Chapter 155: Dumbledore's Loss of Control

Chapter 379 Dumbledore's Lost Control

While Harry and the other two were studying the magic book, a wizard who was out of tune with this street appeared on the ground in Knockturn Alley, London.

He had a thin chin and big yellow teeth, a goatee (with small curls at the ends), short white hair, and was tall and thin. His eyes always revealed a sense of indifference and sharpness, which brought a sense of coldness to people, and even the silver fur cloak on his body, which was completely different from the style of other wizards, could not cover it up.

Obviously, he was obviously not here to do business or buy things.

The surrounding shops suddenly closed their doors, and some ragged wizards who only appeared during the day walked out of the dark doorway.

Just when they wanted to approach this person unnoticed, a bell rang.

Those wizards disappeared unnoticed like the tide receding.

A man with shiny hair and a hunched body appeared.

In a corner that they couldn't see, a man with messy ginger hair and legs spread out, with a look as if he had discovered some important news, Apparated silently and disappeared from the spot.

"Oh, Borgin, when did you become the boss of this street?" The goatee man showed a stiff smile.

"Just like you can become the headmaster of Durmstrang, you know, more than a decade ago you were still a Death Eater in Azkaban." This hunchbacked man who looked like a businessman was not flattering at all - in front of a man who obviously had a lot of money from his clothes.

This hunchbacked man was obviously Borgin and Burke.

By taking over the downstream market of Skywalker Alchemy Workshop, after some dangerous dark wizards disappeared inexplicably, he naturally became the boss of this street.

A former Death Eater, the headmaster of a foreign school, what a piece of green onion.

You know, even when Fudge was still the Minister of Magic, it was he who caused Fudge to appear naked in the suburbs of London.

"Well, Karkaroff, why don't you stay in Germany and be the headmaster of Durmstrang? Why are you here?"

"This is my place now, don't waste my time!"

"I make 10 million every minute!" Borgin and Burke scolded in annoyance.

"10 million copper knuts." Karkaroff curled his lips, "Bogin, I have to remind you - the position of headmaster of Durmstrang is not something I dare to usurp."

"You said you are the boss of Knockturn Alley - very good, then I represent the great Dark Lord -" Karkaroff raised his chin high, and the crackling sounds around him stopped him from speaking.

"Dark Lord? Karkaroff, why didn't you tell me about this."

"Has Voldemort forgiven your betrayal?" A deep voice sounded from behind Karkaroff.

It was Snape.

"Dumbledore!"

"Can I leave?" Borgin and Burke said tremblingly, his already hunched figure bent even more.

In front of the most powerful white wizard of this century, he naturally showed a flattering look.

At the same time, his feet were also retreating without a trace.

Dumbledore winked, and the wands that were vaguely aimed at Borgin around also turned their directions.

After a while, Borgin ran back to the shop and closed the door tightly.

Facing Dumbledore and others who surrounded him, Igor Karkaroff's eyes were empty, but he still looked at Snape calmly: "Severus, Voldemort is not worthy of being called the Dark Lord."

"Oh, who is it?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

When Mungdons ran to tell him the news, he thought it was Voldemort, and Karkaroff was just another consumable possessed by Voldemort.

Didn't Voldemort say he wanted 'peace' some time ago? The appearance of Karkaroff now is probably related to this.

Moreover, facing him, his former colleague Snape, and Moody who arrested him in Azkaban, Karkaroff was so calm.

This is very unlike Karkaroff.

You know, Karkaroff has always been a tough guy.

Even when he was still a Death Eater, he couldn't be so calm in front of him.

Obviously, there is a force behind Karkaroff that he thinks is enough to compete with them, and a guy who can give him ideological guidance and change his character.

In Dumbledore's eyes, there are only young Voldemort and that person.

But that person will not appear, absolutely not.

"Could it be that group, the group of wizards who claim to be from the moon?" At an angle that others didn't notice, the corners of Dumbledore's mouth rose slightly.

He himself didn't realize that when facing pressure, he would be more excited.

On the other side, Karkaroff's mellow, sweet voice sounded, "Who else could it be? Who else is worthy? Who else can do it except him?"

"If you want to suffer less, don't beat around the bush!" Moody knocked on his artificial leg.

"The master said that Dumbledore won't hurt me!" Karkaroff said in Moody's surprised eyes.

He had a very respectful expression.

This was definitely not a fake expression. Moody, Snape, and Dumbledore, who were good at observing words and expressions, looked at each other.

There was actually someone who could make the timid Karkaroff like this.

"Dumbledore, you should be very familiar with it - my master's name is known to everyone in the entire wizarding world!" Karkaroff straightened his chest.

"Gattler Grindelwald!" Moody, the oldest wizard who had experienced that era, blurted out.

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"This is impossible!" Dumbledore was so surprised that his voice broke.

Dumbledore couldn't believe that he could still feel Grindelwald's magic flowing in his body.

Before their decisive battle, the blood alliance between them had long been sublimated, making them one in each other.

Although the mutual repulsion of their hearts made it impossible for them to communicate with each other.

But Dumbledore could still sense that Grindelwald's heart had not changed.

Such a man, after being defeated, should have stayed in the solitary cell he built until his death.

"The master said: 'When you see Albus, tell him this, he will definitely understand: Karkaroff came here for the invisibility cloak, it will be useful'." Karkaroff said confidently.

"He really said that!" Dumbledore's pupils suddenly contracted.

The mountain-like and sea-like magic power turned into invisible pressure and rushed towards Karkaroff.

"It's true." Karkaroff knelt on the ground.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix beside him were very surprised.

Why did Dumbledore lose his composure like this?

And in Dumbledore's mind, he gradually recalled that summer.

In their discussion of the Deathly Hallows, they will rely on the Elder Wand to conquer the magic world, use the Resurrection Stone to establish the Inferi Army to rule the Muggle world, and the Invisibility Cloak is used to protect his weak point - Ariana.

"Where is Gettler?" Dumbledore suppressed his urgency and seemed to regain his composure. Even the magic pressure against Karkaroff disappeared.

"Durmstrang." Karkaroff panted.