Since the last time he talked to Barty Jr., Barty Jr. said that his wish to recruit Brie was rejected, Barty Jr., who was attending classes as Moody, had not come to Brie again, and Brie also had a lot of things to do, and sometimes he would skip Moody's class, nest in the corner tower to study and make notes into a small world, or use small insects to experiment with the unforgivable curse to solve the curse.

"It's still a little worse, otherwise ordinary wizards wouldn't be able to use such power."

The experiment was successful, as the Imperius Curse was unraveled, and during a conversation with Barty Jr., Brie was inspired to complete the counterspell; And the Drill Heart Charm also found its way under Brie's unique soul-nurturing magic, and completed the most difficult work of repairing souls; But it was also a failure, because the use of such magic required too much power, and it was necessary to prepare in advance, which was very difficult for ordinary wizards.

As for the Requisition Charm...... Brie felt that there was something missing.

"The Conjuring?"

Brie suddenly realized, and then remembered that when she was in Blake's mansion, Old Lady Blake used a spiritualism ritual to summon the soul of the dead Regulus...

Brie's eyes shimmered, flashing through the memories of the time, hoping to extract the magic of the ritual.

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After half a breath, Brie's gaze returned.

"I'd better write a letter to find Cialis Blake, I ruined it without even noticing." Brie quickly finished writing the letter and left the Corner Tower to prepare for the owl shack.

"Hey, Ode!" Harry stood in front of the owl shack, and when he saw Brie, he opened his arms and shouted, causing the owls in the shack to flutter.

"Good afternoon, Potter."

It's Halloween, and Dumbledore mysteriously gives everyone a holiday to decorate the halls of Hogwarts for the first time, but Brie is not interested in hanging streamers.

"Good afternoon, Ode." Harry panicked as he glanced at the letter in Brie's hand before finding the topic.

"Are you here to send a letter too, I rarely see you."

Brie usually uses notes to convey information after equipping important people or friends with magic pages, but Blake is not one of them.

"It's for Blake." Harry's godfather was Blake, and there was no need to hide it from him.

"Siris?" Harry scratched his head, as if he had opened up a conversation.

"I almost forgot, you and Siris know each other."

Brie smiled and sent the letter, Harry waited until Brie was ready to go back before he continued, "I heard you went to find Dumbledore when school started... Is it because of the Triwizard Tournament? ”

"I don't think it's fair because you're totally fit for the game."

"You're going to win the championship, it's going to be in the trophy room!"

Brie shook her head

"It's not the Triwizard Tournament, it's Dumbledore who came to me about something, it's about the books I wrote, and the current state of the wizarding world."

Brie was a little curious if telling Harry what Dumbledore had told him would blow up Dumbledore's beard.

Harry touched the spellcasting item on his chest, and said with some loss, "I've been practicing natural magic, but I still haven't felt the presence of natural magic... Hermione said she felt it during the holidays, but unfortunately she said it was a very magical feeling, and she couldn't say it in letters, so she had to feel it herself. ”

Harry was a little agitated, and he followed Brie down the spiraling philosopher's stone staircase, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the empty space.

"It's been almost four years, and I don't know what exactly I've learned in the wizarding world...... Fluorescent flickering, or snatching your weapon, more than I can say I know, but I can't use it completely. ”

"I must have had a poor talent, or rather I'm more of a Muggle, and I don't have much wizarding blood..."

Brie stopped suddenly, looked at Harry, who was a little sad, like a big brother, and whispered kindly, "Don't doubt yourself, Potter. ”

"Maybe you can focus on your strengths instead of focusing on your weaknesses...... Well, for example, in the second grade, I found myself a student who was interested in language... Cappy guy, so I used the magic I do best to discover the power to listen to everything. ”

"Ah, I... It's not a good thing. ”

Brie shook her head, what Harry had just said......

"Didn't you say you're good at disarming spells, you can try to dig them?" Brie patted Harry on the shoulder, then reversed direction and strolled towards the library.

Now the research on the counter-spell of the Unforgivable Spell only needs to wait for Blake's reply, and the question of the note, Brie asked Tom to find some precious materials, which has not yet been completed, and he can't start experimenting yet, so Brie can only look for inspiration again.

Walking into the library, I crossed the cordon in the forbidden book area lightly, came to a pile of books, and pulled out a copy of "The Crimes of Grindelwald" and looked at it slowly.

"Grindelwald's behavior was definitely the most head-to-head confrontation between wizards and Muggles, and the most detailed."

Flipping through the pages, Brie paused slightly, and when he looked up, he saw Dumbledore standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

Brie looked down and continued to flip through it.

"What you said to Harry was interesting, and I think Harry will get over the confusion soon." Dumbledore to Brie.

Don't doubt yourself?

Brie recalled slightly, and blurted out: "I actually want to tell him that he should be more suspicious and suspicious of this world, but it is too cruel, and I am afraid that he will not accept it." ”

Brie put the book down and said bitterly, "It's too messy, and I can't tell the truth from the fake, why should the person who wrote the book add artistic revisions." ”

"Are you looking for Grindelwald's weakness, Ode?" Dumbledore asked, inquiring.

Brie looked at Dumbledore, did not hide it, and responded: "The biggest contradictory war between wizards and Muggles in the past hundred years happened to Grindelwald, since you have made everything clear, don't you allow me to understand, a friend of mine told me that if you don't look at history, you will never find the truth, and you will not be able to judge how you will live in the future." ”

Dumbledore nodded.

"You've grown up, I remember when you first entered Hogwarts, you weren't so timid when you were in danger, and now, you've learned to judge the future and choose your life."

Unfortunately, people can never judge the exact future, and it is difficult to choose the right life.

"Because I care more and more about this world, Dumbledore, I can't do without her, and I can't let her go." Brie's eyes flashed with a complicated look, life is the process of growing from a seed to a towering tree, and in the process, the roots will spread and entangle in the earth, becoming inseparable.

"Yes, I can't do without, and after we find her, we can't leave." Dumbledore didn't say much on the subject, instead turning back to Grindelwald.

"I wanted to tell you about Grindelwald's life, but now I don't think it's necessary."

"Grindelwald's life is also my life, you won't like it, and this is also a story that is difficult to reproduce."

"I think you should look at him more now."

Dumbledore pulled out a spherical bottle necklace from his bosom, but the bottle contained no contents.

"What is this?"

Dumbledore looked at the necklace in his hand retrospectively, but his tone was surging and "a portkey." ”

There wasn't much to say, but Brie felt the breath of magic on it, it was a magic item, but... It doesn't feel complete, or maybe it's just an artifact.

"Let's go, as headmaster, I want to give you this lesson."

Brie reached out and cautiously touched the necklace.

"Hum..."

It was as if Brie had fallen into a twisted space, spinning around, using his magic to protect himself, and soon he and Dumbledore were on the ground.

......The dim sky was covered with heavy dark clouds, and with the cold sound of the wind, crows chirped on the tower in front of the brine, as if to welcome the living who had not been here for a long time.

"The Tower of Newmongaard." Brie said the name of the place.

Dumbledore nodded silently, his lips open as he looked out at the open window that separated the world from the world above the tower.

"Go in, I think he'll tell you, his thoughts, and why he chose to fail."

Dumbledore's voice was weak, and the wind was silent after a while.

Brie looked at the unclosed tower gate and took a few steps, but quickly stopped and turned around, blocking the door from Dumbledore's eyes.

"Mr. Grindelwald doesn't want to be a specimen of a lesson, to be scrutinized."

"I don't want to disturb an old man's choice at this time, there's no need."

Dumbledore was silent for a long time before he said, "You chose to give up?" ”

Brie shook her head.

"I just want to set my own direction and ask about other people's failures."

Dumbledore stretched out his palm, the necklace clinging.

"Go back, Ode."

Brie and Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts through the necklace, and on top of the tower, at the edge of the window, a pair of bright eyes gradually dimmed.

"Albus..."

"Who's that kid?"

The black crow on top of the tower was startled and flew away......

Hogwarts, inside the library -

"I wanted you to avoid the path he chose, Ode." Dumbledore was blunt and didn't hide Brie's intentions.

And Brie's mind flashed through it, he nodded in acquiescence to Dumbledore's actions, and he didn't want to follow the path of a loser.

"I'm looking forward to you finding your way." Dumbledore continued, "I found out about the crisis in the wizarding world, and I fell into the same choice as you...... That was a time in my life when I was lost. ”

"Gellert has shown me the way, though I'm on a different path—" Dumbledore's eyes flashed with remembrance and pain.

"There is no Dark Lord or White Lord, but I succeeded."

"But I think I'll have to go see how the hall is going, and Halloween can't let everyone down."

With that, Dumbledore left the library smiling......