[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring":3,"chapter-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting at Hogwarts, Logging into Elden Ring",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1496275,1944,"Chapter 101: Tom Comes Knocking, and the Aftermath","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>Some might say, \"But Filch's cat was petrified too! How could Filch be behind it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry had two theories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first: Filch did it on purpose—to divert suspicion from himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, it didn't make sense that the Basilisk's first victim would be a cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And ever since then, Filch had been especially hostile toward Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the night Mrs. Norris was petrified, Dumbledore had clearly said that the mandrakes could be handed over to Snape to brew the antidote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Filch insisted on entrusting the task to the unreliable Lockhart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone was suspicious—perhaps Filch didn't want the antidote to be made at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second possibility: Filch had no idea what he'd done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort could have possessed him, used him to release the Basilisk, and then wiped his memory afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, no one would ever know the Dark Lord had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his defeat the previous year, Voldemort would certainly have become more cautious—so such a plan wasn't impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Arthur had heard Harry's reasoning, he would've stood up and applauded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well done, young detective Potter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in fact, he did hear about it the next day, when Harry eagerly shared his suspicions with him, Hermione, and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur had to admit—Harry was right about Voldemort being the Heir of Slytherin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his suspect list… was getting ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last year it was Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This year it was Filch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would he accuse next year?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Harry decided to make Filch his prime suspect and planned to observe him in secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, before he could act, Snape caught up with him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Potter. Weasley. I trust you haven't forgotten your detention tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry groaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There went his surveillance plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, after sorting through several dozen pounds of slugs for Snape, the boys dragged themselves wearily down the corridor toward Gryffindor Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they passed a staircase, they noticed water flooding down the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait… this direction—Myrtle's bathroom?\" Harry guessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and Ron hurried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Moaning Myrtle was sobbing pitifully, water overflowing from the sinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they asked what happened, she wailed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Someone threw a book at me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That puzzled them. Ghosts could usually pass through solid objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of book could actually hit her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry picked it up. It was soaking wet—but curiously waterproof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the cover was written:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom Marvolo Riddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That name sounds familiar,\" Ron muttered. Then it clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw it in the trophy room once—he got some kind of Special Award for Services to the School, fifty years ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifty years again?\" Harry murmured. \"So what really happened back when the Chamber was first opened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron shook his head helplessly. How would he know?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifty years ago… I died here,\" Myrtle said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's head snapped up. \"You did? How?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know. I only remember seeing a pair of huge yellow eyes—and then… nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That confirmed the Basilisk connection, though it didn't bring them closer to the culprit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Harry presented the diary to the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You've got to be kidding me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and Dumbledore had been waiting for Voldemort to make a move—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the Dark Lord just delivered himself to their doorstep?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did you find this?\" Arthur asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In Myrtle's bathroom. Do you know who it belongs to?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course,\" Arthur said. \"And so do you. But this isn't the time for stories. I'll explain later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pocketed the diary immediately and headed straight for Dumbledore's office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Voldemort had hidden traps in it, better to deal with it fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just in case, Arthur tucked the diary safely into his system space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others stared after him, stunned. None of them had ever seen Arthur in such a hurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the entrance to the headmaster's office, he realized—he didn't know the password.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was nothing a little guesswork couldn't solve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chilled lemonade? Fizzing Whizzbees? Cockroach Cluster?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last one, the stone staircase began to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well then—'Cockroach Cluster' it is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head. Who on earth thought animated chocolate cockroaches were a good idea?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Dumbledore was, as usual, \"busy\" stroking his phoenix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this is your daily work routine?\" Arthur teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not office hours yet,\" Dumbledore replied mildly. \"Though I am curious—how did you get in here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Took the stairs,\" Arthur said with a straight face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joke went right over Dumbledore's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never mind. What brings you here? Don't tell me the 'rabbit' finally hit the tree?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was referring to the Chamber investigation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not quite,\" Arthur said. \"No rabbit this time—but Harry's found a wolf.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore blinked. \"I beg your pardon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked around the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you have any spells here to keep something from escaping? If not, cast one now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still puzzled, Dumbledore complied, activating the office's defensive wards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur added his own spatial barrier, just to be safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he pulled the diary out of his system space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore took one look at the cover—and froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tom…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recognition and a touch of melancholy flashed in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You haven't forgotten him, have you?\" Arthur asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course not,\" Dumbledore sighed. \"I was the one who brought him to Hogwarts. I take it you know the name he goes by now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Voldemort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. So—what's wrong with his old diary?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he could tell it was enchanted, Dumbledore hadn't yet guessed how.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn't just a diary,\" Arthur explained. \"It's a fragment of Tom's soul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore's eyes widened. \"You mean—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly. A Horcrux.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Dumbledore understood why Voldemort had survived the Killing Curse years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the old wizard fall silent, Arthur added,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don't believe me, you can talk to it yourself. Just write something on the page.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore already believed him, but decided to test it anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrote: Hello, Tom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ink sank into the page. A moment later, new words appeared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hello, to whoever found this diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore wrote again: Tom, it's Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the diary—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the—how did this end up in Dumbledore's hands?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his first Horcrux, the diary's sensory connection to the outside world was crude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only perceive things vaguely through emotional resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd sensed being discarded, then picked up again—so he'd hoped to manipulate whoever found it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never in his darkest dreams did he expect Dumbledore to be the one writing to him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic surged through the fragment of his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding white light burst from the diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur calmly pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The diary shot toward the office door—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only to slam headfirst into the barrier spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light faded. The diary flopped to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither wizard moved to pick it up. Who knew what tricks it still held?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" Arthur said, \"what now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This diary must be destroyed,\" Dumbledore decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Easy enough. Fiendfyre should do the trick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his wand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait!\" Dumbledore said quickly. \"That spell is dangerous. If it gets out of control, it will burn down the entire castle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine,\" Arthur sighed. \"Plan B, then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He summoned the Sorting Hat, reached inside, and drew out the Sword of Gryffindor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since he'd bonded with Hogwarts itself, he could summon the sword at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poured a vial of Basilisk venom over the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword shimmered, absorbing the poison until it gleamed with a deadly sheen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Arthur strode over to the diary—and plunged the sword straight through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing scream filled the air as dark smoke poured out of the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, silence. The diary lay still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All done?\" Dumbledore asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Done,\" Arthur said, brushing his hands. \"Looks like Voldemort tried to manipulate some poor student into releasing the Basilisk. Thankfully, everyone who saw it only saw reflections, so no one died.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore nodded grimly. \"Yes, we were lucky this time. But if he's made one Horcrux… there could be others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many do you think he made?\" the headmaster asked anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur shrugged. \"Who knows? Maybe you should've asked him before we stabbed it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he did know the exact number and locations—but explaining how he knew would be troublesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly changed the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, I'd worry more about the Board of Governors. The Daily Prophet's already run headlines about the 'Basilisk in Hogwarts,' and parents are furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And have you noticed Draco didn't go home for Christmas? That probably means Lucius is busy—rallying the Board to suspend you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I had to guess, your dismissal notice will be here within days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore looked at him with amusement. \"You've been thinking quite far ahead, I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Comes with experience,\" Arthur said modestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore smiled. \"Earlier you mentioned wanting to preserve the Basilisk's skin as a specimen. May I borrow it for a while?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? What for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To display at Hogwarts,\" Dumbledore said. \"It'll reassure the students that the threat is gone—and show the public we've already dealt with the danger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what about the Heir of Slytherin?\" Arthur asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've already taken care of that, haven't you?\" Dumbledore replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur realized the old man was trying to put him in the spotlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh no,\" he said quickly. \"You're not pinning that on me. I don't need that kind of attention.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore chuckled but didn't press.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what do you suggest?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Downplay it,\" Arthur said. \"Tell everyone the Heir's been secretly executed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"People won't believe that so easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then distract them—announce a 'Search for the Chamber' competition. Offer a nice reward for anyone who can find it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You wanted Harry to grow into a detective type anyway, right? Perfect training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still remember last year when he deduced Snape was trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and now he's convinced Voldemort's possessing Filch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur shared Harry's latest theory, and Dumbledore burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he finally calmed down, he nodded. \"Very well. We'll do as you say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Then I'll head back and explain the diary situation to Harry—without mentioning the Chamber.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please don't,\" Dumbledore said dryly. \"We already have one Hagrid. We don't need another blabbermouth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax,\" Arthur said with a grin. \"I'm not that talkative. Oh, and speaking of Hagrid—don't forget to clear his name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was, of course, referring to Hagrid being falsely accused of killing Myrtle fifty years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that Hagrid was practically Radahn's right-hand man, Arthur wasn't about to let that injustice stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visit my patreon for more chapters\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advance 30+ Chapters Available\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon.com\u002FWhiteDevil7554\u003C\u002Fp>",1736,"2026-06-06T04:19:46.381Z",1,"novelbin.me","b021246963ec2404aa7ebbe3aec7f7676b2b37baadf5a80f94494e5151260b34","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-102","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-100",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-cover.jpg"]