What it meant to be a leader

"As expected of the Dark Lord with the greatest mastery of dark magic. Even the objects he created give off such a powerful dark aura. But why can't I detect any magical fluctuations on this at all? Could there be no magic on this Notebook whatsoever? Impossible! It seems my curse-breaking skills are still far too shallow. Faced with a cursed object made by a wizard of the Dark Lord's calibre, I can't even sense its magic at my current level."

The sight of Voldemort's Notebook immediately sent Professor Jobana into a state of rapture born of her love for curse-breaking. One moment, she was terribly excited; the next, she sank into utter dejection.

Sitting nearby, Roy and Dumbledore both wore expressions that suggested they were barely holding back laughter at Professor Jobana's reaction. They exchanged looks in the corner, but neither could stop the corners of his mouth from curling skyward.

Once Professor Jobana had delivered her assessment, that old fox Dumbledore immediately put on a solemn air. He quietly moved into the shadows behind her and addressed her in a deeply serious tone as she remained absorbed in the Notebook.

"Yes, this is a Notebook Tom left behind while he was still studying at Hogwarts. As you can see, this dark magical object gives off an extremely powerful dark aura. We suspect this Notebook is the last anchor for the curse Voldemort left at Hogwarts. To tell you the truth, I can't detect its magical fluctuations either. I dare not destroy it recklessly, for fear of making the curse on the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor position permanent. That was why I specifically thought to seek your help. It seems you cannot sense the dark magic on this Notebook either."

Hearing that even Dumbledore could not detect