The theft of Gringotts was no small matter - the year Harry entered the wizarding world, the media at the time were as happy as madmen because of the news of the Gringotts accident, and the tabloids were all relevant information.

However, Voldemort and Quirrell did not succeed that year, so the news was eventually suppressed.

It can't be helped—Gringotts can't say that it's not safe, and that the vault can be invaded casually, right?

Still in business?

Given that the owner of the hacked vault knew why those things happened at the time, the goblins spent a certain price to suppress the matter.

However, today's matter is obviously not so easy to do - the treasure of an entire treasury, released to hire a group of wizards to destroy the ecology of a small country's magical world, the huge wealth disappeared cleanly, and there was not even a slag left.

Although he didn't witness the devastation of the vault after Dumbledore's move, there is no doubt that there is no wealth left for Voldemort in it - it doesn't matter if you can't avoid Gringotts's anti-theft system and bring out all the things, as long as the things are destroyed, the goal will be achieved.

Therefore, it is only natural that the principal does not look back at the explosion!

Well, that's it - Alan and the others quickly returned to the school's principal's office after the riot, and they didn't mean to stay there and watch the excitement at all.

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Inside Dumbledore's office, Alan had just returned.

At this moment, a small box was placed on the table, and the lid was opened with the lightest force possible, revealing the Hufflepuff Gold Cup inside.

"Is that it?" Harry's voice trembled, apparently not fully relieving himself from the excitement of the previous attack on Gringotts.

"There's no doubt about it—as far as I've gotten of it, it fell into Voldemort's hands, and then appeared in the vault of a loyal Death Eater, and nothing explains it better than that it had become a Horcrux. Dumbledore shook his wand slightly as he spoke—destroying Horcruxes was no easy task, just like it took Dumbledore a long time to come up with the idea of using Gryffindor's sword to cut Horcruxes apart after he got the ring.

It's as if almost everyone now knows Newton's three laws, and Newton himself has spent half his life trying to figure them out, and it is pure nonsense to prove that the problem is not difficult with the answers that have already been known - so, for now, Dumbledore has no idea what to do with this Horcrux.

As for Alan, he obviously can't say it.

I just guessed the location of the Horcrux, and now I've figured out how to destroy the Horcrux - oh, boy, do you spend all day studying Horcruxes or something, and you also want to use Horcruxes to make an immortal Dark Lord three generations like the Dark Lord?

In order to prevent infighting, Alan could only watch Dumbledore there, poking and poking with his wand, if it weren't for the faint light flashing on the wand, the scene would be so embarrassing that it exploded...

"Clever technique," it took a long time for Dumbledore to discover the wand, and a more magical look appeared on his face - but then the look became more and more determined, and several spells were easily hit on the top of the cup, and then easily shot off by the cup.

"Spells to strengthen the cup, spells to absorb magic, spells to counteract vigilance - he cleverly arranged seven spells to protect the soul hidden in the cup, and in a short time, I couldn't find a way to destroy the soul inside the cup. Dumbledore shook his head, but there was no loss in his eyes.

Half of the reason why this Horcrux is so strong is because of the spells that Voldemort added later, and the other half is simply on top of the cup itself.

After all, Hufflepuff himself left such a magic prop, and the power infused in it plus Voldemort's own protection made it difficult to make Dumbledore beat two.

"There's no doubt that this is a Horcrux, but we've got a few small things to deal with at the moment—" Dumbledore said with a smile, apparently ruling out a Horcrux to the Headmaster's good mood.

However, a knock on the door quickly interrupted Dumbledore's words, and as Dumbledore quickly put the Horcrux away again, Professor McGonagall pushed open the door and entered, with permission.

Apparently, Professor McGonagall was startled by the crowd in the room.

Especially since the people in the room shouldn't normally be together - it was clear that the chances of Professor Snape and Sirius peacefully appearing in the same room were too low.

If there were only two professors, Sirius and Snape, there was no doubt that Dumbledore was trying to mediate between the two professors, which was a normal operation.

If Harry or Alan were alone with Professor Snape, there was no doubt that there should have been a problem between the teacher and the student, and it was Dumbledore's side to complain.

But what's going on with such a bunch of people coming together right now?

Could it be that Sirius and Harry Allen blocked Professor Snape and beat him up?

Looking at the people whose clothes were a little messy due to the uncomfortable travel and the transformation back, Professor McGonagall affirmed her thoughts more and more, and shook her head helplessly, not saying a word about it.

Speaking of which, the four people present were all her students, what could she do?

Two of them are still her colleagues, so she can't pull the shelf, right?

Besides, the fight is over, and it's all on Dumbledore's side, and it's too late for her to deal with it again, especially now that she still has more urgent news to report, she shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing.

Shaking her head at Alan helplessly, Professor McGonagall sighed, "I'm sorry, Dumbledore, but with you dealing with such a bothersome matter, I have to tell you that we have something more important at the moment - the Ministry of Magic has sent a notice, Minister Fudge has asked to visit, and it will come soon." ”

The professor turned his head to look at Alan and the others, his eyes full of anger: "Although there are some things I should not say, but it is the Christmas holiday, and the personnel of the three visiting schools are here, I hope you can think more about the glory of the school, and don't lose your mind because of a temporary quarrel." “

The professor's eyes were unusually oppressive, but fortunately, the main output was all on the two professors, which made the pressure on Allen's side a lot less.

emmm？

Alan looked confused...