Chapter 33: Take the little butterfly to Dumbledore

Early the next morning, a group of Hogwarts students rushed into the Great Hall to have breakfast with a group of Hogwarts students at the Quidditch Pitch, and Lin Dao got up from the bed leisurely.

From the time he learned the prophecy technique, Lin Daodao thought that he had no chance with poisoned milk, after all, in a sense, poisoned milk was actually a kind of law of cause and effect. Even such a thing as fate has begun to come into contact, and poisonous milk or anything else naturally does not exist.

Even if there are times when the magic is released, although it needs to be deliberately reversed, in the empty blue state, Lin Daodao thinks that he can throw away the painful attribute of poisonous milk.

But yesterday's explosion in the audience was a perfect proof that Lin Daodao still brought its own mysterious power from the East......

This was very painful, so Lin Daodao didn't even eat breakfast after getting up and washing, so he turned to call the little butterfly out from the Yin Yang Liao, and then walked towards the principal's office.

The castle of Hogwarts was extremely unfriendly to road idiots like Lin Daodao, and after half an hour, Lin Dao Dao finally found the location of the headmaster's office.

"Old Dengtou, I'm looking for you. Lin Daodao said with a smile as he walked up the steps.

Dumbledore sat in the Headmaster's room, dressed in a dark purple cloak with a pair of deep pupils under half-moon-shaped glasses.

"A very chic title, Professor Lin. Dumbledore said with a smile, and then looked at the little butterfly behind Lin Daodao: "Professor Lin, this is your daughter?"

Lin Daodao wanted to hit someone when he heard it...... Last time Hermione was mistaken for his daughter, this time it's a little butterfly.

"Professor, I'm eighteen. ”

A satisfied smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, and his tall and thin figure seemed to suddenly glow with a different kind of vitality in Lin Daodao's eyes.

Old Deng Tou is definitely here to deliberately add blockage, absolutely!

"Just now I was thinking about going to the stargazing platform to find you, but I didn't expect Professor Lin to come by himself. Dumbledore said with a smile as he motioned for Lin Daodao to find a place to sit on his own.

"I came to you to ask about yesterday, there are three forces on a broomstick, don't say you didn't do it. Lin Daodao pouted and said.

"But I didn't expect Professor Lin to be able to dispel the magic of three people. Dumbledore said with curiosity in his eyes.

Lin Daodao shrugged: "Fate determines everything, fate makes that broom untainted by magic, and your magic naturally cannot act on that broom." ”

"Is this fate?" asked Dumbledore in surprise.

"It's my fate, but I ran out of magic yesterday, otherwise the spell wouldn't have been stained with any magic for the rest of the day. Lin Daodao said with a smile, "But what's the matter with the blew up in the stands over there, headmaster, your own hand?"

Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

Lin Daodao was angry, what is this, forcibly carrying the black cauldron to Dumbledore? You must know that yesterday Huang Daxian personally brushed wave 666 in the live broadcast room, and the hat of poisonous milk on his head is stable.

"Forget it, it's all trivial, it's been revealed. Old Dengtou, it's not me looking for you today, but bringing a little butterfly to see you...... of the right hand. ”

Dumbledore's face suddenly became cautious, but Lin Daodao continued as if he didn't see Dumbledore's expression: "Little Butterfly's talent may be able to dispel the dark magic on your right hand. ”

"Professor Lin knows about the dark magic in my hands?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"I know everything!" Lin Daodao nodded, "You can call me a prophet." ”

Dumbledore smiled, "I prefer the Eastern title for prophets. ”

"What?"

"Divine stick. ”

"Phew, I'm a professional, can that group of fools start their lives with me?" Lin Daodao said conceitedly.

Dumbledore shook his head and chuckled, just looking at the little butterfly. Little Butterfly was originally a little timid, but when Dumbledore's eyes shifted, he didn't see how worried she was, but looked at the old man in front of him curiously.

"Lovely little girl. Dumbledore complimented.

"Not really. Lin Daodao raised his eyebrows as he spoke, "Old Dengtou, hurry up, let me see the black magic on your right hand." ”

Dumbledore nodded, and slowly revealed his right hand from under his robe, only to see that the whole hand was white and withered, and the little finger had turned all the color of pitch black.

"It's kind of amazing. Feeling the fluctuations of magic power coming from Dumbledore's pitch-black little finger, Lin Daodao couldn't help but sigh.

"Severus helped me seal this power, but it's clear that Severus' magic still can't compare to the Dark Lord. Professor Lin, since you already know about me, you already know these things. Dumbledore relieved, "I'm ready, even if you can't. ”

"I really can't help it, but if I can be stronger, maybe I can dispel the dark magic in your hands through the intervention of fate. But there's really nothing I can do with my heart, but maybe the little butterfly can dispel this thing. Lin Daodao said that his right hand gently popped out, and a black folding fan in the void slowly entered.

The three blue ghost fires gently melted into the little butterfly's eyebrows, and in a moment, a not weak aura slowly drifted out from the little butterfly.

"Click......

The tambourine goblin butterfly shook the tambourine in his hand and slowly came to Dumbledore with light dance steps.

Spiritual power slowly flowed out from the tambourine, condensing a group of butterfly spirits like streamers. Petals and butterflies, the colorful picture, even a big man like Dumbledore can't help but be surprised by the picture in front of him.

"Fly away in pain. ”

With the whisper of the butterfly spirit, a butterfly with condensed spiritual power fluttered down on Dumbledore's right hand, and looked down as if kissing Dumbledore's pitch-black little finger.

The spiritual power butterfly instantly turned black, and Dumbledore's face turned three points pale. But fortunately, the effect of the Dance of Prayer was not only to dispel, as the rain of light covered Dumbledore's body, the old man's face in front of him regained a bit of blood.

"Lord Daodao, there are a lot of curses here...... "Little Butterfly said with a pouting in front of Lin Daodao.

"Can't you get rid of it all at once?" Lin Daodao asked.

The butterfly spirit shook his head, and then said with a yearning expression: "If Sword-sama can summon Lord Flower and Bird, it should be a very simple matter to lift these curses. ”

"The problem is that I have to be able to summon Miss Flower and Bird Roll, last time it wasn't for a coincidence, I couldn't summon Sister Hua. Lin Daodao said speechlessly.

"Hee-hee. The little butterfly smiled lightly and spun around in place.

"Actually, small carp can also be dispersed. ”

"Of course I know that she can disperse, but the dispersion of the little carp seems to be flat, and the hand of the old Deng Tou is estimated to be broken by the tail of the little carp. ”

"Then it can't be helped. Little Butterfly said and jumped slightly, "Lord Daodao, I'll go back first." ”

Lin Daodao nodded, and after summoning the gate of the Yinyang Liao, the little butterfly jumped in.

In the next second, Dumbledore slowly opened his eyes, but the gaze to his right hand was full of surprise.

"The power of the dark arts, weakened!"