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⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒ Harry, Ron, and Y/N covered in muck and slime stand in Dumbledore's office. Fawkes perches on a pedestal behind Dumbledore, who sits at his desk, examining the charred diary. He looks up, regarding the children's gravely.
"Ingenious. Simply... ingenious." He says
"Of course, Tom Riddle was probably the most brilliant student Hogwarts has ever seen. I taught him myself fifty years ago. After he left, I would occasionally hear stories of his activities dark rumors but after awhile, even the rumors stopped. When he finally resurfaced as Lord Voldemort, most people had completely forgotten the clever Head Boy he'd once been."
Ginny then spoke up. "I didn't know whose diary it was, sir. I swear. I found it inside my cauldron."
Y/N was suspicious. Diagon Ally they met Lucius. "But I understand if... given all the trouble I've caused... if you"
"Wiser wizards than you have been hoodwinked by Lord Voldemort, Miss Weasley. No, I think you've endured enough. I would suggest a bit of bed rest, however. And perhaps a large mug of hot chocolate. I always find that cheers me up. Minerva, will you show Arthur and Molly up to the hospital wing?" Dumbledore said
"Certainly, Albus." She responded.
As they exit, Harry and the others watch them go. While in the distance they hear Mrs Weasley's conversation with Ginny.
"A diary that writes back to you Honestly, Ginny! What were you thinking? Haven't I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain!" Mrs. Weasley says.
Meanwhile the children still in dumbledore's office. Regarding all the rules once again. "You two realize, of course, that in the last few hours, you have broken perhaps a dozen school rules? Not to mention putting my daughter and the rest of you in danger."
"Yes sir" they harmonized. "And that there is sufficient evidence to expel you three and have my daughter sent to Beauxbâtons."
"Yes sir" they harmonized again. "Therefore, it seems only fitting..."
Their eyes sparkled. "That you three receive Special Awards for Services to the School. And let me see...yes, I think two hundred points apiece, which, I believe, should be more than enough to secure Gryffindor the House Cup."
"Thank you sir!" They said harmonized once again but more exciting. "Now, Mr. Weasley, if you would, have an owl deliver these release papers to Azkaban. We need our gamekeeper back." Ron nods and takes the envelope.
"It's just, you see, sir, I couldn't help noticing certain things. Certain similarities. Between Tom Riddle and us." Harry gestured.
