in his diary: "How do you justify what was said?"

"I was born in a Muggle orphanage. Unlike those pure-blood families, their arrogance is down to the bone. You can go to the trophy room at Hogwarts. There should be my trophy there."

"Sounds real," Felix wrote, but under Occlumency, he couldn't help cursing, you've scanned me seventeen times, do you really think I can't find it?
"Because all this is true, you can investigate as much as you can, but time is running out, and the next attack may happen at any time. My suggestion is to secretly write to the Ministry of Magic and ask them to temporarily take Rubeus Hagrid away."

"You want me to snitch?" Felix wrote "angrily".

"No, it's just an experiment. Believe me, as long as you take him away, the attack will stop immediately." A line full of temptation appeared in the diary, "Wait until this is over, and then stand up and enjoy what you deserve Honor, I think, an Order of Merlin - for the brave man who ended the Chamber of Secrets raid!"

"However, please keep it a secret for me for the time being. Someone in the school shelters Hagrid. If he finds out about my existence, he will use me as a scapegoat without hesitation. This is my only request. When everything comes to light, what do you want? You can do anything."

Felix paused for a moment and wrote on it, "I'll think about it."

Afterwards, he took out an exquisite box from the suitcase in the corner of the office, and put the diary in it.

The complicated magic pattern disappeared in a flash.

After completely isolating the diary from the outside world, Felix recalled the verbal confrontation just now in the silent office, and sincerely praised——

"It sounds like it's true."

(End of this chapter)

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