Daphne's interrogation was over.
As Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao had expected, she knew very little. Much of what she did know had been secretly told to her by the Death Eater courting her.
Without that Death Eater, Daphne probably would not have had any extra information to offer.
Other than exploiting her natural advantages to have her impersonate her younger sister, enter Hogwarts, and find an opportunity to take out the wicker trunk, Voldemort had told her nothing.
Why did he want the wicker trunk? She did not know.
What was inside it? She did not know.
She was nothing more than a pawn. As for why she had approached Harry Potter, that foolish woman, whose thought process defied understanding, had actually acted on her own initiative.
She had wanted to use her position as Harry's girlfriend to infiltrate the Duelling Club, then gather information for Voldemort in the hope of earning his praise.
Dumbledore rendered Daphne unconscious again and summoned Professor McGonagall to take her away.
Whatever awaited Daphne, it was certainly not a bright future.
"Zhang, why do you think Tom wants that wicker trunk?"
Holding his small teacup, Dumbledore naturally steered their conversation toward the wicker trunk.
The trunk had been an unexpected bonus provided by the Diary, stored alongside Ravenclaw's Diadem.
It had been protected by a host of exceptionally vicious Dark Magic spells, yet contained only some of Slytherin's research notes.
Zhang Xiao had discussed them with Dumbledore before. They mostly concerned rather bloody forms of bodily modification.
If anything else stood out, it was their exploration of the origins of wizards and Fantastic Beasts.
"Daphne said the Dark Lord needed new power. Could the wicker trunk provide it? Through bodily modification?"
Rather than answer directly, Zhang Xiao approached the question from another angle. Truthfully,