Chapter 403 The Riddler gets out of Hogwarts! ! !
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Hermione was very satisfied with Soul's answer and walked into the lounge in a happy mood.
Soul looked at his pocket watch. There was still plenty of time. He was hesitating whether to go to Professor Dumbledore. It was obvious that Dumbledore wanted to let him participate in the Triwizard Tournament, but Soul had no intention of following. Harry went to see Lao Fu dig open his father's grave to achieve resurrection.
I don’t want to go to that place where the sky is bound to be filled with green light and have a fight with Lao Fulai.
Life is still very important.
In fact, Soul knew that the key point of the entire plan was the Goblet of Fire, which was made into a portkey at some point. As long as he did not hold the cup, there would be no possibility of being teleported there. Voldemort wanted it. It was Harry, not himself.
Speaking of Cedric's death in his previous life, he was actually very unjustly accused by Avada, and his death was not a good one at all.
If you participate in the Triwizard Tournament, it will be self-evident whose place you will replace. If there are three brave men in a school, it will be very unfair to other schools, and it will not be easy to re-select again. Reality.
In this way, Cedric can survive. Well, Cedric's life is saved, but what about himself?
Suer believes that he is not a moral person, and putting himself in danger to save others is definitely not the behavior of a wise man.
This is a headache.
The best option is actually that only Harry is selected to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, and neither Cedric nor himself will participate, but as far as Soul knows, Cedric is ready to throw the name note into the cup, and the time is Tomorrow, all Hufflepuff will know.
If Cedric goes back on his word at the moment, running away is not a good reputation, and Soul doesn't think Cedric will listen to him and not participate.
Destiny has allowed the protagonists to walk on the established path. Even if the age line is different from the original work, the trend is irreversible. Soul does not think that the Goblet of Fire will not spit out Cedric's name.
After thinking about it, when he looked up, he found that the gargoyle was already in front of him.
Why did you come here? ? ?
Moreover, the gargoyle voluntarily stepped aside, revealing the spiral staircase leading to the principal's office.
Su Er looked embarrassed and couldn't help but sigh, "It's here now, right?"
The door to the principal's office was open. When Soul walked in, he found that in addition to Dumbledore himself, there was also Beauxbatons' principal, Madame Maxime.
The giantess, who was as tall as Hagrid, glanced at Sur in surprise as she walked into the principal's office, but didn't care.
"Then I'll be leaving, Albus."
Dumbledore nodded, and after Mrs. Maxim left, he took a colorfully wrapped candy from the drawer next to him, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes with satisfaction before looking at Soul.
"If you don't go to rest, why do you come to my place? Soul." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Uh..." Soul hesitated for a moment, then met Dumbledore's gentle gaze, "I came here to ask if you want me to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Oh? Don't you want to participate? This is a grand event." Dumbledore did not deny or admit it, but walked down from behind the desk.
"To be honest, I don't want to participate, Professor." Suer shook his head, "I think the most suitable place for me in this event is in the audience."
"It seems you have 'seen' something." Dumbledore chuckled.
"Yes, I saw it, Professor." Soul nodded and showed off, "I saw that someone would lose their life because of this, and I also saw the darkness covering England again."
"Yeah..." Dumbledore looked calm, not surprised, but stretched out his hand to motion for Soul to sit on the sofa, "An old friend of mine said the same."
"Do you have any plans?" Suer was already familiar with the principal's office. He sat down on the sofa and asked before he could sit still.
But Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "I don't have any plans for this."
"Tom's return is an inevitable fact. Even if some people don't want to admit it, only by regaining life can we truly kill."
"Speaking of which, when I was looking for information about Horcruxes, I asked an old friend of mine to send me an interesting book." Dumbledore gently hooked his hand, and an open book clattered on the desk. The ground closed and then flew over.
"I roughly know what method Tom is going to use to achieve his goal of resurrection. I asked Ms. Maxim to help me bring this from France."
Dumbledore placed the book on the small table in front of Soul. It was a very evil-looking book and was not very thick.
On the cover are several people in black robes, surrounding a fire camp. A naked man is floating on the fire camp. His expression is very clear, his eyes are protruding, his mouth is slightly open, and there is a deep look on his face. Deep fear and despair, above this naked man, there is a translucent man, also with his mouth slightly open, seeming to be howling.
It was indeed howling, and Sur clearly heard a scream that did not sound like a human voice.
"This is..." Suer's head was dizzy, and he quickly came to his senses, shrinking back.
"It's a book about recording various ritual magics." Dumbledore explained and reached out to open the book.
"Few people in the world know that the despicable Herbo was not only the creator of the world's first basilisk, but also the inventor of Horcruxes."
"Slytherin has also conducted research on this. There is a lot of research information in this area in his secret room, but most of the information there was taken away by Tom, and some of it has disappeared with the passage of time."
"Tom is too proud and arrogant. He thinks that if he destroys the data that he can destroy, no one will know." Dumbledore shook his head.
"But since Haierbo has made a Horcrux, he naturally has a way to use the Horcrux to regain life."
"Then, these data must have a source. Haierbo is not a Horcrux created out of thin air."
"Oh, I found it, right here." Dumbledore turned to one of the pages and gently pushed it in the direction of Soul.
"...The premise of everything required for the resurrection ceremony is that the resurrected person needs to have a certain consciousness and have an incomplete body, integrating the bones of relatives, the flesh of servants, and the blood of enemies into what I call Among the potions that are resurrecting agents...the production of the potion requires the following conditions: a cloudy day with the moon..."
The text was not long, and Sule quickly read the content on this page, as well as the incantations that needed to be recited for the resurrection ceremony.
Soul's expression was a little weird. Looking at Dumbledore's calm eyes, he figured it out. It turned out that everything Voldemort did this year was under Old Bee's calculation...including Harry's participation in the Triwizard Tournament. ..
If he hadn't seen this book, Su'er might not have any doubts, but now that he's seen the specific ritual, Su'er has doubts.
"The enemy's blood does not necessarily require Harry, right?"
"It's really not necessary." Dumbledore chuckled and winked.
The Riddler gets out of Hogwarts! ! !
Soul looked at his pocket watch. There was still plenty of time. He was hesitating whether to go to Professor Dumbledore. It was obvious that Dumbledore wanted to let him participate in the Triwizard Tournament, but Soul had no intention of following. Harry went to see Lao Fu dig open his father's grave to achieve resurrection.
I don’t want to go to that place where the sky is bound to be filled with green light and have a fight with Lao Fulai.
Life is still very important.
In fact, Soul knew that the key point of the entire plan was the Goblet of Fire, which was made into a portkey at some point. As long as he did not hold the cup, there would be no possibility of being teleported there. Voldemort wanted it. It was Harry, not himself.
Speaking of Cedric's death in his previous life, he was actually very unjustly accused by Avada, and his death was not a good one at all.
If you participate in the Triwizard Tournament, it will be self-evident whose place you will replace. If there are three brave men in a school, it will be very unfair to other schools, and it will not be easy to re-select again. Reality.
In this way, Cedric can survive. Well, Cedric's life is saved, but what about himself?
Suer believes that he is not a moral person, and putting himself in danger to save others is definitely not the behavior of a wise man.
This is a headache.
The best option is actually that only Harry is selected to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, and neither Cedric nor himself will participate, but as far as Soul knows, Cedric is ready to throw the name note into the cup, and the time is Tomorrow, all Hufflepuff will know.
If Cedric goes back on his word at the moment, running away is not a good reputation, and Soul doesn't think Cedric will listen to him and not participate.
Destiny has allowed the protagonists to walk on the established path. Even if the age line is different from the original work, the trend is irreversible. Soul does not think that the Goblet of Fire will not spit out Cedric's name.
After thinking about it, when he looked up, he found that the gargoyle was already in front of him.
Why did you come here? ? ?
Moreover, the gargoyle voluntarily stepped aside, revealing the spiral staircase leading to the principal's office.
Su Er looked embarrassed and couldn't help but sigh, "It's here now, right?"
The door to the principal's office was open. When Soul walked in, he found that in addition to Dumbledore himself, there was also Beauxbatons' principal, Madame Maxime.
The giantess, who was as tall as Hagrid, glanced at Sur in surprise as she walked into the principal's office, but didn't care.
"Then I'll be leaving, Albus."
Dumbledore nodded, and after Mrs. Maxim left, he took a colorfully wrapped candy from the drawer next to him, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes with satisfaction before looking at Soul.
"If you don't go to rest, why do you come to my place? Soul." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Uh..." Soul hesitated for a moment, then met Dumbledore's gentle gaze, "I came here to ask if you want me to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Oh? Don't you want to participate? This is a grand event." Dumbledore did not deny or admit it, but walked down from behind the desk.
"To be honest, I don't want to participate, Professor." Suer shook his head, "I think the most suitable place for me in this event is in the audience."
"It seems you have 'seen' something." Dumbledore chuckled.
"Yes, I saw it, Professor." Soul nodded and showed off, "I saw that someone would lose their life because of this, and I also saw the darkness covering England again."
"Yeah..." Dumbledore looked calm, not surprised, but stretched out his hand to motion for Soul to sit on the sofa, "An old friend of mine said the same."
"Do you have any plans?" Suer was already familiar with the principal's office. He sat down on the sofa and asked before he could sit still.
But Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "I don't have any plans for this."
"Tom's return is an inevitable fact. Even if some people don't want to admit it, only by regaining life can we truly kill."
"Speaking of which, when I was looking for information about Horcruxes, I asked an old friend of mine to send me an interesting book." Dumbledore gently hooked his hand, and an open book clattered on the desk. The ground closed and then flew over.
"I roughly know what method Tom is going to use to achieve his goal of resurrection. I asked Ms. Maxim to help me bring this from France."
Dumbledore placed the book on the small table in front of Soul. It was a very evil-looking book and was not very thick.
On the cover are several people in black robes, surrounding a fire camp. A naked man is floating on the fire camp. His expression is very clear, his eyes are protruding, his mouth is slightly open, and there is a deep look on his face. Deep fear and despair, above this naked man, there is a translucent man, also with his mouth slightly open, seeming to be howling.
It was indeed howling, and Sur clearly heard a scream that did not sound like a human voice.
"This is..." Suer's head was dizzy, and he quickly came to his senses, shrinking back.
"It's a book about recording various ritual magics." Dumbledore explained and reached out to open the book.
"Few people in the world know that the despicable Herbo was not only the creator of the world's first basilisk, but also the inventor of Horcruxes."
"Slytherin has also conducted research on this. There is a lot of research information in this area in his secret room, but most of the information there was taken away by Tom, and some of it has disappeared with the passage of time."
"Tom is too proud and arrogant. He thinks that if he destroys the data that he can destroy, no one will know." Dumbledore shook his head.
"But since Haierbo has made a Horcrux, he naturally has a way to use the Horcrux to regain life."
"Then, these data must have a source. Haierbo is not a Horcrux created out of thin air."
"Oh, I found it, right here." Dumbledore turned to one of the pages and gently pushed it in the direction of Soul.
"...The premise of everything required for the resurrection ceremony is that the resurrected person needs to have a certain consciousness and have an incomplete body, integrating the bones of relatives, the flesh of servants, and the blood of enemies into what I call Among the potions that are resurrecting agents...the production of the potion requires the following conditions: a cloudy day with the moon..."
The text was not long, and Sule quickly read the content on this page, as well as the incantations that needed to be recited for the resurrection ceremony.
Soul's expression was a little weird. Looking at Dumbledore's calm eyes, he figured it out. It turned out that everything Voldemort did this year was under Old Bee's calculation...including Harry's participation in the Triwizard Tournament. ..
If he hadn't seen this book, Su'er might not have any doubts, but now that he's seen the specific ritual, Su'er has doubts.
"The enemy's blood does not necessarily require Harry, right?"
"It's really not necessary." Dumbledore chuckled and winked.
The Riddler gets out of Hogwarts! ! !
