Chapter 335 Fake Locket

Wright didn't know if his sudden idea was just an illusion, so he looked at Dumbledore who was getting closer to Page.

At this moment, Dumbledore also looked at him, with a hint of surprise.

"Wright, what is this?"

"Teacher, what is this?"

The two asked each other in unison.

"Cough!" Dumbledore raised his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, "Wright, you go ahead."

"Teacher, did you feel that Page was strange just now?" Wright organized his words and asked, "It's like it wants to drink more."

Dumbledore nodded quickly, then he paused for a moment and asked in a somewhat unanticipated tone: "Wright, this is indeed an ordinary goat, right?"

"If Boss Tom didn't do the dark business of turning people into sheep part-time, I believe the two sheep I bought are definitely ordinary, unremarkable goats, even though they have famous names like Sean and Paige. "Wright said a cold joke. He knew that Dumbledore was doubting whether the two goats were humans or wizards, but to be honest, he was not sure.

After all, no matter what, Page's behavior was too strange.

Wright still remembered Dumbledore's behavior after drinking these potions in the original book. Although at that time he had suffered the curse attached to Marvolo Gaunt's ring and only had the last year of his life left, but listening to Listen to what he said after drinking the potion.

"...It's all my fault...I will never do it again...don't hurt them, please...don't want that, let me do whatever I want...I want to die, let me die..."

If these words had come from the mouth of a low-level wizard like Mundungus Fletcher, Wright would not have felt the least bit strange, but these words came from Dumbledore's mouth. ah!

It is almost certain that this potion filled with emotions such as death, sadness, resentment, etc. will remind people of the deepest and most painful memories in their hearts, and even make a determined person like Dumbledore go to a child. To humble yourself and seek death is simply terrifying and terrifying.

But Peppa Pig...

Wright looked at the crystal stone basin. The potion in it was indeed less than the amount of a crystal cup. This meant that the cup just scooped out was indeed drank by Page and did not return to the stone basin.

Could it be that Page, like Lu Wei, has some indescribable lineage of magical creatures?

Wright did know that pigs could eat venomous snakes, but goats obviously did not have such a talent.

So, Peppa Pig is actually a pig-goat?

Dumbledore silently scooped out two more cups for Page. Page drank it happily without any signs of abnormality, as if these potions would cause great harm to the wizard's body and mind. , to this ordinary lamb, it is just like ordinary grass juice.

No, the grass juice doesn't seem to be this lavender color.

Lilac liquid... (Please do not search on Baidu here, the author is stupid)

So it should be grape juice mixed with water? Wright inexplicably thought of another drink.

Four cups... five cups...

Page drank five cups of poison, and nothing happened at all. He still looked in high spirits, even more energetic than before Wright brought him here.

"Teacher, is that enough?" Wright suddenly asked Dumbledore, "Although Page seems to be fine, isn't it not good to let Page drink so much poison alone?"

"Huh? What do you think, Wright?" Dumbledore glanced at Wright strangely, but then nodded immediately and clearly.

He waved and pulled Sean over, who had been watching the show innocently.

"BAA Baa baa……"

Sean's expression soon became as happy as Page's, as if he was tasting something extremely delicious for a lamb.

Soon, Sean was also given five cups of poison by Dumbledore, and he seemed to be fine.

When Dumbledore put the goblet into the crystal basin for the eleventh time, what came from inside was no longer the gurgling sound of water, but some rough and rustling scratching of the crystal. There was a sound, as if the liquid in the basin had bottomed out.

Dumbledore recovered from his admiration for the two lambs. He placed the goblet on the edge of the basin, supported the base of the stone basin with both hands, lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the stone basin carefully. That pendant.

On the translucent milky white crystal basin, there was a heavy-looking golden locket lying on it. It was strung up with a thin silver chain. Dumbledore's half-moon lenses reflected a gorgeous Snake-shaped "S" mark.

For any Hogwarts student, especially a student of Slytherin House, this mark is extremely familiar, that is the mark of Salazar Slytherin.

"No, this isn't right..." Dumbledore suddenly muttered.

"What's wrong?" Wright asked knowingly.

Without thinking, Dumbledore took out the locket from the basin and looked at it carefully in his hand.

"Salazar Slytherin's locket shouldn't look like this." Dumbledore whispered. "This one is not as big as that one, and it lacks the unique pattern mark, let alone Slytherin's." The unique ornate 'S' mark looks more like it was painted on by someone."

Dumbledore reached out his thumb and wiped it on the surface of the locket.

Just like the effect in a comedy, the golden, gorgeous, snake-shaped "S"-shaped mark was completely wiped away by Dumbledore's gentle movements, and fine gold powder adhered to his thumb. Dyed his thumbs gold.

The true appearance of the locket finally appeared in their eyes.

In addition to a portrait of Slytherin that both of them knew well, there was also a folded parchment tightly stuffed on the surface of the portrait.

Dumbledore turned over the locket with great stiffness, opened it, took out the parchment inside, and by the light of the fluorescent lamp above his head, read: "To the Dark Lord: Before you read this, I have already Dead, but I want you to know that I discovered your secret. I stole the real Horcrux and planned to destroy it as soon as possible in the hope that you would be completely killed when I met my opponent. Die. R.A.B.”

"Teacher, teacher?" Wright gently pushed Dumbledore's arm. He was a little worried that Old Dumbledore would be irritated by this unexpected news.

Dumbledore lowered his head and took several deep breaths. When he raised his head, he had returned to his original reliable appearance of having the overall situation in mind and victory in hand.

Wright breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Dumbledore had returned to his original IQ state at this time, at least he would no longer swim in the sea or bleed with a knife like before.

"I'm really ashamed of myself for doing so many stupid things in front of you tonight." Dumbledore said softly, "Wright, I made you laugh."

"It's nothing." Wright shook his head and said, "Teacher, let's talk about the locket."