A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 213 The Time Loop Ends

Principal's Office.

After viewing William's memories, Dumbledore led him away from the Pensieve and back to the room.

The principal closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before letting out a long sigh, his worries growing heavier.

"William, your memory is very important."

I've always wanted to observe Voldemort's condition up close, and this passage confirms many of my suspicions, especially regarding his immortality magic.

"What kind of magic is it, Professor?" William asked curiously.

"I can't tell you yet, the entire chain of evidence is missing the most crucial piece of physical evidence." Dumbledore sighed and began to change the subject.

"Since you've come to me with your memories, you naturally want to leave the time loop. Is there anything else you don't understand about the whole thing?"

William nodded and began asking questions with practiced ease:

"Didn't Quirrell become a ghost? Why is Voldemort possessing his body?"

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and pondered for a moment before saying, "It's a long story. I told you back in the Forbidden Forest that Voldemort had been controlling Quirrell."

William nodded slightly.

"In fact, he was hiding on the back of Quirrell's head."

William was dumbfounded.

Some time ago, he offered a high reward for students to investigate what was under the scarf, and some even resorted to various forms of violence... It seems like they were all slapping the face of the Dark Lord?

This joke has gone too far!

Wait a minute, it seems William didn't personally take action; it was the Slytherin students who were the most relentless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

It's a pity no evidence was left behind, otherwise, when Voldemort rises again, the evidence could be packaged up and given to him.

Among the parents of these students, there should be quite a few Death Eaters, such as Lucius Malfoy.

Pity……

William felt a slight pang of regret.

Dumbledore didn't notice William's distraction and continued, "This kind of host parasitism will greatly reduce Quirrell's vitality, especially after the two battles with you. Quirrell probably only has a few months left to live."

I suspect that it was around that time that Voldemort suddenly had the idea of ​​abandoning Quirrell.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and said calmly:

"Voldemort had no friends whatsoever; his men were all servants."

He can sacrifice anyone, even if that person once helped him.

So Voldemort sent Quirrell to the Forbidden Zone to die, and then used dark magic to turn him into a ghost.

After Quirrell became a ghost, he created confusion and tried to lower my guard, but Voldemort himself remained hidden in the school until today.

"But aren't ghosts supposed to be unable to touch others? I think he can touch Harry," William asked, puzzled.

"William, do you know how Peeves is formed?" Dumbledore raised his right hand slightly, and a book floated over.

"I don't know." William had indeed been curious about why Peepo was different from ordinary ghosts.

Peeves has lived in the castle since the founding of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

To be precise, he was born along with the entire building, especially during the period when the castle was a gathering place for a large number of children.

He is a strange being formed from the students' minds.

Dumbledore handed William the book "The Secret History of Hogwarts".

William quickly glanced at it, looking at the content about Pippi the Ghost.

It records the reason for Pippi's birth, as well as the school administrator's struggle against him.

"I have thought more than once that Voldemort was the best student at Hogwarts, and he used the school's special environment to transform Quirrell into this form as well."

Afterwards, they used dark magic to sacrifice Quirrell's soul, creating a temporary body, even though this body was different from a physical body in the conventional sense.

"Then why couldn't he touch Harry's body? I saw him touch Harry's body and he looked pained."

"I told you before, William," Dumbledore said, his face filled with deep sorrow, "that Lily used magic to protect Harry."

"The secrets of prehistoric times," William said.

"That's right, that power was exceptionally strong. It not only deflected Voldemort's Killing Curse, but also left the power of love in Harry's body, protecting him until he reached adulthood."

That power resides in Harry's blood and skin, which is why Quirrell cannot touch him.

Quirrell, consumed by hatred, greed, and ambition, sold his soul to Voldemort. He would experience excruciating pain upon touching someone marked with Lily's power, especially given his state at the time.

Dumbledore had spoken to William about the prehistoric secrets more than once, and seeing Quirrell's appearance today, he realized that this power was truly formidable.

Dumbledore seemed to know what William was thinking, and he explained, "I know you're curious about where the prehistoric mysteries lie, and I do know a little."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a phantom image of a building appeared before William.

"This is the Ministry of Magic, located on the ninth underground level, where there is a Department of Mysteries."

William said, "I've heard of the Department of Mysteries. Tywin stole the Time-Turner right here."

Dumbledore nodded. "That's right, but there's more to this than just a time-twister."

Most of the information in this department is highly classified. Only a small number of wizards within the Ministry of Magic know what's inside.

The Department of Mysteries studies many of the world's mysteries, such as love, space, thought, time, and death.

These things are all extensions of prehistoric mysteries.

Deep within the Department of Mysteries lies a locked room containing a portion of prehistoric secrets, which even the Ministry of Magic has been unable to unlock despite centuries of research.

William squinted; this was the first time Dumbledore had told him about the whereabouts of the prehistoric secrets.

However, since the Ministry of Magic has been locked down for centuries, William doesn't believe he can open it.

Just because he's handsome? No way.

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and relaxed. "Any more questions?"

"The last one, where did that basilisk come from?"

"Oh, you've asked me a question that's difficult for me too," Dumbledore sighed.

"You should have had a check-up at the Quidditch arena, right?"

"That's right."

After the basilisk was killed, William searched for its traces through the deep underground caves, but found nothing.

Because there is a pipe underground in the center of the Quidditch arena that leads directly to the Black Lake.

In other words, the Basilisk swam from the Black Lake and then emerged from the Quidditch arena through a pipe.

But Black Lake is too big.

"There is a legend that Salazar Slytherin built an underground structure beneath Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—the Chamber of Secrets."

Dumbledore summoned another book and handed it to William.

"Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets before he left, so that no one could open it until his true successor came to the school."

Only that heir can open the secret chamber, release the terrifying thing inside, and let it purify the school, eliminating all those unworthy to learn magic.

"The terrifying thing is a basilisk?" William asked doubtfully.

"I believe that what Slytherin left behind was indeed the Basilisk," Dumbledore said seriously.

"But he left the basilisk for another purpose, and it was never to eliminate Muggle-born students."

In fact, rumors of the Chamber of Secrets only began circulating at Hogwarts centuries after Slytherin left the school.

"Someone is deliberately distorting Slytherin's meaning?" William raised an eyebrow.

"That's right." Dumbledore was clearly unwilling to elaborate. He said casually, "Voldemort found the Basilisk and placed it on the Quidditch pitch to lure me away. This gave him enough time to deal with Harry and take the Philosopher's Stone."

William nodded; he had completely understood the whole matter and had no more doubts.

The ring on William's right index finger suddenly became scorching hot, and an eagle flew out of the ring and perched on William's shoulder.

It stared at Dumbledore, then suddenly grabbed William by the shoulder and pulled him up.

William was caught in a whirlpool, and when he woke up again, he was already in his own bed.

The time loop has finally ended.

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