While Harry was still in shock, a figure kicked open the door of the Headmaster's office with crude force, and the background music in the office suddenly changed.
"Oh, I found the guarding stone statue below was broken, so I came in directly. I hope I'm not being impolite." The visitor was none other than Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius was followed by a small creature with drooping ears.
The Headmaster's sharp gaze went to the sofa, but the dragon that had been curled up there, groaning, had vanished.
Lucius followed Dumbledore's gaze, but there was nothing there. He revealed a contemptuous smile.
"Dobby, so this is your master? You are a house-elf serving the House of Malfoy?" Harry pretended to be very surprised.
Dobby made a gurgling sound, and Lucius glared fiercely at him, saying,
"I'll settle the score with you later."
Lucius drew his wand and walked to the desk. "Don't block my way, Potter."
"So, you've indeed returned." Lucius looked at Dumbledore with an arrogant gaze.
"I believe your suspension hasn't ended yet, has it?"
"When the other governors learned that Ginny Weasley had also been caught in the Chamber of Secrets, they hurriedly sent letters urging me to return to the school." Dumbledore sat steadily in the Headmaster's seat and replied calmly.
"Ridiculous!" Lucius turned his head away.
"Interestingly, Lucius, when I visited those governors, they told me that if they didn't agree to suspend me, you would curse their families?" Dumbledore's sharp eyes peered over his half-moon spectacles.
"How dare you!" Lucius narrowed his eyes.
"What are you saying?" Dumbledore leaned forward, pretending to be senile.
"For me, the only and unchanging concern is the interests of this school and the safety of the students. And the culprit has already been caught, hasn't he?" Lucius glanced at Harry.
"Yes, it was Lord Voldemort. He influenced the students in the school through this diary. Mr. Potter stopped him.
I have already submitted the relevant memories to the Wizengamot, and I believe they will make a fair judgment."
Dumbledore smiled, grateful that he had learned Legilimency.
"Oh, is that so? I didn't expect it to be Mr. Potter again. Why not let him be the Headmaster? Old Dumbledore, I'm starting to doubt whether you still have the ability to protect this school." Lucius narrowed his eyes and continued his offensive.
"There's no need to worry about that. We already have a younger guardian."
Dumbledore turned his head, his gaze passing through Lucius and landing on the sofa to the side.
Lucius once again revealed a contemptuous smile, thinking that Dumbledore was getting senile, and followed Dumbledore's gaze to the sofa.
But this time, the sofa was not empty. A barefooted, handsome young man arched the back of the sofa, adjusting himself to a comfortable sleeping position.
The sharp dragon horns on his head, like an arrow, pierced straight into Lucius's heart. Lucius, who had a heritage, also retrieved the teachings of his ancestors from the memories buried in his mind for many years.
"Prewett's Dragon Person...."
Lucius murmured. He stared at the pair of sharp horns for a long time, unable to reorganize his words.
After a while, Lucius mustered his courage and said, "Oh, then we shall wait and see."
Lucius turned his head, kicked Dobby, and hurried out without daring to look at the person on the sofa again.
"Professor Dumbledore, can I have this diary?" Harry walked over, seeing Dobby being hurt.
"Of course." Dumbledore spread his hands, and Harry grabbed the notebook and left.
Passing by Aiden, he said,
"Perhaps we no longer need Malfoy's information, so we need a reason for Dobby to leave the House of Malfoy openly."
"Of course." Aiden made a 'be my guest' gesture to Harry.
Harry grinned and chased after him.
"He's a good kid, isn't he?" Dumbledore looked at Aiden.
"Yes, yes, he has the advantages of the two people who had the greatest impact on your life." Aiden rolled his eyes.
He put on his shoes, jumped off the sofa, and walked out.
Outside the door, on the eighth-floor corridor.
Harry quickly caught up with Lucius and handed him the diary.
"Mr. Malfoy, I think you dropped your diary."
"Diary? This isn't mine." Lucius's acting skills were superb.
"But didn't you personally slip it to Lockhart in Diagon Alley?" Harry said.
Lucius bent down, glared at Harry, and said word by word, "Then, perhaps you need to gather evidence."
Then he tossed the diary in his hand to Dobby and turned to leave.
"Open it~" Harry whispered to Dobby, who had taken the diary.
Dobby opened the diary and was stunned to see the sock inside.
"Dobby!" Lucius called out to his servant loudly.
"Master has freed Dobby. Dobby is free!" Dobby held up the sock from the diary.
"What, I didn't...." Lucius turned his head and saw the free Dobby and Harry, who had rolled up his trouser legs.
"You, you made me lose my servant!"
Lucius approached Harry while drawing his wand from his cane.
Then, he heard the sound of cloth rustling, and a lithe Dragon Person with white scales spread his wings on the windowsill.
"What's wrong? Continue, I'm just passing by, you guys are busy, you guys are busy." Aiden's eyebrows drooped, seemingly sleepy.
Lucius, under the eaves, froze. Helpless, he could only leave a harsh word.
"You like to meddle in other people's business just like your parents. Soon, you will end up like them."
Lucius's words seemed to imply something else. Then he was enveloped by the Dream Walker's shock and could no longer speak, fleeing in a hurry.
Harry turned back to thank him, but a gust of wind brushed his cheek, and the Dragon Person on the windowsill had disappeared.
"Oh, thank you for everything you have done for Dobby. What can Dobby do to repay you?" Dobby spoke, calling Harry's attention back.
"Promise me, Dobby, don't try to save me again." Harry looked at Dobby.
The two smiled at each other.
Aiden flew out of the window, cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself, and quietly landed on the Ravenclaw tower. Walking down from the Rooftop, he could still bypass the question of the door knocker.
Entering the common room, it was still Young Wizard flipping through all kinds of books.
Aiden quickly passed through the stairs and returned to his dormitory.
His three roommates didn't know where they were enjoying themselves. Aiden couldn't care less and burrowed into his beloved little quilt, ready to properly reward himself with dreams for his busy days.
[Chapter Complete]
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