Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

And at the same time...

"What do you want me to find...the Chamber of Secrets?"

Ryan's situation was exactly as Dumbledore and Harry had guessed.

The moment he saw the words, he realized what Voldemort asked him to find.

After all, judging from what happened last school year, part of the reason Voldemort returned to the castle was to find the real Chamber of Secrets.

But there is no doubt that Ryan did not expect Voldemort to choose such a...drastic method.

"He certainly couldn't find the secret room himself, so he wanted me to find it... This shows that he has far more spies in school than I expected."

Ryan thought to himself.

But it is at this moment...

"Ryan."

Madam Pomfrey stepped in front of him.

This startled Ryan awake and he quickly greeted Madam Pomfrey.

But the latter was obviously not in the mood for greeting at the moment.

"It's not good."

She said solemnly: "I can restore Argus's body through potions and spells, but his soul..."

"soul?"

Hearing this, Ryan was naturally a little surprised: "Is there something wrong with his soul?"

"Hmm... a very brutal Memory Charm - its purpose wasn't to make Argus forget anything, but simply to mess with his mind."

She said in annoyance, "There's nothing I can do about it... Soul-related magical injuries are extremely difficult to heal..."

She didn't need to finish her words for Ryan to understand what she meant.

"Leave it to me."

he said softly.

"That's what I mean too."

Madam Pomfrey nodded as well.

Just as mentioned before.

After Ryan cured the Longbottoms.

In the field of healing soul magic injuries, he has become a recognized master in the magic world today.

So when encountering related problems, Madam Pomfrey would naturally think of him.

So Ryan came to Filch.

The Star Soul Incarnation was cast, and Ryan's consciousness instantly penetrated into Filch's soul.

At this moment, Filch's soul was indeed in chaos.

Ryan has seen the souls and memories of the Longbottoms and the Bloody Baron so far.

They may be soul-damaged, saturated with despair.

Perhaps he was cursed and had false memories implanted in him.

But after all, their memories are still formed.

But at this moment, Filch's memory was not like that.

At this moment, in Ryan's vision, all of Filch's memories were almost completely torn into pieces and thrown into various corners in a disorderly manner.

Some memories even showed obvious distortion.

Just as Madam Pomfrey said - the other party used an extremely rough method to forcibly crush Filch's memory.

but...

"Why do this?"

Ryan thought to himself.

This is clearly the problem.

Ryan didn't think that Voldemort and Filch had any deep hatred - although Filch's identity as a Squib might make Voldemort disdainful, it was definitely not enough for Voldemort to treat the old night watchman like this.

"To prevent Filch from giving evidence at the Inquiry?"

Ryan thought of this possibility immediately.

That's right.

What Harry and the other two could think of, Ryan could naturally think of as well.

At the questioning meeting, he was of course certain that the pure-blood families would slander him, and Filch, who had a good relationship with him and was the person involved, could obviously deny these slanders - although he was unaware of the source of the matter, he could always give a relatively fair testimony.

And now Filch was attacked, perhaps to prevent this - even Ryan was not sure that he could restore such a chaotic soul in a short time.

but...

"That's it?"

Ryan frowned, feeling something was a little strange.

He actually knew very well that the so-called questioning meeting was actually a propaganda war against him by the Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood families at the instruction of Voldemort.

But again, Ryan never took the pure-blood family and the so-called Ministry of Magic seriously.

He also didn't think that Voldemort was so foolish as to think that he could really do anything to Ryan and Dumbledore by relying on the pure-blood families and the Ministry of Magic - at most they were as disgusting as flies, but they could never really shake any foundation.

As a legendary wizard, Voldemort must know this best.

While thinking, Ryan soon noticed some strange things in Filch's memory.

Only in Filch's completely messed up and extremely chaotic memory.

Ryan could sense something was not right.

They existed in the corners of Filch's memory, like hidden pieces of a puzzle.

These puzzle pieces are hidden so deeply that they are normally almost impossible to find.

But for Ryan, who used the Star Soul Incarnation and could directly sense the soul.

They appear very clear.

then...

Ryan used his magic power to retrieve the fragments one by one from the countless memories.

And when those fragments were taken out.

Ryan saw a memory.

There was no doubt that the memory did not belong to Filch.

What was revealed in that memory was an isolated island.

There are strange rocks on the isolated island.

And among the strange rocks, Ryan could see a figure walking.

He was wearing a black robe and his face looked extremely ugly.

"Voldemort."

The moment he saw the figure, Ryan recognized the other person's identity.

Although the other party was not as completely inhuman as the one he saw in the Forbidden Forest last year - the Voldemort in his memory still had sparse hair on his head.

Then Ryan understood that this was Voldemort in the past.

Judging from the degree to which his face was cursed and distorted, the time should be shortly after he returned to school for the second time - because according to Dumbledore's description, Voldemort's nose was still there when he returned to school for the second time to apply for a job.

At this moment, behind Voldemort was a house-elf following closely.

Ryan didn't recognize this house-elf, but he could tell that it was quite old.

He saw the elf following Voldemort onto the island and coming to a rock wall.

He ordered the house-elf to cut his palm and smear the blood on the cave wall.

After the elf did as he was told, the rock wall opened, revealing the cave within.

Ryan saw that the house-elf's breath was visibly weakening.

"Magic that steals life force... a very primitive and bloody method of defense."

"Voldemort is still so boring."

Ryan shook his head and saw at a glance the magical restrictions on the cave.

At this moment, Voldemort in the memory walked into the cave with the weak elf.

Ryan saw a huge black lake in the cave. Voldemort summoned a boat and asked the elf to board the boat with him.

"Kreacher, come up—you will not fail your master's orders."

"Yes...yes, the great Dark Lord!"

Ryan could see that the house-elf seemed to be frightened because of its weakness.

But he still chose to obey Voldemort's orders.

But the conversation between the two was enough for Ryan to realize a fact.

"This is not Voldemort's house-elf...it belongs to another person, perhaps one of Voldemort's subordinates."

Ryan understood this: "Kreacher..."

In addition, he also noticed the black lake.

As Voldemort and Kreacher stepped onto the boat, countless figures seemed to begin to move in the depths of the Black Lake.

"Inferi..."

Ryan recognized the identities of those figures at a glance.