The next day, Dumbledore woke everyone up early and gathered them around the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Oh my God, it's just dawning, Headmaster. Lockhart grumbled sleepily.

"Gildero, you're a young man, don't be so lazy," Professor McGonagall reproached, "and I'm going to have to finish my class later." ”

"It's getting a little cold, Dumbledore," Moody gave himself a warmth charm, "what's the matter, is it still a fire?" ”

"No, this ring is already Voldemort's mature creation, and it already has absorption magic on it, unless the magic attack is strong enough to go against the sky," Dumbledore lifted the sword in his hand to show everyone, "Otherwise, it won't burn for a hundred years, and it can only be cut open." ”

"Cut it open and it's over?" Blake asked.

"How is it possible, the person wearing the ring after cutting it should be in danger. Lupin guessed.

"That's what I think, when something happens, please, you guys will improvise. Dumbledore nodded.

"Do you have to destroy it, I think your safety, Headmaster, is more important. McGonagall discouraged.

"Thank you, Minerva, for your kindness, but this ring means a lot to me, and you'll understand it later. Dumbledore reached out and raised Gryffindor's sword.

"Get out of the way, everybody, get ready!"

Everyone hurriedly stepped back a few meters, looking at Dumbledore nervously.

Although he was more than a hundred years old, Dumbledore's movements were still fierce and steady, and his sword fell, and the shining sword slashed accurately at the junction between the black gem on the ring and the base.

"Ping!" the black gem shot out of the base of the ring as if it had been ejected with high-pressure gas, and Dumbledore quickly threw down his sword and grabbed the stone.

At this time, ink-like black gas erupted from the gem in Dumbledore's hand, quickly enveloping Dumbledore.

"What can we do?" Lockhart was at a loss.

"Calm down, Gildero. Snape spat out a few words, "He guessed it would be like this." ”

"Did he say what should we do? ”

"Adapt, adapt, change. Snape stared at Dumbledore nervously, but his tone became more and more soothing.

"Then you've changed!" Blake yelled at Snape in dissatisfaction, "do something!"

The black mist condensed above Dumbledore's head, and Lockhart could feel that there was nothing he could do about it, he didn't even know what it was made of, soul, malice, magic?

The black weapon froze into the figure of a girl, who cried and screamed at Dumbledore.

"You killed me!"

Dumbledore trembled as if he had lost his soul, and his eyes were distracted as he looked at the girl.

"No...... I'm not...... I don't want to...... Forgive me...... Ariana ...... "Big tears flowed from Dumbledore's eyes.

"Mr. Headmaster, that's an illusion!" Lockhart shouted at him.

"Stop shouting, Gildero. Snape gave Lockhart a disdainful look, "Dumbledore isn't stupid, he knows it's an illusion. ”

"Then why didn't he do something?" asked Lupin nervously.

"To destroy it, you have to get caught up in it. ”

The person who had condensed into the black mist was clearly not going to talk to Dumbledore, and she screamed and burrowed into Dumbledore's body.

The strongest white wizard, the moment the black shadow entered his body, fell to his knees in pain, rolling as if he had been hit by a heart curse, whimpering, and crying.

"What to do. "Everyone gathered around Dumbledore, helpless.

"He's fighting a part of the Dark Lord's soul and, of course, the evil spell hidden in the ring. Snape explained with a blank face.

"And what do we do?" asked McGonagall.

"Adapt, adapt, change. ”

"What?" Blake grabbed Snape by the collar, "You're going to kill him, are you?" ”

"Let go of your ...... Dirty hands. Snape stared coldly at Blake, a few words squeezing out between his teeth.

"Don't do that, you two. McGonagall quickly separated the two of them, while Moody watched coldly.

"Hmph. Blake clapped his hands angrily, as if his hands were dirty. Snape, on the other hand, kept his face composed, and straightened his collar.

"Ahh

"How does it feel, Dumbledore. Moody said sullenly.

"No...... Worse, ahem. Dumbledore seemed to be 50 years old all of a sudden, and his eyes no longer gleamed with wisdom, and he barely spoke, "But it worked." ”

Dumbledore's tears returned, and he reached out to show the tarnished ring on one hand and a black gem in the palm of the other.

"You just couldn't do anything but support me mentally, Severus is right, Syrus, you have to apologize to him. Dumbledore looked up at Black.

"I'm sorry, Severus!" Blake shouted reluctantly.

"I accept your apology, Blake-san. Snape didn't even look at Blake.

"What's that?" Lockhart asked knowingly.

Dumbledore didn't speak, he held the stone.

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly looked not far away, and he struggled to walk towards the place, where Lupin and McGonagall could barely hold him.

Fortunately, the thing that no one could see seemed to come quietly and stopped in front of Dumbledore, who stared blankly at the air in front of him, and Blake was almost nervous enough to pull out his wand and face him.

"Ariana......" Dumbledore reached out with a trembling hand, as if trying to caress the man's face, and it was clear that everyone looked at him like fools as if his hand was hanging down without touching anything.

"You...... It's always ......," Dumbledore muttered.

"You...... Forgive me...... Forgive me...... Please......" Dumbledore seemed to be trying to kneel, but his attempt failed after Moody grabbed him as well.

Obviously, the man who was invisible to everyone forgave Dumbledore, and Dumbledore was just crying like a child with his hands over his face.

"Thank you, Ariana...... I've always loved you so much......"

"Who's that, Headmaster Dumbledore's first love? Blake asked Lockhart quietly.

"I guess it's one of his relatives. ”

"Makes sense. Blake nodded.

Dumbledore cried, "Honey...... I'll be seeing you soon...... Always with you......"

"Don't talk stupid, dead old man!" Moody scolded, dragging him with a hand, "Let's go, go back to the castle!"

Dumbledore had to go back and talk to the person who didn't exist: "Ariana...... Waiting for me ......"