Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

The pressure of Hogwarts students completely disappeared, and they fell into a state of calm, powerless, and soulless shells.

For them, this period of time is particularly wonderful. They don’t have to think about anything or do anything. There is no pressure from exams and results will not be released immediately.

Albert is collecting rent for the last time this semester. The number of Acromantulas seems to be decreasing due to Albert's behavior.

So Albert assigned Aragog a new task.

"What, you asked me to give birth to a child, I am a male Acromantula, and you killed my partner..."

Albert waved his hand, "This is not a problem. You can find another partner, or let your children give birth to the next generation. In short, I want to see your Acromantulas increase in number!

I don’t want the process, I just want the result! "

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Passing by the auditorium, Albert saw that Gryffindor and Slytherin had the fewest gems on the scoreboard outside, and they were strangely tied for the bottom.

How can this work?

Albert decided that he must do something for Gryffindor and add points to Gryffindor.

But what should be done?Albert fell into deep thought, and finally, he remembered the diary in the dormitory that was stained by Ban Ban.

Ever since Albert destroyed Tom's soul in the Horcrux in the diary, he had safely put the diary outside, in the bedroom, outside his own curtain.

Maybe it was Scabbers - Peter Pettigrew had a deep resentment towards Albert, and he tortured the diary that Albert released to vent his resentment.

There is some rat droppings on it, which are somewhat hard and stuck on the paper of the diary. There are also some traces of rats crawling over. The urine seeps into the paper, and the droppings are yellow.

It's disgusting. If Albert hadn't wanted to add points to Gryffindor this time, he would never want to touch this diary again.

"Damn Ban Ban, look at the good thing you did." As soon as Albert entered the dormitory, he saw that Ban Ban had escaped from the roller and was having fun in the diary.

The curtains were defended by Albert. Peter Pettigrew did not dare to act rashly. He was very timid, so he took out his diary to vent his anger. He was really a coward. If Voldemort knew that you were doing this to his things, among the Death Eaters Will your name still be there?

"Except your weapons."

A beam of red light hit Peter Pettigrew, knocking the stinky mouse far away and hitting the curtain of Albert's bed.

A burst of electric light aroused, electrifying Peter Pettigrew.

He now felt that his whole body was in a state of paralysis, as if there were countless ants crawling all over his body. He could feel all parts of his body, but he couldn't move.

"Squeak - squeak -" Peter Pettigrew screamed in horror. He was afraid, afraid that the little wizard was doing something excessive to him.

【Ding!Peter Pettigrew's negative emotion value +50! 】

It's not just once or twice, but Peter Pettigrew has been holding back. He doesn't dare to reveal his true form. He feels that this little wizard is very strong. Even if he returns to his human form, he may not be able to beat him. It's better to pretend to be a mouse.

No matter how violent Albert was, he wouldn't kill his friend's pet...right?

In fact, Peter Pettigrew was half right; Albert would not kill him.

Albert is worried that if he kills him, the original plot will change too much and his prophetic advantage will be gone. If Voldemort comes up with some evil and weird resurrection method, the plot will be completely messed up.

Albert has always been confident and calm, largely not because he has a system or because he is powerful, but because he has a sense of certainty and he knows what will happen and what will not happen.

This is very important for every time traveler and is one of the important weapons for a time traveler to establish himself.

Albert glanced at Scabbers' figure with disgust. He was now much thinner than before.

Not forgetting the purpose of his trip, Albert first put a few words into the diary to clean it up, then poured a stream of clear water over it, thoroughly washing the diary, and then stretched out his hand to grab it after it was dry.

After destroying the Horcrux, the system rewarded him with a Death Curse level +1, which disappointed Albert. He was still looking forward to a potion level +1 to provide some assistance for his development of potions. .

However, there are many Horcruxes. In addition to the diary, Ravenclaw's diadem is also close at hand. You can go to the Room of Requirement to find it in the future.

Albert put the suitcase inside the curtain, turned around and cast a petrifying spell on Peter Pettigrew, and left the dormitory with his diary.

In front of the stone statue on the eighth floor, Albert kept trying the password.

"Bibi multi-flavored beans?"

"Zizi honey honey?"

"Pile of cockroaches?"

If Old Bee likes sweets so much, all of his teeth will fall out sooner or later, Albert thought with resentment.

When I finally tried the "Lemon Snow", the dripping stone statue moved out of the way, revealing the spiral staircase leading to the principal's office.

When Albert entered, Dumbledore was sitting on his desk, chewing a pile of black cockroaches and approving documents.

Seeing Albert come in, Dumbledore was surprised. Albert could actually find the correct password among the many candies. He was so persistent that he must have something to report.

"What's the matter with you, Albert?" While speaking, Dumbledore forgot that he was still eating a pile of cockroaches. Unintentionally, a cockroach slipped out of his mouth, and he hurriedly removed it from his robe. Picked it up, blew on it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Albert shuddered, Dumbledore's hobbies were really different from ordinary people, in every sense.

But he didn't forget about business, and it was our duty to add points to Gryffindor!

Albert placed Tom Riddle's diary in front of Dumbledore and remained silent, waiting for Dumbledore's reaction.

"This is?"

Dumbledore slightly held his half-moon lenses, his blue eyes flashed, and he quickly judged what it was. The aura of dark magic remaining on it was very strong.

At the end of the diary, there was also the words "T·M·Riddle" written on it, which Dumbledore knew clearly.

I just don’t know why, but there is a faint smell?

No matter, it doesn't matter, Dumbledore can feel that the soul inside is gone.

He raised his head and stared at Albert. Was the remnant soul showing off in this scene destroyed by Albert?

"Albert, how did you get it?" Dumbledore asked softly.

Albert recounted how Lucius Malfoy had a fight with Mr. Weasley at the beginning of school and later gave him the diary.

"I realized that this diary can think independently, so I was very defensive about it.

A few days ago, maybe he was impatient and wanted to invade my brain, but he was killed by my curse. "

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Today I have to catch up on a DDL for a reading class paper, so the coding time is a little late. There is still another chapter, which will be pushed back a little, but I am already coding it.