Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Hagrid sobbed and said:

"No, no, Aragog didn't kill anyone...no..."

Douglas asked Myrtle without waiting for anyone to ask:

"Myrtle, could you describe again how you died?"

This was not the first time Douglas asked Myrtle this question. In order to tell a story to Dumbledore, he had created a complete chain of evidence to prevent Dumbledore from inquiring privately and discovering that his story was false.

When Myrtle heard this question, her expression changed suddenly, as if it was a great honor for her to describe this matter, especially in front of so many people.

“Oh, I remember you asked this question last time, so I’ll tell you again.

Oh my, it was a horrible thing, it happened right here, I remember it so clearly, Olive Hornby laughed at me for wearing glasses and I looked like a bitch, and then I hid in here, locked the door and cried inside.

Fudge frowned and said, "Myrtle, just get to the point. How did you die?"

Myrtle's face suddenly turned cold. She was very unhappy that someone had interrupted her story, and this person was not the professor she was afraid of. Thinking of this, Myrtle's tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh, you don't care about my death at all, yes, not at all.

Yes, who cares about a poor, sniveling, sullen Myrtle!

Of course, no one cares about eliminating evil except the Ghost Killer…”

Chapter 146 Lucius: Don’t Say That Name

Douglas noticed the strange looks from the people around him and coughed softly.

"Ahem, Myrtle, please continue..."

Myrtle paused, suppressed her sobbing voice, spread her hands and continued:

“Okay, where was I….Oh, yes.

Just as I was crying, I suddenly heard someone come in. It was a boy's voice. He spoke in a funny way, like another language.

But this was the women's room, so I was really pissed off, so I pushed the door open and yelled at him to go away and go to his own men's room, and then..."

Having said this, Myrtle suddenly paused, looked at Minister of Magic Fudge, puffed out her chest in a self-important manner, and her face was radiant.

Fudge was visibly annoyed. "And then what happened?"

Myrtle shook her twin ponytails and said proudly:

"Then I died... chuckle... I remember seeing a pair of scary-sized yellow eyes, and my whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away.

Then I came back, and you know what, I wanted to get back at Olive, and when she saw me she was so sorry she had laughed at me for wearing glasses."

Douglas asked calmly:

"Did the Ministry of Magic ever contact you to ask what happened? Or did the Hogwarts professors ask you?"

Myrtle said in a daze: "No, when I came back, it was the same as usual..."

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall looked guilty, after all, they were already at school when this happened.

(Professor McGonagall did not become a professor until 1956. Before that, she worked in the Transfiguration Department at Hogwarts and was not a professor.)

The staff of the Ministry of Magic were even more embarrassed. After all, they were still very young, and the mistake fifty years ago was made by their predecessors.

Lucius Malfoy, who was standing aside, remained silent because he was not sure why Dumbledore specifically asked him to participate in this incident as a member of the board of directors.

But now was the time to show goodwill to the Ministry of Magic, so he glanced at the tall Hagrid, sneered and said:

"So what? This doesn't mean that this matter has nothing to do with certain people. The Minister of Magic made a very fair decision at the time."

Douglas looked at Lucius with a strange smile on his face, and then said:

"Mr. Malfoy, please don't rush to make any comments.

As far as I know, the monster that the Ministry of Magic judged at the time was a spider, right, Hagrid?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned, including Hagrid, but then he saw Douglas's eyes, remembered what he had told him before, and nodded immediately.

"Yes, it's an acromantula. I started raising it when it was still an egg. Its name is Aragog. It's a very cute little creature. Of course, it's grown up now.

It has never hurt anyone before, and it has escaped from the castle since that incident. It said there are natural enemies in the castle that it is very afraid of..."

Fudge said in surprise: "Acromantula? Trading in acromantula is illegal..."

Hagrid nodded. He had done his homework long ago.

“Yes, that’s right.

So I don't blame Hogwarts at all for expelling me for raising dangerous animals, because I was indeed wrong.

But I didn't hurt anyone, so the Ministry of Magic shouldn't break my wand and forbid me from using magic...

This is the fine for illegally trading Acromantula eggs, I'm ready..."

As he spoke, Hagrid took out a bag of gold Galleons from his pocket and threw it to Fudge who was still in a daze.

Douglas rubbed his head. He shouldn't have trusted Hagrid to control the pace. He should have first determined the real cause of death, and then blamed the Ministry of Magic. He himself had not made any mistakes, and finally gave the Ministry of Magic a way out and paid the fine.

(The Ministry of Magic has no right to expel students from Hogwarts, nor does it have the right to confiscate or break wands unless the allegations are proven.)

Professor McGonagall seemed to see through the trick and glared at Douglas.

Douglas took advantage of the confusion among the crowd and asked Newt Scamander:

"Professor, you are an expert in Magizoology. Could you please tell us whether the Acromantula injures people through its eyes?"

Newt Scamander's thoughts had just drifted back to the day he was expelled from Hogwarts when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Ah... oh... of course. The Acromantula's eyes are black. It attacks its enemies primarily with its giant claws and teeth, and it can also secrete venom, something like that..."

As he spoke, Newt also gestured the attacking posture of the Acromantula.

Dumbledore then added:

"No injuries were found on the girl's body at the time."

Douglas smiled and looked at the Minister of Magic:

“To sum up, Myrtle’s body is the biggest suspicion.

Although dangerous, the Acromantula relies entirely on physical attacks, spider webs, and venom to kill.

And as far as we know, anyone who makes eye contact with the basilisk will be killed instantly.

Therefore, there are no scars on Myrtle's body, which is completely inconsistent with the attack method of the Acromantula.

Minister Fudge, do you have any objection to this?

Of course, it was the Minister of Magic from fifty years ago who caused this miscarriage of justice. The responsibility does not lie with you.

What you need to do is to represent the Ministry of Magic and expose its past mistakes to the public, thereby highlighting the brightness and fairness of the current Ministry of Magic. What do you think?"

Fudge looked at Douglas, then at Dumbledore, and finally said:

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic is fair and just, and the evidence now proves Hagrid's innocence.

I am willing to apologize to Rubeus Hagrid on behalf of the Minister of Magic fifty years ago and declare Rubeus Hagrid not guilty.

This matter does not need to go through the Wizengamot meeting. I will send the relevant procedures after returning to the Ministry of Magic, and will publish this news in the Daily Prophet.

We will continue to track down the subsequent murderers. As long as we confirm that there is indeed a Basilisk in the secret room, we will find the Parseltongue who could control the Basilisk fifty years ago and bring him to justice."

The professors who knew the inside story suddenly looked strange. Hagrid opened his mouth several times but didn't say anything in the end.

Douglas smiled and said:

"We have already investigated the real murderer. His name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. He also has another name..."

Lucius Malfoy's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "Stop talking!"

But Douglas glanced at him and said slowly:

"Voldemort..."

Suddenly, everyone screamed, and Lucius Malfoy's body was still visibly shaking. Dobby, who was following behind him, was banging his head on the ground to punish himself for not obeying his master's order not to make a sound in front of everyone (he had also screamed just now).

Fudge looked at Dumbledore angrily:

"Albus…that joke isn't funny at all."

Dumbledore said lightly: "This is not a joke..."

Fudge choked and said dissatisfiedly:

"That man is dead... Of course, he did claim to be a descendant of Slytherin, and the most obvious sign is that he spoke Parseltongue..."

After some psychological preparation, Fudge finally calmed down.

But Lucius' heart was churning. He looked at Dumbledore and Douglas and felt that he should not have come today.

Chapter 147 I accidentally got a diary

In the end, Fudge simply skipped over it and never mentioned catching the murderer again.

"Okay, let's get down to business today. As the Minister of Magic, I have a lot of things to do every day. I also have to attend a meeting this afternoon."

After saying that, Douglas glanced at Dumbledore and said nothing more. Anyway, the first goal of the day had been achieved.

But at this moment, Myrtle was floating in the air, saying sadly:

"Sure enough... Sure enough, no one cares about poor, crying, unhappy Myrtle... The Ministry of Magic has always been like this..."

Fudge was stunned for a moment, then said angrily:

"You're dead, and he's dead, too. Do you understand?"

Douglas had investigated some things and knew the reasons behind them.

When Myrtle turned into a ghost, she was not the ghost of Hogwarts, but Olive Hornby, who had always followed her and mocked her.

In the end, Olive went to the Ministry of Magic to restrain Myrtle's behavior, which forced Myrtle to stay at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

So he stood up and said:

"Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, you have unwittingly stumbled upon Voldemort..."

Fudge roared, "Don't say that name!"

Douglas shrugged and decided to take everyone's feelings into consideration, especially poor Dobby, whose head was bleeding profusely.

"Well, you uncovered the You-Know-Who's plan to cleanse the school and saved the other students at Hogwarts with your own life. You are a hero of Hogwarts."

Myrtle said excitedly:

"I'm a hero? I'm the hero of Hogwarts. Ah, I really want to talk to Olive about this. I haven't heard from him for a long time..."

Douglas pretended not to hear what she said next. He didn't want to continue to challenge the Minister of Magic's fragile nerves.

The Bloody Baron took a step forward, scaring Myrtle away.

Dumbledore took out the tape recorder and handed it to Snape. After all, it would be more meaningful to let the Slytherin Headmaster open the door to the Chamber of Secrets.

Snape flung his robes aside, sauntered over to the faucet, and turned on the play function.

After hearing the Parseltongue voice playing on the recorder, Fudge couldn't help but ask again:

"Albus, I still want to ask you as a friend, who is that Parseltongue? I really didn't know there was another Parseltongue besides Morfin Gaunt (Voldemort's uncle and the last male of the Gaunt family, descendants of Slytherin)."

Dumbledore said nothing, listening quietly to the sound in the recorder and the response of the faucet.

When a sentence came from the recorder: "Open it, I'm Slytherin!"

Suddenly, the dragon head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly.

Then, the pool began to move. They watched as it slowly disappeared from sight, revealing a pipe large enough for a person to fit through.

Everyone gathered together and looked at the pipe that led to nowhere.

Snape stood in front of the cave entrance and said calmly:

"Those born in Slytherin can go down, and the others will remain on guard above. Of course, Professor Scamander can choose whether to go in or not."

There was no objection to this at Hogwarts. This was a proposal Douglas took the initiative to ask Professor Dumbledore last night.

After all, I plan to stay in Hogwarts for a long time in the future, so I have to handle the relationship between colleagues well. It would be a good idea to take the opportunity to do Professor Snape a favor.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets really has no appeal to him. As for the materials on the basilisk, Professor Snape also generously said that he could leave some for Douglas as experimental materials.