From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

The two magic spells were locked in a stalemate in the air, and the situation simply turned into a confrontation between magic power and will.It would not be good for the two young wizards to continue. It would even overdraw their physical strength and cause harm to their bodies.

So Calvin's light wand broke the stalemate between them. At the same time, two clones supported the little wizard from behind and poured a small bottle of magic potion into their mouths.

After the two men's breaths calmed down, Calvin announced the final result of the competition: "The two are tied."

In fact, Calvin took a stand against this result. If the stalemate between the two continued, Harry would definitely win.Harry is indeed more talented than Draco when it comes to dueling.

Calvin asked several people to stand on the ring and began to comment on their performance:

"Harry, Draco, Neville and Hermione all deserve praise."

Ron's legs couldn't help but feel weak when he didn't hear his name.

"Ron!"

"Yes!" Ron replied loudly and cleverly.

"Standing in the ring, you have to have the courage to take action. But you're pretty good at transfiguration." Calvin didn't criticize Ron blindly, but still gave the red-haired boy some encouragement.

"Hermione, your focus should be on your opponent in the ring."

Hermione hung her head.

"Neville, don't use sword skills rashly before getting close to your opponent."

"Harry, Draco. You two don't surprise me. Keep up the good work."

The five little wizards in front of them all lowered their heads in shame.In this way, Calvin's first assessment ended.

After leaving the painted world, Draco lingered in Calvin's office until the other four people had left. Then he walked up to Calvin and whispered:

"Professor Cape, my father wants me to tell you something."

Calvin looked up at him, stretched out his right hand and pressed it against the wall of the office.Circles of white halo spread around Calvin's right hand.Only after covering the entire office did Calvin speak:

"Mr. Malfoy, what do you want you to tell me?"

"My father asked me to tell you that something was stolen from our house."

Draco was surprised that when his father met Professor Capet, he still had to complete the correspondence between the two.

"Something was stolen?" Calvin narrowed his eyes, "Did you tell you what it was?"

"No," Draco shook his head and said with a look of panic, "Father only told me...that it was related to the mysterious man, and asked me to burn the letter immediately after reading it."

"Do you have a fever?" Calvin pinched Draco's shoulders and asked nervously, "When you were reading the letter, were there any other creatures around you, such as... a mouse?"

Draco gasped, "Professor, you hurt me. There was no one else around when I was reading the letter, and there were no mice. After I read it, I threw it into the fireplace."

Calvin then let go of Draco's shoulders and said, "It's okay if you don't." Then he thought for a while and said, "You go back and write a letter to your father. I will go there tomorrow."

The next day, Calvin dressed neatly and entered the Malfoy manor from the school's public fireplace.

There was only Lucius with long silver hair in the huge room, which seemed a little deserted.He paced anxiously in the center of the living room, waiting for Calvin's arrival.

It wasn't until there was a bang that Calvin walked out of the green flames in the fireplace, and Lucius stepped forward to greet him as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Mr. Capet!"

Lucius held Calvin's hand tightly and said nervously in his ear: "The Dark Lord! He is back! He is coming to me!"

A chill came from Calvin's hands and went straight to Lucius' forehead, forcing him to calm down.

"Calm down, Mr. Malfoy," Calvin's voice was calm and powerful, "Voldemort hasn't been resurrected yet, otherwise you wouldn't have just thrown things away in the past few days."

"Yes, yes," Lucius calmed down and touched his neck, "The Dark Lord will not be so kind to those who betray him."

"That's right, a calm mind will help us live better, Lucius, don't forget that you are a Slytherin." Calvin let go of Lucius's trembling hands and put on a pair of dragon skins Gloves, "Now, take me to the crime scene and let me see what happened."

Lucius nodded and took Calvin down to the third floor underground before walking into a small study.

Calvin was a little unhappy. Why do both Malfoy and Snape like to build important rooms underground, or is this the case for all of Slytherin?

Lucius walked to a small bookshelf at the end of the study room and pushed several books on the shelf in a certain order.Soon, the small bookshelf slowly moved to the side into a space as wide as one person, revealing the secret passage behind it.

Lucius and Calvin walked along the secret passage for a while, and then they saw the secret door at the end of the secret passage - it had been opened.

"When did you find out?" Calvin asked while carefully observing the clues that the thief might leave.

"The night before yesterday," Lucius said, "I heard that the Ministry of Magic might pass a new Muggle protection law to strictly check the dark magic items that may flow into the Muggle world, so I came here to take a look, who knows... "

"Who would have known that this place would have been opened when we arrived." Calvin finished the sentence for Lucius.

"What exactly is there? Besides you and Draco, does anyone else know about this?" Calvin asked.

"No one else knows, not even Narcissa. I always keep her away from these things," Lucius said worriedly. In his heart, his wife and son are not allowed to be harmed by anyone, even, even It's the Dark Lord.

"The lost thing... was a diary..." Lucius recalled, "The Dark Lord gave it to me back then and asked me to keep it properly."

"Diary?" Calvin frowned, "Tom, as expected of you, who would be a serious person to write a diary?"

"Yes, the Dark Lord values ​​this diary very much and asked me to protect him like I would protect my life, so I put the diary into this secret room." Lucius said.

Calvin nodded, touched the thick door of the secret room, and asked: "No one knows how to open this secret room except you?"

"Yes," Lucius said firmly, "Among the people still alive, I am the only one who knows how to open the last door. I will tell Draco only on the day I die."

"It seems that Voldemort used Legilimency on you," Calvin said quietly, "If you had practiced Occlumency, this wouldn't be the case."

Lucius's already pale face was even more pale: "Impossible, I rarely let the Dark Lord look directly into my eyes."

"For a master like Voldemort who is proficient in Legilimency, he can get the information he wants even without looking directly into his eyes. It's just a little more troublesome."