Harry Potter: Transmigrated Detective Link

Ten minutes later, Link finally walked out of the infirmary.

Although Harry and Ron still had expressions of disbelief on their faces, they still followed behind Link.

Originally, Link had intended to go to Snape first to obtain the password to open the headmaster's office. After all, a situation like last time, where the door to the office was wide open, wasn't something that could happen every time.

However, Harry and Ron strongly protested this suggestion, and since Snape was also Draco's godfather, Link, after some consideration, brought the two of them to Professor McGonagall's office instead.

Then, after spending quite some effort talking to Professor McGonagall, the group was finally led by her to the entrance of the headmaster's office.

This time, the gargoyle statue did not neglect its duty but stood firmly blocking the entrance to the office.

As if shocked that Professor McGonagall would bring people here so late, the gargoyle didn't immediately ask for the password but instead said in a strange tone,

"Ms. McGonagall, are you preparing to night…"

"Honey macaron!"

Before the gargoyle could finish its sentence, Professor McGonagall said the password with a darkened face.

Boom-chak!~

Having received the password, the gargoyle jumped aside, revealing the arched door behind it.

Professor McGonagall turned her head and gave Link and the others a complicated look before leading them up the stairs.

Compared to Link's last visit, the headmaster's office hadn't changed much. The grandfather clock in the corner was still swinging, and the portraits on the walls were still snoring away.

If one had to say something had changed, it would probably be Fawkes the phoenix.

At this moment, it had completely lost its previous beautiful appearance and had turned into a featherless chick, quietly lying in the nest beside the claw-footed desk prepared just for it.

At this time, Dumbledore finally walked out from the room next door.

He looked as if he had just washed up and was preparing for bed, still wearing a deep blue robe dotted with colorful small star-like specks.

To be honest, Dumbledore wearing a bathrobe was a bit of an eyesore. Beside Link, Professor McGonagall was already holding her head, showing a headache expression.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore himself didn't seem to realize this at all.

Noticing Link's gaze toward Fawkes, Dumbledore smiled and explained, "No need to worry, Link. Fawkes is not seriously hurt. A phoenix is an immortal bird; Fawkes has just undergone a rebirth and is a little weak now, that's all."

As if to confirm Dumbledore's words, Fawkes, who had been lying in the nest, poked out its head and made a slightly immature "chirp chirp" sound at Link.

Upon seeing this, Link merely nodded and didn't show much reaction.

Dumbledore smiled again and looked toward Professor McGonagall and asked, "Minerva, bringing the children here so late, is there something going on?"

"Link and Harry said they know who the heir is," Professor McGonagall said quietly, then turned her head to look at Link and Harry, "It's Draco Malfoy."

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore frowned and also turned to look at Link and Harry.

"Oh? Is that so?" Dumbledore said slowly. "Do you have any evidence?"

Dumbledore's gaze visibly turned Harry's face red, and Ron even trembled as he stepped back to hide behind Link and Harry.

To them, Dumbledore at this stage still represented seriousness and authority.

But Link didn't care about that. He stepped forward and directly laid out all the analysis he had done earlier.

This left everyone in the office stunned. Especially Harry and Ron. Their mouths were so wide open in shock they could almost fit a lightbulb in.

At this moment, Harry and Ron's gazes toward Link changed.

That was a look of reverence, as if they were looking at God.

Strictly speaking, their current theory, "Lavender revenge theory" used to prove Draco was the heir, was completely based on their dislike of Draco and amounted to a presumption of guilt.

It really didn't prove anything, especially when it was coming from their mouths.

But Link's reasoning was a chain of connected logic, proven through multiple incidents, forming a truly self-consistent argument.

In modern internet slang, this wave, Harry and Ron only thought of level three, but Link went straight to the stratosphere.

In an instant, Harry and Ron, having come to their senses, became excited.

They hadn't originally expected much from this visit to Dumbledore's office, but after hearing Link's explanation, they now truly saw the dawn of success.

However, things did not develop as they had hoped.

Upon hearing it all, Dumbledore not only didn't look shocked, but furrowed his brow even deeper.

"Link, I must say, your speculation is very reasonable," Dumbledore said slowly. "But how do you explain the fact that Draco is not a Parselmouth?"

As soon as those words came out, Harry and Ron panicked.

In their view, Dumbledore was just playing the rogue now.

But Link raised his hand and stopped them from speaking. He understood very well, Dumbledore's reaction was completely normal.

Because the secret behind the basilisk Arkam had already been exposed.

Draco, not being a Parselmouth, indeed could not control the basilisk Arkam, and Link had no way to explain the diary and the existence of Voldemort's soul fragment, because he simply couldn't explain how he knew about them.

But was it really necessary for Link to explain everything to Dumbledore so clearly?

During this Christmas break, Link's biggest gain wasn't the so-called Order of Merlin, but rather a reminder from Madam Flamel, ("You are not alone!")

That's right. Link was not alone. Behind him stood the entire Flamel family.

Previously, Link had resisted contact with Madam Flamel and the others because he had not received the original host's memories and felt estranged. He was also unwilling to use the power of the Flamel family.

But that didn't mean Link really couldn't use it. And now, the time had come.

In the headmaster's office, the corners of Link's mouth suddenly curled up. He lifted his head and said to Dumbledore, "Yes, Professor Dumbledore. I know my reasoning still has many flaws, and your doubts are understandable."

"But I still firmly believe that Draco Malfoy is currently the most likely person to be the so-called heir. So, I demand that you immediately begin an investigation into Draco Malfoy. Please note, what I said is not merely questioning Draco. It includes a search of his belongings and dormitory, and restrictions on his personal freedom. And finally, please take note, this is not a request, but a requirement."

"In other words, you do not have the right to refuse."

When Link finished speaking, the entire headmaster's office fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Dumbledore's frown had reached its limit, even forming a 川-shaped crease on his forehead.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked seriously at Link and said, "Link, do you know what you're saying?"

Hearing this, the smile on Link's face remained unchanged. He took a step forward and met Dumbledore's eyes without the slightest hint of backing down and said, "Of course, Professor Dumbledore!"

This time, when Link said Dumbledore's name at the end, he even imitated Snape's tone and emphasized it.

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