Chapter 501 Attack of the Department of Mysteries
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
Unlike Dumbledore the Riddler, Merlin doesn't like to show off.
"If my perception is correct, Voldemort still has three Horcruxes left," he said.
"Three..." Glenn quickly thought that in addition to the Hufflepuff Gold Cup and Harry that they had never found, Voldemort's snake Nagini had also become one of the Horcruxes.
"That's right." Merlin nodded and said, "When he stopped me from killing the queen, I felt that one of the soul fragments was not far from him, but I don't know where it was hidden. "
"Sure enough..." Glenn thought to himself.
Merlin continued: "The other one I think you should already know is the boy named Harry. But as far as I know, there seems to have never been a precedent for a human being to become a Horcrux. And the fragmented aura on him is different from the other two. It’s so the same, I’ve heard his story, and if I’m not wrong, the process of him becoming a Horcrux may be a coincidence.”
Dumbledore agreed: "On this, Mr. Merlin, we agree with you."
"As for the last one, it should be what you have been looking for. When I was passing through London, I also found a trace of the same soul aura as him, near your family's wand shop. Of course, that is, provided that your ancestors did not Move it somewhere else..."
Glenn pretended to know nothing and asked: "Diagon Alley? He can't possibly hide the Horcrux in Gringotts, right?"
"Gringotts? Where is that place?" Merlin was slightly stunned.In his time, Diagon Alley was only in its infancy, and Gringotts had not yet been established.
"Uh..." Glenn explained with a slight embarrassment: "That is a bank that specifically serves wizards and is completely controlled by goblins."
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "Well, Mr. Merlin, please take some time in the past few days to accompany me to Diagon Alley. If it is Gringotts, I'm afraid there are still some Trouble, even I would have a hard time getting in there without being noticed."
"Is it so difficult?" Glenn was slightly surprised. "Didn't Voldemort and Quirrell almost succeed when it came to the Sorcerer's Stone?"
Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "It's not as simple as you think, Glenn. Breaking in and escaping smoothly is a huge difference in difficulty compared to not being discovered at all."
"I understand..."
Reminiscent of the huge commotion the three Harrys made in Gringotts in the original book, Glenn suddenly realized that he had underestimated the goblins' anti-theft methods.
"This matter is not urgent yet. We can make more preparations to reduce the possibility of attracting Voldemort's attention as much as possible." Dumbledore said.
The pleasantries were skipped and the business chat started quickly. In less than an hour, the conversation came to an end.
"I accidentally missed dinner today. If you are not in a hurry to go back, why not stay and have a supper with me?" Dumbledore invited, "The last time you two had dinner here was a long time ago. ”
Neither Glenn nor Morgana declined, but nodded and stayed.
Soon, under Rooney's arrangement, the elves brought a table full of delicacies, including Morgana's favorite English afternoon tea.
Merlin sighed with emotion: "I really envy you. Speaking of which, the last time I tasted delicious food was more than 1000 years ago."
Morgana looked at the exquisite three-layer shelf and was slightly distracted, with a look of reminiscence on her face.
As the time approached midnight, Glenn drank the last sip of hot tea in the cup and prepared to stand up and leave with Morgana.
Suddenly, the door to the principal's office was knocked open again.
Everyone, including Dumbledore, was stunned for a moment.
Merlin stood up quickly, and his figure gradually became illusory and disappeared from the place.He didn't leave, he just hid the use of soul magic.
"Come in," Dumbledore said, waving the table away.
Outside the door was Professor McGonagall in dressing gown, followed by Harry.
Glenn said nothing, silently guessing in his mind.
At this time...could it be that Harry saw Voldemort's actions in his dream again?
"What's the matter, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked softly.
Seeing Glenn and Morgana, Professor McGonagall was also a little confused, but she still suppressed her curiosity and explained: "It's like this, Professor Dumbledore, Potter just made a... I don't know How to describe it...probably a nightmare..."
"That's not a nightmare!" Harry interrupted quickly.
"Okay, Potter, you can tell the principal yourself." Professor McGonagall said helplessly.
"I...well, I was sleeping..." Harry said, "but you know...it wasn't a dream...it was real."
He looked so anxious that his words were somewhat incoherent.
"Don't worry, Harry." Dumbledore comforted, "Speak slowly, I believe what you say."
Harry took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and continued: "I saw a person...it was Tonks...she was bitten by a big black snake..."
Bitten by a snake?
Tonks?
Glenn was shocked, and he quickly guessed that the dream described by Harry was about the attack in the Department of Mysteries.
But according to the plot in the original book, the attack should have waited until close to Christmas, that is, the night of DA's last class before the holidays.
Dumbledore's face became much more serious. Before Harry could continue describing, he immediately stood up and woke up the sleeping portrait on the wall.
After hearing his arrangement, the two former principals in the portraits nodded immediately and disappeared from the frame.
"How do you know where Tonks is?" Harry couldn't help but ask.
"Calm down, Harry. Since Dumbledore arranged it like this, he must have guessed the place where she was attacked." Glenn stood up and pulled him to sit down.
Dumbledore nodded to him, walked quickly to Fawkes' shelf, and stroked the golden feathers on his head.
"We need a little warning," he said softly.
There was a flash of fire, and Fox disappeared in an instant.
"Can you tell me about that dream, Harry?" Dumbledore looked at Harry again, "I need to know from what perspective did you see Tonks being attacked?"
"I..." Harry obviously hesitated before replying, "I feel...I am that snake..."
"Is that so..." Dumbledore murmured to himself, "I understand..."
Glenn immediately guessed what he understood. Combined with the clues Merlin provided a few hours ago, he had obviously guessed that, besides Harry and the golden cup, the last Horcrux was the big snake beside Voldemort - Nagini.
"If my perception is correct, Voldemort still has three Horcruxes left," he said.
"Three..." Glenn quickly thought that in addition to the Hufflepuff Gold Cup and Harry that they had never found, Voldemort's snake Nagini had also become one of the Horcruxes.
"That's right." Merlin nodded and said, "When he stopped me from killing the queen, I felt that one of the soul fragments was not far from him, but I don't know where it was hidden. "
"Sure enough..." Glenn thought to himself.
Merlin continued: "The other one I think you should already know is the boy named Harry. But as far as I know, there seems to have never been a precedent for a human being to become a Horcrux. And the fragmented aura on him is different from the other two. It’s so the same, I’ve heard his story, and if I’m not wrong, the process of him becoming a Horcrux may be a coincidence.”
Dumbledore agreed: "On this, Mr. Merlin, we agree with you."
"As for the last one, it should be what you have been looking for. When I was passing through London, I also found a trace of the same soul aura as him, near your family's wand shop. Of course, that is, provided that your ancestors did not Move it somewhere else..."
Glenn pretended to know nothing and asked: "Diagon Alley? He can't possibly hide the Horcrux in Gringotts, right?"
"Gringotts? Where is that place?" Merlin was slightly stunned.In his time, Diagon Alley was only in its infancy, and Gringotts had not yet been established.
"Uh..." Glenn explained with a slight embarrassment: "That is a bank that specifically serves wizards and is completely controlled by goblins."
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "Well, Mr. Merlin, please take some time in the past few days to accompany me to Diagon Alley. If it is Gringotts, I'm afraid there are still some Trouble, even I would have a hard time getting in there without being noticed."
"Is it so difficult?" Glenn was slightly surprised. "Didn't Voldemort and Quirrell almost succeed when it came to the Sorcerer's Stone?"
Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "It's not as simple as you think, Glenn. Breaking in and escaping smoothly is a huge difference in difficulty compared to not being discovered at all."
"I understand..."
Reminiscent of the huge commotion the three Harrys made in Gringotts in the original book, Glenn suddenly realized that he had underestimated the goblins' anti-theft methods.
"This matter is not urgent yet. We can make more preparations to reduce the possibility of attracting Voldemort's attention as much as possible." Dumbledore said.
The pleasantries were skipped and the business chat started quickly. In less than an hour, the conversation came to an end.
"I accidentally missed dinner today. If you are not in a hurry to go back, why not stay and have a supper with me?" Dumbledore invited, "The last time you two had dinner here was a long time ago. ”
Neither Glenn nor Morgana declined, but nodded and stayed.
Soon, under Rooney's arrangement, the elves brought a table full of delicacies, including Morgana's favorite English afternoon tea.
Merlin sighed with emotion: "I really envy you. Speaking of which, the last time I tasted delicious food was more than 1000 years ago."
Morgana looked at the exquisite three-layer shelf and was slightly distracted, with a look of reminiscence on her face.
As the time approached midnight, Glenn drank the last sip of hot tea in the cup and prepared to stand up and leave with Morgana.
Suddenly, the door to the principal's office was knocked open again.
Everyone, including Dumbledore, was stunned for a moment.
Merlin stood up quickly, and his figure gradually became illusory and disappeared from the place.He didn't leave, he just hid the use of soul magic.
"Come in," Dumbledore said, waving the table away.
Outside the door was Professor McGonagall in dressing gown, followed by Harry.
Glenn said nothing, silently guessing in his mind.
At this time...could it be that Harry saw Voldemort's actions in his dream again?
"What's the matter, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked softly.
Seeing Glenn and Morgana, Professor McGonagall was also a little confused, but she still suppressed her curiosity and explained: "It's like this, Professor Dumbledore, Potter just made a... I don't know How to describe it...probably a nightmare..."
"That's not a nightmare!" Harry interrupted quickly.
"Okay, Potter, you can tell the principal yourself." Professor McGonagall said helplessly.
"I...well, I was sleeping..." Harry said, "but you know...it wasn't a dream...it was real."
He looked so anxious that his words were somewhat incoherent.
"Don't worry, Harry." Dumbledore comforted, "Speak slowly, I believe what you say."
Harry took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and continued: "I saw a person...it was Tonks...she was bitten by a big black snake..."
Bitten by a snake?
Tonks?
Glenn was shocked, and he quickly guessed that the dream described by Harry was about the attack in the Department of Mysteries.
But according to the plot in the original book, the attack should have waited until close to Christmas, that is, the night of DA's last class before the holidays.
Dumbledore's face became much more serious. Before Harry could continue describing, he immediately stood up and woke up the sleeping portrait on the wall.
After hearing his arrangement, the two former principals in the portraits nodded immediately and disappeared from the frame.
"How do you know where Tonks is?" Harry couldn't help but ask.
"Calm down, Harry. Since Dumbledore arranged it like this, he must have guessed the place where she was attacked." Glenn stood up and pulled him to sit down.
Dumbledore nodded to him, walked quickly to Fawkes' shelf, and stroked the golden feathers on his head.
"We need a little warning," he said softly.
There was a flash of fire, and Fox disappeared in an instant.
"Can you tell me about that dream, Harry?" Dumbledore looked at Harry again, "I need to know from what perspective did you see Tonks being attacked?"
"I..." Harry obviously hesitated before replying, "I feel...I am that snake..."
"Is that so..." Dumbledore murmured to himself, "I understand..."
Glenn immediately guessed what he understood. Combined with the clues Merlin provided a few hours ago, he had obviously guessed that, besides Harry and the golden cup, the last Horcrux was the big snake beside Voldemort - Nagini.
