Chapter 12

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The Gryffindor Quidditch team were the first to notice they'd been locked into their common rooms when the fat lady would not open to let them out for practice. Not to be deterred Oliver opened the largest window and attempted to fly his broom out of it only to fall off as the tip of the broom encountered the wards.

"What's going on?" he demanded of the empty portrait.

"We're going back to bed," Angelina, Alicia and Katie said yawning. They hurried up the girls staircase before Oliver could stop them.

"Us too," Fred and George edged away, almost too tired to talk in tandem.

"No wait we could still have our strategy meeting," Oliver protested loudly.

"Doesn't our strategy depend on how good our new seeker is?" Fred asked tiredly.

Oliver grimaced, "I can't believe Potter didn't come back to school," he said.

"I can, he nearly died how many times in the last two years?" one twin said.

"I believe it may have been five, Brother Dear," answered the other twin.

"Oh no, six at the very least Dear Brother," countered the first twin.

"Stop that," Oliver snapped. "Why didn't he come to us for help?"

"Did you ever show an interest in him away from quidditch?" Fred asked.

"Or any concern about his wellbeing? George asked.

"Catch the snitch or die trying?" they recited together.

"And he very nearly did," George added seriously.

"On more than one occasion," Fred contributed frowning thoughtfully.

"It isn't surprising that he didn't think he could ask us for help. And then Mum and Ginny tried to trap him with that ridiculous contract," George said.

"Dad was there too, and Dumbledore," Fred put in.

"He didn't know who to trust," George announced.

"Oh yes he did," Fred argued. "He trusted Hermione."

"And she took him away," George finished.

"Professor Dumbledore won't let me hold seeker trials until next week. He said Potter will be back by then," Oliver said.

"Not willingly…"

"Dumbledore has been looking for…"

"…Harry and Hermione…"

"...all summer…"

"…what makes him think…"

"…that he'll find them now." The twins asked Oliver.

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In Ravenclaw it was the seventh years headed to the library that discovered they were locked in Ravenclaw tower. They tried again to get out and then settled for sitting at the study desks in the common room and getting out the books they already had in their own bookshelf. The fifth and sixth years came down to find them hard at work and asked why.

"Portrait wouldn't open," Penelope said without looking up from her work. "I imagine professor Flitwick will be here to explain it soon enough."

The others saw the sense in this and calmly pulled out their own books to fill time profitably.

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In Hufflepuff, they noticed the door and simply sat down to chatter and catch up until it was opened, stomachs rumbled and students brought out the sweets and snacks left over from the train ride to share.

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Aurora Sinistra let herself into the common room before any of her Slytherins came up the stairs from the dormitories. She didn't want them to start fights over why the door wouldn't open.

The first students to enter were a pair of first year girls who looked at her in fright.

"It's alright, I have an announcement for the house once everyone is up here," Aurora said. "If you like you can go and knock on the dormitory doors and tell everyone."

She gave the girls a choice because she didn't know the new students yet or where they might fit in the power structure of the house. She'd order an older student to do it once they came down.

"Um, we will do the girls dormitories," one of them squeaked, grabbing the other by the hand and dragging them back down the girls' stairs.

"There's a professor in the common room waiting to give us an announcement!" she called knocking on the year's dorm confidently.

The first years rushed out still tucking in shirts and carrying ties, socks and shoes, the second years called out thanks and finished dressing, the third years grunted at the announcement but came out with the second years the fourth years ignored the first years' announcement and the fifth and sixth years yelled out abuse and threats. The two first years knocked very hesitantly on the seventh year dorm.

"Professor Snape is back?" the girl who answered the door asked.

"No, a female professor asked me to call everyone," the first year said anxiously.

The girl sighed, "I guess it's bad news. Come on, we best get it over with," she called back into her dorm and the other seventh years came out grumbling. The seventh year prefect opened the other dorm rooms ordering the occupants to get a move on and not leave the professor waiting.

Aurora had sent Pansy Parkinson, the first older student that came up to the common room to rouse the boys' dorms so the girls were all assembled and seated on the furniture by the time the boys started to arrive. The older boys tried to kick the younger girls off the couches when Professor Sinistra stopped them. "I won't tolerate in house bullying. If you wanted a decent seat you should have arrived earlier," she said firmly.

"Now I have several pieces of news to share with you this morning and then breakfast will be delivered here in the common room. Firstly, I'm sad to say that Professor Snape was found guilty of possession of illegal potions ingredients and child endangerment and abuse, he has been sentenced to thirty years in Azkaban. As such I have been named the next head of Slytherin house. The second and possibly more important to you is that it has been decided that the Hogwarts wards need urgent upgrades and you will all be returning home this morning until those upgrades are completed."

The room exploded in conversation.

"Silence, does anyone have any questions for me?" Aurora demanded.

"My parents were arrested when my brother was expelled. Where am I to go?" a second year asked anxiously.

"Where did your brother go?" Aurora asked.

"His godfather sent him to Durmstrang but my godparents are out of the country."

"I'll pass that on to the Headmistress, is there anyone you would like to stay with?"

"She would be welcome to stay with me," her best friend offered.

"I'd like that," the anxious student agreed, looking relieved.

"Put that on the list and we will confirm that with your family. Does anyone else not have a place to go?"

Several others were easily sorted through offers from friends and cousins, Aurora called for the elves to bring breakfast. Be ready with your luggage by eight o'clock she ordered.

The older girls groaned and raced upstairs to start packing, while the younger children and the boys who hadn't yet unpacked fell on the food as if they hadn't eaten in days.

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Housing problems were just as easily sorted in the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff houses but there was a second year in Ravenclaw who nobody invited to visit until her father could be tracked down. She didn't seem bothered about the idea of living at home on her own but Filius wasn't satisfied with that. As a part goblin, he wasn't able to take her to his home so he asked the rest of the staff for advice.

"I would've been happy to keep the girl until her father turns up, but we need to get to the inquest," Poppy said. "Who knows how long it's going to take?"

"Anyone else I'd be likely to ask is in the same predicament. I'd ask Andi to take her but she's just agreed to take in Draco Malfoy. I wouldn't want to burden her," Minerva said.

"What about her friends?" Pomona asked.

"She, doesn't seem to have any," Filius said sadly. "Her dorm mates all seem to actively dislike her."

"Her family lives in Ottery St Catchpole, is her family friendly with the Weasleys or the Diggorys?" Poppy asked.

"I'll ask Cedric," Pomona said.

"The Weasleys have had enough trouble lately with what happened to Ginevra, and they've yet to be formally charged with the attempt to force Potter into an inappropriate betrothal, I don't think it would be appropriate at this time to put another innocent child into their care," Minerva said.

The other professors looked shocked.

Luckily, Cedric was sure his mother would be happy to take in the girl and mother her a bit, Amos had little time for Xenophilius Lovegood, but his mother had been friendly with Pandora Lovegood prior to her death three years ago. Luna remembered Mrs Diggory and agreed to the solution, and all the students were sorted. Minerva used the magic used to address the school letters to inform all the parents of the school closing and reminded the students not returning to their own homes that it was their responsibility to write to their parents and inform them of their accommodations.

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The last of the Slytherin students had left, sealed into the carriages to protect them from the Dementors when the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw entrances were unlocked and the students told to leave their trunks in the common room and come downstairs to board their carriages, once the rush of students had passed the Gryffindors were allowed down to join the chaos.

"We should have moved the Gryffindors first and the Slytherins last," Aurora said watching the latecomers trickle down.

"It wouldn't have helped they would've been even less ready earlier. I should have demanded they bring their packed trunks down to the common room before the elves let them eat," Minerva said sighing.

Finally, all the students were accounted for and on their way to the station where the Aurors were releasing them from the carriages and protecting them as they boarded the train allocating them to train carriages according to their houses, sealing each one for protection as it was filled. Minerva and the professors all breathed a sigh of relief as the last of the students left without incident.

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Ted and Nymphadora came to meet Andromeda as she collected Draco from Hogwarts after breakfast, though Nymphadora was one of the trainee aurors assigned to accompany the Hogwarts express.

"The courts will allow me to take custody of Draco, pending his parent's trials," Andromeda said handing Minerva the documentation.

"Whimsy please collect Draco Malfoy and his belongings," Minerva ordered.

"You received no word from any of his other family?" Andromeda asked Minerva.

"No but honestly I never expected to once the head of the family said they'd been disowned years ago. They were no more likely to take him in than the Blacks would accept Nymphadora if something had happened to you and Ted. The two families split centuries ago and the French Malfoys are actually a very light family," Minerva replied. "Fawkes took his letter and returned emptyhanded about ten minutes ago."

Andromeda nodded her understanding.

Draco arrived, took one look at the muggle dressed Ted and Nymphadora and refused to go with them. "I'm not living with muggles! Where is my godfather?"

"He will be in Azkaban for the next thirty years," Minerva said trying to hide her satisfaction at that from the disappointed boy.

"And the French Malfoys?" Draco asked.

"Didn't reply to your letter, the head of house declined to take you and it seems his heirs aren't willing to cross him on your behalf," Minerva said more gently.

"They couldn't have even got it yet," Draco scoffed.

"I assure you Fawkes delivered the letter, and would have waited for a reply if there had been one forthcoming," Minerva said frowning dissapprovingly.

"Either you agree to live with Ted and I or you will be placed in the orphanage," Andromeda said.

"Where do you live?" Draco asked.

"We live in the muggle world. In north London," Ted replied.

"I'm not wearing clothes like that," Draco said gesturing derisively at his cousin.

"I'll have you know my clothes are very fashionable," Nymphadora exclaimed huffily.

"You don't have to, there are a lot of different muggle fashions," Andromeda reassured him.

"I think I'd rather go to an orphanage than live in the muggle world," Draco said.

"The orphanage is also largely in the muggle world since many of the children abandoned in our world are squibs," Minerva put in helpfully.

Draco looked even more horrified at the thought of living with squibs.

"Well let's not be too hasty, why don't you come home with us for the weekend and try it and we can make an appointment for you to see the orphanage on Monday," Ted said affably.

Draco thought for a moment then nodded. Anything would be better than spending the weekend locked in isolation at Hogwarts.

Draco followed Ted and Andromeda through the floo and was surprised when Ted quickly pulled him sidewards. He understood why when Nymphadora came staggering out of the floo, tripped on the hearth and fell flat on her face where Draco had been standing only moments before.

He laughed.

Ted frowned at him as he helped his daughter to her feet.

"Come upstairs and take off your robes. We have a rule in this house that wizarding clothes and items are to be used upstairs only. We often have muggle friends drop in without warning. I've laid out several different items of clothing for you on your bed," Andromeda instructed.

"I'm not wearing muggle clothes," Draco said.

"We'll then let's have a look through your trunk to see which of the clothes you do have that might pass muster," Ted replied soothingly. "Your school shirt and trousers would do, though they'll look a bit odd for you to be wearing on the weekend."

Draco sneered as he looked around the comfortable muggle style guest bedroom. "The bathroom is the next room along the hall," Ted said. "You'll be sharing it with Nymphadora so I hope you won't mind all her beauty stuff cluttered about. She starts at the Auror academy next week so she will have precedence in the mornings, I'm afraid they keep awfully early hours."

Draco growled as Ted opened his trunk and started sorting through the clothing. "That should have been locked."

"They had to undo the locking charms to inspect it. You can replace them when you get back into a school," Ted replied calmly.

He repacked the robes and clothes that only a wizard would wear into the trunk and locked it.

"Can I have my wand back?" Draco asked.

"You're not allowed to use it out of school," Ted replied. "I know you probably had wards that enabled you to hide your magic use at the manor but we don't. I don't want to risk you forgetting and having to face trial and potentially having your wand rights revoked for doing magic."

"That's stupid. Why not put up the wards, you're not a muggle," Draco said insultingly.

"No I'm not a muggle, but we are a law abiding family and that means no underage magic at home," Ted said firmly.

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Augusta called the Wizengamot to order promptly at ten o'clock. The visitors' Gallery had also been fully opened to capture as many people as possible. She sealed the room.

"The first order of business is security, we will again be discussing an attempt to return to life and take over wizarding Britain having been made by Tom Riddle, more commonly called He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and You-Know-Who. It is essential to all of our futures that nobody be able to take what is said today away and use it to help the dark lord Voldemort to be re-embodied.

Therefore, everyone who has not taken a vow to protect this information yesterday will now be asked to do so."

Starting with the Wizengamot members that had been absent the night before she handed over copies of the vow.

"Surely this is too extreme!" the first member protested.

"After hearing what we heard last night, this vow is entirely justified," Amelia replied. "It is of course your choice to refuse and leave but taking your seat for the inquest today is conditional on making this vow and the Wizengamot last night voted that attendance today was mandatory to remaining any positions in the ministry or at Hogwarts including your position on the Hogwarts board." She didn't have to tell him out loud that he would lose more than that if he chose not to make the vow, including the trust of everyone currently in this room.

"I, Caradoc Dearborn, Head of the House of Dearborn swear on my magic and my life to never by word or by action knowingly or wilfully assist Tom Riddle, also known as the dark lord Voldemort, You-Know-Who and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to return in any way, or to assist him or his followers in his quest to take over the British Wizarding world. So mote it be." Caradoc vowed unwillingly.

The other members seeing they had no choice made their vow, followed by those Aurors present before Amelia and the elves began on the gallery. Those who had taken the vow the day before were given prime seats while Amelia negotiated with the rest. The Hogwarts Staff all willingly complied and took their places. Several witches and wizards refused to take the oath and left the courtroom, some changing their mind when they realised that the Aurors were keeping record of who had refused and that this refusal could be used against them in the event they were arrested in future.

Eventually the entire room had either vowed or been removed from the courtroom and Augusta declared the inquest open.

"I call Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore to the stand," Amelia announced.

Albus took the stand and Amelia asked him to repeat the vow of truthfulness he'd made the day before. Albus frowned internally but vowed without protest and the questioning began.

"When did you first notice there was a problem in the last school year?" Amelia asked.

"The first indication something might be wrong was after the Halloween feast. Mr Filch's cat Mrs Norris was found hanging over some words painted in what was later determined to be chicken blood. The cat had been petrified," Albus said.

"And what actions did you take at that time?" Amelia asked.

"We, the professors and I tied to identify who had done it," Albus said confidently.

"And were you able to?" Amelia asked.

"No. There was some suspicion on Harry Potter and his friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger because they were found on the scene but these proved baseless."

"Was security increased at this time?" Amelia asked.

"Hagrid increased the security around the hen house and other poultry at that time because the roosters were all found dead next morning," Albus replied.

"Dead how? Amelia asked.

"Strangled without magic," Albus replied.

"Did he discover who had done it?" Amelia asked.

"Not at that time," Albus said. "It did become evident why it was done at the end of the year."

Amelia decided to leave that revelation for later. "What happened next?"

"Hagrid got a new rooster but it quickly met the same fate and it was decided to wait a month or so before getting another one," Albus reported.

"You weren't worried about the violent tendencies of whoever was doing it?" Amelia asked.

"We still hadn't discovered who was doing it and as they only attacked the roosters not the hens or the ducks or other animals we let the matter drop," Albus said.

"What actions were taken by you and the staff to ensure the students' safety after this?"

"We brought the curfew forward a few hours, encouraged students to only travel in groups and starred escorting the younger years between classes," Albus replied, well aware in hindsight that these precautions would've made little difference if the basilisk had been released when the hallways were full between classes.

"And would any of these methods have been effective against a basilisk?" Amelia demanded.

"No but to be fair, at that time we had no idea that the petrifications were caused by a basilisk. There are no documented cases anywhere of a basilisk petrifying people," Albus reminded her.

"Very well, what did you believe at the time was causing he petrifications?" Amelia asked.

"We did not know," Albus admitted.

"And not knowing the cause of the problem how did you come to the conclusion that the precautions you were taking were adequate?" Amelia asked.

"We were taking all possible precautions short of closing the school and it was felt that without knowing who or what was causing the petrifications, closing the school would only temporarily solve the problem. We speculated that the attacks would merely start again when the school reopened. At that time we believed the problem was caused by a disturbed student not a Basilisk that had been hidden in the school for 1,000 years, so moving the school to a different location didn't seem like a solution," Albus revealed.

Amelia could see some members of the Wizengamot nodding, it made sense to them that if the school had been closed then the culprit would have to be discovered before the students could safely return. It may have been the most prudent course of action but the wizarding world was nothing if not tradition bound, the idea of abandoning Hogwarts Castle as a school was unthinkable to most.

"In fact, in spite of the danger, the decision wasn't made to close the school until a pureblood was attacked. I never before believed that you are a pureblood supremacist!" Amelia countered.

"I'm not!" Albus said indignantly.

"Then explain to my why it was perfectly fine to keep the school open when muggleborn children were the only ones attacked. And why it was considered too expensive to purchase the restoration draught or it's ingredients rather than leaving the muggleborn students petrified in the infirmary for weeks but as soon as a pureblood was petrified the decision was made to close the school and the order for mandrake juice was sent within the hour."

"I cannot explain it, I did not make the decision to wait for our own mandrakes to mature, once the decision was made to close the school it became necessary to purchase mandrake juice rather than to transfer the students to St Mungo's where they would have to purchase the mandrake juice to make the restoration potion because the Hogwarts supply would be unavailable," Albus attempted to defend the decisions made.

"When did you first discover that the petrifications were caused by a basilisk?" Amelia asked.

"Are you sure Madam Bones? There has been no reports of a basilisk having the ability to petrify it's victims," Ralph Scamander asked.

"Yes we are sure. The goblins harvested the basilisk remains over the summer. The logical conclusion is that the reflection of a basilisk stare can petrify it's victim and once petrified they cannot then be killed by a direct glance because the victim isn't capable of meeting the glance in their petrified state," Amelia explained.

"Explain further" Tiberius Ogden demanded.

"The first victim was Mr Filch's cat who we suspect saw the reflection of the gaze in the puddles of water on the ground. The second victim was the muggleborn first year Colin Creevey was found with his camera up to his face looking through his camera lens, then muggleborn second year Justin Finch-Fletchley who from the position we found him, saw the basilisk through the transparent ghost Sir Nicholas De Mimsy Porpington and then finally muggleborn second year Hermione Granger and pureblood 5th year prefect Penelope Clearwater who were both found looking into a mirror that from their positions they had been using to look around the corner of the corridor," Augusta described how the students had been petrified instead of killed.

"It seems beyond miraculous that the basilisk was roaming free all those months and never killed anyone," Amelia commented.

"It wasn't roaming free, it was being set loose at the time of the attacks by another child being possessed by a diary of Tom Riddle," Albus explained.

"The basilisk was 68 feet long and over three feet in diameter, how on earth did such a thing move about the school to petrify students without being seen, did you question the portraits and the house elves?" Amelia asked.

"We questioned them all and the ghosts after Colin Creevey was petrified and again after Justin Finch-Fletchley was found. None of them were forthcoming with information, we later found that the one portrait that knew anything had also been petrified. Later knowledge suggested that the basilisk was mainly using the ancient plumbing to move around the school. All of the students were found on the south side of the school," Albus attempted to explain.

"You have on staff not one but two experts in magical creatures and a famous expert in Defence against the Dark Arts as well as some of the leaders of their fields in other areas. How was it then that the only person to look through the library until they found information on the creature causing the problem was a second year student? A second year student I might add who was petrified before she could share the information and the information was then found in her hand by another second year student a week later?" Amelia asked.

"Miss Granger's written marks are the highest the school has ever known and her research skills are unparalleled in our world," Albus replied.

"No matter how clever the girl is she's still a second year, a second year I might add with absolutely no knowledge of our world until she turned eleven, and if the information was in the library for her to find then it was there for you all to find," Amelia replied unimpressed.

Several of the Hogwarts staff and the Wizengamot nodded their agreement.

"What happened next, it was announced the school would close and then hours later it was announced that the problem was solved but you never filed a report as to what the problem and the solution were?" Amelia pressed.

"A student went missing and there was writing on one of the walls in chicken blood 'Her skeleton will lie in the chamber forever'," Albus said sombrely.

"And what did you do?" Amelia asked accusingly.

"Gilderoy was boasting that he knew where the entrance to the chamber was and how to defeat the beast in the chamber but none of the staff believed him. We called all the students to their common rooms and took roll call to find out who was missing and contacted her parents. Without being able to find the entrance to the chamber there was nothing else we could do," Albus said.

"What do you mean nobody believed him?" an outraged witch cried out from the gallery.

"Unfortunately, the world has been deceived by Gilderoy, he boasted to all his colleagues that he could do their jobs better than they could, but in practice he was quite inept. He was a poor teacher and his confidence in himself greatly outstripped his abilities. The only spell he excels in in the obliviate charm," Albus admitted.

Minerva and Filius both noticed that Albus had not admitted to being deceived by the DADA professor he had hired. Minerva thought it was because his pride didn't let him admit it but Filius wondered whether the Headmaster had known Lockhart would be an incompetent DADA professor. It was suspicious that he'd hired two incompetent professors in a row. Lupin this year seemed to know his stuff but it was too soon to tell.

There was an outcry of protest from most of the females in the room. Not from Augusta though and she ordered the one-way silencing charms on the observation gallery to be activated.

"And why hadn't you found the entrance?" one of the Wizengamot called out.

"The same reason it was never found in the past, it requires a parseltongue to open it," Albus replied reasonably.

"So, you're telling us that there were two students who speak parseltongue at Hogwarts last year?" Amos Diggory asked incredulously.

"Mr Potter is a parseltongue, but the other student involved wasn't. She was being possessed by Tom Riddle," Albus replied.

"So for the second year in a row, Tom Riddle managed to possess somebody in the school and nobody noticed?" Amelia asked.

"The girl was not being possessed in the same way as Professor Quirrel had been. She had been given the diary of Tom Riddle that interacted with her. She had no idea who she was writing to and when she wrote enough he was able to take temporary control of her, which explains why there were such large and varying periods of time between attacks. The child returned to herself with no memory of what she had done while she was possessed. She wasn't in any way to blame for the attacks that occurred when Voldemort possessed her and used her body to release the Basilisk. Undoubtedly, we could argue that she should have confided in someone but she was a scared eleven year old girl, she confided in her diary who reassured her everything was fine and encouraged her not to tell," Albus said earnestly wanting to protect Ginevra Weasley from the consequences of writing in the diary.

Fortunately for the child Amelia had no real interest in prosecuting an eleven year old for not realising the diary she found among her schoolbooks was dangerous.

"Shouldn't the wards have notified you that a student was being possessed?" Amelia asked concerned.

"I would have expected an attack like that to be reported by the wards but they didn't" Albus confirmed.

"And they didn't notify you the year before when there were students in the same room as Voldemort, or attacked by a troll. Or when one of your professors was possessed?" Amelia asked.

"The wards felt more active than usual last year but no I did not receive specific warning of any of those occurrences," Albus replied firmly.

"So what happened then?" Amelia asked.

Dumbledore thought that it would be better to offer as much as he wanted to tell of the story at once in the hope that Amelia would think it was the whole story. "Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley found the information about the Basilisk in Hermione Granger's hand and with a leap of intuition realised that the student who was killed when the chamber was opened fifty years ago might also be the ghost 'Moaning Myrtle' who haunts the girls' bathroom near where the first victims were found. They asked Gilderoy for assistance and somehow forced him to come with them to help. In hindsight they both admit they should have approached another professor but they were afraid that they would be stopped or delayed and the girl would die. They asked Moaning Myrtle what happened and she told them about the boy fifty years ago and the girl recently hissing at the sinks and disappearing down the tunnel, and a monster coming out of the tunnel. Harry Potter hissed at the sink and they went down the tunnel that appeared. There was a distraction down in the tunnel and Gilderoy Lockhart attacked them intending to obliviate all of their memories. The boys managed to protect themselves and the spell rebounded on Gilderoy, but it also collapsed the tunnel separating Harry Potter from the other two. After this point, we only have Harry's description of what happened. Harry told me that he killed the basilisk, rescued the missing child, and caused an avatar of Lord Voldemort to disintegrate by destroying an old Diary belonging to Tom Riddle."

The Wizengamot erupted with shouted questions and behind the silencing barrier you could see the gallery was doing the same.

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