Chapter 932 Dumbledore Appears

"What's wrong with you?" Neville looked at Harry who was suddenly stunned and asked in confusion.

"No, nothing." Harry shook his head, feeling a little dazed.

He just went to the principal's office, how come the war ended suddenly.

"Hermione... I'm not dreaming, am I?" Ron couldn't help asking, "Did we really defeat the mysterious man?"

"I think you can call him by his name now." Hermione said.

She was also a little bit unbelievable.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the end of the war is not good, but... it's a little unexpected.

Moreover, Hermione had a very strange feeling, as if they had done nothing.

After all, even Neville next to him looked gray and dirty, and you could still see the blood clots underneath. Looking at the three of them...

Hermione couldn't see what she looked like, but although Harry and Ron's robes were dirty, they looked clean as a whole, and they looked out of place when standing with Neville.

"It's good that you're okay." Neville didn't know what Hermione was thinking. He also saw Kyle in front of him and walked over excitedly.

"I've heard that you defeated Mysterio... I mean... Voldemort." Neville shuddered, but still insisted on saying the name, which made his face extremely pale.

"It's not me, it's everyone together." Kyle corrected: "I'm no match for Voldemort alone. If it weren't for Mikel's help, I would have been killed by Voldemort in the hall."

"Oh, really?" Neville was in a trance for a moment.

He naturally knew the name Mikel. Although the two had no intersection, he was impressed by the name.

Because in the potion class, the sentence he heard most was... Your talent in potions is even worse than Drake's.

Drake, that is, Mikel Drake, is a name that Neville has heard for seven years, so of course he was impressed.

But he didn't expect that he was also a hidden person, so powerful that he could blast Voldemort out of the castle with magic.

Neville didn't see what happened in the hall. He just heard what others said. Although it was unbelievable, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout would not lie about such things.

Neville smacked his lips and felt that Hogwarts was a magical place.

People came and went around, and everyone was busy. Neville and Kyle chatted briefly and went upstairs with a heavy face.

He also needed to move down the other people who died in the castle. This was destined not to be a happy job...

After Neville left, Harry and his friends also heard from others what happened during this period.

The three of them opened their mouths in surprise, especially when they heard that everyone by the Black Lake was besieging Voldemort together, which made them feel an indescribable tension and inexplicable excitement.

"We really should have stayed." Ron muttered softly.

The decisive battle with Voldemort, they didn't even participate... If Harry, the savior, was there, Voldemort might not be able to escape.

"Yeah." Harry also nodded.

He really hoped that he could be at the scene of the final battle, so that he could stand opposite Voldemort calmly and let him kill him.

Because only in this way can they completely kill Voldemort.

Harry couldn't help but think of the scene he saw from the Pensieve a few minutes ago, which was also what Snape wanted to tell him.

He was actually a Horcrux...

That's right, it was the same thing as the notebook, the Ravenclaw diadem, and the Slytherin locket... Voldemort's amulet.

As long as he was alive, Voldemort would never be killed.

And all this originated from the night more than ten years ago, when Voldemort was killed by his own killing curse, and at the same time, a fragment of his soul was blown away and attached to the only living soul in the collapsed house.

So he became Voldemort's Horcrux without Voldemort knowing...

Whenever he thought of this, Harry felt a chill all over his body, as if he was soaking in a black lake in winter, and even his soul was almost frozen.

He told Hermione and Ron about this, and both of them advised him not to believe it, saying that everything he saw might be just Snape's conspiracy to trick him into going to his death.

But Harry knew that these were not Snape's conspiracies. He could vaguely feel in his heart that the images he saw in the Pensieve were real.

And after accepting this truth, some of the things that were puzzling before also had answers.

A part of Voldemort lived in his body, so he had the ability to talk to snakes and connect with Voldemort's thoughts.

Because in a sense, he and Voldemort are one.

In fact, when Harry came out of the principal's office, he was ready to face Voldemort directly, just like Sirius's brother.

What was his name... Oh, R.A.B., Regulus.

Regulus risked his life for the Horcrux, hoping that Voldemort could be killed when he met his opponent, and Harry thought he could do the same.

But he never thought that when he came back, the war was over.

Hogwarts won the victory, Voldemort ran away in a panic, would he still do that?

Harry was a little confused, he felt like he was standing in the middle of a long tunnel, and for a moment he didn't know which direction to go.

"Harry, what are you thinking about?"

"I..." Harry looked up at Kyle in front of him, hesitated for a moment and then shook his head slightly, "No, nothing."

Perhaps out of selfish motives, Harry didn't want too many people to know that he was the evil Voldemort. He even wanted to go back a few minutes and knock himself out when he was about to tell Ron and Hermione the truth.

"That's it, that's good." Kyle didn't ask further questions, just looked at Harry thoughtfully and left.

He always felt that Harry was a little weird, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Maybe it's an illusion." Kyle shook his head, thinking to himself,

Snape did not die in the castle. It is impossible for Harry to know that he is a Horcrux. He is probably like everyone else and has not recovered from the cruel war.

Afterwards, Kyle came to the outside venue again. Chris and Diana had already left, probably going back to the Ministry of Magic with Emilia Bones.

The black lake water that was frozen by Diana was still in the middle of the field. From a distance, it was almost as big as a Quidditch pitch.

Professor Flitwick was also there.

When Kyle walked over, he happened to see him staring at a frozen fish in front of him in a daze.

"Professor, what are you looking at?" Kyle asked.

"Oh, it's Kyle." Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I was just sighing that only Diana can do such a large-scale freezing spell."

"You said this was a freezing spell?" Kyle blinked and asked in disbelief.

He also knows the freezing spell, which is just for sixth grade. It's okay to cool down the temperature in the summer, or to preserve food, but it's a bit impossible to freeze such a large black lake water.

He always thought that this was a special runic magic like Vulcan's Clear Way.

"Ah... it's not difficult to understand. There are always students who have extraordinary talents in certain magic." Professor Flitwick explained:

"Just like Harry Potter's mastery of the Disarming Curse, Mikel Drake's mastery of the Flashing Curse, and your Fiery Fire...well, the Flying Curse."

Professor Flitwick suddenly pursed his lips when he said this, and then continued: "And what Diana is best at is the freezing spell.

"I remember when she was still at school and she froze the black lake around the Slytherin common room."

The Slytherin common room is at the bottom. Outside the window is the bottom of the black lake, and there is no sunlight at all.

"Wait." Kyle seemed to have thought of something.

"If the black lake around the common room was frozen, the students in it..."

"Yeah, just like you thought."

Professor Flitwick didn't know what he thought of, and he couldn't help but twitch his lips, "Almost all the Slytherins asked for leave that day, and Poppy Pomfrey from the school hospital and Potions Professor Slughorn cooked it together. Hundreds of bottles of refreshing potions... During the meal, the entire Slytherin table was shrouded in white mist."

Kyle pursed his lips hard, trying not to look so gloating, "How did the professor handle it at that time?"

"Fifty points from Slytherin."

"That's it?" Kyle couldn't believe it. He stuffed the entire academy into the cold storage and only got fifty points deducted?

Was Hogwarts so enlightened back then?

You know, if you are caught wandering at night, you will be deducted ten points.

"What can we do? Don't forget that Diana is also a Slytherin."

Professor Flitwick said with a smile, "If the impact of this incident hadn't been too great, maybe even fifty points wouldn't have been deducted. Horace is... well, he is always very tolerant to capable students."

"Okay." Kyle nodded.

Now he finally knew where Snape learned his partiality. Was it in the same line as Head of Slytherin?

...No, why did I remember that dirty thing?

Kyle quickly changed direction and continued walking forward.

Professor McGonagall was looking at the broken stone armors. After they were destroyed by Voldemort, they were burned again by fierce fire. Most of them were completely scrapped. Only a few were still intact and could still be used.

Professor McGonagall stood there, her eyes full of heartache... This is something that has been around for a thousand years, how could it be broken?

If you need to use it again later...well, maybe you won't need it.

Professor McGonagall suddenly remembered that most of the Death Eaters brought by Voldemort this time will stay in Hogwarts forever. Even if he comes back again, Hogwarts will not need these stone armors to replenish the number of people.

It's just that the British wizarding world may be about to change drastically... There were already few wizards, and now there are even fewer. It's no wonder that as soon as the matter was over, Emilia Bones left in a hurry with the others.

However, these are things that the Ministry of Magic needs to consider, and they have nothing to do with Hogwarts. Moreover, the few dark wizards who do evil things may improve the environment of the British wizarding world as a result.

Professor McGonagall transformed into a cart and moved the armors that had been deformed by the fire, ready to try to see if they could be repaired.

Kyle had the good sense not to get close. After all, he was one of the culprits who destroyed the stone armor.

Kyle turned around, and on the way back to the castle, he suddenly saw a silver phoenix flash past and disappear at the entrance of the passage under the Whomping Willow.

Silver phoenix... patron saint?

Kyle paused and looked around.

Students and professors were coming and going around, everyone was busy with their own things, and no one seemed to have noticed the special patron saint just now.

Kyle squinted his eyes and walked into the passage again without any hesitation. This was the third time he walked here tonight.

Along the winding tunnel, Kyle soon saw light.

Voldemort blew the door open, so he could see the light from the room on the other side and the person sitting under the light from a distance.

"Professor Dumbledore, should you give me an explanation?" Kyle walked over and said expressionlessly.

Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite, looked a little embarrassed, "Kyle, I can explain."

"Okay, I'll listen." Kyle said, "But Professor, is it a bit too much to let me, a wizard who has just graduated and is less than twenty years old, deal with Voldemort while you are eating a cold drink here?"

"But you did it." Dumbledore admired sincerely: "You defeated Tom and protected Hogwarts."

"That's because of the help of others!" Kyle said angrily: "If it weren't for Mikel, I would have been beaten to death by Voldemort!"

"Ah, I know." Dumbledore nodded, "Actually, I was there at that time, but Mr. Drake's movements were faster than mine, and the effect was even perfect, so I went to do another thing. ”

"Another thing..." Kyle looked at him, "Is there anything more important than killing Voldemort?"

"Um...no." Dumbledore said, "But does that matter have something to do with you?"

"What?"

"About your mother Diana, to be precise."

Dumbledore explained: "You may not know that the Silent people know many secrets and are in charge of some unknown powers, so they are not allowed to participate in those big events. This is an iron rule."

"My mom quit her job," Kyle said.

"No silent person can resign voluntarily." Dumbledore said calmly.

Kyle frowned.

"But don't worry." Dumbledore suddenly smiled again, "Tonight, Diana just went out with her colleagues to kill a few Death Eaters who coveted the Department of Mysteries. That's all. She didn't even have to deduct her salary. ”

"Is that you?" Kyle looked at Dumbledore.

"Ah, I'm still very confident in my transfiguration." Dumbledore smiled, "I'm sure no one can see it, don't worry."

"Then the colleague you are talking about is Ariana, right?"

"Of course it's her," Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Even so, I still need an explanation." Kyle continued, but did not let Dumbledore successfully change the subject.

"We tried almost everything, but we only drove away Voldemort. This is such a loss."

"Don't forget, you also killed more than 70% of the Death Eaters." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

In fact, he had been nearby all along and saw everything that happened with his own eyes, but even so, he couldn't believe the result.

There were so many Death Eaters, almost all of them were wiped out... No matter what, this was a victory.

And after this time, it will be difficult for Voldemort to come back again, and the threat level will be greatly reduced.

Because no wizard can face hundreds or thousands of curses at the same time... Not Voldemort, not him, not even Merlin.

This is why the first thing he did after his comeback was to summon the Death Eaters.

But after today, he probably wouldn't be able to find any Death Eaters.

"But he is always a threat." Kyle narrowed his eyes, "And professor, you haven't answered my question directly yet."

"Okay, or let me change the question, what were you doing before going to the Department of Mysteries?"

"I was hesitating." Dumbledore sighed. "When you destroyed Tom's Horcrux and caused him a big loss for the first time, an idea suddenly came to me."

"What's the idea?"

"I was thinking, maybe I don't need to be resurrected." Dumbledore said, "I found that I am not as important as I thought.

"Without Dumbledore, Hogwarts is still the same Hogwarts, and everything is still in perfect order."

"Without Dumbledore, you can still defeat the Dark Lord, protect the school, and protect all those who are cherished, even better than when I was here."

"In that case, why should I come back?"

Dumbledore's voice was very soft, as if it was brought from afar by a gust of wind. It was very vague. Only when you listen carefully can you clearly hear what he said.

"Forgive me for being greedy, Kyle, that's what I was thinking, I want you to beat Tom more than anyone so I can live my retirement life for granted and not have to worry about being inundated with howler letters ”

"So I hesitated and didn't come out to help you right away. I always convinced myself in my heart that if I wait a little longer, maybe you can defeat him..."

Kyle was silent, subconsciously holding his wand and placing his other hand on the lock of the box.

As long as he wants to, he can open the box immediately.

Dumbledore didn't speak anymore and lowered his head, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

"If this is your reason..." Kyle narrowed his eyes, "Even so, when Voldemort escaped and Snape tried to take him away, you should be able to stop him... and take a step back 10,000 steps. , wait until they leave Hogwarts before taking action."

While he was speaking, his hand behind his back had quietly opened the lock of the box.

"I didn't do that." Dumbledore continued: "The Horcruxes have not all been destroyed. If we can't kill him, we can at most return everything to the time it was more than ten years ago, but that is meaningless."

"Horcrux..." Kyle raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing.

"The last Horcrux," Dumbledore said, "is not the rune you killed, but Harry Potter."

"Boom!" There was a sound behind him, as if something hit the place.

Kyle looked back and saw Harry sitting at the entrance of the secret passage, looking here in horror...

That was the sound he made when he fell to the ground.

"Deng...Deng, Professor Dumbledore?!" Harry almost shouted.

He was so shocked, as if he had seen something terrible. Almost in the blink of an eye, the blood on his face disappeared, and his lips became dry.

Merlin, he actually saw Dumbledore who had been dead for a long time. Is this a dream?

He urgently needed to find someone to ask to see if he was dazzled, but Ron and Hermione who came with him were even worse than him, as if they were completely stupid.

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