Chapter 442 Horcruxes

Hogwarts, Dumbledore's office. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Lun looked at a few things on the table, a worn-out diary, a damaged ring, a gold cup, as well as the locket box and a crown he was familiar with.

"You found this?" Zhao Lun picked up the golden cup in surprise.

This is the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, if I guessed correctly, it should be in the vault of Gringotts, but I didn't expect this thing to appear here.

"Thank you for telling me the whereabouts of the Golden Cup." Dumbledore said.

Gringotts' vault, no one can take out anything other than its owner, and now that this thing appears here, Dumbledore must have stolen it by some means.

Zhao Lun looked at these things, the notebook was damaged, the ring was also damaged, the locket box and crown, and the gold cup were still kept.

He could feel that there was something crazy and twisted in these things, but they were sealed by magic, and they looked relatively calm, but now that several things were put together, they were a little unstable.

"You didn't destroy them?" Zhao Lun took these things in his hand and looked at them and said.

"Destroying these things at once will scare him." Dumbledore said.

"Now that the plan is almost complete, it doesn't matter if you're scared or not." Zhao Lun said, then looked at Dumbledore, who nodded.

The golden cup disappeared in Zhao Lun's hand, and then reappeared, and then looked, this golden cup had regained its past appearance - golden, exquisite, and abnormal, looking at the cup, the space inside was infinite, and it could store countless things.

Dumbledore watched the golden cup disappear in Zhao Lun's hand, his eyes shrunk, full of shock—he couldn't even see Zhao Lun's technique.

"It's a clever trick that even I can't do." Zhao Lun gave it to Dumbledore, Dumbledore looked at the gold cup, put it down for a long time, and pushed it to Zhao Lun, "You fixed it, now, it's yours." ”

"No, it doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Hogwarts." Zhao Lun pushed it back again.

"Are you sure?" Dumbledore said--This is not Dumbledore's pretense of generosity, it is true that Zhao Lun repaired the gold cup.

When Voldemort used the Golden Cup to make the Horcrux, he had a great impact on the Golden Cup, and once the Horcrux was damaged, it would cause irreparable damage to the Golden Cup, and the damaged Gold Cup had no value. The whereabouts of the golden cup were told to him by Zhao Lun, and as a reward, even if it was given to him, there was no problem.

"Of course." Zhao Lun said, and then took the locket and bareheaded in his hand, and in the same way, destroyed the parasitic twisted souls inside, and they turned into pure artifacts again, "In Hogwarts, except for taking away knowledge and magic, everything else should be left behind." ”

Dumbledore smiled, relieved.

Zhao Lun picked up the ring, the ring disappeared in Zhao Lun's hand, and when it reappeared, it had already been repaired.

"This one is mine." Zhao Lun said, then looked at Dumbledore, "Professor, can you show me your hand?" ”

"You've found out." Dumbledore smiled bitterly at the hand hidden under his sleeve robe, stretched out his five fingers to show him, and then picked up the ring that Zhao Lun had repaired, "It's so magical, I can't resist it, my hand is caused by it." "The hands were pitch black, they looked like they were burnt, they looked miserable, and they had some bad smells on them.

"It's all right." Dumbledore looked at the ring and found that there was no curse on it, so he returned the ring to Zhao Lun.

Zhao Lun took the ring and looked at Dumbledore's hand: "Professor, I remember that your hand was fine at Christmas." ”

"It's after Christmas." Dumbledore said, not going into too much detail.

"I'll see." Zhao Lun said, Dumbledore put his hand in front of him.

Zhao Lun saw the unpleasant smell - it was a little yellow pus, and it was the unpleasant smell of this pus. Looking at its appearance, it seems to spread to the upper arm, but it is sealed, and the seal can only delay the spread of the curse, and when the time comes, the curse will spread to the entire arm and even the vital parts, and then it will be the time when he dies.

Fawkes's tears can detoxify, but they can't cure the curse.

"Very vicious curse!" Zhao Lun said after reading it.

This curse is very vicious, Dumbledore can't get rid of it, amputation will not only not work, but will make this curse explode faster, it can't be removed, tormenting people day and night, making people suffer from the double pain of flesh and death, it is really vicious.

Dumbledore: "It's an old bone, and it can hold up." "With that, you have to withdraw your hand.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Lun said, only to see a faint flame burning in his hand. The flame was pale red, slightly transparent, and looked beautiful, like rhinestones, and the flame didn't make people feel much heat.

As soon as the fire came out, Dumbledore's pet, Fawkes, immediately flew over, wanting to fly into the fire, but did not fly in.

Dumbledore looked at the flame in amazement, the flame that Fawkes liked, this flame seemed not simple. Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Zhao Lun flick it, and the flames bounced onto his charred hands.

Laugh at! The flame burned as if it had met oil, and it burned more and more vigorously, which was really scary. The pale red flame burned, turning black-red, and the black concentrated at the top, turning into smoke and dust to disperse. The black-red flames gradually returned to their original pale red, and Dumbledore's pitch-black hands quickly faded.

Soon, his hand could see the normal color of blood - that hand was bright red and skinless, and the bones and veins were directly visible, and an ordinary person would definitely be frightened by this hand if he saw it.

Call! Fawkes flicked his wings lightly and came to Dumbledore's arm, dropping a tear on his wound. The bright red, skinless hands quickly grew flesh, and it only returned to normal in a few breaths. It looked a little fair, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Thank you, Fawkes, thank you Alan." Dumbledore moved his hand, feeling great, it hadn't been so good since he was cursed.

"What a magical flame."

He thanked Zhao Lun and Fawkes, and finally, left his eyes on the flame in Zhao Lun's hand.

The flame had an aura familiar to him, clean and free of impurities, and it had a rich vitality in it, similar to the breath of Fawkes when he was reborn from the fire.

"Nirvana Fire, Fox, for you." Zhao Lun said, and then gave the flame bomb to Fox.

The phoenix swallowed the flame with its head up, and then it burned on the spot, and finally, a beautiful feather appeared on the ground, and a pile of ashes. The feather flew towards Zhao Lun, and a chick was reborn in the ashes.

"Fox has been given a new lease of life." Dumbledore said happily.

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When Zhao Lun came back, he saw Potter with a panicked face.

"Alan." Seeing Zhao Lun, Potter ran towards Zhao Lun excitedly.

"Don't worry, sit down, and talk slowly." Zhao Lun approached, calmed the somewhat frightened Potter, and then sat down next to him and looked at his forehead.

His forehead was flushed, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were full of fear, and through his frightened eyes, Zhao Lun saw a different look--Potter At this moment, two different mental fluctuations appeared on his body.

"Alan, my forehead is starting to hurt again! I saw Voldemort again just now, and he was furious! He's going to kill! He almost killed Peter Pettigrew! He ...... "Potter in a panic has lost his inch.

"Shhhh Be quiet! Do you want to make noise to other people? Zhao Lun said in a low voice, Potter was finally quiet.

"Now, I have a way to help you solve this problem, do you want to solve it." Zhao Lun pointed to the scar on his forehead and said.

"Yes! Absolutely! Potter said without hesitation - he was already going mad from torture, and it would be nice if he could solve this problem. (To be continued.) )

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