Chapter Forty-Seven: Three Generations of Dark Lords

Bang.

There was a sharp knock at the wooden door.

Dumbledore covered the Mirror of Eris with a curtain, and he regained his composure and sat back in his chair.

"Come in."

Professor Snape walked in angrily and said solemnly, "Headmaster, someone has entered the forbidden area and touched my magic.

I sensed it, but Hagrid's stupid dog stood in the way, wouldn't give way to me, and almost bit my leg......"

Snape suddenly stopped talking, and he saw six cups of milk steaming on the table.

"You caught them?" Snape squinted and asked, "Who is it?" ”

Before Dumbledore could speak, Snape suddenly said, "It can't be Stark's League of Bad Guys, right?" ”

"League of Bad Guys?" Dumbledore pressed his fingertips on the bridge of his nose and pushed his glasses, "That's a strange statement, as far as I know, they're all very good students, don't you think?" ”

"Excellent?" Snape was furious, "Stark may be a little clever, Diggory just giggles non-stop, the Weasley brothers are naughty all day long, and Cho Chang only follows a few of their asses...... By the way, they sell maps at school, so you don't care? ”

"The Magic Map of Hogwarts?" Dumbledore took a sip of milk, "William told me about this last year, and I agreed, and gave him a lot of advice. ”

Snape snorted, "And what about their night trip tonight?" ”

Dumbledore seemed to be prepared, and he smiled, "I deducted five points each. ”

Snape was speechless, he had deducted more than five points for Harry in the first five minutes of class.

He was about to say something, when he suddenly saw a mirror in the corner that was half covered by a curtain.

"You took out this Eris Mirror again?" Snape frowned, "I remember you telling me...... You can't be obsessed with what you see, and you can't indulge in illusion. ”

"yes, Severus." Dumbledore said calmly, "I'm very happy, you remember what I told you all those years ago. ”

But Snape stared at the mirror, as if he wanted to take a look.

"Need a look?" There was little change in Dumbledore's tone. "I can show you that, no problem."

Snape didn't answer, staring at the edge of the mirror as he suddenly shouted, "Don't! Gone...... He's dead...... It's gone...... It's just fake. ”

Dumbledore sighed.

Snape turned, his eyes blank, his whole being in some kind of peculiar state, trying to get rid of the strong thought.

Except when he wrote to her, Snape didn't want anyone to see his cowardly appearance, including Dumbledore.

After a few moments, he recovered, and was as cold as before.

In a mocking tone, Snape asked:

"Professor, I'm curious what you see when you look at the Mirror of Eris, is it blank, or is it ...... Can only see yourself? ”

Without waiting for Dumbledore to speak, Snape said seriously, "I don't think a great wizard like you has any weaknesses...... There shouldn't be any feelings that hurt others, right?

It's like ......"

"Voldemort?" Dumbledore said calmly.

Snape growled, "Don't mention that name in front of me!" ”

Dumbledore sighed, as if hurt.

He said in a sad tone, "Severus, you are still as mean as ever...... We're all the same, and we're all feeling the pain.

Our lives are messy, I also have sad feelings, and I also have things I want to see in the magic mirror.

Life is so confusing, I know.

You don't have to deliberately hurt an old man with words like this, and get your own psychological comfort, right? ”

There was a brief silence.

Dumbledore stood up, "Alright, have you brought the potion?"

We need to see what the level has been broken into, and re-fix it by the way. ”

With a wave of his right hand, Dumbledore opened a door with demonic flames burning there.

His wand swung and the flames vanished, and the two walked through the door.

Snape asked, "You're still going to design the final level as your office?" ”

"Of course not...... I've got a brilliant idea, you see. ”

"Mirror of Eris?" Snape thought about it and didn't object.

The two continued walking, and there were still a few bottles of nettle wine left on the table, and the poison and potions were gone.

"Thief......" Snape muttered.

However, thinking that he had carried away all the legs of the fire dragon, it was not easy for William to take a few bottles of potions from him.

Even if he suffers a small loss, everyone can barely even!

Snape pulled several potions out of his pocket and put them back on top of them in the order they had been from.

Dumbledore picked up another piece of parchment that William had left behind, and he looked at it for a moment, and Snape leaned over and read it.

A few more minutes passed.

Snape asked, "You know what? ”

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Of course I know, it's very simple logical reasoning...... Many great wizards don't have this ability.

Why, you don't know? Need I explain it to you? ”

Snape gave Dumbledore a deep look, "Then I think I know." ”

Snape thought about it for a moment, and decided to remake the level, which was too simple.

He took thirteen bottles out of his pocket and divided the twenty bottles into two rows, each with the labels 1, 2, 4, 8, and 16 underneath.

Next to the two rows of bottles, Snape and Dumbledore were written.

When he had done all this, he conjured a quill with his wand and added to the parchment:

Snape's bottle, drink it down, send you back to where you came, Dumbledore's bottle, lead you forward...... Other, poison!

Snape followed his "guess" answer, pouring both the antidote and the poison into it.

Dumbledore watched from the sidelines, quietly like an old man watching the door.

After doing all this, the two continued down the corridor and met the Black Queen, who was still looking at the same place.

It's still waiting for the pieces to come back.

Dumbledore shook his head, "I'll come back and tell Professor McGonagall that when you replenish the pieces, make sure you have to make facial expressions as well, otherwise how do we know what she's thinking?" ”

Snape glanced at Dumbledore with a small look, but didn't speak.

The two of them continued on their way, and finally saw the key that had fallen to the ground.

Wrapped in his tight black pajamas, Snape bent down to pick up a few keys, handed one to Dumbled, and rubbed his hand over the holes in the key's wings.

"It's supposed to be some kind of large-scale spell, the key is still very wet, the whole is based on water, and the attack power is not too strong, but it's ...... It's magic I've never seen before. Snape analyzed.

"It's a little magic that William invented himself." Dumbledore laughed.

Snape was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said in a somewhat unpredictable tone.

"Stark is only in his second year to invent this offensive spell, and if you let it go like this, aren't you afraid that he will become the third Dark Lord?"

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