It was already October, and most of the crops on both sides of the path were ripe. There were barley with ears as long as his forearms, sugar beets that were about to grow into bushes, and pumpkins the size of a horse-drawn cart......

Well, it's not unusual to see anything in the world of magic......

"How did these pumpkins grow like this?" Brandi asked curiously. "Is it biotechnology?"

"Oh, a dilation spell, of course...... Of course, this kind of pumpkin that has been changed by magic is not for people to eat, and you probably won't want to try that amazing taste~ Of course, if you insist on filling your stomach without thinking about nutrition, it is probably a good choice. What is biotechnology compared to this? Muggle gadgets? ”

"Hmm, it's probably something similar to the magic change."

Dumbledore smiled and said casually, "Muggles have such abilities now, it's really strange~" He continued to walk forward, his steps so big that Brandy had to trot occasionally to keep up with him.

After a few minutes of walking, Hagrid's hut was now clearly visible. Dumbledore finally said what he wanted to bring Brandi out of the castle.

"Brandy, or Mr. Barton. Can I trust you? The old man spoke calmly and uncomfortably at all, his eyes hidden behind the lenses, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Strangely, Brandy's first reaction was confusion, and then he felt a hint of anger in his heart. Also, making such remarks inexplicably, doesn't it represent distrust of him? "I don't understand, sir." He bravely looked Dumbledore in the eye and said loudly. "In fact, I have the same doubt...... Professor Dumbledore. ”

Dumbledore shrugged and chuckled. "If you knew what I and the Sorting Hat saw in your head, I think you'd understand me right away."

"The first time I saw you at the entrance ceremony, I noticed that you were unusual, Brandy, you were as special as Harry. I have to apologize to you, Brandi, for the first time I saw you...... I even feel the urge to put a little bit of truth in your dinner and dig out all the secrets in your body. ”

"But haven't you already used it? Last time we had a conversation in your office?! Brandi's eyes widened, looking furious. I had a very pronounced desire to talk at that time, sir! You must know that the elixir of truth should never be given except for ......"

"I'm not transgressing the law at this point, kid. In fact, I don't think even if I used it, it wouldn't really help. Dumbledore interrupted Brandy's conversation, "I just added a little psychedelic potion that can make you relax some of your vigilance, and a happy spell from the first wizard of the British Isles himself~ Brandi, it's not that I'm boasting, I have quite this confidence in the control and grasp of emotions." Able to just make people open their hearts and talk to me about some trivial things that are not too important~"

"Huh?" Brandi paused for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he didn't want his most respected headmaster to use this kind of indiscriminate method. But then he asked, "But Professor, I still don't understand, why are you specifically targeting me?" ”

“…… Do you know the Regent's Thoughts? A mental magic that can invade your brain and expose all your secrets under the nose of the caster. Seeing Brandy's confused expression, Dumbledore didn't care. Of course, this thing is an advanced mantra that you will only be exposed to in seventh grade, and it is normal that you don't know it. I mean...... When you first entered the Great Hall, I used a Regent on everyone. Don't get excited, I don't mean to offend your privacy, it's the same nature as the Sorting Hat, I'm just trying to find the most promising kids in this class. ”

Dumbledore paused, staring at the overgrown Forbidden Forest not far away. "I have to say, you're the most talented freshman I've ever met, Brandy. Harry, the Weasleys' little brother, Longbottom, India's twin girls. Not only do you have gifts that are superior to ordinary people, but you also have a purer heart. But I see you...... Child. ”

"Me?" Brandi asked, pointing his finger to his nose and curious. "What's wrong with me?"

He sighed and looked back. "Do you know Voldemort?"

"You know...... Isn't it the Dark Lord who silenced the entire British wizarding community eleven years ago? Hadn't Harry already killed him? Brandi looked at him puzzled.

"My receptive thoughts don't seem to work for you, your mind is almost filled with a strange fog, and I can only see some mutilated, fragmented images, very few, just a few pictures and a few paragraphs of text. But I saw some of the things I didn't want to see in these images. Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a sharp light. I see Voldemort in your mind. ”

！！！

Brandi looked at Dumbledore in shock, and he also wondered if he had done something terrible that he had forgotten. But what Dumbledore really said was far more exaggerated than his sky-breaking brain. He didn't know what to say, and his throat quivered, but only a ho-ho sound came out.

What are you kidding, my little knowledge of history 11 years ago was still heard from Harry and Hermione, where would I have seen Voldemort!

Seeing Brandi's anxiety and shock, Dumbledore was still so kind. "Don't worry about Brandy, I just suspected at the time, you are only 11 years old after all, and your parents are innocent Muggles, you can't just happen to meet him in person when you are born. It wasn't until after the party, when I went to inquire about the Sorting Hat, that I had a vague answer to this strange thing. ”

"Sorting hat? What can it see that you can't see? ”

"You'd be mistaken, the Sorting Hat is the result of the convergence of the four giants' cutting-edge magic, and it's the realm of ancient magic, and there are a lot of things in it that I can't even grasp. It already touches on forbidden areas that humans shouldn't be tapped into, and yes, it can almost touch the soul! This is also the reason why the Sorting Hat can analyze a person's traits and personality and classify them into various houses. ”

Gee...... This broken hat sounds pretty great.

"The Sorting Hat tells me that it's also having trouble trying to interpret your soul. If you hadn't taken the initiative to share some of your feelings with him later on, and let him feel a little bit of your heart, I think he would have jumped out and called the police with his little intelligence......" Dumbledore told a joke, trying to calm Brandi's mind a little. "According to its formulation, your soul seems to be wrapped in something, and it is possible that all mental magic, including the Regent's Mind, can only affect the outer layer of your soul body...... And not your soul itself. Plus what I saw here......"

He paused, as if to phrase? "Personally, I'm inclined to know that you've been trained in some of the most evil secret techniques of ancient magic, similar to the magic of Soul Snatcher. Could it be a dark wizard with high mana but on the verge of death? He wants to be reborn in your body through soul encroachment. But I don't know why you destroyed it, but his soul was devoured by you, and formed the protective layer that surrounds your soul now...... This will also explain why you are recognized by that special wand, because your soul strength is stronger than any wizard in this world who has ever appeared, and the magic power that can be contained will naturally exceed the imagination of ordinary wizards. ”

Dumbledore winked mischievously, "I told the Sorting Hat to let it test you with ancient magic~ It seems to have worked, hasn't it?" In this way, it seems to be able to explain it~"

…… Well, well, well-reasoned and convincing. This wave of brain holes is really big enough, and not to mention a lot of things can really be round. Brandi was stunned by this magical theory, which means that at a very young age, he had already managed to kill a very strong dark wizard, like a big devil like Voldemort?

Hey, this will be me, and I'll be a savior~

"Haha, but don't take it too seriously, I'm all based on vague speculation." Dumbledore patted Brandi on the shoulder, "After all, there are still some problems with this theory that I still don't understand. For example......"

"Why is there a memory of love for Miss Granger and Akihari in that shattered memory? And I'm also curious about which country's wizarding organization of the Delay Alliance, according to your memory, they seem to use axes that can fly out as magic weapons? ”

………… Brandi blushed and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, indicating that he really couldn't answer the words.

After a small talk, the two finally arrived at Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid welcomed Brandi and the others in as warmly as ever, and brought a plate of stones as is customary. Luckily, Dumbledore had long since seen through the truth of this so-called pastry, and he politely rejected Hagrid's offer on the grounds that he didn't want to change his dentures.

"Alright Hagrid, let's get down to business. Brandi and I didn't come here for dinner," but Hagrid himself seemed to be very familiar with Dumbledore, and he didn't care, pulling out a large package wrapped in coarse cloth from under the bed.

"I brought it from Siberia with great difficulty. My buddy almost got into a fight with the werewolf in the snowfield over this bag, oh, that's not like our werewolves here...... It's a fighting race over there. He untied the rope from the package, revealing its contents.

It was a palm-sized, eeriely shiny pile of nails...... Or is it? Scale?

"The scales of the Siberian dragon, the part on the dragon's back, the hardest kind." Hagrid patted his chest and said in a gruff voice.