On the black marble, the white inscriptions are easier to read in the dim light, and they seem to shine in the dark.

Locke

Irwin was born on December 12, 1966 and died on May 3, 1980.

He took care of 12 companions during the flu and unfortunately died of the disease.

"Locke Irwin..." Felix murmured, recalling that when he was 9 years old, he fell on the hospital bed. When he was at his weakest, there was a person who took care of him all the time.

Three days before he recovered, Irwin's figure disappeared. He begged the dean to tell him, but he got a heavy sigh.

That was the first time he deeply understood death.

Felix stood quietly in front of the tombstone, like a silent statue. After about an hour, his figure disappeared.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Felix returned to the office. Earlier, he used the patronus to inform his assistant to cancel the magic text tutoring this weekend.

After a little preparation, he knocked on the door of the principal's office.

The room was very dim. Dumbledore looked up from his desk and looked at him through his half-moon glasses. "Felix... please take a seat and wait a moment. The light in the office is a little dim."

He raised something that looked like a silver lighter and pressed it a few times. Light balls flew out of it and the office immediately became bright.

"What is this?" Felix asked with interest.

"I made a little gadget myself. I call it a light extinguisher. It can absorb and release light sources." Dumbledore said.

Felix sat opposite him and took out a diary and a brand new crown.

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the crown at the first time. He stood up and bent down to examine it carefully. "This is... if I'm not mistaken..."

"Yes, the crown of Ms. Ravenclaw."

Dumbledore looked at Felix and keenly noticed his use of the word "Ms.", which few people would say.

He quickly thought of the fact that his headmaster's authority was borrowed for a short time. The speculation in his mind made him a little horrified, but he quickly ruled out this possibility.

His eyes turned to the diary, which was not so eye-catching. It looked tattered and there was a hole in the middle.

But Dumbledore stared at it for a longer time, his fingers constantly groping the broken end. "Powerful Fiendish Curse," he frowned, but did not rush to comment. For a moment, his blue eyes widened, "So that's it, yes, that's it..."

After a long while, he moved his eyes away from it. Dumbledore whispered in admiration, "It really surprised me. I thought that nothing would surprise an old man like me. It seems that your story will open my eyes."

Felix began to tell his "experience", starting from a very early time, "On the night of the end of the Chamber of Secrets adventure, Draco Malfoy found me. He seemed panicked, but very alert, and brought an evil black magic item..." He nodded to the diary on the table. He

said that he suspected that the diary was related to the opening of the Chamber of Secrets, so he tried to talk to it, but there was no response.

"This is inconsistent with Mr. Malfoy's experience. I plan to observe for a while and set up strict magical protection for this purpose."

Dumbledore crossed his hands, supported his chin, and listened quietly.

"Until the duel class, I found that the ban I set was broken. I hurried back and found a house elf named Dobby. I used a potion on it and accidentally got the truth about the Chamber of Secrets." Felix said.

"So..."

"The diary is Voldemort's relic. For uncertain reasons, he gave the diary to Lucius Malfoy, and Lucius took advantage of an unexpected encounter in front of Flourish and Blotts to hide the diary in the book of Ginny Weasley, the youngest daughter of the Weasley family."

Dumbledore sighed, "It matches some of my guesses. As far as I know, the Ministry of Magic searched several pure-blood families during that period, ostensibly to investigate dark magic items. Lucius may have been anxious and wanted to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible."

"Dobby was extremely grateful to Potter. He did not hesitate to disobey his master's orders and protect Potter in the way he could, even though..." Felix smiled, "Maybe it caused trouble for Potter himself."

"Ah, this kind of pure emotion can often exceed our imagination." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"In short, I realized the danger and prepared to destroy the diary, but conventional magic didn't work at all, so I used Fiendfyre." Felix said openly, without hiding the fact of dark magic.

Dumbledore didn't say much: "Maybe... this is indeed a good way."

Then, Felix explained that when he was tracking down the Chamber of Secrets, he accidentally discovered a mysterious room. "I think its magic is very interesting, and I plan to study it in my spare time."

"On the eighth floor of the castle, on the tapestry where the troll hit Barnabas with a club?" Dumbledore repeated, showing a thoughtful expression. He smiled and said, "Your words have helped me solve a long-standing mystery."

"You know it too?" Felix asked knowingly. He couldn't say that he had used you to do all kinds of strange tests, right?

"Oh, that was a wonderful experience, but maybe I underestimated its use at the time..."

Felix didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and talked about the two ghosts again. He and Barrow knew each other when they were in school and had accidentally heard their conversation.

He said with some shame: "At first, I saw the manuscript left by Ms. Ravenclaw in the library with utilitarian purposes, and I became curious about the era a thousand years ago. I deliberately made friends with Helena."

Dumbledore comforted him, saying, "When I was young, I also made friends with many famous wizards with utilitarian purposes."

"Thank you, Dumbledore." Felix said, "At that time, I had another idea. As a friend of Barrow, I hoped to ease Helena's resentment towards him."

"But as I got to know her more, I found that Helena was a very good lady. It was very pleasant to chat with her. I enjoyed the process very much." Felix's voice became low.

Next, Felix reduced his description of Helena. He didn't want to mention her name in a pile of lies.

"... I realized that the Room of Requirement might be the secret room left by Ravenclaw. I took her in and saw the memories left by Rowena Ravenclaw a thousand years ago."

Dumbledore's hand stroking his silver beard stopped. He listened attentively, not wanting to miss a word.

"…Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw found the tiara. She said that there was an evil soul hidden inside it. It is said that this magic originated from the despicable Hercule, a famous dark wizard in ancient Greece."

Dumbledore's face was solemn, and he uttered a word: "Horcrux."

"Yes, it is this magic. I thought of the diary and gave it to Ms. Ravenclaw. After her confirmation, the diary is also one of the Horcruxes."

"Very perceptive, Felix." Dumbledore said.

"Afterwards, Ms. Ravenclaw used the huge magic of Hogwarts to destroy it. Before completing her mission, she remade the tiara."

Felix finished the story.