Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 746 Voldemort's Classmate

Actually, Celen wasn't the first person to realize that this room didn't make sense. When they came in, Aunt Penny's face had been stiff ever since she instinctively turned on the light.

When Celen turned on the television, the sounds coming from it caught the attention of Vernon Dursley and Dedalow.

"I almost forgot, that's another thing I wanted to talk about." Dedalo patted his forehead and laughed, "You can live a normal life here, just like you did on Privet Road."

"The food in the refrigerator should be enough to last you for six months —"

"Wait, six months?" Penny suddenly looked up; this was the first time she had spoken to Dedalow since leaving the house.

"We can't stay here that long. Dudley still has to go to school—your school will definitely start in September, won't it?"

"My advice—" Dedalow sighed, "This is a war, a war between wizards, and until we win, this place is far safer than anywhere else."

However, the Dursleys were clearly not satisfied with this explanation.

"War—ha—" Vernon sneered, "How long are we supposed to stay here?"

"It's not us—" Dedalow shook his head. "If you really want to say something, stay until you feel it's safe enough outside."

He pointed to the door behind him, "The exit is right here. You can leave anytime. Even if you leave now, Xilun and I won't stop you."

Upon suddenly hearing his own name called, Xilun shrugged indifferently.

Why should he stop them? Even if the Dursleys wanted to go find Voldemort, it had nothing to do with him.

"But I suggest you stay here for a while. Once Harry is in a safe place, the Death Eaters and Tom will stop paying attention to Privet Drive."

It was as if something exploded in Xiren's ears, and he turned around sharply to look at Dedalow.

Tom Riddle, Voldemort's real name, but almost no one knows this except for a very few wizards.

"Ah, that was the mysterious man's former name, but very few people know it." Seeing the puzzled look in Siron's eyes, Dedalow calmly explained, "You probably won't believe it, but I entered Hogwarts in the same year as him, except he was in Slytherin, while I was sorted into Ravenclaw."

Dedalo sighed with a complicated expression.

"Back in school, we often met at Professor Slughorn's Slug Club."

"When Dumbledore told me that Tom was the Man of Darkness, I could hardly believe it was true. In my mind, he had always been that smart, enthusiastic, and helpful male student council president."

classmate?

Xiren never expected that this short man wearing a light purple top hat was actually Voldemort's classmate.

But in terms of age, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

From this perspective, it's not surprising that he knew the name Tom Riddle.

On the other side, Vernon Dursley was still muttering something to himself.

He's probably complaining.

Although everything here looks exactly the same as Privet Road's house, everything here is actually constructed using magic.

The furniture is, and so are the lights. Living here is almost like being surrounded by magic.

Just thinking about it made Vernon Dursley feel like ants were crawling all over his body.

Unfortunately, nobody cared about his opinion.

As Dedalo just said, he has a lot of things to do and can't stay here to solve their problems forever.

As for Xilun, he had long since given up on staying here.

After leaving the cabin, the two took a small boat back to the shore.

Dedalow cast a spell on the ship, allowing it to return to the reef and prevent the Dursleys from being trapped there.

As Xilun watched him cast the spell, something seemed off.

Dedalow Duggard was a member of the Order of the Phoenix during the First Wizarding War more than a decade ago and was deeply trusted by Dumbledore.

Around this time last year, Voldemort wanted to steal the crystal ball from the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic, which had prophesied the savior, and at the same time, he set a trap for Harry.

Unaware of what was happening, Harry immediately went to stop them.

Dedalow participated in the rescue operation for Harry Potter as reinforcements.

However, Harry was not injured that time; instead, he was struck by the Death Eaters' magic and was rushed to St. Mungo's after the battle.

Since then, Siren has never heard from Dedalow again, only knowing that he is not dead and has been recovering in St. Mungo's.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm just curious when you recovered."

"Actually, I'm not fully recovered yet." Dedalow shook his head. "The Curse of Pause—if you've observed closely, you'll notice that I hesitate before casting the spell now. It's no longer possible for me to fight Death Eaters."

Dedalo looked dejected.

On the battlefield, the key to victory or defeat often lies in who casts their spell first.

The pause curse affects not only the speed of chanting, but also causes a momentary blank in thought and reaction time, which is the most terrifying aspect.

"But fortunately, the Order of the Phoenix still has many missions that don't require direct combat," Dedalow said. "Like right now, I need to organize the information I've gathered recently and find some more valuable information from it—to be honest, nobody likes doing this kind of mission, it's too boring, and I didn't like it before either."

Xilun nodded.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing before you leave," Dedalow suddenly remembered something and said, "Alastor asked me to ask you if you were spotted when you left Diagon Alley today."

"No." Xilun shook his head without hesitation.

If he had been discovered, he wouldn't have been able to stay in the car for so long; the mysterious person would have found him long ago.

"So that news was true. A snake in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron is watching you in place of the mysterious man?"

"It should be right."

"So how did you leave?" Dedalow asked curiously. "As far as I know, Diagon Alley only has one entrance, right? Did you use a flying broomstick? But that would have made you even more conspicuous, wouldn't it?"

“No, Gringotts,” Siron explained. “I spent a Galleon to leave Diagon Alley through the goblin-only passage.”

"A passage for fairies?" Dedalo was stunned, completely unaware that such a thing existed.

"As long as you're willing to spend money, the fairies can fulfill any request you make."

"It's surprising, yet perfectly logical." Dedalo smiled and continued, "Also, Alastor should have told you about the other part of the plan by now."

"I told you," Siron nodded. "I'm going back to Diagon Alley now, and tonight I'll go to the Leaky Cauldron to confuse the mysterious man."

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