The moonlight decorates the sky, the silver color spreads the earth, the towering castle adds a mysterious color, and the dense and deep forbidden forest turns into a darkness. Inadvertently, a little light flashes in the darkness.

Where light cannot shine, there is darkness; where people cannot see, there is secret. The three Harry trio bid farewell to Professor Lockhart and shuttled through the corridors of the castle...

The office was quiet, and Dismusk leaned leisurely on the chair, and the potential transaction with Dumbledore echoed in his mind. Yes! Actually, it was a transaction, obtaining a little information about the Holy Grail, and then finding a Tom Riddle. More information was in Tom's hands. This guy had some unknown relationship with Dumbledore. What was the relationship? Dismusk was very curious. Just as he was thinking about it, a commotion came from the corridor.

"You killed my cat!" In the water-stacked corridor, the administrator Argus grabbed Harry's collar and roared, "I want to kill you!"

Deafening sounds shuttled inside and outside the corridor. Dismusk suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall and other groups walking towards the scene.

Dis nodded to everyone, saying hello, and his steps kept moving with the flow.

"Agus!" Just as Argus was about to take the next move, Dumbledore yelled in real time, scaring Dismusk next to him, but he didn't expect that this old man was so confident!

Everyone walked in front of him and suddenly found the blood words on the wall. They were winding like rivers, but the setting sun was as bright as blood.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, his muddy eyes were filled with different emotions. He took a step closer and said, "Everyone follows the order and return to the dormitory."

Professors such as McGonagall strictly implemented Dumbledore's order and evacuated the crowd. Dismusk stood at the feet of blood, and he asked the breath of conspiracy.

"You three stay." Dumbledore pointed at the trio as the crowd gradually dissipated. Then he turned to Argus and said, "Agus, she was just petrified and not dead. But I don't know how to petrified."

"It's him, Harry did it." Argus said viciously at Harry.

"It's not like this, I swear." Harry's tone was a little flustered but more anxious. Then he turned his head and continued to look at Dumbledore, "I didn't meet Mrs. Loris at all!"

Mrs. Loris is that poor cat.

"Nonsense!" Argus replied madly.

"Suppose I'm taking the liberty, interrupt it." Dismusk cleared. "That night, Harry was in my office to help me handle the letters, and Ron and Hermione were there, so there was someone else in the murderer."

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, staring at Dismusk without blinking in his glasses. He didn't know what the old man was thinking. He didn't barely look away until the air seemed to solidify and said to Argus, "We can cure her well. Now in an extraordinary time, I hope everyone will act carefully."

Everyone dispersed, and Dismusk left first with a smile on his lips.

McGonagall looked at the man's back from a distance and said in a voice that only the two of them heard, "Mr. Lockhart is an enemy or a friend."

Dumbledore shook his head and slowly turned around and left

"It's an enemy, not a friend...it's a friend, not an enemy..."

The good show has slowly unfolded, and now for Dismusk, it is just waiting.

The waiting time is long, but time will not wait for anyone. It is passed by in a hurry. Dismusk has been crazy in the past few days. He is not a patient person. Since he became the Golden Saint Seiya, violence is the best solution. He became the godfather of the black party through violence, and even directly overturned the Holy Grail, and then pushed and destroyed the Volturi family, the vampire royal family since the "Legend of the Night".

Strength determines the brain, not thinking controls power, which is a difference in realm.

Although violence can destroy problems, it is not a solution. With the strength of one's own strength, many things do not need to be solved. Unfortunately, the difficult problems encountered in life cannot be solved by brute force. For example, where is Tom in front of you? Where is the Horcrux? Dismusk can do the only thing he can do now is wait. Waiting for information and waiting for the fish to bite the hook. Perhaps waiting can also temper a person's character, and the growth process is not smooth.

I don’t know how many days passed, but Dismusk didn’t remember how many classes he taught or participated in the Queba competition. Now his life is very regular, in the library, office, classroom, three points and one line, and people are much silent. Only when Hermione comes to him did the man smile more.

"Master, we have collected information from Tom Riddle." One night, Jane suddenly crawled in from the library window and bowed.

Dismusk sipped tea and said, "Where did you receive the news from that old man Dumbledore blocked so deeply?"

Jane couldn't help but smile, and then said, "The old man was hiding very deeply. There was no trace of Tom's existence in the school, but from the side, we learned that these big guys care about Harry Potter very much, so..."

"You guys caught Harry?" Dismusk frowned. After so many days of contact, he felt that Harry was a stubborn child, a little guy with a sense of justice. His clear personality was exactly the vitality that this world lacked.

"Oh? No!" Suddenly interrupted by Dismusk, Jane was stunned for a moment, then saw the man's impatience, and quickly explained, "I just let Alice feel Harry's future, but I didn't expect to see many unexpected gains."

"Tell me," Dismusk said in a slowed down.

"Alice will pick up a diary when she sees Harry and meets Tom Riddle." Jane replied affirmatively.

Dismusk stood up, walked to the window, looked out the window and replied, "That's enough."

"By the way, where is Alice? Why can't I feel her breath?" Then Dismusk asked.

"Alice's ability was used too much and she hid in the forbidden forest to eat." Jane responded.

"Finding her is very important to me. From today on, don't let her leave your vision!" Dismusk ordered.

"As for orders, master!" Jian replied in response, then jumped up and was about to leave the broken window, but he stopped again. He frowned and walked through his body and said softly, "Master, there is a big guy approaching us."

"I know, there is no bug that has a single hair."

Dismusk sat back on the chair, picked up the magic book in his hand and continued to study. From time to time, his hands were gesturing something. Jane paused for a moment, and saw the master expressing this, she was not wandering, and left and disappeared into the moonlight for a moment.

The next day, there was another riot in the castle. Dumbledore actually changed the rules of the whole school and prohibited students from walking after 7 o'clock in the evening. At this moment, Dismusk realized that someone had been petrified again, and he was still very familiar with this person.
Chapter completed!