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Text Chapter 29 Sauron¡¯s Hate

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    Section 1: Harry, Ron, Ginny and Lockhart stood at the door, their bodies covered with mud and slime.  For a moment, there was silence.  Suddenly, there was a scream - "Ginny!" It was Mrs. Weasley, who had been sitting in front of the fire crying.  She jumped up, followed by Mr. Weasley, who both threw their arms around their baby girl.  Harry looked past them and into the room.  Professor Dumbledore stood in front of the mantelpiece with a smile on his face. Next to him was Professor McGonagall. She clutched her chest with her hands and gasped for air.  Fawkes flew past Harry's ear and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.  At this moment, Harry found himself and Ron being held tightly in Mrs. Weasley's arms.  "You saved her! You saved her! How did you do it?" "This is what we all want to know." Professor McGonagall said weakly.  Mrs. Weasley let go of Harry. Harry hesitated for a moment, walked to the desk, and placed the Sorting Hat, the ruby-encrusted silver sword, and Riddle's Japanese book on the table.  Then he began to tell them everything exactly.  He spoke for about a quarter of an hour. Everyone listened very attentively and the room was completely silent.  He talked about how he always heard the disembodied, ghostly voice, and Hermione took great pains to finally discover that what he heard was the voice of a basilisk lurking in the water pipes; he also talked about how he and  Ron once followed the spider into the Forbidden Forest. Aragog told them where the last victim of the basilisk was killed, so he guessed that Moaning Myrtle was the victim, and the entrance to the secret chamber was likely  In her bathroom "Very good," Professor McGonagall encouraged him when he paused, "so you discovered where the entrance is - and I might add, you violated the rules along the way.  You've learned over a hundred school rules - but how on earth did you escape from that, Potter?" So Harry continued, his voice hoarse from talking all the time.  He told them how Fawkes and Sauron had arrived in time, and how the Sorting Hat had given him the sword.  But then, his voice became hesitant.  He had previously avoided mentioning Riddle's diary - mentioning Ginny.  At this moment, Ginny was standing there, leaning her head on Mrs. Weasley's shoulder, tears still rolling down her cheeks silently.  What if they fired her? Harry thought nervously.  Sauron said that Riddle's diary had failed How could they prove that Riddle forced her to do those things? Harry instinctively turned his eyes to Dumbledore, and saw the principal smiling faintly, the firelight  A quick flash on his half-moon glasses.  "What interests me most," Dumbledore said gently, "is how Voldemort used to confuse Ginny, because according to my sources, he is currently hiding in the forests of Albania." Harry relaxed.  Tone - He breathed a huge, relieved sigh, feeling relaxed all over his body, and warm in his heart.  "Wha-what?" Mrs. Weasley said in a surprised voice, "The mystery has confused Ginny? But Ginny didn't Ginny didn't did she?" "It's all this diary,  Harry said quickly, grabbing the diary and showing it to Dumbledore, "It was written when Riddle was sixteen." Dumbledore took the diary from Harry and looked at him.  His long aquiline nose came down, and he stared intently at the pages.  Then he closed his eyes and put his hand on the diary. After a moment, he opened his eyes.  "That's amazing," he said softly. "Needless to say, he's probably the best student Hogwarts has ever had. Perhaps, the best student ever." He turned around to face Wes.  Mr. and Mrs. Rai looked very confused.  "Few people know that Voldemort's former name was Tom Riddle. I personally taught him fifty years ago at Hogwarts. He disappeared after leaving schooltraveled around, to the ends of the earthin the dark arts.  He fell deeper and deeper into the quagmire, mixed with the most evil guys in the wizarding world, went through many dangerous magical transformations, and finally reappeared as Voldemort. It was difficult for people to recognize him as Voldemort.  "But what about Ginny?" said Mrs. Weasley, "What does our Ginny have to do with¡ª¡ªhis diary?"  "!" Ginny sobbed, "I've been - writing on it, for a whole year, and he - he's been writing me back -" "Ginny!" said Mr. Weasley, stunned.  "Didn't I teach you? What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself until you see where it hides its mind."??.  Why didn't you show the diary to me or your mother? A suspicious thing like that is obviously full of dark magic!" "I-I don't know," Ginny was still crying sadly.  I found it in a book my mother gave me.  I - I thought someone had put it in there and forgotten about it." "Miss Weasley should go to the campus hospital immediately," Dumbledore interjected without hesitation. "This will be a painful ordeal for her.  The school won't punish her.  Many wizards older and more resourceful than she were were deceived by Voldemort.  "He strode to the door and opened it. "Bed rest, maybe, you should also drink a large cup of steaming chocolate milk. I always think that is very good for improving my mood.  he said, looking down at Ginny with a kind wink. "You will notice that Madam Pomfrey is not asleep yet."  She was handing out mandrake water - I daresay the basilisk's victims might wake up at any moment.  " "So, Hermione is fine too!" Ron said happily. "No lasting damage was done.  "Dumbledore said. Mrs. Weasley led Ginny out, followed by Mr. Weasley, still looking very shocked. "You know what, Minerva," Dumbledore  The professor said to Professor McGonagall thoughtfully, "I think these things are worthy of a banquet to celebrate.  Can I ask you to inform the kitchen?" "Okay," Mrs. McGonagall said simply, and started to walk towards the door. "Potter and Weasley will be left to you, right?" "Of course.  .  "Dumbledore said. She left, and Harry and Ron stared at Dumbledore uneasily. What did Professor McGonagall mean by what she just said? Deal with them? They shouldn't - should they - be punished?"  I remember I seemed to have told you both that if you violated school rules again, I would have to expel you.  "Dumbledore said. Ron opened his mouth in horror. "It just goes to show that even the best of us can sometimes just walk the talk.  "Dumbledore continued with a smile, "You both received awards for special contributions to the school, and - let me see - by the way, you each earned two hundred points for Gryffindor.  "Ron's face suddenly turned bright pink, just like the Valentine's Day flowers Lockhart gave everyone, and his mouth closed. "But for this thrilling adventure, there is one person among us.  But he always maintained an astonishing silence.  "Dumbledore said again, "Why are you so humble, Gilderoy?" Harry was startled. He completely forgot about Lockhart. He turned around and saw Lockhart standing in the room.  When Dumbledore asked him a question, Lockhart turned to see who Dumbledore was talking to. "Professor Dumbledore," Ron said quickly.  Said, ¡°There was an accident in the secret room below.  "Professor Lockhart -" "What, I'm a professor?" Lockhart said, slightly surprised, "Oh my God, I thought I wouldn't be much of a future!" "He wanted to cast a forgetting spell, but it turned out  The wand was fired backwards.  "Ron explained to Dumbledore in a low voice. "Oh my God," Dumbledore said, shaking his head, his long, silver-white beard trembling slightly, "Gilderoy, you were stabbed by your own sword.  A moment?" "A sword?" said Lockhart, confused. "I don't have a sword.  That boy does have a sword," he pointed at Harry, "and he'll lend you one.  "Excuse me, can you send Professor Lockhart to the hospital?" Dumbledore said to Ron, "I want to talk to Harry a few more words" Lockhart walked away briskly.  Go out. As Ron closed the door, he looked back at Dumbledore and Harry curiously. "Sit down, Harry."  "He said. Harry sat down, feeling indescribably nervous. "First of all, Harry, I want to thank you," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling again, "You must be right in the Chamber of Secrets down there.  I showed absolute loyalty.  Only this kind of loyalty can call Fox to your side.  "The phoenix had already fluttered onto Dumbledore's lap, and he was stroking it gently. Under Dumbledore's gaze, Harry smiled unnaturally. "So you met Tom Lee.  Del," Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "I can imagine that he is most interested in you" Suddenly, something that had been bothering Harry blurted out from his mouth. "Professor Dumbledore  Riddle said that Sauron and I are very similar to him.  There are some strange similarities, he said" "That's what he said?" Dumbledore said, looking at Harry thoughtfully with his eyes under his thick silver eyebrows, "What do you think?Harry?" "I'm not like him!" Harry said, originally not wanting to speak in such a loud voice, "I mean, I - I'm in Gryffindor, I'm" But  He was silent, and a trace of doubt popped up in his mind again. "Professor," he said after a moment, "the Sorting Hat told me that I would be good in Slytherin.  For a while, everyone thought I was the heir of Slytherinbecause I can speak Parseltongue." "Harry, you can speak Parseltongue," Dumbledore said calmly, "because Voldemort can speak snaketongue.  Guy accent.  He is the last heir of Salazar Slytherin.  If I'm not mistaken, he transferred some of his own spells to you the night he scarred you.  He didn't mean to do it, I'm sure" "Voldemort transferred part of himself into my body?" Harry was stunned in surprise. "Obviously so.  " "So I should be in Slytherin," Harry said, staring desperately at Dumbledore's face. "The Sorting Hat may have seen some Slytherin skills in me, and it" "Put it on.  You were placed in Gryffindor.  "Dumbledore said calmly, "Listen to me, Harry.  You happen to possess many of the qualities that Salazar Slytherin valued in his careful selection of students.  He had some rare gifts of his own, parseltongue, resourcefulness, strong will, and a certain disdain for the rules of the law.  He said, his silver-white beard trembling slightly again, "But the Sorting Hat put you in Gryffindor. Do you know why this happened? Think about it carefully."  "The reason it put me in Gryffindor," Harry said in a frustrated tone, "is because I asked not to go to Slytherin" "That's exactly it," said Dumbledore  , a smile appeared on his face again. "This makes you very different from Tom Riddle.  Harry, it is our choice to express our true selves, which is more important than our abilities.  "Harry sat motionless in his chair, completely stunned. "Harry, if you still need evidence to make sure that you really belong to Gryffindor, I suggest you take a closer look at this.  " Dumbledore leaned forward and picked up the silver sword from Professor McGonagall's desk and handed it to Harry. Harry turned it over blankly, and the ruby ????glistened under the firelight. Then, he saw it, and  Engraved near the hilt is a name: Godric Gryffindor "Only a true Gryffindor can pull this one out of the hat, Harry.  "Dumbledore said simply. For a moment, neither of them spoke. "What about Sauron?  Harry asked suddenly, he said with some worry, "Does he also have the power of Voldemort?"  He was in Slytherin, powerful, and" What Harry wanted to say was cold. Thinking of being in Knockturn Alley and thinking of Sauron's method of dealing with Dobby in the school hospital, Harry hesitated, thinking that this would make Dumbledore  Misunderstanding Sauron. Dumbledore stared at Harry for a while, sighed and said: "Harry, there are many things about Sauron that he does not want you to know.  I know what you want to say," Dumbledore sat back in his chair and crossed his hands on his chest. "He is wise, calm, hungry for power, and - ruthless, just like Voldemort back then.  " Harry couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. "But this is not because of Voldemort's power." Dumbledore shook his head. "If it really has anything to do with Voldemort, it should be said that Sauron carries the same burden as Voldemort.  Hatred - hating the misfortunes this world has inflicted on me, and hating my own incompetence, which is why I can pursue strength so persistently and crazily.  Fortunately, Sauron still had something he cherished, but Voldemort had nothing.  " After hearing this, Harry was very confused and said for a long time, "You mean, Sauron will not be as evil as Voldemort, right?  " Dumbledore looked at Harry, his green eyes were clear and transparent, just like when he was a child. Once upon a time, Sauron also had a pair of eyes like this. Who would have thought that after that night, they would turn into gold like a blade?  Double pupils. "Destiny" Dumbledore couldn't help but whispered, and then he smiled, "Of course not.  Remember, Harry, if there's one person in this world that Sauron won't hurt, it's you.  "Then, Dumbledore opened a drawer of Professor McGonagall's desk and took out a quill and a bottle of ink. "Harry, what you need now is to eat something and have a good sleep.  I suggest you go down to the party while I write a letter to Azkaban from here - it's time to get our gamekeeper back.  I'm also going to draft a recruitment advertisement and put it in the Daily Prophet," he said thoughtfully, "We need a new teacher to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts again.  Oh my god, the teacher of this courseIt went really fast, didn't it?" Harry stood up and walked towards the door. As soon as he grasped the door handle, the door was suddenly opened. Lucius Malfoy stood there, his expression as indifferent as ever. The trembling and  Behind him was Dobby, with bandages all over his body. "Good evening, Lucius.  "Dumbledore said pleasantly. Malfoy walked straight into the room, glanced at Harry, his pupils shrank sharply, but then relaxed. Dobby followed in panic, bending his back and staring at the master.  The seam on the back of the robe, with a look of hopeless fear on his face, "Okay!" Lucius Marr stared at Dumbledore calmly and said, "You are back.  The board of directors suspended you, but you still returned to Hogwarts on your own initiative.  " "Oh, that's right, Lucius," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Today, the other eleven directors have contacted me.  To be honest, it was like a hailstorm when the owls came one after another.  They heard that Arthur Weasley's daughter had been killed, and they all wanted me to come here immediately.  They seemed to think that, after working on it for a long time, I was the best suited for the job.  They also told me some strange stories.  Some of them seemed to think that you had threatened to suspend me if they did not agree.  You will curse their families.  Lucius snorted.  "So - did you prevent those attacks?" he asked, "Did you catch the murderer?" "We did." Dumbledore answered him with a smile.  "Oh?" Mr. Malfoy asked sharply, "Who is it?" "It's the same person as last time, Lucius," said Dumbledore, "but Voldemort is acting through another person this time. With him  "The diary." He raised the small black book and looked at Lucius calmly.  But Harry looked at Dobby and didn't notice the flash of relief on Lucius's face.  "Dobby's behavior is very strange.  His eyes as big as lightbulbs stared at Harry thoughtfully, while he kept pointing at the diary, then at Mr. Malfoy, and then beat it hard with his fist.  own head.  "So that's it" Mr. Malfoy said to Dumbledore slowly, but his tone was relaxed.  "A clever plan," said Dumbledore evenly, still looking into Mr. Malfoy's eyes. "If this Harry -" - Mr. Malfoy gave Harry a quick, strange look -  - "He and his friend Ron did not find this diary. Oops - Ginny, Weasley may be taking the blame. No one can prove that she did not act according to her own will" Lucius said  Don't say anything and show an angry expression.  "Imagine," Dumbledore continued, "what would happen The Weasleys are one of the most prestigious families of pure wizarding blood. Imagine if people found out that Arthur Weasley's biological son  What impact will this have on Weasley and his Muggle protection laws when his daughter is attacking and murdering Muggle-borns? Fortunately, the diary was discovered and Riddle's memory was wiped from it.  Who knows what the consequences will be" "What a blessing." Lucius said.  Dobby, who was huddled behind him, still pointed strangely at the diary first, then at Lucius, and then beat his head desperately.  Harry suddenly understood.  He nodded to Dobby, who backed into a corner and pulled his ears hard as punishment.  "Don't you want to know how Ginny got this diary, Mr. Malfoy?" said Harry.  Lucius Malfoy turned towards him.  "Who am I to know how that stupid little girl got it?" he said.  "Because you gave it to her," Harry said. "At Flourish and Blotts, you picked up her Transfiguration textbook and secretly stuffed the diary inside it, right?" Lucius raised his eyebrows, "Yes.  Evidence?" he said calmly.  "Oh, no one can provide evidence," Dumbledore looked at Harry with a smile and said, "Now Riddle has disappeared from the book. In addition, Lucius, I want to give you a piece of advice, don't  Distributing old things from Voldemort's student days. If these things fall into the hands of innocent people again, at least Arthur Weasley will be able to find out that they came from you" Lucius snorted,  Then he showed an angry expression, then turned to his house elf and said: "Let's go, Dobby!" He opened the door, the house elf hurried over, and Lucius kicked him out.  .  When he reached the door, he glanced back, then closed the door forcefully, making a loud noise.The sound can probably be heard throughout the corridor.  Harry stood there, feeling that Lucius was a little strange. He didn't seem to show much of an atmosphere of ruined conspiracy.  But Dobby's screams from time to time interrupted his thoughts.  "Professor Dumbledore," he said hurriedly, "please, can I return this diary to Mr. Malfoy?" "Of course, Harry," Dumbledore said calmly, "but it's okay.  Come on. Don't forget there's a party." Harry grabbed the diary and rushed out of the office.  He heard Dobby's screams of agony coming around the corner, getting farther and farther away.  Harry, doubting whether this plan would work, quickly took off one of his shoes, pulled off his sticky, smelly sock, and stuffed the diary inside.  Then he darted down the dark corridor.  Just as the two men were about to go down the stairs, he caught up with them.  "Mr. Malfoy," he gasped, stumbling and stopping, "I have something for you." He forced the smelly sock into Lucius's hand.  "What is this-" Lucius pulled off the socks on the diary, threw it aside, glanced at the diary with a strange expression, and then looked at Harry.  He smiled without knowing why, "Well, thank you." "Come on, Dobby. Do you hear me? Come on!" But Dobby didn't move.  He held Harry's slimy, smelly sock high and looked at it with excitement as if it were a priceless treasure.  "The master gave Dobby a sock," the house elf said in surprise. "The master gave Dobby a sock." "What?" Lucius was a little surprised, "What did you say?" "Dobby got a sock.  Just a sock," Dobby said in disbelief.  "The master threw it, and Dobby caught it. Dobby - Dobby is free." Lucius stood there, looking at the house elf in surprise, and then looked at Harry. To Harry's surprise  Unexpectedly, Lucius seemed very calm, gave Harry a meaningful look, turned around and left.  Harry looked at Lucius's back in surprise. Too many things happened today that confused him. He didn't hear Lucius whispering to himself in a low voice: "Cunning little guy." "Ha.  Lipper has freed Dobby!" the elf said in a harsh voice, interrupting Harry's thinking. Dobby looked up at Harry, the moonlight shining in from the nearest window, reflecting his bulging eyes.  , "Harry Potter set Dobby free!" "I didn't do anything, Dobby," Harry said with a grin, "Promise me you won't try to protect me again."  A bright smile suddenly broke out on the ugly brown-red face, showing a mouth full of teeth.  "I just have one question, Dobby," Harry said as Dobby put on Harry's socks with trembling hands. "You once told me that it had nothing to do with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, remember.  "But -" "This is a hint, sir," Dobby's eyes widened, as if it was self-evident, "Dobby is giving you a hint.  Before he changes his name, he can mention his name, and he can use his name casually, do you understand?" "I understand," Harry said reluctantly, "Okay, I have to go. They are having a party.  It's time for my friend Hermione to wake up" Dobby stretched out his arms, hugged Harry's waist, and hugged him tightly.  "Harry Potter is greater than Dobby ever knew!" he sobbed. "Farewell, Harry Potter!" Another loud choked sound came from Dobby's throat, and then disappeared.  At the banquet in the evening, everyone wore pajamas and the celebration lasted the whole night.  Harry tried to find Sauron at first, but soon gave up.  No matter which college the students were in, they were all having a great time.  First, Hermione ran all the way to Harry and Ron, screaming "You've got it! You've got it!"; Justin hurried over from the Hufflepuff table, clutching Harry's hand.  Hand, apologized endlessly, saying that he should not have doubted him in the first place; Hagrid appeared at 3:30 in the morning and slapped Harry and Ron on the shoulders so hard that they couldn't eat anymore and fell on the plate of sweets;  The four hundred points scored by Harry and Ron enabled Gryffindor to successfully defend the Academy Cup. However, what puzzled Harry was that Sauron did not seem to be mentioned; Professor McGonagall stood up and told them that the school wanted to entertain them.  Everyone, it was decided to cancel the exams ("Oh, crap!" said Hermione); Dumbledore announced that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart would not be able to come back next term because he would need to go elsewhere to retrieve his memories, everyone.  Upon hearing the news, there was a burst of cheers, and several teachers were also cheering.  Among so many exciting things, Harry really didn't know which one was the most exciting.The most wonderful.  "What a pity," Ron said, taking himself a piece of jam donut, "I'm liking Lockhart more and more." In the corner, Sauron, Ibicus, Draco and Isabella were sitting.  Sitting together, the three men toasted Isabella with a glass of wine and welcomed her back. To their surprise, Isabella became tearful.  "How do you feel, Your Highness?" Ibikos avoided Draco and Isabella and asked in a low voice, "Confronting the Dark Lord directly, you should gain a lot, right?" Sauron nodded with some sigh, "I'm afraid, he is better than me  I thought it would be difficult to deal with." Ibikos was a little surprised.  "It's not because of power," Sauron whispered, "It's just that he is more proud than I thought." The remaining days of the summer semester were spent in the dazzling sunshine.  Hogwarts is back to normal, with a few minor changes: Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are cancelled, and Lucius Malfoy is kicked off the school board.  But what surprised Harry was that Draco didn't seem sad. In fact, Harry felt that he was laughing even more wildly, as if something great had happened. At the same time, Ginny Weasley also recovered.  Lively and cheerful personality.  In a blink of an eye, they were about to take the Hogwarts Express home.  Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George and Ginny occupied a separate compartment.  They made the most of the last few hours they were allowed to use magic before the holidays.  They played "crackle," set off the last of Fred and George's laborious fireworks, and practiced magically disarming each other's weapons.  Harry was now very skilled at doing this set of magic.  Sauron, on the other hand, sat in a cubicle with Draco, Ibicos and Isabella because he didn't like noise.  When the train was about to arrive at King's Cross Station, Harry suddenly remembered something.  "Ginny - what you saw Percy doing that day, he wasn't allowed to tell anyone." "Oh, you asked that," Ginny giggled, "That's right - Percy got a girlfriend."  Fred dropped a stack of books on George's head.  "What?" "It's the prefect of Ravenclaw, named Penelope Crevat." Ginny said, "He just wrote so many letters to her last summer. He has been following her in various places in the school.  She was dating in secret. One day, I caught them kissing in an empty classroom. You weren't going to make fun of him, were you?" she asked uneasily.  ¡°I would never dream of thinking that way,¡± Fred said, but looking at his happy look, it was as if his birthday had come early.  "Absolutely not," George replied, smiling secretly.  The Hogwarts Express gradually slowed down and finally stopped.  Sauron found Harry, followed by Isabella, and the five of them walked off the train together.  Harry pulled out his quill and a piece of parchment and turned to Sauron, Ron and Hermione.  "This is called a phone number." He said to Ron, scrawled the number three times, then tore the parchment open and handed it to the three of them.  "Last summer, I told your dad how to use the phone. He would understand. Call me at the Dursleys', okay?" "After your aunt and uncle heard what you did this year," Hermione  Min said, as they got off the train, joined the crowded crowd, and slowly walked towards the enchanted partition wall, "I'm sure you'll be proud of you, right?" "Proud?" Harry said.  , "Are you confused? If they heard that I almost died many times, but actually escaped death, they would definitely be furious" "The same thing, Harry." Sauron  Whispering, "If the Dursleys bully you, ask Hedwig to bring a message to me. And, I will visit you when I am free." After saying that, Sauron turned and left, Isabella  Follow him.  Looking at the two people walking away, Ron said in a strange tone: "I think Isabella likes Sauron, just like Ginny likes Harry." Hermione smiled, and Harry snorted in embarrassment.  There was a sound.  "Hope you have a nice holiday," said Ron and Hermione.  "It should be possible." Harry was somewhat gloating, "Soren scared the Dursleys quite badly last year. You know, he almost blew up the Dursleys' house" Sauron was empty-handed as always, and  Isabella was dragging her small suitcase.  The two of them walked without saying a word for a long time, and Isabella whispered: "Your Highness." Sauron stopped and turned to look at her.  Isabella hesitated for a moment, then suddenly took a step forward and hugged Sauron, which surprised Sauron.  "The moment I was petrified, I thought I was going to die. I thought I would never see you again."?" Isabella cried. Sauron patted her back. After a long time, she let go of Sauron and said with some embarrassment, "I'm offended, Your Highness.  "Then he turned around and ran away. Sauron was stunned for a moment, smiled, and disappeared into the crowd.
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