Chapter 153
After all, what else can he say?
Until some time ago.
With the help of Harry.
He learned that Voldemort had seven Horcruxes.
And Harry was one of them.
But knowing the number of Horcruxes was useless. He was still confused about where to find the remaining Horcruxes a few seconds ago.
As a result, when Leon, the Eastern wizard, came, he found three in a flash.
If Dumbledore had a lower quality, he would definitely curse.
"See, what did I say? This magic is suitable for stealing things." Tony said to Banner on the side.
Banner scratched his face: "But it looks really convenient. I also want to learn this spell."
But Mordo and Wang looked at each other and frowned.
Mordo was puzzled: "Something is wrong. I can't borrow the power of other dimensions."
For the wizards of Kamar-Taj, not being able to borrow power means that he has become an ordinary person.
Wang held the magic hat: "It should be engraved with some blocking spell. You see, Leon's strength is strong enough to break through the barrier, so he can still use the secret door."
"You make sense." Mordo agreed.
On the other side, Leon took the Ravenclaw crown from Dumbledore, who was staring straight at him, and threw it on the ground together.
Dumbledore woke up as if from a dream: "Sir Lyon, you need to use the sword of Gryffindor to destroy the Horcrux. Please wait a moment, I will return to the castle to get the sword."
"No need." Lyon stopped him again, "It just so happens that I have some research on the soul, so there is no need to go through so much trouble."
Lyon pinched a seal, and a spell similar to astral projection was cast on the Horcrux.
As the golden energy like sunlight fell.
Thick black soul mist quickly rose from the three Horcruxes.
As soon as the mist appeared, it was accompanied by the shrill howling of the vengeful spirit, forming three skulls in the air.
However, the seal in Lyon's hand changed, and the energy he swung began to bloom with a brighter golden light, almost illuminating the darkness within a range of dozens of meters.
Under this golden light, the soul of the skull quickly dissipated before it could take shape, like mud and sand blown away by the wind.
A few seconds later.
In the air, there was only a faint wailing sound.
There was no trace of Voldemort's soul left.
"Done!"
Lyon pointed at the three Horcruxes that were still intact and even more shiny.
"The crown, the locket, and the Holy Grail have all returned to their original appearance. You can take them back and put them away."
Lyon had no idea about these treasures in Hogwarts.
Now, the treasures that he could take a fancy to must be at the level of the Ice Box that could freeze the planet.
At present, in this magical world, only the unreasonable things like the Time Converter and the Resurrection Stone are worth studying.
Dumbledore held up the three treasures in a daze, and didn't know what to say.
It was the first time he saw such an exaggerated soul magic.
"There are two Horcruxes left." At this time, Leon knocked the Holy Grail with his knuckles, making a crisp sound.
Dumbledore was hesitant to speak.
He knew that one of the Horcruxes was Harry.
Before, his means were limited, and if he wanted to destroy the Horcrux, he had to destroy the carrier together.
This means that Harry must face the end of sacrifice.
But even if Dumbledore is a person who pursues great interests.
He is willing to sacrifice personal interests for the collective interests.
But his idea of protecting Harry is equally real.
So Dumbledore racked his brains to come up with a solution.
- That is to let Harry fight Voldemort.
Just through some of his clever arrangements, combined with the protection spell left by Lily for Harry.
Voldemort can destroy the fragment that has penetrated into Harry's soul in person during the fight without hurting Harry.
In this way, the "Horcrux" is destroyed and Harry can be safe.
But now it seems that his arrangement may not be used.
Perhaps he can expect that Leon can use the magical means before to solve Harry's problem in a safer way.
"There are two Horcruxes left, one of which is right next to Voldemort, and the other is Harry Potter." Leon said at this time.
Dumbledore nodded: "I'll call Harry over."
At this time, the teachers and students in the courtyard had already chased out of the castle.
They all crowded at the door, staring at Dumbledore and his friends not very quietly.
"Harry! Come here!" Dumbledore suddenly waved.
Harry Potter supported the frame of his glasses in confusion
, pushed by Ron behind him, and hurriedly ran towards the few people.
"Professor!" He stopped in front of Dumbledore, panting.
Dumbledore stretched out his hand with a complicated expression and patted Harry's shoulder.
He said earnestly: "Harry, during this period of time, we have been looking for Horcruxes together and looking for ways to deal with Voldemort, but I'm sorry, there is something I haven't told you."
"Professor, is it... what is it?" Harry pursed his lips, a little nervous, he had a bad premonition.
"Harry, actually you..." Dumbledore closed his eyes, he was very reluctant to tell the cruel truth.
"Wait, wait." Leon suddenly stretched out his hand to push the two away, "Professor Dumbledore, what are you doing, why are you suddenly in pain?"
"I... am explaining the situation to Harry?" Dumbledore looked innocent.
"Believe me, Harry will be fine, my magic level is more trustworthy than my brother's character."
Seeing that the situation was not right, Leon interrupted the affectionate communication between the two.
Looking at the two people's posture, it seems that they are going to perform the most classic teenage growth plot in the movie.
——First, Dumbledore told Harry the truth, saying, "I'm sorry, kid, you need to be sacrificed."
Then Harry ran away in disbelief, hiding in a corner where no one was, and collapsed alone.
But a few days later, with the warm company of teachers and friends, he would make up his mind to sacrifice himself, complete his mental journey, and transform into a real hero.
To be honest, Leon also likes to watch such plots.
However, his strength is here, and you, Dumbledore, actually want to play a tragic drama?
Leon simply made a move without warning, slapped Harry's forehead with one palm, and knocked his soul out of his body.
"I, what am I doing!?"
Harry's soul was shocked in the air.
But the next second, Leon's palm reached into his soul and grabbed a deformed baby-like soul from it.
"Okay, done." Leon waved his hand and sent Harry's soul back to his body.
Then he handed the deformed soul in his hand that looked like it didn't even have a nose to Dumbledore to take a look.
"Look, it's Voldemort, it's such a simple thing, you're making a fuss about it."
"No, your magic..." Dumbledore's mind was a little confused.
What did he just see?
The soul left the body and returned safely?
As the strongest wizard in the British wizarding world for so many years.
But Dumbledore suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with the times.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he leaned forward to look at the deformed soul, and nodded blankly: "It is indeed Tom, that's right."
Bosart's Thunder surged out of Leon's palm, strangling the soul fragments: "Very good, now there is only Voldemort and the last Horcrux beside him."
"Sir Leon, what are you going to do? It's not..."
"That's it, it's not, we should capture the thief first, let's kill Voldemort first."
