Chapter 501 - 501: 501: Ravenclaw's Diadem

The two of them entered the Room of Requirement, and Kasenhis immediately put on his monocle and started searching around.

Then he discovered that a huge number of the items displayed through the monocle were the kind of things that would get this book beaten to death by the censors.

"What the hell is going on? Can Hogwarts students seriously not find anything else to do besides messing around with stuff below the waist?" Kasenhis said in disbelief.

Dumbledore looked at him in surprise.

"What do you mean?"

Kasenhis casually made another monocle and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Young people are simply too timid. Look at you, getting frightened by something like this."

Dumbledore took the monocle while speaking, removed his half-moon spectacles, and fitted the monocle into his eye.

The instant he did, he painfully closed his eyes.

"You should pay me for wearing this monocle," Dumbledore said.

Kasenhis rolled his eyes.

"You should be paying me for walking into this room. I swear this place smells like protein and seafood."

"And shouldn't you be charging those young wizards instead?"

Dumbledore shrugged.

"Who knows which of these things belongs to whom? Some of them may have graduated already. And honestly, these things are understandable. If they weren't this embarrassing, there'd be no need to hide them here in the first place."

"Mm-hm..."

Kasenhis shrugged.

"I'm mainly worried about cross-contamination."

As he spoke, he manipulated pixelated flames and burned every unsightly object to ashes.

In the end, the room was left packed with nothing but Dark Arts items.

Dangerous, yes.

But at least they could look around now.

"Put these dragon-hide gloves on, Kasenhis."

Dumbledore tossed the gloves over to him.

Kasenhis flicked a finger, and an invisible force immediately sent them flying back.

"I'll pass. If I wear those, little Ender will start hissing at me again."

"Suit yourself. Your life is absurdly hard to kill anyway. Though why do you raise a dragon like it's a cat?" Dumbledore said with a shrug.

He put on the gloves himself and began rummaging through the sea of Dark Arts objects while muttering under his breath.

Kasenhis shrugged helplessly.

"Maybe my dragon is just special. He gets jealous."

Dumbledore bent over as he searched.

"You really are lucky. These young wizards can't even find the core principle of Dark Arts. Maximum cost, minimum power."

"Is that really something worth comparing?" Kasenhis asked speechlessly.

"Just treat it as the ramblings of a bored old man. Oh, I think this must be the Half-Blood Prince's textbook Harry mentioned."

Dumbledore pulled a black Potions textbook out from a corner.

"The Half-Blood Prince... knows Potions? And Severus had that reaction when he heard the spells from inside it..."

Kasenhis, who had been working on the other side of the room, suddenly stopped.

He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"That's right. Our Half-Blood Prince is none other than Professor Snape himself, Severus Snape."

Dumbledore stood up with a smile and handed the textbook over.

"Wow... Severus really gave himself a pretty flamboyant nickname when he was young."

Kasenhis accepted the textbook and looked at the signature inside.

In the end, he completely failed to control his expression and started laughing like a snow leopard.

Snow leopard: shut up!

...

The two continued examining the remaining Dark Arts objects.

Anything that might be useful was kept.

Anything useless was destroyed.

Until Dumbledore noticed a beautiful diadem resting on the head of a training dummy, with a Dark Arts attribute mixed among its entries.

"Oh... it looks beautiful."

Dumbledore carefully removed the diadem and spoke slowly.

"It's dangerous too. Is it a Horcrux?" Kasenhis asked with a glance.

"We'll know if we test it."

Dumbledore pulled out his wand and pointed it at the diadem.

"Reducto!"

Nothing happened.

"Maybe it is. You should soak it in milk and see."

Dumbledore handed the diadem to Kasenhis.

Kasenhis accepted it and pulled out a bucket of milk.

"You're treating this thing like an Oreo."

As the diadem was submerged in the milk, wisps of black mist began seeping out of it.

Kasenhis raised an eyebrow.

"Looks like we found it."

"Yes."

Dumbledore very wisely took firm possession of the diadem.

At this point, there was a very good chance this was Lady Ravenclaw's relic.

All he needed to do now was keep it securely in his own hands and make absolutely certain that certain shameless robbers didn't touch even a tiny part of it.

As for who the diadem really belonged to, and whether it was truly Headmistress Ravenclaw's...

That wasn't important.

They could deal with that later.

Keeping the diadem in his own hands was important.

Kasenhis looked at Dumbledore clutching the diadem like a dragon guarding its treasure and curled his lip.

Stingy.

He had never seen anyone this stingy before.

Was he the kind of person who seized things through trickery and force?

The property of Hogwarts's founders obviously belonged to Hogwarts.

That was beyond question.

How could he possibly do something so utterly shameless, something only the worst beast among beasts would do?

Complete slander!

As he thought that, Kasenhis pulled out his flask with Hufflepuff's Cup built into it, unscrewed the lid, and took a small sip.

The wisdom of Hogwarts's four founders truly had no end.

"Hmm... if we leave now, we might still make it back in time for lunch."

Dumbledore's first thought after obtaining the diadem was apparently to leave immediately and go eat.

It was as if every other Dark Arts object in the room had suddenly become completely unimportant.

Dumbledore shrugged.

"All I can say is that they really aren't that important. They're complicated, yes, but their lethality and danger are generally quite low. I'm not even sure any of them could beat Harry."

"Alright."

Kasenhis continued sorting the remaining objects.

Then he suddenly realised something awkward.

He and Dumbledore had stormed into the Room of Requirement and completely looted everything the young wizards had hidden here over who knew how many years.

...

Dumbledore really was the worst beast among beasts!

Kasenhis looked at the thoroughly looted Room of Requirement and cursed him with simple sincerity.

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