Chapter 3: Manipulating the Soul

"He's not just my student, Alois. ”

......

Alois left, with a hint of bewilderment.

As president of the Magical Congress of the United States, he had dealt with Dumbledore more than once, but he had never seen him defend a man like this.

Also leaving were the thirty-six Aurors he had brought with him and ambushed around the hospital.

Unlike Fudge's uninformed layman, Alois knew exactly what he was up against.

The thirty-six Aurors he brought were for Cal, not Dumbledore.

If it were for the latter, even doubling the number of Aurors would not help.

In Karl's vision, behind the wall, the thirty-four marked silhouettes disappeared the moment Alois and the two Aurors behind him apparitioned.

Karl watched them disappear coldly, and didn't do anything, he didn't want to embarrass Dumbledore.

After all, the Oblivion Spell that was fired at Nick didn't really hit its target.

However, it seems that the situation in his left eye is much more complicated than he thought.

Adam stayed behind and walked up to Carl with an embarrassed face.

"Carl, I don't know what to tell you, I wanted to invite you to my house...... But I think you've met my father this time. ”

Carlton turned his attention back from the large number in his left eye's field of vision.

Looking up at Adam, he blinked, and it took a second to understand what he was talking about.

Adam nodded in understanding and smiled helplessly.

"Yes, he is my father. ”

"Alois Rozier, President of the Magical Congress, my father and Sean's. ”

......

It's no wonder that he was able to become the deputy director of the Auror Office at a young age.

Ability is one thing, and I guess it's mainly because of the father of the chairman of the Magic Congress......

Looking at Adam, Carl's face was a little strange.

But immediately, he unconsciously looked at Dumbledore beside him and Nick and Louise standing behind him.

Forget it, he's not qualified to talk about anyone else......

"I'm sorry, Carl, my father doesn't usually ...... like this"

With a hint of shame, Adam's words were obviously a little lacking.

"I mean, he's a businessman, actually, he's told me more than once in private that he wants to thank you more than once because of Sean. ”

After saying that, he said apologetically to Nick, who had already stood on the other side of Karl, "Mr. Cooper, I'm really sorry, and I apologize to you on behalf of my father." ”

"It's not your fault, young man. Nick waved his hand, signaling that he didn't care.

Seeing this, Adam breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Carl.

"Carl, I've done the thing you asked me to deal with, the memories of that group of terrorists have been erased by me, the mother and daughter have also been saved, the next thing will be taken over by the No-Maj government, and I have to report back to the headquarters, so ......"

Adam gave a helpless expression.

"I've got to go first. ”

With that, he waved his hand at Karl and simply apparitioned.

Only, half a second later, Adam reappeared.

"By the way, Carl, I forgot to tell you, I bought tickets for the August 1st game...... Originally, I also signed up for the U.S. national team tryouts, but unfortunately...... See you in that time. ”

Adam sighed, waved at Karl, and was apparitioned again.

This time, he didn't come back.

Today, however, seems to be doomed.

Adam had just walked away for a short time when there was a "snap".

Two people appeared out of thin air again in the corridor of the hospital.

It's Fudge and Kingsley.

As soon as the former appeared, he strode in front of Karl.

"Oh, Carl, I'm relieved to see you're okay. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Minister. ”

Karl's tone was a little helpless.

In this situation, he wanted to clarify the situation with Dumbledore as soon as possible, instead of talking to Fudge here.

However, it seems that Fudge did not come for him, or even for Dumbledore.

"Nick. ”

Fudge looked at Dinick, who was standing beside Carl.

"Mr. Minister. ”

Nick nodded reservedly at Fudge.

Immediately, he turned to Karl and said, "Karl, I'll talk to your mother and the minister, and you and Professor Dumbledore will go back to the ward first." ”

After saying that, he looked at Dumbledore again.

"Professor Dumbledore, Carl please. ”

With that, the three of them walked towards the staircase of the hallway.

Carl, he didn't know what was going on, when Nick and Louise got involved with Fudge again.

However, it seems that Dumbledore already knew.

"Carl, your parents have donated a lot of money to the ministry in the past few years. ”

After speaking, he looked at him with a smile.

Carl blinked, and finally it dawned on him.

No wonder!!

No wonder Fudge values him so much, it turns out that the roots are here.

Thinking of this, Karl looked at Dumbledore with empty eyes.

"Professor, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Dumbledore looked back at him with a smile,

"Some things are more interesting when you find them yourself, don't they?"

Hehe.

Carl looked at the old man's old face that was smiling like a chrysanthemum, and once again had the urge to punch the old man.

......

There were only Carl and Dumbledore in the ward, and the old man put his head in front of Carl again, and carefully observed it for a long time, and then sighed.

"Carl, this eye of yours, I can't guarantee that it won't go wrong in the future. ”

"After all, as I said before, I overestimated myself, and while I knew enough about Horcruxes, my magic kept me from completing them. ”

"What you see is supposed to be the infiltration of the soul sealed in this eye to the outside world, and it is gradually establishing a connection with your soul at the soul level, and I can't tell if this connection is good or bad. ”

"The best thing to do now is to use magic to temporarily cut off this connection. ”

"But, just like I can't completely seal it in a Horcrux, my magic can't do that...... And I think Gellert can't do it either......"

Dumbledore didn't say any more, and sighed several times.

Karl understood what the old man meant.

"Professor, you mean...... Voldemort?"

Dumbledore sighed again and nodded, "Yes Karl, although Tom knows a lot about many things, there is no one in this world who can compare to him when it comes to manipulating souls. ”

Carl began to have a slight premonition.

"Professor, are you trying to ......?"

Dumbledore didn't deny it, and nodded.

"I'm going to take you to him. ”

"Only his magic can help you solve your eye problems. ”