"I'm sorry." Vivien lowered her head, her tone low and ashamed.

What happened decades ago is brewing another bitter fruit today.

"But he broke his oath and could not escape the retribution of his oath." She immediately added again, looking at the corpse that had fallen in the frost, "He will die in the frost." ”

"He's not dead." Harry shook his head.

Vivien whispered, "No one can escape the oath. ”

"He's going to die in the frost."

"Even if he thinks he has been resurrected with a Horcrux and thinks that he has escaped the oath, the oath will not miss out on everyone who breaks the oath."

"He'll be the same as the vile Helbo."

Speaking of this, she paused and looked at Harry, "Now I'm sending you out, I'm going to soup. Going where Riddle goes? ”

"I know where it's going." Harry shook his head and tugged into his Sorting Hat, "But before that, help me purify the Sword of the Lake, I want to get it." ”

Vivien shook her head in embarrassment, "Young wizard, I thank you for saving us. ”

"But Avalon has the rules of Avalon, which are part of the oath, and so are we"

Harry pulled out a golden apple and handed it to her.

Vivien was stunned, stunned, and looked at the golden apple incredulously.

I obviously used one just now, and I woke up Avalon, who had been silent for many years, why do I have another one now.

"I've got three." Harry thrust it into her arms, "Hurry up, we don't have time to delay." ”

Vivien nodded, picked up the apple in one hand, and reached into the jar with the other, drawing the rusty sword of the lake.

She held the apple aloft and placed the holy sword under it.

Tick –

The apple squeezed out a drop of milky white juice and landed on the holy sword.

The golden apple instantly withered and became gray, and was casually tossed aside by Vivien, plopped, and fell into the water.

And the sword in the lake bloomed with a burst of brilliant light.

It became brand-new, the sharp sword light flickered, and a mysterious aura surged on the sword's body.

The withered golden apple, which had been thrown into the water, took root and sprouted quietly underwater, growing and leaping out of the water, producing a scabbard made of apple wood.

"This is the sword in the lake you wanted." Vivien loaded the scabbard into the scabbard and handed it to Harry.

Harry didn't answer, gesturing to Geralt.

"It's your spoils." Geralt didn't raise his hand.

"I'll borrow it." Harry said succinctly, "The scabbard of the sword in the lake will protect you, this world is not much safer than that world, and you have seen the magic just now, it is much weirder than the warlocks." ”

Geralt raised his hand to take it.

"Send us to the entrance." Harry then spoke to Vivien, "Where did Tom go?" ”

Vivien and the other ladies raised their hands and pulled out a smooth mirror-like magic on the surface of the water, and at the end of the mirror, Dumbledore could be seen sitting in a small boat: "The end of the exit is in the Scottish Highlands. ”

"Thank you." Harry pulled Geralt and Yennefer into the water.

Outside the fog.

Dumbledore sat in the boat, conjuring a fishing rod for himself and waiting on an equal footing.

The boat sank suddenly.

There is a stranger atmosphere.

Almost at the same time, Dumbledore waved his hand, and the majestic magic rushed towards the three of them.

Also almost at the same time, all three reacted.

Harry waved his wand and put on Quinn's shield.

Yennefer opened up the barrier of mana.

Geralt had only Quinn, who was immediately blown to pieces and rolled into the sea.

"Albus, it's me, don't get so excited." Harry spoke, waving his wand and picking Geralt up.

He shook his head and spat out a mouthful of water: "Thank goodness, I'm sober." ”

"They are?" Dumbledore was a little surprised.

Take a trip to Avalon and bring out two strangers.

All are powerful.

One of them even has a rather powerful magical power hidden in him, which may only be slightly better than the Squib, but even so, this white-haired and handsome man still gives him almost the same feeling as Harry, powerful, sharp, and most importantly, he has the same eyes as Harry, a pair of amber vertical pupils.

"Old friend, the kind that is very reliable and trustworthy." Harry replied succinctly, "I can entrust my life to them." ”

"It's not the point right now, we have to go to Malfoy Manor."

"Voldemort has once again deceived the old woman and tricked another exit from Avalon."

"He's a remnant now, and just like before, he can't be allowed to keep his memories."

Dumbledore nodded, grabbed Harry's wrist, then Yennefer's, and Harry grabbed Geralt.

Smack-

They disappear.

The next second appears outside a wood.

Geralt landed, her nose arched, her brow furrowed into a pimple: "Damn teleportation, I miss the radish." ”

Yennefer was also a little unwell.

This teleportation spell was even more manic than the one she used.

Dumbledore also frowned: "The apparition shifter has been disturbed, and the landing point is a little off. ”

"It's close, though."

"Let's go."

As they walked on, Geralt recovered quickly, and walked like usual in a few steps.

In front of a wilderness, Harry and Dumbledore stopped together.

"Harry, is this it?" Dumbledore hesitated, a little unconvinced.

Harry nodded, "That's it, I've been here." ”

"Hope is not a curse of loyalty." Dumbledore muttered, and he raised his wand, and a golden light shot out and fell into the wilderness ahead.

In Malfoy Manor.

Bellatrix frowned, raised his wand, and looked at the man who was kneeling down in front of him: "Lucius, I have good news for you, your son has escaped our capture once again. ”

"Again."

"But why is that?"

"He's only in the fifth grade, just a little wizard who graduated from the fifth grade, does he think he's Potter?"

"Under the siege of several of our Death Eaters, we can escape!"

"Lucius, let's be honest, did you betray your master?"

The Drill Heart Curse made the man miserable, and he lowered his head to prevent his hideous, ugly and distorted facial features from being exposed: "No, no, I'm just a lowly servant, how dare I expose my master's thoughts." ”

"Magic, magic monitoring the manor, I, I have contacted Draco, you all know."

Bellatrix nonchalantly turned his wand: "Really? ”

"Help us contact your child and find him."

"Potter has been on his way for days, and the master could come back at any time, and I don't want the master to come back, only to find that we haven't even done this little thing."

"Do you know what I mean?"

Lucius gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

Drill the heart and cut the bones!

She took her wand, pointed forward, and pronounced the incantation: "Lucius, why don't you speak, don't you want to?" ”

"For the sake of the master, even your son is reluctant to give it?"

"He turned his back on his master, and did not want to be his servant."

"Why don't you study like our master's dear godson?"

Lucius gritted his teeth and let out a painful sound.

Barty Crouch Jr.?

That inhuman guy often shows off his honor of killing his mother and father for the sake of his master.

There was hatred in his eyes.

And the hatred exacerbates the pain in the body.

In the small room on the first floor, a slight crack in the door was opened, and a pair of frightened, worried, and hateful eyes were exposed, staring at this place.

"Lucius! Give me an answer! Bellatrix waved his wand, his tone irritating, "Would you like to do it for your master?"

She didn't finish her words.

A man walked in: "Bad news. ”

Bellatrix looked at him, "Rabastan, could there be worse news than if we had a traitor?" ”

"My dear sister, Lucius is not a traitor." The man sneered and waved his hand, "What Mr. Crouch and his master ordered happened, and Dumbledore and Potter came to the door. ”

Bellatrix took a deep breath and stood up sharply: "Master! ”

She walked straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Voldemort had already instructed Dumbledore and Potter to go straight to his room if they were outside Malfoy Manor and he wasn't there.

Bellatrix shuddered and pushed the door open.

An ugly baby lying on the bed.

"You, master." Bellatrix walked over and fell to her knees on the edge of the bed.

"Bella." The baby spoke, his voice hoarse, "Call Rodolphus up, I need his body." ”

Bellatrix waved her wand, and a note flew to the fourth floor.

"My dear Bella." The baby continued, "You are as trustworthy as Crouch, and now I give you a task. ”

Bellatrix enthusiastically: "Great master, servant is willing to do anything for you." ”

"Watch Severus." The baby whispered, completely exposing his weakness, "Now is the best chance to catch me, neither Dumbledore nor Potter will miss it, especially now that I know some of Potter's secrets, they will be eager to kill me." ”

Bellatrix's face sank: "Severus is a traitor? ”

"I'm not sure." Baby vetoed Bellatrix's claim, "He was very loyal and honest about showing me his brain." ”

"But Severus."

"He's too much like me, more like me than Crouch."

"Who knows what kind of person he is?"

Speaking of this, the baby paused, gasped for breath several times, regained his strength, and then continued: "If he is a traitor, after sending my memories out, kill him by all means." ”

"If he's not, then let Crouch try to believe him."

"There are only two chances."

"No, there's only one chance."

He paused again for a moment, his voice getting weaker, "Potter is the biggest obstacle. ”

"Dumbledore is old."

"Horcruxes still have an effect on me after all, they put me above death, but they also take some of my things."

"Tell me that I am younger, with the clearest and brightest mind."

"Potter is the biggest obstacle."

"Even if I am resurrected again, it is not Potter, let alone Dumbledore, and now there are opponents of the group of people of Yennefer and Geralt, according to memory, to master those more powerful forces before acting."

"No matter how much I punish you, I'll have to say that, you know, Bellatrix."

(End of chapter)