"Your Majesty fed the senior student excrement, tyrant points +5."
Charlie pulled up his pants and waited for ten minutes.
Then he took out his wand and pointed it at the diary, using a cleaning spell to wash it clean.
After the smell dissipated.
Charlie wrote on it with a vine.
"Confess honestly, or I'll soak you in a cesspit for a full month."
The writing on the diary disappeared and reappeared, this time at an incredibly fast speed.
"No! I was created by someone, my only purpose is to store knowledge. If you forget anything, I can remind you."
Charlie continued to write in the diary.
"You were the one who made Draco open the Chamber of Secrets, weren't you?"
"That's right, but the Chamber of Secrets isn't as terrifying as the legends say. Salazar Slytherin was also a founder of Hogwarts, so why would he clear out the school's students?"
"Slytherin merely left his wisdom and legacy in the Chamber of Secrets. Tonight, I'll take Draco to acquire the legacy."
"His failure made him angry and frustrated, so he took it out on a cat."
Charlie raised an eyebrow.
This diary certainly cleared itself of any blame.
The words on the diary continued to appear.
"I can help you improve your grades, learn knowledge, and even go to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."
Tom wrote these words with humiliation.
In his opinion, Charlie was just a second-year student. As long as Charlie kept the diary with him, he would be able to control Charlie.
But Charlie didn't believe a single word.
He had personally witnessed Ginny's state when she killed the chicken, which was most likely influenced by the diary.
This diary was definitely not as simple as it claimed.
Charlie wanted to find out where the Chamber of Secrets was, so he wrote.
"Then can you tell me where the Chamber of Secrets is?"
The diary was silent for a few seconds.
"It's not time yet. I need to impart some knowledge to you before I can take you to the Chamber of Secrets."
Charlie sneered.
This diary was impenetrable, so there was no need to say more.
He tightly bound the diary with a vine and turned to walk out.
Ernie asked.
"Charlie, where are you going?"
"To find Dumbledore."
...Professor Lockhart's office was crowded with people.
Dumbledore stood by the desk, carefully examining the stiff Madam Norris.
Professor Lockhart paced excitedly nearby, his mouth never stopping.
"I've seen this before!"
His voice was full of confidence, and he gesticulated wildly.
"Back in Wagadou, a village encountered a similar curse. The villagers were all panicked, not knowing what to do."
"I made an amulet for each of them, and the problem was immediately solved!"
"Those villagers were so grateful, they even gave me many gifts."
He boasted to himself, completely oblivious to how speechless everyone around him was.
Dumbledore suddenly straightened up and turned to look at Professor Lockhart.
"Since Professor Lockhart is so experienced," his eyes were meaningful.
"Then please you handle it."
"I can't undo this magic for now."
Professor Lockhart's smile froze on his face.
No, how could you, the esteemed Principal of Hogwarts, not be able to solve it?
If you can't, how can I?
Professor Lockhart bravely stepped forward.
He took out his wand and muttered something to Madam Norris.
But no one understood what he was saying.
Filch looked at Dumbledore hopefully.
"Can my cat still be saved?"
Dumbledore nodded.
"It can be saved."
"Professor Sprout's Mandrake can be used to make an antidote."
Professor Lockhart instantly felt relieved.
"Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly what I was thinking!"
"I can make an antidote, when I saved people back then..."
Snape turned his head and stared at him with a look reserved for the dead.
Professor Lockhart sheepishly added.
"Of course, Professor Snape is definitely better at it."
"Professor Snape should be the one to prepare it."
At this moment, no one was in the mood to pay attention to Professor Lockhart.
Professor Sprout's face turned red with anger.
"We must catch the culprit, this is too outrageous."
She slammed her hand on the table.
"We absolutely cannot let the culprit harm the students!"
Professor McGonagall sighed.
"This is not easy."
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