Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Lucius was ready to leave but the house elf who stood behind him was behaving strangely.

His two gigantic eyes stared at Harry, it was pointing at Dumbledore’s desk and then to Malfoy while pounding his head with his fist.

Harry then understood what Dobby was trying to tell him.

He nodded at Dobby, and Dobby backed into a corner, now twisting his ears in punishment.

“Mr. Malfoy, don’t you want to know how Ron got the diary?” asked Harry.

“What!” Lucius looked at Harry with disgust, “My time is precious, I have no interest in learning how a twelve-year-old got a diary.”

Harry raised his voice, “Ron said that he got it from Ginny’s Transfiguration book, and I remember at Flourish and Blotts you picked up Ginny’s book, that must have been when you secretly stuffed the diary in. Am I right?”

When Mr. Weasley heard this, he jumped up and stared at Lucius angrily. He would have rushed over if Mrs. Weasley didn’t stop him.

Evan noticed that Lucius clenched his hands into fists and then loosened them.

“Where is your evidence?” said Lucius with a hoarse voice.

“There is no way to provide evidence!” Smiled Dumbledore and said, “Riddle has vanished from this book but Lucius, I would like to give you a piece of advice. Don’t give out any more of Voldemort’s old school things and if anymore find their way into innocent hands, I think for one, Arthur will make sure it is tracked back to you…”

Lucius stood still for a moment, his right-hand twitched, as if he was about to draw his wand but he restrained himself.

“I will remember your advice, Dumbledore.” He turned to the house elf and said, “Let’s go, Dobby!”

He wrenched open the door and as the elf hurried over, Lucius kicked Dobby out of it. Everyone could hear Dobby squeal in pain as he was kicked along the corridor.

While Evan was looking at the back of Lucius, he felt a little bad for him since when the dark lord returns in a few years he will have a horrible time.

Harry stood in silence while staring at the diary, he frowned and pondered for a moment.

“Professor Dumbledore!” said Harry hurriedly, “May I return this diary to Mr. Malfoy?”

“Of course, you can, Harry!” said Dumbledore calmly, “But after that, you need to go to the school hospital so Madam Pomfrey can treat your wounds.”

Harry then grabbed the diary and rushed out of the office. Evan thought for a moment, he then whispered something in Hermione’s ear, she nodded and ran. Ron, Hagrid, and the Weasleys looked worried so the followed.

In the blink of an eye, only Dumbledore and Evan were left in the office.

“Sit down, Evan!” Dumbledore pointed to a chair, “It seems you have something to say to me.”

Evan nodded and sat down since he had caught Dumbledore’s attention, it would be better to avoid it then to take the initiative.

“Relax would you like some cockroach clusters, I heard you like them.” Dumbledore took a jar of sweets and offered it to Evan.

“No thank you, Professor!” Evan shook his head in a hurry, he only advertised the candy in the paper once and even the ghost knew how he liked it.

“In fact, I have something I would like to say to you. First, I must thank you for helping Harry in the Chamber of Secrets.” Dumbledore’s eyes shone, “I haven’t seen an excellent young wizard like you in a long time, excluding Riddle of course. Seeing you reminds me of an old friend.”

Evan was still secretly wary even though the other side told him to relax.

He knows Dumbledore’s history, and he knows who his old friend is. He is probably thinking about the dark lord before Voldemort so it wasn’t a good comment.

“You flatter me, Professor! I just know a little more than others in the same year.” said Evan modestly, “But in Hermione’s words, I’m just a bookworm.”

“You aren’t a simple bookworm though; I have read your articles and they are brilliant. I have subscribed to almost every issue of the Hogwarts’ magic.”

“Professor, if you’re talking about the articles in the academic research section, I’m sorry but they were given to me by Riddle before I knew he was Voldemort.”

“Yeah, those studies were really profound, and like I said Riddle was the best student Hogwarts has ever had.” Dumbledore stared at Evan, “You are like him in some place but you are different and you have friends.”

Evan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Dumbledore’s remark.

He knew it was his relationship with Harry, his attitude toward power and his Muggle origins the finally put the other person on his guard.

Otherwise, with Dumbledore paying attention to him, he wouldn’t be able to keep a single secret at Hogwarts.

If I am even a little bit dangerous, I will probably be illuminated.

After all, Dumbledore wouldn’t let a third dark lord rise to power.

But then again, Evan doesn’t have an interest in power, immortality, or anything like that.

So, Dumbledore is just a little worried.

When Evan was preparing to leave to look for Harry, Dumbledore suddenly asked, “Evan do you know what this diary is?”

“That’s simple, it is a Horcrux!” said Evan without thinking.

‘Damn it isn’t a wise thing to expose what I knows prematurely, even though I intend to fight Voldemort but I don’t want to become a disposable pawn.’ thought Evan.

He didn’t know why he said it but Dumbledore’s voice seems to have a magic about it. It can make people unconsciously say what they are thinking.

Dumbledore was surprised when he heard Evan’s words. He didn’t think the boy would have guessed what it was. He was going to disclose some information but he didn’t think Evan knew so much.

“Yes, it is a Horcrux but can you tell me how you know?” said Dumbledore kindly.

“Rowena Ravenclaw told me, she said it was a wicked spell, capable of splitting the soul.”

“What?!” When Evan mentioned Rowena Ravenclaw, Dumbledore really froze.

To avoid the suspicion of the other, Evan hurriedly told him what had happened, including that the four founders left secret treasures.

“Ravenclaw’s time turner is marvellous!” Dumbledore soon regained his composure, “I hope you can find the hidden treasure through the four founders test.”

Evan nodded; Dumbledore seemed to believe him.

“You must already know Voldemort is the last descendant of Salazar Slytherin, he should be the last Parseltongue but Harry can speak parseltongue to. If I’m not mistaken, he shifted some of his powers to Harry the night he left that scar.”

Evan shrank back, he wondered what Dumbledore meant. Of course, he knew what the other side said and he even knew Harry was a Horcrux.

“I mean, no matter the circumstance, no matter the incident, you will certainly stand on Harry’s side, right?”

“Yes!” replied Evan hastily, “He is my friend and I will help him in the face of Voldemort and anyone else.”