Chapter 353 The Great Summoning Spell: Dumbledore is flying!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Some black mist overflowed from the ring, and the mist instantly invaded the mouse's body. The poor white mouse only twitched in pain a few times and then fell to the ground motionless.

A very powerful curse!

Hermione asked: "Is this okay?"

Having said that, Hermione knew very well that Voldemort's curse would not be broken so easily.

"Try again!" Andy sighed.

Andy used the Flying Curse to summon the second white mouse, but its fate was basically the same as its predecessor - after being cursed, it just screamed a few times and died.

Andy spread his hands and said helplessly: "Curse magic is my knowledge blind spot. I have never learned this aspect of magic."

"Me too!"

Hermione was not going to give up, she said: "After the third grade starts, we can go search in the forbidden book area, maybe we can find a way to break the curse."

"As for now, we just have to stop wearing this ring."

Andy is not that naive.

This is Voldemort's curse. How can it be possible to find a solution in the forbidden area? If it were that easy, the curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts wouldn't have existed for so long.

"I have an idea..."

Andy's eyes lit up, "To be honest, I have wanted to do this for a long time, but I have never dared."

"Well today is an exception because we destroyed a Horcrux. So I wanted to try that trick."

A trick?

Hermione was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and her face became very strange.

That trick couldn't be a flying spell, right?

Andy clenched the wand in his right hand, with a solemn expression on his face, and then swung the wand fiercely, condensing all his spiritual power into the belief of summoning, and shouted: "Come Dumbledore!"

Hermione: "..."

Fuck (a plant)!

The moment he used the Flying Curse to summon Dumbledore, most of the magic power in Andy's body was drained out in the blink of an eye, and the remaining magic power was also flowing away at an extremely fast speed.

Andy quickly terminated the magic.

"call--"

In just a moment, Andy's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Andy didn't know what the price would be after the magic was drained, but Andy didn't intend to know this - the horror of that moment was unprecedented.

"Andy, how are you?"

Hermione quickly supported Andy, with an anxious look on her face, "Andy, are you okay?"

Andy took a deep breath, shook his head to signal Hermione not to worry, and then said: "I'm fine, but the magic failed. Fortunately, I terminated the magic in advance, so I didn't cause an irreversible magic accident."

At this moment, Andy finally knew where the patients in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies came from.

Magic is dangerous!

But when a wizard masters magic skillfully, magic will become controllable and convenient.

Such convenience makes it easy for people to overlook the risks of magic.

Born in sorrow, died in happiness!

Andy's attempt to commit suicide this time was obviously to die of comfort.

…

Hogsmeade, Hogs Head Pub.

This is a small, dirty bar with hundreds of years of history.

The pub is located on the corner of the main road in Hogsmeade. The several windows here were thickly covered with dirt, barely letting in any light, and some candles were lit on the rough wooden tables.

At this moment, the greatest wizard of the twentieth century, Albus Dumbledore, was eating and drinking in this bar without intending to pay.

The owner of the bar, Aberforth Dumbledore, was standing behind the counter, looking at his brother with disgust.

Aberforth had no intention of talking to his brother or taking any money from him - the two brothers had been getting along like this for nearly a hundred years.

When did it start?

Probably since the death of their sister Ariana Dumbledore!

"Huh?"

Dumbledore was suddenly stunned. He felt a summoning power, and that power disappeared almost in a flash.

Aberforth glanced at his brother.

"I have to go out." Dumbledore stood up and said.

"That would be great."

Aberforth said unceremoniously: "Now? Then you'd better hurry up and never come back!"

Dumbledore didn't care. He cleared the tableware on the table and slowly walked out of the Pig's Head Bar.

Dumbledore knew the force that called to him.

It's a flying curse!

This is really incredible!

Dumbledore simply couldn't imagine which wizard was so reckless that he would use the Flying Curse to summon him, and the distance between them was so far away.

Does he want his life?

Dumbledore decided to go and have a look. If he was lucky, he might be able to send the other person to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries so that the other person could live in a hospital bed for the rest of his life.

This is better than death.

Snapped!

Dumbledore's figure appeared, and he frowned as he looked at the house in front of him - he knew this place, it was the old house of the Gaunt family after their bankruptcy.

Who will come here?

Dumbledore knew that the Gaunt family was related to Voldemort, but he didn't think there would be any value here.

How could Voldemort like these poor relatives?

Just when Dumbledore was confused, a conversation between two people came from inside the house.

A man and a woman, and the voices were very familiar.

"Do you really don't need to go to the hospital?"

"It's really not necessary. I know my status. I terminated the magic early and was not harmed."

"Okay! What about this ring?"

"Well... put it in a box and take it away! When I get home, I will write a letter to Dumbledore and ask him to come and deal with it."

"That's fine! Dumbledore always has a way. By the way, you must remind Dumbledore not to let him wear this ring."

Another voice suddenly fell silent for a moment, "Maybe we can use this ring to kill Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore: "..."

He knew who the two people in the room were.

But Dumbledore didn't know if he should be here at this moment.

After all, the two people in the room were 'premeditating' to kill him, and his sudden appearance here might embarrass them.

"Don't be kidding, that curse is very powerful." said the girl in the room.

"Hermione, I suddenly have a bad feeling."

"Let's get out of here right now!"

"good!"

squeak——

The old door was pushed open.

Hermione was suddenly stunned, and Andy froze on the spot.

"Professor Dumbledore!?" Hermione said happily.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore." Andy was really embarrassed.

Others may not know the truth, but Andy himself knows very well that he really thought about using the curse to kill Dumbledore - when he was his enemy.