Chapter 1152: The location of the locket
() In the early morning, the bright sun shines through the window, reflecting on the marble floor of the principal's office.
Dumbledore, who stayed up late last night, had woken up and was sitting behind his desk, enjoying the morning tea prepared by the house-elf while reading the latest issue of Transfiguration of the Day.
Transfiguration Today has had few eye-catching articles since Albert stopped contributing to the magazine.
In September's "Transfiguration Today" magazine, there were even a few articles that made up the number, which really disappointed Dumbledore.
Putting down the teacup, Dumbledore picked up the latest issue of the newspaper that the house-elf had kept in the corner of his desk.
It was a pity that there was nothing worthy of his attention in the newspapers, and the content of the headlines made his good mood in the early morning vanish.
Yesterday, two more "dark wizards" were sentenced to death by the Wizengamore court.
To be honest, Dumbledore didn't like the new minister's style of killing people at every turn. Even though Scrimgeour was very willing to take his advice on some matters, he still had the idea of condemning the "extremely vicious" dark wizard to death. Perseverance and never give up.
"The Ministry of Magic has always used Veritaserum to interrogate prisoners. We try our best not to wrong any good person, but we will never let any vicious prisoner go."
Dumbledore put down the paper and recalled the unpleasant memory of the last time he had spoken to Scrimgeour about the execution of prisoners.
Scrimgeour's toughness on this matter is surprising, and Scrimgeour never shies away from specific reasons.
In fact, even the staff at the Wizengamore Court and even the higher-ups at the Ministry of Magic knew why.
"Even if the Ministry of Magic continues to strengthen the defense of Azkaban Prison, we will never be able to guard against You-Know-Who."
Dumbledore remembered Scrimgeour's helpless expression in Wizengamore Court as he spoke about it.
"Unless, let Dumbledore go to Azkaban to be the warden, but I think the Hogwarts kids are more important than these bastards."
"Instead of giving this group of vicious **** a chance to do bad things again, it is better to let them never have the opportunity to hurt other innocent people. This is the real responsibility for the entire magic world."
"We're at war, don't be merciful to the enemy unless you want to kill those who fought bravely on the front lines."
Since that day, the Wizengamore court has not hesitated to sentence prisoners who should have been sentenced to life in prison.
Even Dumbledore couldn't refute Scrimgeour because he was equally aware of the grim fact that Voldemort was sure to take Azkaban prison.
If the Aurors spent a lot of sacrifices to capture them in prison, and as a result, these guys were not punished for this, but were released by Voldemort, it would undoubtedly be sorry for the brave warriors who sacrificed their lives in the capture.
Perfect speech!
Decisive and courageous.
Scrimgeour was simply a hero in the eyes of countless people, the best person to lead the wizarding world through the current difficulties.
However, intuition tells Dumbledore that this is only the surface.
Something must have happened to make Scrimgeour put aside all his concerns and fight against the forces of darkness.
Dumbledore suspected that this had something to do with Albert, and he was curious about what Albert said to Scrimgeour.
It wasn't until last night that Dumbledore got the answer.
"Mr. Anderson told me that I was going to die in office, murdered by You-Know-Who, and he advised me to give up the confrontation or prepare for a desperate fight."
Scrimgeour calmly gave this cruel answer
At that time, Dumbledore knew everything.
He dared to say that Albert definitely told Scrimgeour on purpose.
As for lying, it's obviously unlikely.
The reason is not hard to guess:
The fact that the Death Eaters led someone to try to kill Albert at his wedding really annoyed Albert.
Although Albert did not kill anyone that day, with the help of the Ministry of Magic, the dark wizards who were caught were executed one by one.
This trial lasted for more than a month, and it was undoubtedly deliberately displayed to others, as if to tell them: This is your fate.
Prevent?
Obviously not possible.
Because there is no evidence at all.
Scrimgeour wouldn't tolerate it either, he slaughtered dark wizards so frantically in order to weaken Voldemort's power as much as possible.
Dumbledore could not be sure if Scrimgeour knew about his dying, but he knew that Scrimgeour was trying to give himself a chance.
Minimizing Voldemort's help as much as possible, the lonely Dark Lord is not as scary as he imagined.
"Divination?"
Dumbledore took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time, it was almost nine o'clock.
That person should be here soon.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the principal's office.
"Please come in!"
The door was pushed open and Albert came in from outside.
"Sit here." Dumbledore asked with a smile. "What are you going to drink?"
"milk tea."
A cup of steaming milk tea appeared in front of Albert out of thin air.
"Just tell me if you have something," Albert took a sip of milk tea, "I'll make an appointment with someone else later."
"It seems that you have been very busy recently."
Dumbledore added a tablespoon of honey to his cup of milk tea, stirred it slowly with a spoon, and took a sip, looking like he was enjoying it.
"No, something happened today." Albert also added some honey to the glass, "I have been writing a memoir to the LeMay couple recently."
"Memoirs?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes, if you need, I can also write a book for you." Albert took another sip of milk tea.
"I shouldn't need that kind of thing." Dumbledore shrugged, "I'd rather you help me divination the exact location of the Slytherin locket."
"You haven't found it yet?"
"I didn't find it. After Sirius killed the house-elf, Slytherin's locket disappeared. I suspect it is no longer in Sirius's house."
After speaking, Dumbledore took Albert to the cabinet where the Pensieve was placed, took out a vial from the cabinet, and poured the swirling memory into the Pensieve.
A picture soon appeared in the Pensieve, a crimson velvet cushion on which lay a heavy gold locket.
"This is Slytherin's locket." Dumbledore introduced Albert.
"The mysterious man was really handsome when he was young." Albert looked at the handsome young man next to him, and suddenly asked, "Is he like this now because of the creation of Horcrux?"
"Your focus is really surprising." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that Albert would suddenly mention Tom's appearance.
"After all, the appearance of the mysterious man is really impressive."
"This should be because Voldemort has made many crazy attempts on himself in pursuit of his eternal power."
"I thought it was because of the division of the soul."
"That was indeed a crazy act." Dumbledore said softly, "I always suspected that he became what he is now, and it has something to do with him dividing his soul. The aftermath of the abuse of black magic has always affected Voldemort."
"You don't have to worry about me being tempted by darkness." Albert's tone was full of disgust, "I'm not interested in that thing."
"I know, but... maybe, you can try to divine the location of the Slytherin locket," Dumbledore added.
"I'm not sure I can find it, but I can try it." Albert returned to his desk and began to use the crystal ball prepared by Dumbledore to predict the location of Slytherin's locket.
After Albert's hand touched the crystal ball, the white mist inside quickly spun, and a suitcase came into view.
"I see, I probably know what's going on!" Dumbledore looked at the suitcase in the crystal ball and said with slightly narrowed eyes.
"That's really good news."
Albert naturally guessed who took Slytherin's locket. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
"If that's the case, then I'll go first." Albert got up and prepared to leave, "Just give me those notes after you've sorted them out."
"Wait, Albert."
"Is there anything else?" Albert stopped, turned his head and asked.
"Malfoy Manor was burned down a while ago."
"I just gave the Malfoy family an impressive warning." Albert didn't intend to deny that he had burned the Malfoy Manor, and said softly, "I'm not you, and I'm not so tolerant of people who want to kill me. "
"Mr. Malfoy plays a very important role in my plan," Dumbledore said suddenly.
"Oh, are you going to let him kill you?"
"It seems that you have already guessed part of the plan." Dumbledore shrugged nonchalantly.
"When you die, I will remember to help you write this memoir."
