Voldemort Incarnated as Fear

In the corridor, Snape and Draco walked side by side.

Draco had just finished a Quidditch Match, and even though Snape had slowed down, he still had to jog to keep up with the pace.

Snape asked sternly, "Did your father tell you anything?"

"Explain what?" Draco asked, puzzled. "Professor Snape... I don't understand what you mean..."

"Before the start of the semester, did I give you any instructions? For example... the Chamber of Secrets?"

"No... Dad never told me any of this... Professor Snape ... The Chamber of Secrets really was opened? Those Mudblood ..."

Snape stopped in his tracks and shouted, "Draco Malfoy! Don't say that word! That's my advice to you!"

Draco's cheeks, which had been flushed from jogging, turned deathly pale.

He gasped for breath and stammered, "Professor Snape... I won't do it again..."

Snape resumed his icy tone, "Think carefully...did your father really not say anything? Like telling you to befriend certain people...like last school year?"

"Yes." Draco nodded honestly. "Dad told me... to get along well with Wizet. But he said that for safety's sake, it would be best to only contact her inside Hogwarts Castle."

Snape frowned slightly, instinctively pressing his left arm. "Contact only inside the castle?"

"Yes!" Draco nodded. "Dad also said... the best thing he ever did was befriend you. He... is very grateful to you..."

"Heh! Don't try to imitate his tricks!" Snape, still with a stern face, gave a couple of half-smiling snorts. "Let's go! Keep up the good work!"

Wizet took a few steps forward, pressed her wand against Dobby's temple, and closed her eyes.

Harry stared wide-eyed, but couldn't figure it out at all. He could only turn to Dumbledore for help, "Headmaster Dumbledore, is this... the Memory Extraction Charm?"

"Yes, if you're interested, you can look in the Restricted Section." Dumbledore nodded, his tone encouraging.

"My memory isn't as good as Wizet's. I only remember that the book was called ' The Like a Moth to a Flame,' but I don't know which page it was on."

Harry said dryly, "The Restricted Section... isn't so easy to get into."

Dumbledore and Harry exchanged a glance. "Getting an autograph from a professor... shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

"You can learn more about magic. Hermione is a wonderful little witch, she will help you. Work hard!"

"Hmm." Harry felt as if he had been seen through, and nodded slightly stiffly. "Headmaster Dumbledore, I will try my best."

Magical creature Dobby have relatively simple and direct emotions and thoughts.

Otherwise, Dobby wouldn't have gone to such lengths to save Harry, such as sealing off the platform walls or attacking Harry with Bludger, to get Harry home and avoid danger.

The memories of Magical creature are relatively chaotic, like a tangled mess, requiring skill to extract them.

Before encountering Dobby's memories, Wizet had encountered similar memories, so she would be much more adept at dealing with them now.

"Using a 'fulcrum' to leverage memories... I don't know Dobby well, but he terrifies me... so the 'fulcrum' is fear..."

"What other memories Dobby? His way of addressing Harry was peculiar... calling Harry 'the great the Chosen One '... So he was also persecuted by Voldemort?"

After some thought, Wizet had an idea in mind—he would make Voldemort the embodiment of fear.

As for Voldemort's image, one can refer to the body he took after leaving Voldemort at the Quirrell of last school year.

It was a pale body... with a grotesque and terrifying snake face...

Just as the snake-faced figure appeared, a pattern seemed to flash before Wizet's eyes.

The pattern vanished in an instant, and even he couldn't catch it immediately.

With the help of the fear "fulcrum," Dobby's chaotic memories instantly became clear, fulfilling the conditions for casting the Memory Extraction Charm.

"Move Spirit Remove Memory!" Wizet raised his wand and drew out a relatively thinner Silver Thread.

"Is this what memory is?" Harry stared wide-eyed at the Silver Thread, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Seeing Harry's focused expression, Dumbledore satisfaction. "Yes, that's memory. Isn't it amazing? Remember to find that book!"

"Hiss!"

A gasp came from outside the Headmaster's Office door.

Then came Draco's voice, "Professor Snape, what's wrong?"

Snape's voice remained icy, "Go in!"

"Wizet, what are you doing here?" Draco walked into the Headmaster's Office and saw Wizet, as well as Dobby, who was unconscious.

He circled the black bubble, then looked at Dobby's Dobby in surprise and said, "It really is Dobby... What's he doing here?"

"That's when you need to speak up," Snape followed, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "Otherwise, he'd rather shove his chin into himself than speak."

Wizet nodded to Draco, placed the extracted memories into the bottle, then raised her wand and chanted, "Ennervate!"

The Revival Charm was highly effective, Dobby let out a sharp shriek, "That He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named! That He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!"

His eyes rolled back, and he tried to pass out again, but because the Revival Charm was still in effect, he remained conscious.

"Shut up, Dobby!" Draco barked arrogantly. "Tell me! Why are you at school!"

"Dobby... Dobby is a bad House-elf!" Dobby hearing Draco's words, Dobby opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to bite it off.

Dumbledore flicked his fingers, and a piece of wood suddenly appeared, wedging Dobby in the mouth.

He looked at Draco and asked, "Mr. Malfoy, what's going on?"

"It seems... he acted on his own, without Dad's orders," Draco said casually. "So when I ask him about it, he punishes himself."

"As a House-elf, if you can't even protect your master's interests, what's the difference between you and a piece of trash? That's why Dad told him that he must punish himself severely."

Hearing these words, Harry felt his pent-up anger dissipate, and he even felt Dobby.

"Shall we use Veritaserum?" Snape raised an eyebrow, but his gaze fell on Harry, sending a chill down Harry's spine.

Dumbledore waved his hand, stood up, and walked towards the cabinet where the Pensieve was stored. "In fact... the memories that Wizet just extracted are not as good as ours..."

Just then, Wizet's brows furrowed suddenly, and he shouted at an alarming speed, "The Giant Serpent has appeared!"