The Magical Food God of Hogwarts

Chapter 59 Lucky Diary

Lucius said in a deep voice, "Have we really become so idle? We need to broaden our horizons!"

"Draco, have you forgotten what I taught you? If a lion is offended by a rat, just send out jackals to hunt it down. If the jackals fail, then find a leopard. Do you really want to get involved yourself?"

"If you're unlucky enough to get bitten by a rat, even if you kill the rat, it's still a disgrace, and the loss would be too great."

“But McGregor isn’t just a simple rat,” Draco said. “Fudge has made him the benchmark for Muggle wizards, which makes those filthy bloods very proud. People will see that a Mudblood who has offended the Malfoys can live so well. Isn’t that a demonstration of our family’s weakness and an attack on the authority of pure-blood families? So we can’t let him get away with it.”

As soon as he said this, Narcissa exclaimed in surprise and looked at him in disbelief. Lucius stared at him for a moment, a smile appearing on his lips.

"Not bad, Draco, not bad at all. The fact that you could think of this shows that you've grown."

Draco laughed smugly, then listened to Lucius speak.

"But right now, we don't have a particularly suitable method..."

Lucius couldn't help but think about his secret treasury filled with dark magic items. Suddenly, an item popped into his mind, sending chills down his spine in an instant.

That nightmare reappeared before my eyes.

A pitch-black room, a cold voice, the person whose name cannot even be mentioned, and myself crawling on the ground.

He personally handed himself a blank diary.

"Lucius, you are my most trusted subordinate. Keep it safe for me."

And he said, trembling, in a tone of utmost reverence, "It is my honor, Master."

The Dark Lord added, "Wait for my command, Lucius, and I will have you send it to Hogwarts at the appropriate time."

"I don't understand... Master?"

"I've cast a spell on this diary; it will open the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts and help us accomplish our mission. Well then, Lucius, I don't want to explain any further. Await my orders."

But he never received that order.

No one could have predicted that the once-arrogant Dark Lord would suddenly fall from power overnight. In order to extricate himself from the situation, he desperately severed ties with him, even going so far as to bribe high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic with a large sum of money, falsely claiming that he had been afflicted by the Imperius Curse, which allowed him to escape unscathed.

This blank diary became the hottest potato and my biggest worry.

That was something the Dark Lord himself handed over! What should we do with it?

In the first few years, I was still filled with fear, only daring to lock it in the deepest, darkest compartment of the vault. But now, so many years have passed, Harry Potter has grown up safely to school age, and the Dark Lord should be dead.

Furthermore, the Ministry of Magic's current stance is indeed becoming increasingly unfavorable. Aside from the increasingly favorable policies towards Muggle wizards, some departments are openly monitoring pure-blood families, and various inspections are gradually appearing – this is not a good sign.

We need to get rid of this diary quickly, to get rid of this potentially disastrous piece of evidence!

But if we just discard it, what if... I mean, what if the Dark Lord isn't dead yet?

So I'd better just throw it into Hogwarts.

But how? Bringing him in myself is too risky, and it's absolutely impossible to put Draco, who's about to start school, at risk. The best solution is to find a scapegoat.

Originally, I planned to observe for a while longer, and choose the right time and the right object to let it quietly flow into Hogwarts.

But now, Draco's words reminded him—

Lucas McGregor, a newly risen young hero who bravely battles dark wizards!

As the saying goes, "the darkest place is under the lamp," who would have thought he would bring a dark magic item into the school?

Moreover, although he did not understand the magic attached to the diary, he was certain that it was not a curse that would take effect upon contact. In this way, it also met the requirements of delayed effect and inconspicuousness.

Just imagine: shake off this nightmare, strike at McGregor, that Mudblood, even disrupt Hogwarts, and severely damage Dumbledore—then you, as a board member, can seize power amidst the chaos...

Furthermore, if it is ultimately found that McGregor smuggled the diary in, then Cornelius Fudge, who has been praising him to the skies, and those fools who advocate for preferential treatment of Muggle wizards will be disgraced and suffer the consequences of their own actions!

Lucius's eyes lit up.

Killing four birds with one stone, isn't that brilliant!

"I'll take care of McGregor's matter," Lucius said. "Narcissa and Draco, you don't need to worry about it."

......

In the following days, the Leaky Cauldron was once again flooded with owls, and Fudge's personal visit to commend him caused an even bigger sensation than before, with letters and gifts piled up like a small mountain for Lucas.

Lucas McGregor is no longer a personal name, but a celebrity.

This will be very helpful for my future magical culinary journey. Lucas thought to himself as he unpacked the packages with Hannah's assistance.

This time, enthusiastic readers sent even more gifts, including not only magical toys but also many magical items.

For example, there are various styles of amulets that are said to be very effective, crystal balls for divination, and tiny mirrors that are only the size of a palm but can reflect your entire outfit and even offer advice...

Opening another kraft paper package, a letter, a large box of chocolate frogs, and a black notebook appeared before my eyes.

The letter writer said that he was also a Muggle-born wizard and was very inspired by Lucas's deeds, encouraging him to study hard and achieve great things in the future.

He gave Lucas a lucky diary. Despite its unassuming appearance, the diary had brought him incredible luck after he found it in a secondhand bookstore—almost like he'd drunk Felix Felicis. Now that he was successful, he gave this treasure to Lucas, hoping he would have the same good fortune...

Lucky Diary?

Lucas flipped through it; the paper was yellowed, the cover was old, and the first page had a blurry name, "TM Riddle," while the back cover bore the name of a newspaper distributor on Vauxhall Road in London.

Vauxhall Road is the Muggle world, so this diary was originally purchased from the Muggle world by "TM Riddle"?

How can a Muggle diary bring good luck?

Lucas laughed; the magical world was truly fascinating. He'd received quite a few trinkets these past few days that claimed to bring good luck. These included a salamander tail encased in resin, a dried-up garlic clove, an irregularly shaped piece of amethyst, a four-leaf clover necklace…

Oh, and there's the acorn bracelet that Thea gave me, which I always wear on my wrist.

Now, there's another old diary.

These were all gifts from enthusiastic wizards. Although Lucas found them a bit far-fetched and hard to believe, he figured it was a good omen, and keeping them wouldn't hurt. Given the wonders of the magical world, what if they actually came in handy?

So Lucas put the diary together with all the lucky charms.

Now your good luck has doubled!

Hopefully everything goes smoothly until the start of the new school term!

Just then, Hannah opened her mouth wide and tugged at Lucas's sleeve.

Lucas turned his head in confusion, just as an owl dropped a letter.

A bright red, trembling letter.