What Severus found was not the crown of the ultimate target, as Gale claimed, but a giant specimen of a troll. However, after having the first accurate coordinates, the two of them quickly found the broken disappearing cabinet.

With the vanishing cabinet as the center, Gail searched for a long time but did not find the third coordinate, the cage. Severus, on the other hand, after a while, pointed to a statue of a wizard leaning on top of a pile of things and said, "Gael, isn't that one?" ”

Gail looked in the direction of Seaver's finger, and sure enough, he saw a wig and a somewhat rusty and worn crown on the head of the ugly wizard.

"That's it!" Gail's eyes lit up at once.

Considering that this was a Horcrux with part of Voldemort's soul, Gail was not sure if the other party could know the movements of the outside world, and did not know if the other party had the ability to transmit messages to the main soul, Gale pulled Severus back a few steps and walked around the corner.

"Seaver, I'll get that thing in a minute. You just cover it up with this! Gail casually pulled a piece of black but faded velvet cloth from the pile of miscellaneous on the side, and spread it on the ground, allowing Severus to grab a corner of the cloth.

Seeing Gail's cautious appearance, Severus couldn't help but be a little worried. But Gail smiled at Severus soothingly, and combined with Gail's previous behavior, Severus's confidence in Gale was greatly strengthened.

After a qiē was ready, Gale returned to the statue of the Wizard again. He didn't use any spells. If the magic stimulates the revival of the soul in the crown, it will be self-defeating. Gail picked up a half-cut cutting, and gently picked up the crown. Gale then made a cautious and quick return, placing the crown on the velvet.

Immediately after Gale had placed the crown on the velvet, Seaver put the corner of the velvet on the crown, wrapped the crown in a wrapped state, and tied a knot at the top.

Gail let out a sigh of relief, but still didn't fully relax: "Then now, let's go to the headmaster!" I went into the principal's office three times in one day, and I was like no one before! Gail counted the time, guessing that the people in the headmaster's office must have left. After all, he and Sieverlight were looking for this crown, and they even missed lunch!

Knowing the password, the two entered the headmaster's office again, but Dumbledore was not in the room. Gail placed the velvet cloth bag wrapped in the crown on the desk by the window, deciding to wait for Dumbledore to return.

Out of curiosity, Gale craned his neck to look at what was on Dumbledore's desk. Behind a pile of silverware that smoked white but had no taste at all, there was a picture frame with a little thought. Gail struggled to look over and see that it was a blank frame.

Is this the picture frame of the demon king who fell in love with the greatest white wizard Dumbledore and finally died for Dumbledore? Legend of the rivers and lakes, these two are a couple! Even Aunt Rowling admitted it! Gail couldn't help but smile a little lewdly.

Gossip is loved by everyone, especially the gossip of the black and white bigwigs in the wizarding world who love and kill each other! Don't look at Dumbledore being so wise and kind now, in fact, he also had a young age. Gail's smile narrowed as he thought of the Demon King Gellert voluntarily surrendering for the sake of Dumbledore's prestige and imprisoning himself in Nymengard.

These two men spent the rest of their lives torturing themselves, repenting for the wrong things they had done when they were young and frivolous. Never seeing the person you love the most should be one of the cruelest punishments in the world.

Thinking of Ariana, who died because of the arrogance of the two, Gail finally sighed. Both of them are in their nineties, which really makes him, an outsider, a little distressed to look at. But thinking of Aberforth, who guarded the portrait of his dearest little sister in the pig's head bar, Gale finally decided to remain silent.

He's not in a position to dictate other people's emotions. Even if you feel distressed, you have to hold it!

Since the owner of the office was not there, Gail looked around. Severus, who had been sitting on the couch, was amused by Gail's act of being careful not to touch anything like a kitten.

"Oh, the Sorting Hat is dirty!" Gail couldn't help but say something when he saw the Sorting Hat hanging down and the tip of the hat was placed on the partition behind the desk.

"You didn't think it was dirty when you sorted it." Severus said with a straight face.

"That's because I'm a little nervous,......" Gail couldn't help but retort, a little embarrassed that he was still nervous after his mental age was dozens of years old. But the Sorting Hat is a magical object that runs through the books! You can also summon the Sword of Gryffindor! With such a famous hat on his head, where does he have time to pay attention to his cleanliness!

"When I was in the Sorting House, I was a little nervous." The office door opened, and Dumbledore walked in with a cheerful expression, "Sit down, my child." You must have something to do to come to me. ”

"Yes, sir. Until then, I hope that our conversation will be kept secret and not overheard by anyone. Gale puts the accent on "people", but his hand points to the velvet bag on his desk.

Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed behind the lenses, then he nodded, and took the bag to his desk, a small room behind a flag embroidered with a griffon.

When Dumbledore came out of the room behind the chess pieces and closed the door, Gale was completely relaxed.

"All right, my child. You have to forgive an old man for his curiosity, but it took me a lot of perseverance to keep myself from opening the cloth bag. Dumbledore motioned for Gale and Severus to sit down, tapping his wand on the table. A plate of snacks and two cups of black tea appeared in front of Seaver and Gale, and Dumbledore himself was in front of white milk tea.

Obviously, Dumbledore has a sweet tooth now, but he hasn't developed to the kind of weird Cheng dù that he later had. Gail thought to himself, how unhappy this person is, so he needs so many sweets in the original book!

"Mr. Headmaster, I need to tell you something. These things are good for you, so I hope you will be considerate of me not telling you the source of the matter. Gail said straight to the point. He believed that Dumbledore was not the kind of person to take a detrimental effect on a child or use a truth potion.

Dumbledore's insight into people's hearts was never based on spells and potions. He is able to integrate useful information from the people he talks to. It can be said that Dumbledore was an excellent psychologist. Gail doesn't mind being known by someone like that, but he doesn't let the other party know anything straightforwardly—it's your ability to come out, and don't ask me if you can't guess.

Dumbledore nodded in understanding, "All right, my child. Let's see if you can surprise me. ”

"In that bag is the Ravenclaw crown that Seaver and I just found." Gail's first words surprised Dumbledore a little. The object of the founder of the academy, even though he was already a ninety-year-old man, could not help but be a little excited. Even the portraits on the walls, who had been silently watching the bustle, whispered.

"But the crown that was supposed to be glory was tainted by dark magic." If Gail's last sentence surprised the principals, this one made the principals angry.

Undoubtedly, almost all wizards in England graduated from Hogwarts, so the wizard who polluted the crown must be one of the Hogwarts students. Especially Gale said that he had just found it, so the previous crown was at Hogwarts! Disgrace! What a shame!

"The first thing I want to say is that I myself have no prejudice against the dark arts." One of the portraits of the headmaster holding his wand says, "But I noticed you use the word 'pollution', can you elaborate on that?" ”

"yes, I'm glad someone got to the point." Dumbledore nodded in agreement with the portrait, then turned his gaze to Gale.

"Mr. Headmaster, do you know about Horcruxes? The crown was made into a Horcrux to avoid the death of the Zuò maker. Gale dropped a third bomb after Dumbledore turned his gaze to himself.

Some of the portraits fell silent, a little dazed. But there were one or two portraits of the headmaster, but he roared angrily.

Horcruxes were a method of avoiding death that was studied by medieval wizards through ancient Egyptian mythology, so some of the early school principals did not know about it. And because it was an evil magic that killed others to protect oneself, it was later regarded as a forbidden art, so some modern headmasters didn't know much about it. The only ones that are clearer are probably the one or two principals at the same time.

Dumbledore had some impression of the word Horcrux because of his experience when he was younger, but he didn't know it very well. So in the end, I asked Gail with his eyes.

"I think Mr. Headmaster will be able to find the answer to what a Horcrux is." In fact, Gail didn't quite know how to interpret Horcruxes in a magical way. "But what I want to say is that I ask Mr. Headmaster to ensure that this thing will not be discovered by his master until his master's body is dead, and the Horcrux is no longer safe. And, I can tell you for sure that his master did more than one. ”

"His master is the Lord of Darkness." "I'm sure he's a Na-pure, racist and has strong antisocial tendencies," said Gail, taking a sip of his tea. His existence is an extremely unstable social factor, and I can almost imagine what would happen if such a person were allowed to ascend to a high position! ”

Dumbledore had the whole thing tied together almost instantly. He remembered what the good-looking and gentle boy had done, and his face was a little tired.