I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 140 The rat-throwing weapon
Louis opened his mouth, unsure whether he should tell Dumbledore the truth.

He glanced inconspicuously at Ibrahimovic, who was still looking at Luna in grief. Dumbledore understood, found an excuse, and left the hospital wing with Louis.

"Go ahead." Dumbledore asked softly after he went out. He knew Louis must know something.

Louis organized his words and said hesitantly, "Professor, do you remember that the secret room was opened fifty years ago?"

"Of course I remember." Dumbledore's eyes wandered for a moment, as if he was reminiscing about the past. "Oh, the headmaster at that time was still Mr. Dippet, and I was only the professor of Transfiguration."

Louis hesitated for a moment and continued, "I heard that fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened and a Muggle-born girl died?"

"That happened. The deceased was a student of Ravenclaw. I still remember her name - Miss Warren." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, "The Ministry of Magic has not yet come to a conclusion as to who opened the Chamber of Secrets and killed the girl..."

"And they broke Hagrid's wand?" Louis said with disgust.

"Who told you?" Dumbledore asked in surprise, "Logically, the only people who knew the secret were Professor McGonagall and I who were still in Hogwarts. How did you know?"

"Is it possible... that the real murderer who opened the secret room told me?" Louis laughed, looking like a villain.

Catherine wrinkled her nose behind him, as if expressing dissatisfaction with Louis's strange behavior.

Dumbledore scratched the back of his head with a questioning look on his face, and his white beard trembled with his movements.

"Riddler, get out of Hogwarts." Catherine said coldly.

Louis shrugged and said with a grin, "Well, professor, I found a diary - can you guess who the owner of this diary is?"

Who would have thought that Dumbledore would be relieved after hearing the diary. He took out a candy from his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth, then asked calmly, "Is it Tom?"

"Yes...huh? How did you know?" Louis was surprised.

Dumbledore sucked his honey candy mysteriously without saying anything. After a while, as if he had enjoyed it enough, he said leisurely, "Fifty years ago, Tom reported to the school that Hagrid kept a dangerous pet and caused the death of a person. But we all know that Acromantulas usually kill people in a brutal way. Miss Warren's death with an intact body is obviously not caused by an Acromantula."

"Since it wasn't done by the Acromantula, I obviously put my suspicion on Tom. Of course, it's also because I'm biased towards Hagrid. He's not the kind of person who dares to do something but not to take responsibility for it."

"So... the scheming frog has been touching your belly?" Louis pretended to adjust his glasses with one hand and pointed forward with one hand, looking like a certain elementary school student who is the god of death.

Dumbledore showed an interested look: "I didn't expect you can speak Japanese?"

"I can speak eight foreign languages, Professor." Louis smiled and said, "After all, one must always improve one's posture. One cannot appear to be holding on to one's clothes too tightly."

"You are right, Louis." Dumbledore laughed heartily and said as he walked with Louis, "Yes, there is only one truth, that is, Tom is framing Hagrid - as for his motive, I think it is very likely that he was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets, and that the monster was raised by him."

"But I have no evidence, and the Ministry of Magic finally released Hagrid because of the lack of evidence... But, you know the special circumstances of that era, Hagrid's broken wand has never been found... Sigh..."

"That's your fault, Professor." Louis began to seek justice for Hagrid: "You said you knew Hagrid was innocent, and the evidence from the Ministry of Magic was insufficient, why didn't you vouch for him? With your strength and status, I'm afraid no one would question it?"

Dumbledore looked at Louis as if he was a fool, and after a while he said leisurely, "Louis, I can't believe you can say such a thing... Well, I can only say that my identity is very sensitive. After I defeated Grindelwald, I did not receive the praise or other things I imagined, but suspicion from the Ministry of Magic. My words and deeds could very likely become a handle for them to attack me."

"It should be said that being too strong is also a troublesome thing. They are afraid that another person like Grindelwald will appear in the world, so..."

"Then I think differently from you." Louis clicked his tongue twice and said with a smile: "I think they just don't want to have another emperor above them."

"Some things are better known than spoken out." Dumbledore was quite open-minded. He raised his shoulders nonchalantly and said, "I don't have any ambitions, and I don't want to be an emperor. The last hobby I have in this life is to run Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry well and watch you grow up happily. That's enough."

Louis' words pierced Dumbledore's heart.

"It seems like someone has been letting the Defense Against the Dark Arts class go badly... I see that my classmates are quite happy at school, but the happier they are at school, the more sad they cry when they meet dark wizards." Louis pouted hard, expressing his dissatisfaction with Dumbledore's behavior of spoiling children.

"Oh, this is my fault, but don't we still have you?" Dumbledore smiled kindly and asked about the diary again.

Louis briefly explained the control of Tom's soul. Dumbledore neither supported nor opposed it, but just told them to do as they saw fit.

"What are you going to do about the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets?" asked Dumbledore.

"There is no good solution for now. After all, we can't just kill him." Louis said worriedly, "If we go to solve the problem directly, it may alert the enemy. If the real mastermind is lying dormant, we will lose a useful clue."

"But if we allow this snake to wreak havoc in the school, and if a classmate dies as Miss Warren did, can you afford the consequence?" Dumbledore asked with a burning gaze.

"Ah, this..." Louis pouted and laughed, "Don't you still have it, Principal? Don't say that the first two students were just petrified, but there was no trace of your hand in them."

"You noticed it pretty quickly." Headmaster Dumbledore chuckled and said, "Yes, I can only create various coincidences and try my best to protect Lovegood and Creevey, so as not to arouse the vigilance of the person behind the scenes." He thought for a moment and continued, "I think you may not have much time left. The school board has already begun to make moves. When more students are petrified, they will definitely join forces with the Ministry of Magic to put pressure on me and forcibly remove me from my position as headmaster. Before that, I hope you can find out who is behind this."

"I understand, professor." Louis said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I won't say any more. I hope your investigation goes well, my dear Louis." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he shook his hands slightly, hummed a little tune and walked away.

Looking at his back, he really looks like an old bee, especially with the buzzing sound from his mouth. The sense of déjà vu is too strong.

Lewis shrugged, there was nothing to say, he looked at Catherine behind him, and suddenly asked: “Little Moon, do you have any ideas?”

"What can I think?" Catherine snorted softly, "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have gone to the secret room and burned the snake to ashes..."

"Sorry, Little Moon, I had to do this." Louis sighed, and now a feeling of helplessness arose in his heart. I must get the snake soup!

A horned snake sneezed.

"I know you have your own reasons." Catherine opened her arms, hugged Louis in her arms, and whispered in his ear: "No matter what you do, I support you..."

"Little Moon..." Louis hugged his girlfriend's soft body tightly with his backhand, smelling the fragrance of Catherine's hair and feeling this rare tranquility.

It should be said that Louis has found it much more convenient after moving into the new office. At least the class representatives from the three colleges don't have to feel awkward when they look for him anymore.

After all, they were not Slytherin students. Even though the Slytherin classmates did not dare to say much under Louis's majesty, their attitude was still a little cold.

Prejudice is difficult to eradicate, especially academic prejudice that has been deeply rooted for hundreds of years and cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

Louis didn't expect to dispel this prejudice.

His purpose was just to train some useful people for himself. It was not a good thing for his subordinates to be too united.

It is unequivocal that no leader likes his subordinates. Of course, this cannot be said openly. If you really believe in the nonsense of "harmony", then there is something fishy going on.

As long as there are people, there will be disputes.

Louis, who was sitting in the office, quite liked this feeling. He traveled a long way to ask Emeris to buy a lot of philosophy books from the Muggle world. On the one hand, he planned to fill his own bookshelf and supplement his knowledge from time to time. On the other hand, he planned to show it to the Sorting Hat.

The old hat has been gathering dust on the bookshelf in the principal's office, and it's time to give him some fun.

If a person doesn't think, his brain will become rigid. The same is true if a hat doesn't think. Who said this nonsense? Have you ever seen a hat that can think?

Louis, who had no idea about the attack, was holding a book and planning to go to the headmaster's office to check out the Sorting Hat. As soon as he walked out the door, he bumped into Draco who was coming towards him.

"Draco? What's wrong?" Louis dodged the reckless Draco, and Draco staggered and fell on the ground.

He ignored the pain and handed Louise last week's copy of The Quibbler.

"Look, Louis, I found something..." Draco said to Louis with a grin but very excited.

Louis took the magazine and found that it was singing a different tune as usual - the protagonist of this issue was obviously our genuine professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts - Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, and our Louis who was in the limelight.

Contrary to its usual practice, the article did not contradict the Daily Prophet, but instead focused on criticizing Lockhart, saying that he was unworthy of his reputation, a mere figurehead with nothing but gold and jade on the outside, and the only thing missing was pointing at your nose and calling you a little cutie.

As for Louis, he was generous with his praise, which made Louis a little overwhelmed - I didn't give Mr. Lovegood any money...

"So?" Louis shook the magazine and frowned, "You take this magazine... Wait, when was this magazine published?"

His tone was a little hurried.

"It was from last week, just a few days before Luna's accident." Draco pointed to the date on the back of the magazine. Louis turned it over and saw that it was just as Draco said.

Louis tapped his palms, paced back and forth, and said to Draco, "Go...well, go and call Potter and the other three to me."

"Okay!" Draco turned and ran.

After a while, he brought the Potter trio to Louis' office.

After the door was closed, Louis lowered his voice and said, “Listen, now there is a glorious and arduous task for you.”

The three of them were obviously interested - it was glorious and arduous, and since it was Louis who said it, it must be exciting.

Young people, especially the trio, are at the age where they love to play and have fun. How can they control themselves when faced with an exciting task? Look at Harry, the light in his eyes is almost as bright as when Conan sees the crime scene.

"Come on, Louis! We are definitely not here for the excitement of the mission! Just announce the mission objectives right away!" Ron was obviously just looking for trouble, and had no idea that he was part of the fun.

But Ron is actually a bold and foolish man. Apart from the matter of "following the spider", he has never been seen to be cowardly at other times.

"Okay, okay." Louis calmed the three people's excited emotions and whispered about the plan for the mission.

"Listen, I have some ideas about the heir of Slytherin." Louis whispered to the trio, "However, it is not convenient for me to come forward in this matter, so... I still need your help."

When she heard the word "Slytherin's heir", even Hermione couldn't sit still. She looked around excitedly and stared at Louis closely: "Louis, just tell me, who do you suspect?"

"Let me ask you, have you heard of Polyjuice Potion?" Louis first asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

Hermione, a top student, didn't even think about it and blurted out, "Polyjuice Potion is a potion that can transform the drinker into someone else. Making this complex and challenging potion is also a challenge for adult wizards... This potion is very advanced. Generally speaking, the production is divided into two stages, and the entire production process takes about a month in total."

"That's right, one point for Gryffindor." Louis winked and secretly added a point for Gryffindor.

"However, Professor, you mentioned Polyjuice Potion... Do you want us to use Polyjuice Potion to gather some intelligence?" Smart Hermione reacted immediately and understood Louis' true meaning.

(End of this chapter)