Prologue His only descendant
"Good luck, Harry Potter. β
At 4 Privet Road, Little Whinging, Surrey, Dumbledore gently placed Harry Potter on the steps of the gate, turned around, and returned to Hagrid.
At this time, there was a "bang" sound, and a figure appeared on the street in front of No. 4 Nuzhen Road.
"Minerva, you're late. Dumbledore said with a smile. You can see that he is really happy.
Professor McGonagall was holding a child in her arms. Her robe was covered with dust, her hair was scattered, and she looked a little tired.
The child in her arms is not crying or making trouble, he is staring at the world with big eyes and curiosity, and anyone who sees this child will like him at first sight.
"I've brought this kid back, Professor Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall said, then carefully handing the child into Dumbledore's arms.
Dumbledore looked down at the child in his arms, and said without looking up, "I have to admit Minerva, I'm glad you came back safely, even if he has been defeated, there are still many traps there." β
Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and her loose hair was automatically tied together, and her robes were clean again.
Looking at Dumbledore, who was teasing the child, Professor McGonagall stopped talking.
"What do you want to say, Minerva?" asked Dumbledore, as he handed the child into Hagrid's hand beside him.
Professor McGonagall opened her mouth for a long time before she mustered up her courage, "Is this the man's child?"
Hearing this, Hagrid's hands shook in fright, and he almost threw the child in his arms to the ground.
"Be careful, Hagrid, be careful. "Dumbledore snatched the child back with an agility that was not fit for his age.
This scene was seen by Professor McGonagall, and she pursed her lips, in her opinion, Dumbledore's concern for the child seemed to be a little too much.
However, she didn't say anything, still waiting for Dumbledore's answer.
It took Dumbledore about a minute to wrap the child's swaddling clothes again, before he shook his head and said, "From what I know of Tom, he can't have feelings for anyone, and he can't waste his time on something as trivial as reproduction that doesn't matter to him. β
"And who is?"
"It's just speculation," said Dumbledore, "I think Voldemort had a lot of backhands to escape death, and this child should be one of them, a body that could be replaced." β
Professor McGonagall gasped and said in disbelief, "You mean he created this child with magic?"
Dumbledore shook his head, his eyes never taking off the child in his arms, "No, Minerva, we all know that even the most powerful magic can't create life, and it should have been an accident. Voldemort should only want a body without consciousness, but the more advanced the magic, the more likely it is to have accidents. β
Dumbledore didn't go any further, he finally raised his head, "However, in a way, this child can indeed be counted as his offspring, his only offspring. β
Dumbledore's eyes lit up strangely, and he gave Professor McGonagall and Hagrid some time to digest the information.
After a while, Professor McGonagall finally came to her senses, and she asked, "Professor Dumbledore, where are you going to send this child?"
As soon as she spoke, for a moment, Professor McGonagall seemed to see a hint of reluctance in Dumbledore's eyes, but she felt that she should be dazzled.
"I'll send him to a suitable place," said Dumbledore, "a family willing to adopt him, where he will live until he is eleven years old, and then go to Hogwarts." β
"Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "Dumbledore, are you sure you want to let this kid into Hogwarts?"
"What are you worried about, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked calmly, his gaze above the half-moon glasses revealing curiosity.
"I've spent the whole day observing this kid," Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, "he doesn't cry or make a fuss, and even if I cast a spell and it explodes, he's not at all intimidated, it's just indifferently terrifyingβif he's not an idiot, there's no doubt that this kid is very talented, maybe even one of the most gifted students Hogwarts has ever had...... I'm worried if he's going to be another-"
"We can't ruin a child's future because we're afraid of his talent, Minerva. Dumbledore's gaze was serious, "Actually, I hope you can teach him well in the future." β
"Me?" Professor McGonagall froze, "what are you talking about, Professor Dumbledore? β
"That's it," Dumbledore winked playfully, "people sometimes have to learn to play tricks, don't they?"