Chapter 217 Harry Must Die?
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 217 Harry Must Die?
As the saying goes, the person who knows you best must be your opponent.
Since Amosta entered Hogwarts, he had a general understanding of the general situation of the wizarding world, especially after the night of the fifth grade, he knew that for many years to come, the biggest obstacle he would face might not be The official villain BOSS in the world of Harry Potter——Voldemort, but Albus Dumbledore, who is over a hundred years old, in front of him.
In order to know more about Albus Dumbledore, Amosta also spent some effort to understand Dumbledore's life back then.
Not only the official background information, but also some word-of-mouth news that has become a mystery, have mentioned the friendship between Getler Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore when they were young .
There are even some bizarre rumors ahem!
Amosta withdrew his weird gaze, and if he thinks about it again, it's a bit inappropriate for children!
One piece of information, one piece of experience is like pieces of a puzzle, presented in front of Amosta, Amosta has been able to piece together a logical truth, but the most important part of the truth is still hidden in the fog among.
And the most important piece of the puzzle may be in the woman Vitiah Kleona, who is as fleeting as a shooting star. At least, she can explain to herself, the chilling staff of two snakes , What kind of information did she reveal to her, so that in the temple of Avalon Island, she showed such a shocked and inexplicable expression.
To this day, there is still no good news from Kacus. It seems that the group of druids who have been hunted down by the Holy See for many centuries are indeed very good at hiding this matter.
As for the 'foreign body' in his soul, Amosta's greatest achievement is that the owner of the Two Snake Staff is probably the creator of the dementors.
"There's something that just occurred to me—"
Amosta temporarily put aside his pursuit of his own problems, and turned the topic to another issue that he was very concerned about,
"Of all the things you just told me, there is one that disturbs me the most."
Amosta frowned,
"Leave my question aside, Headmaster Dumbledore, Harry—you think he is Voldemort's Horcrux, this is just speculation, or, do you have some evidence?"
"Okay many years ago, I thought I'd show you this first-"
For this question, Dumbledore had already expected it. He stood up, walked around the table and walked quickly to the silver instrument he had placed under a wall of books.
Dumbledore has many titles, and being proficient in alchemy may be the most insignificant one, but all wizards who have been to Dumbledore's office know that Dumbledore attaches great importance to this unpopular subject. It is full of all kinds of props with strange shapes and unclear uses.
Under Amostar's probing eyes, Dumbledore put the instrument on the table, sat down again, tapped it with his wand,
"I told you just now, Amosta,"
Dumbledore looked at Amosta who was analyzing this shiny silver alchemy prop from the perspective of magic power, and said in a calm tone,
"Maybe the wizards in the magic world think that I haven't changed these years, but in fact, as I get older, some of my abilities have degraded severely. For example, I can see through a person's soul. It can to a certain extent. Helping me identify some special magical disguises like Imperius, Animagus, etc. I think this is a very useful skill, so when I find that my unique 'view' is gradually blurred, I will start immediately designed this thing."
"It's really interesting. It's unimaginably complicated, but it's really an exquisite magic corridor design."
Amosta's alchemy attainment is also not low, otherwise, he would not be able to design alchemy props like the monitoring mirror, so after observing carefully for a while, he probably has figured out the function of this thing,
"Through the connection between magic power and soul, backtracking. Tsk tsk, priceless."
Amosta admired,
"However, the soul is mysterious even in the eyes of wizards, so I think it can only observe some appearances."
"You're sharp, Amostar."
Through the smoke floating out of those vents, Dumbledore admired undisguisedly,
"In so many years, you are the first wizard who figured out its function on his own without waiting for my introduction. Indeed, as you said, it can't deeply dissect a wizard's soul, so it can't be used Come and see what's hidden in your soul, but for Harry."
A few wisps of light green smoke floating in the air intertwined with each other, and in the eyes of Amosta's clenched eyes, the top turned into a snake's head.
"Actually, I lied to you—"
When Amostar was observing, Dumbledore said this abruptly,
"I once told you that the note you gave me and the crown left by Ms. Ravenclaw solved two doubts for me, but in fact, 12 years ago, when Hagrid brought Harry from the ruins When it was brought to me, I knew already that Tom had indeed made Horcruxes—”
"I see what you mean, Headmaster Dumbledore—"
Amosta sighed and looked away,
"A soul connected by some kind of magic. But it still functions as a Horcrux."
Few of the topics discussed tonight were pleasant, with the portraits of past headmasters whispering about why Dumbledore had given this murky young wizard so much information, but this time The only two in the office were either looking at each other, and the atmosphere was dull.
Dumbledore's ten slender fingers intertwined and closed again. In the windless room, his silver-white eyebrows floated slightly because of his trembling eyelids.
"About Tom's Horcruxes, Amostar--"
Dumbledore stepped aside from the subject,
"There is one thing that I can only be happy about. Although we can't be sure how many Horcruxes were created by the almost hysterical Tom, who was already terrified of the great adventure of death, but according to some recent investigations, I was extremely lucky to find another one. The item may be a clue to the Horcrux. Next, I am going to leave the school for a while. During this time, the safety of those children can only be entrusted to you, Amosta, I think you"
"What's the point, Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Amosta looked directly into Dumbledore's eyes, pointing at the sharpness of the core,
"If, to kill Voldemort, Harry must be killed first. Is this another great unknown plan, or have you found a way to strip that piece of soul without harming Harry's life?"
(End of this chapter)
As the saying goes, the person who knows you best must be your opponent.
Since Amosta entered Hogwarts, he had a general understanding of the general situation of the wizarding world, especially after the night of the fifth grade, he knew that for many years to come, the biggest obstacle he would face might not be The official villain BOSS in the world of Harry Potter——Voldemort, but Albus Dumbledore, who is over a hundred years old, in front of him.
In order to know more about Albus Dumbledore, Amosta also spent some effort to understand Dumbledore's life back then.
Not only the official background information, but also some word-of-mouth news that has become a mystery, have mentioned the friendship between Getler Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore when they were young .
There are even some bizarre rumors ahem!
Amosta withdrew his weird gaze, and if he thinks about it again, it's a bit inappropriate for children!
One piece of information, one piece of experience is like pieces of a puzzle, presented in front of Amosta, Amosta has been able to piece together a logical truth, but the most important part of the truth is still hidden in the fog among.
And the most important piece of the puzzle may be in the woman Vitiah Kleona, who is as fleeting as a shooting star. At least, she can explain to herself, the chilling staff of two snakes , What kind of information did she reveal to her, so that in the temple of Avalon Island, she showed such a shocked and inexplicable expression.
To this day, there is still no good news from Kacus. It seems that the group of druids who have been hunted down by the Holy See for many centuries are indeed very good at hiding this matter.
As for the 'foreign body' in his soul, Amosta's greatest achievement is that the owner of the Two Snake Staff is probably the creator of the dementors.
"There's something that just occurred to me—"
Amosta temporarily put aside his pursuit of his own problems, and turned the topic to another issue that he was very concerned about,
"Of all the things you just told me, there is one that disturbs me the most."
Amosta frowned,
"Leave my question aside, Headmaster Dumbledore, Harry—you think he is Voldemort's Horcrux, this is just speculation, or, do you have some evidence?"
"Okay many years ago, I thought I'd show you this first-"
For this question, Dumbledore had already expected it. He stood up, walked around the table and walked quickly to the silver instrument he had placed under a wall of books.
Dumbledore has many titles, and being proficient in alchemy may be the most insignificant one, but all wizards who have been to Dumbledore's office know that Dumbledore attaches great importance to this unpopular subject. It is full of all kinds of props with strange shapes and unclear uses.
Under Amostar's probing eyes, Dumbledore put the instrument on the table, sat down again, tapped it with his wand,
"I told you just now, Amosta,"
Dumbledore looked at Amosta who was analyzing this shiny silver alchemy prop from the perspective of magic power, and said in a calm tone,
"Maybe the wizards in the magic world think that I haven't changed these years, but in fact, as I get older, some of my abilities have degraded severely. For example, I can see through a person's soul. It can to a certain extent. Helping me identify some special magical disguises like Imperius, Animagus, etc. I think this is a very useful skill, so when I find that my unique 'view' is gradually blurred, I will start immediately designed this thing."
"It's really interesting. It's unimaginably complicated, but it's really an exquisite magic corridor design."
Amosta's alchemy attainment is also not low, otherwise, he would not be able to design alchemy props like the monitoring mirror, so after observing carefully for a while, he probably has figured out the function of this thing,
"Through the connection between magic power and soul, backtracking. Tsk tsk, priceless."
Amosta admired,
"However, the soul is mysterious even in the eyes of wizards, so I think it can only observe some appearances."
"You're sharp, Amostar."
Through the smoke floating out of those vents, Dumbledore admired undisguisedly,
"In so many years, you are the first wizard who figured out its function on his own without waiting for my introduction. Indeed, as you said, it can't deeply dissect a wizard's soul, so it can't be used Come and see what's hidden in your soul, but for Harry."
A few wisps of light green smoke floating in the air intertwined with each other, and in the eyes of Amosta's clenched eyes, the top turned into a snake's head.
"Actually, I lied to you—"
When Amostar was observing, Dumbledore said this abruptly,
"I once told you that the note you gave me and the crown left by Ms. Ravenclaw solved two doubts for me, but in fact, 12 years ago, when Hagrid brought Harry from the ruins When it was brought to me, I knew already that Tom had indeed made Horcruxes—”
"I see what you mean, Headmaster Dumbledore—"
Amosta sighed and looked away,
"A soul connected by some kind of magic. But it still functions as a Horcrux."
Few of the topics discussed tonight were pleasant, with the portraits of past headmasters whispering about why Dumbledore had given this murky young wizard so much information, but this time The only two in the office were either looking at each other, and the atmosphere was dull.
Dumbledore's ten slender fingers intertwined and closed again. In the windless room, his silver-white eyebrows floated slightly because of his trembling eyelids.
"About Tom's Horcruxes, Amostar--"
Dumbledore stepped aside from the subject,
"There is one thing that I can only be happy about. Although we can't be sure how many Horcruxes were created by the almost hysterical Tom, who was already terrified of the great adventure of death, but according to some recent investigations, I was extremely lucky to find another one. The item may be a clue to the Horcrux. Next, I am going to leave the school for a while. During this time, the safety of those children can only be entrusted to you, Amosta, I think you"
"What's the point, Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Amosta looked directly into Dumbledore's eyes, pointing at the sharpness of the core,
"If, to kill Voldemort, Harry must be killed first. Is this another great unknown plan, or have you found a way to strip that piece of soul without harming Harry's life?"
(End of this chapter)
