"I was at the lowest point in my life," said Albus Dumbledore, "not long ago, I lost almost all of my relatives by a mistake, and the only one left alive was my stubborn brother Aberforth, who turned against me......"

"So, I chose to leave my hometown, Godric's Hollow ......"

Dumbledore paused, as if thinking about something.

Jon took a closer look, and the author's little fresh meat version of Dumbledore in front of him - sure enough, his handsome face was full of haggardness.

"Headmaster Phineas Black invited me to Hogwarts to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher...... Dumbledore continued, "I didn't refuse his request, I just asked him to postpone it for a few years, after all, I needed to adjust my mood at the time. ”

Phineas generously agreed, saying that he would let Professor Dug McFel last a few more years...... At the same time, he also introduced me to the errand and asked me to relax and relax!" a smile of remembrance appeared on Dumbledore's face.

Jon was about to ask what the errand was, but saw the young Albus Dumbledore in front of him stand up.

......

Young Dumbledore looked at the path in the distance.

There, a hobbled old man walked slowly in this direction.

An eccentric-looking old man...... His pale, dry hair fluttered in the wind, and his body was very thin, almost bony, as if the wind would blow away at the slightest blow.

With a cane in his hand, he pauses for a moment every few steps...... until he walked up to Dumbledore.

"You're the young man introduced by Black?" the old man asked, coughing, "Dunble?"

His voice seemed a little sharp, and it seemed a little hoarse.

"Yes, but my name is Albus-Dumbledore!" said the young old Deng as he bent down and bowed deeply, so as not to hide his respect and adoration, and asked, "Are you Mr. Flammel?"

Jon glanced at the real Dumbledore beside him with some weakness, feeling that he was looking at the dark history of his youth......

Dumbledore shook his head mildly at him, signaling that he didn't mind......

"Just call me Lemay!" a smile appeared on the old man's face, "Dumbledore...... Such a familiar name, are you related to Brian Dumbledore?"

"That's my great-grandfather, Monsieur Lemay!"

"Sure enough...... I had contact with him at the end of the eighteenth century, and his phoenix was very impressive!" Nicol Lemay nodded in satisfaction, then motioned for Dumbledore to follow him.

"How's your illusion shifting technique?" he asked casually.

"I think it's okay......" Dumbledore modestly replied.

"Oh, I forgot...... Blake boasted to me in the letter that you were the best graduate of Hogwarts in the last hundred years!" The old man patted himself on the head, "Let's go, let's go up the mountain!"

Nick Lemay transforms into a white cloud and flies towards the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the young Dumbledore also took a deep breath, and also turned into a white cloud of flocculents, and followed......

......

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and Jon seemed to be back in the black vortex—

Fortunately, a withered hand grabbed his arm.

It's the old bacon version of Dumbledore......

"I was apparitioned!" Dumbledore said calmly, "so the memory will be a little blank." ”

"And what are you going up the mountain for, Professor?" asked Jon curiously.

"You'll know right away...... Nick took me to find an interesting creature in the mountains!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, gesturing ahead.

The black swirls faded away...... The sun is shining again.

Jon noticed that young Dumbledore, like him, was looking around curiously, and Nick Lemay was bent over the edge of a deep pit, carefully checking for something.

"Here it is!" said the old alchemist in a deep voice, "their trails ......"

"What are you looking for, Mr. Lemay?" asked young Dumbledore, who walked over and bent down, curiously.

"Two months ago, I received the news that a Muggle sailing ship on the Black Sea had been mysteriously shipwrecked!" Nick Lemay said in a deep voice: "This is the tenth galleon to be wrecked in the Black Sea without cause in recent years...... I suspect it was done by an unknown magical animal!"

"Why are we coming to Mount Kerkonoše for the accident on the Black Sea?" asked young Dumbledore, puzzled.

Jon the "onlookers" was similarly confused.

Nick Lemay shook his head slightly: "Some time ago, I took gill sac grass and searched for two weeks on the Black Sea, but I never found anything...... Then I stumbled upon the wreck of one of the sailboats, and I found that it had obvious scratches on its mast and on its deck!"

"That means ......," young Dumbledore whispered.

"It was a giant bird, a fire dragon, or something like that!" Nick Lemay frowned, "It's so large that it could easily be spotted by Muggles if it lived in the plains, so it must have been in the mountains by the Black Sea...... So, I've been looking around a lot lately!"

"There is a legend in the Muggle towns around the Krkonoše Mountains...... There is an evil dragon in the mountains, and every year the village asks for a virgin sacrifice, and every year the village has a young hero who fights the dragon, but no one survives......" Nick Lemay paused: "Although Muggle legends are generally not very credible, they are often well-founded......

His gaze turned to the young Dumbledore, "Headmaster Black said that you have studied fire dragons quite deeply?"

"Sort of...... young Dumbledore nodded, "My original plan for the exam was dragon blood...... It's a pity that due to an accident, the research was terminated!"

"Then there may be room for you today!" Nick Lemay encouraged, "If there really is a fire dragon that can overturn a sailing ship, then it is quite shocking to find that none of the nine known fire dragons have such a large body." ”

"Then we follow these trails and continue to search?" asked the young Dumbledore tentatively.

"Of course!" Nicol Lemay nodded, "I'll go ahead!"