Voldemort looked at Snape affectionately.

Snape nodded, "I'll do everything I can." ”

"But Dumbledore wasn't that easy to deal with."

Voldemort tilted his head and walked back to the table and sat down, "Do you know about Dumbledore's past?" ”

Snape shook his head.

Voldemort waved his wand slightly, and several pieces of parchment flew out, hovering around them: "That's right, you're a young man, and you don't know the past of the older generation." ”

"I've only recently figured out one thing."

With that, the wand pointed forward, and a piece of parchment froze.

Above it is a line of fairy tale poems, as well as a symbol - a triangle, a circle, and a straight line.

"I've never taken fairy tales seriously." Voldemort whispered, "Who would believe that something was invented just to trick children." “

"As it turned out, I was really negligent."

"The treasures that the god of death gave to the three brothers, that is, the three holy weapons of the god of death, they do exist."

"The ring of the Gaunt family, which I made into one of the Horcruxes and has now been destroyed, is the resurrection stone of the Three Hallows of Death."

Snape stood quietly.

"Aren't you curious about that thing?" Voldemort asked him, and the two looked at each other again.

Snape replied, "Dumbledore told me, but Potter and the other professors never let me or Dumbledore touch it. ”

Voldemort was stunned and gritted his teeth: "Potter? ”

"Dumbledore and Potter discovered the ring together." Snape nodded, "Dumbledore almost put it on, but he was beaten up by Potter and couldn't put it on." ”

"Almost." Voldemort said the word in his mouth.

"I'm getting more and more disgusted with Potter."

"On that ring, I cast a beautiful curse, and I said how could Dumbledore."

"I admit that he is great, but in these things he is weak, weaker than the average man."

"I'll just say"

"You know what? From what I know about Dumbledore, if it weren't for Potter, he would have died. ”

"Almost, just a little."

Voldemort flicked his wand, and the parchment flew away again, falling back on the table and stacking them neatly.

"Severus, I can tell you a little bit about Dumbledore's past." Once everything was in place, Voldemort looked back at Snape and whispered, "You can only find a way to deal with him if you thoroughly understand what kind of person you are dealing with." ”

Voldemort knew a lot.

Who wouldn't be curious about the greatest white wizard of the century?

In particular, this white wizard also had a great relationship with the greatest dark wizard of the time.

No matter how strong and affectionate Tom is, he will be curious.

Snape listened, and everything in his head was being filled in little by little.

Hogwarts.

In Harry's knife-like, increasingly cold gaze, Dumbledore finally couldn't sit still, stood up, and reluctantly followed Harry away.

Phantom shifting.

Dumbledore chose this as the most convenient and least popular way for Harry to get around.

After a snap -

They appeared on a reef, more than a hundred meters from the shore, the salty sea breeze blew, rolling the waves and crashing, the moonlight was dim, the dark clouds hid it layer by layer, the sea was surging and black, there was a huge and inexplicable attraction, and they wanted to swallow up everything on the surface of the sea.

"How's the view?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry looked up.

In the clouds, water vapor and thunder and lightning are born.

He flicked his wand.

Thunder roared and raindrops fell.

"That's good." Harry's face was expressionless, and he cast a rain spell on the two of them, "That orphanage still has the funds to take the children on a voyage?" ”

He had never seen the orphanage of this world.

Can.

In any world, the rule should be universal, and the purpose of the orphanage's existence is to ensure the survival of those children, not to ensure their livelihood - in other words, all they have to do is to ensure that the children can live, and it doesn't matter what kind of life they can live.

There is nothing better than being alive.

If you have the money to improve your children's lives, you might as well adopt a few more children.

Dumbledore shook his head, "Of course not, actually, those who don't know magic do much better than those of us who can, and their government enforces that every orphanage must guarantee the children's grammar education, as well as an annual tour." ”

"This orphanage is no exception."

"They took their children on a trip to a village not far away."

"Tom Ricker may have brought his little friend with him at the time."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly and looked into the distance: "Of course, his climb to this is just the beginning, his destination, and ours are further away. ”

Dumbledore led the way, and Harry followed him.

They walked to the edge of the rock, stepping on jagged crevices, Dumbledore was too old to even hold on to the slippery crevices and stones, but he was so good at magic that he could shelter him and look like he was crawling down normally.

"You might as well just use your magic to fall." Harry jumped off smoothly.

Dumbledore stretched, "I'd like to try the thrill too." ”

"Are you excited?" Harry sighed in displeasure.

Dumbledore nodded earnestly: "Of course it's exciting. ”

Harry was helpless: "If you like it, it's fine." ”

Dumbledore took a few more steps forward, a wave of his wand.

Fluorescent flash!

On the cliff, a crack deeper than the sea surface was stuck at the bottom of the cliff.

"Right there." Dumbledore pointed.

Harry pulled a flashlight out of his sorting hat and illuminated the area.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his wand in a slow half-beat.

"Ordinary people's stuff, it's useful." The corners of Harry's mouth curled slightly.

Dumbledore agreed: "Yes, I, an old man, didn't expect these things, obviously I have seen a lot of good things in the past few months of traveling." ”

With a wave of his wand, he turned a pebble into a wooden boat.

"Of course, there are times when magic can't be replaced." He stepped into the wooden boat.

Harry followed.

The wooden boat slowly floated forward, and as soon as it entered the crack, the whole road suddenly opened up.

"The reef is hollow." Harry was a little surprised, "That's not how it looks like from the outside. ”

Dumbledore shook his head and lowered his voice, "Harry, remember what I taught you?" ”

"Where there is magic, there must be traces."

"Close your eyes and feel it."

Harry listened to him, closed his eyes, and reached out his hand, sensing the neighborhood.

A moment later, in the dark field of vision, a thunder-like blue vein suddenly flashed, and for just a moment, the heart beat slightly, and soon disappeared.

"See?" Dumbledore immediately smiled and spoke.

Harry nodded.

"Harry, your biggest flaw right now is that you're too young." Dumbledore said softly, "Tom was not very strong at this time, but he was very experienced in spellcasting and hid deeply, but he did not have the magic that could be completely hidden. ”

Harry shook his head.

Dumbledore was stunned: "Don't you agree?" ”

"For example, the magic on that ring can be completely hidden for you." Harry was expressionless.

Dumbledore snapped and covered his face: "No, Harry, we don't mention this, didn't you find out?" ”

Harry chuckled.

The boat soon came to an end, and there was a huge cavern.

Harry expertly probed with the witcher's senses.

There are no living things.

Not to mention the magical beasts that should invade this area to survive, there are no ordinary creatures, and they are unusually clean.

The veins of magic flickered again, and of course, what caught the eye even more was what walls were hidden in the hollow.

"Already discovered?" Dumbledore was surprised.

Harry nodded, holding up his wand, "It's a little too obvious, I'm not talking about its magic, it's its way of being. ”

In nature, there are no such unnatural walls.

Moreover, it is clean and clean, without any traces of erosion by the sea breeze or seawater.

A phantom of an arch appeared, and in the blink of an eye, white light burst out, rumbling, and the wall tried to open, but no matter how hard it tried, the final result did not change.

"It's a contract." Dumbledore and Harry spoke in unison.

"He's smart." Dumbledore sighed, "He came up with this way, made a pact with this sea and this reef, and unless I want to destroy everything here, I can't open this door." ”

"What's hiding in the walls, Blazing?" Harry stroked the wall, "Oh, that's not all, there's something weird. ”

Dumbledore nodded, "So we need a little price." ”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver knife that he used in Potions class, and rolled up his sleeve.

"I think you should leave this matter to me, who knows if you will suddenly die at your age because of your shortcomings." Harry held his hand down.

Dumbledore shook his head, resolute, "No, Harry, it can't be like this. ”

"Although it does seem like it's more appropriate for you to come, but. . . We're different. ”

"Your blood is worth more than mine."

"And the last time I came, I've already tried once, this wall will store the blood of the visitor, I've already stored it once, it doesn't hurt to have a little more, Tom, Tom, what a cunning creature."

"Harry."

He looked straight into Harry's eyes, blue eyes that were genuinely clear.

Harry pulled his hand back.

Dumbledore's silver knife swiped across his wrist, and blood spurted and splattered onto the wall.

Boom.

The phantom of the arch reappeared, did not disappear, but became solidified, and the stones on the wall moved, and soon they were completely assembled, filling the phantom to the fullest.

"Let's go."

Dumbledore cast a healing spell on himself, leaving an ugly scar on his arm, stepping on the light from Harry's flashlight and walking deeper.

Inside the arch is a dead, dark freshwater lake.

In the lake, the witcher's senses fed back, empty, nothing, except for a viscous, terrifying aura.

(End of chapter)