Hogwarts: Dumbledore reigned over the wizarding world

Chapter 54: You have a serious problem, Harry

In fact, before Tom Riddle, Hogwarts did not prohibit the study of dark magic, nor did it oppose the study of souls.

"Secrets of Advanced Black Magic", which records the method of making Horcruxes, was kept in the restricted book area all year round at that time. Anyone could borrow it as long as they got the professor's consent.

Until Tom became the Socket Man, in order to find the secret of his immortality, Dumbledore took away all the books Tom had ever borrowed, especially those related to black magic and souls.

Vaughn pinched his brows, a little speechless.

Damn Tom!
Vaughn had never seen similar books when he went to Dumbledore's office before. They must have been hidden by the old man.

With Tom's lesson in mind, Vaughan felt that it would be difficult for him to borrow the book from Dumbledore.

In fact, his relationship with Dumbledore is now quite delicate. In order to intervene more deeply in the fate of Harry and Tom, he revealed some of the information he had to Dumbledore.

For example, the Horcruxes and Harry's abnormal condition.

These pieces of information from the original novel can certainly be packaged with other excuses, but knowing about the Horcrux itself is enough to make Old Dumbledore alert.

Vaughan and Dumbledore are currently in the process of being wary of each other and testing each other.

They were willing to trust each other in some things, but wary of each other in other aspects. Vaughn didn't want Dumbledore to use him as a tool to fight Voldemort, and Dumbledore was also afraid of cultivating another Voldemort.

"We have to find a way to get Old Deng to give in little by little."

Vaughn thought that Harry seemed like a good shield, as long as he could make sure that Dumbledore would not become the next Voldemort...

Huh?
Vaughan suddenly realized the point. After all, it was all Tom's fault!
Damn Tom!
"Ah!"

Hermione and Harry came out of Gryffindor Tower and met Professor Quirrell. They had just greeted the professor when he sneezed violently and his nose was full of snot.

Harry suppressed his nausea and asked, "Professor, are you okay?"

Professor Quirrell looked very sad, and he wrapped himself in a fur cloak.

There was steam coming out of my ears, a side effect of the stimulant.

The steam intensified the garlicky smell of his turban.

"No, no, it's okay, Mr. Bobopot..." He forced a smile and stammered, "Madam Pomfret, I said, I have a cold...ah! I'm going to rest. See you!"

The two of them looked at him and suddenly groaned in pain for some reason, then took small, hurried steps and crawled away along the wall.

Hermione whispered sympathetically, "He must have been frozen yesterday when he collapsed in the Great Hall, and the Headmaster didn't even remember him until the very end."

As he was speaking, a passing wizard saw Quirrell and immediately shouted at him, "Professor Quirrell, look, there's a troll!"

The other little wizards around laughed.

Ever since Quirrell was frightened unconscious by the troll yesterday and the troll was killed by Vaughn, no student has given the professor any respect.

Looking at all this, Harry sighed: "If I were him, I would stay away from Hogwarts and never come back."

"Do you think he is the one who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Impossible." Harry said firmly, "You might as well doubt Goyle and Crabbe. Quirrell...what can he do?"

This statement was extremely insulting. In the eyes of the trio, Goyle and Crabbe were basically at the bottom of the humanoid spectrum, and in principle, they couldn't be any lower.

Hermione couldn't help but glare at Harry.

The two of them sneaked all the way into the Slytherin common room in the basement, and soon saw the famous words above an old door.

Sea view room!
"How are we supposed to get in? There's no password!"

Harry was a little nervous. This was the territory of the evil Slytherin. He wondered what the scene would be like inside.
Hermione, holding her schoolbag, said calmly, "Wait for someone to come."

After waiting quite a while, a girl wearing a snake shield badge finally appeared. Hermione mustered her courage and stopped her: "We're Vaughn Weasley's friends, and we're going to visit him in his dorm. Could you open the door for us?"

The girl was tall and strong, with arms thicker than Harry's legs.

She looked the two of them up and down with her fierce and sharp eyes. She seemed to recognize Harry and grinned at him: "Follow me."

The girl read out the password and opened the door.

Hermione and Harry saw the sunlight penetrate the ice outside the huge bay window of the common room, refracting and rippling on the bottom of the water. Water plants swayed in the rippling water, and schools of fish swam leisurely, as if in a dream.

The two of them were a little stunned for a while...

No wonder Vaughan calls it the Seaview Room...

There were quite a few people in the common room, including Malfoy. When he saw Harry come in, he immediately jumped up from the sofa: "Potter, you..."

Just as he said that, he heard the girl pointing to the stairs beside him: "Mr. Weasley's dormitory is over there, two floors up, second exit."

Malfoy quickly sat back on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

Harry also pretended not to see him. It was not until he followed Hermione upstairs that he patted his chest vigorously: "I was scared to death. Malfoy is with so many Slytherins..."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him. "What are you afraid of? Didn't you notice that when that senior said Vaughn's name, none of them dared to move."

Harry noticed, of course, and was envious.

Who doesn’t want to be that majestic?

Following the guidance of the kind senior student, the two easily found Vaughn's dormitory. As soon as Hermione knocked on the door, it opened. A cute big cat was hanging on the door handle and called out to Hermione.

Hermione smiled happily and hugged it hurriedly: "Oh, the Fruit Tea Club is open, how clever!"

Guo Guocha rubbed her affectionately and brushed Harry with his tail, which was barely a greeting.

Harry didn't care about the cat's different treatment. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Vaughn sitting at the desk by the window, touching a pebble with his wand. As he whispered the spell, the pebble disappeared bit by bit.

It was as if there was an invisible eraser erasing it from the world before my eyes.

Soon, the pebbles disappeared completely, and Vaughn raised his head and looked at Hermione and Harry: "How did you get here?"

"Oh, we wanted to come see you."

Hermione said, then looked longingly at the spot where the pebble had disappeared and asked, "Did you make it invisible? What kind of magic was that?"

In the wizarding world, making an object invisible is not a very uncommon thing. Although we didn't learn it in the first year, Professor Flitwick had given examples of the Disillusionment Charm and the Vanishing Charm when he was explaining spells.

Vaughan didn't answer.

He just looked at Harry who seemed to be deep in thought and suddenly asked, "Harry, what do you think?"

Harry was stunned and hesitated.

With his poor academic knowledge, he should have believed Hermione's words unconditionally.

But he inexplicably felt that the spell Vaughn had just used was actually very scary!
The pebble didn't become invisible; it really disappeared.

He expressed his opinion hesitantly, and Hermione's eyes widened immediately. She had already finished reading all the books for the first grade and consulted some reference books with the professors, but she had never heard of such magic (the Vanishing Charm can only be learned in the fifth grade).

However, before she could ask further questions, Vaughn sighed:
"You have a serious problem, Harry."

Harry: “?”

(End of this chapter)