Chapter 87: Is Everything a Curse?

Chapter 87: Is Everything a Curse?

"Absolutely thrilling! I never even dreamed of such a plot twist." Fred and George muttered to each other, taking a detour and hiding in the bushes, peeking through the gaps to catch the commotion.

Dumbledore held Fawkes' hand, "Fear not, Fawkes. You'll be alright."

"You promise, Dumbledore?" half of his face turned pitch-black.

"I promise you, Fawkes."

Fawkes' expression gradually eased, and he drifted off to sleep.

Dumbledore withdrew his radiant fingers and turned to Kingsley, "We need to take him to the infirmary."

"But Minister Fawkes said..."

"The basilisk venom needs to be dealt with swiftly," Dumbledore stated.

The man named Kingsley quickly acquiesced, "I'll follow your lead."

Dumbledore turned to Flitwick and McGonagall, "Filius, Minerva, stay here, maintain order, and remove the basilisk." The two professors nodded in agreement.

Hagrid volunteered to carry Fawkes, and with Dumbledore and Kingsley, he strode purposefully towards the direction of the infirmary.

Lucius took advantage of the chaos to find his son, Draco Malfoy.

"What's the truth about the Chamber?" Lucius inquired.

"Potter and his gang did it! Dad, Potter's a Parseltongue, and that's how he found the Chamber!" Draco said, his expression sour.

"Parseltongue!" Lucius was genuinely taken aback; he had thought that it was his discarded diary given to the Weasley girl that had been discovered.

"Have they found out who opened the Chamber?" Lucius asked vaguely.

"No, not yet," Draco said, fearful, glancing at his father. He stuttered and didn't mention his brief episode of being controlled by a dark magical item.

"Is that so?" Lucius didn't catch this minor detail. His expression became enigmatically profound.

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Rita Skeeter wanted to capture the Minister of Magic's dire situation on film, but when she glanced at the scene with Ludo Bagman, after some consideration, she quickly settled on her true target.

With comrades like these, you had to mess with them!

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

"And," she toyed with her nails, "also think about how to clear your name from attacking the Minister of Magic."

"It was an accident!" Lockhart gritted his teeth as he stared at her, but she left satisfied.

He clutched his wand and considered making a move several times, but in the end, he gave up. He returned despondently to his office.

The lively courtyard once again regained its tranquility.

The twins exchanged a glance and silently left. Behind a pillar, Harry and his friends exchanged bewildered looks.

"Dirty money dealings!" Hermione exclaimed indignantly.

Ron shrugged, "That's normal. My dad got wind of the Malfoy Manor search way before today. You think why?"

Harry looked in the direction Lockhart had left, unable to help asking, "Do you think Lockhart might end up in prison?"

Ron answered without hesitation, "Hard to say, but if I were Fudge, I mean, as the Minister of Magic, I can't afford to lose that man."

"Don't you find it too coincidental?"

"What?"

"Everything that happened today was accidental, wasn't it? Considering that the basilisk has been dealt with, he could have smoothly sailed through a whole year, then write a book like 'My Year at Hogwarts' and earn a fortune in Galleons."

"You mean, the Curse of the Mysterious Figure?" Ron caught on.

Hermione blinked, quite interested. "A rather intriguing notion, Harry. Maybe the curse's true nature is to amplify the probabilities of various accidents. We could investigate."

Ron wore a pained expression, "Hermione, don't you think you're too busy lately? Let me calculate: classes, assignments, weekends teaching Muggle Studies, grading papers, studying special Transfiguration, and now you want to research curses..."

Hermione snorted and retorted, "Don't you think unraveling mysteries is quite fulfilling, Ron?"

...

Meanwhile, Rita Skeeter, who had initially been leisurely enjoying the scenery, doubled back after rounding a corner in the courtyard.

Her gaze searched relentlessly. Lockhart had moved quickly, and she had lost sight of him. However, she soon spotted an opportunity—

"Hey, you three! Young wizards, stop for a moment."

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