Just when Professor Lupin was giving a lesson to the little wizard.

Far away in Austria.

Geralt was a little overwhelmed, for the first time he had done this form of tracking, without having to open the witcher's senses, painstakingly searching for the missing footsteps, breath, or belongings, or even carefully hiding his figure, he just followed the man he was tracking.

No matter what movement was made, no matter how close they were, the man couldn't see it at all, and if it was too far away, he would stop and wait for a while.

"Geralt?" Dumbledore broke the cockroach pile, and without Harry and Fawkes, he could boldly enjoy this sweet treat he had just bought from the candy store, "Would you like one?" ”

He grabbed a handful.

Pitch-black arthropods crawled around in the palm of his hand.

"Thanks, no." Geralt shook his head.

Dumbledore was enthusiastic and beckoned him, "Really, don't you want to do it?" The taste is great, don't be fooled by its appearance. ”

"Thanks, no." Geralt didn't hesitate, and the slow answer was disrespectful to his life in this world during this time.

Dumbledore shook his head, a little regretful, "You're the same as Harry. ”

"Sometimes I feel the same way." Geralt replied softly.

Dumbledore and Geralt talked.

It was also a wonderful feeling for Dumbledore.

Geralt was young, looking about Lupin's age and almost as handsome as Sirius, and Dumbledore would always ignore his age.

Whenever he said something in the posture of an elder.

Geralt nodded his head and said yes, I think so too, I saw it when I was younger.

This made Dumbledore feel stunned for a while, and it took a while to react, the witcher in front of him was about the same age as himself.

This made him even more embarrassed.

The years and time have not changed him much, and his strong and youthful body still keeps him young in mind.

Not like yourself.

Under the ravages of time and time, the body stepped into the coffin in half a step, and even the mentality was the same.

But more than that, it's a blessing and a relief.

Time can change many things, and more than ninety years ago, Dumbledore felt that he would never have imagined that he would spend the rest of his life at Hogwarts, and that he would not want to stay at Hogwarts. He was worried, and he was afraid, if Harry would change anything in the future, and while he was reassuring for now, who could say for sure what the future would be?

But Geralt is a good example.

They are of the same kind, and the habits of the same kind will not change much.

Dumbledore enjoyed chatting with Geralt as much as he enjoyed chatting with Harry.

There's an unexpected amount of fun.

While they were chatting happily, Snape suddenly stopped, waved his hand at them, and gesticulated.

Almost there.

With a wave of his wand, Dumbledore put a disillusionment charm on himself and Geralt, and tightly wrapped the magic and aura that escaped - he would not pay attention to these things before, at most he would have collected his magic, but after meeting Harry, the world view was opened, and it turned out that there were people in the world with such a keen sense of smell.

When I talked to him at night, he could even smell what he ate in the morning and what mouthwash he used at noon.

Although Snape gesticulated.

But they followed for more than an hour before they came to a wooded area.

Snape walked in without hesitation, and was swallowed up by the dark shade in the blink of an eye.

The two of them stopped.

There is no doubt that Voldemort will not put the rest of the Horcruxes in the same place now.

Even, most likely, there are no Voldemort's Horcruxes here.

Before Snape's identity was revealed, they needed to let Snape steal what had been hidden into the depths.

Dumbledore looked ahead, there was no magic power, he flicked his wand, and he didn't detect a faint soul, and he was about to move on.

There was a soft noise next to him, and he turned his head to look over.

The illusion spell is cast by him, and he can see what is hidden under the illusion spell.

Geralt dug into his back pocket and pulled out his steel sword.

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore's face immediately turned serious.

"There are snakes, many snakes." Geralt shook his head, grasped his sword, and stepped forward cautiously.

Snake?

In this forest, there are many snakes that do not belong to this ecology.

When Snape stepped into the woods, he was instantly creepy, and dense swarms of snakes poured out from all over the forest, spitting out their forked and slender steel fork-like tongues, and staring at him with cold and faint pupils.

A shiny snake with shiny scales twisted and twisted, raised its head, and hissed.

Severus couldn't understand the snake language and looked at it coldly.

Dumbledore stood behind, his lips quirming, but he didn't make a sound.

The black snake hissed twice.

"I don't understand you." Snape grimaced, not knowing if he could understand the snakes, "I'm here on behalf of Barty Crouch Jr. ”

Black Snake was a little impatient.

Turning his head, Snape hissed twice at his feet.

A small cyan snake immediately climbed onto the upper of the shoe, followed the hem of the robe, burrowed into the robe, and pressed against Snape's body, and climbed up.

Snape resisted the instinctive impulses of his body.

Slattery has a deep relationship with snakes, and Voldemort is the most special of Slattery, as a parseltongue, he regards snakes as his symbol.

He looked at the group of snakes calmly.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s "they" weren't actually what Harry had guessed, but referring to the snakes?

The little snake quickly climbed up to his left arm, paused for a moment, poked its head out of the collar, and hissed twice.

Snape understood the meaning.

This is to make sure that you have the Dark Mark on your hand.

The attitude of the black snake was really gentle, hissing, not as sharp as before, but as a snake, the chill was still there.

He stretched out his hand, pinched the little snake seven inches, and threw it aside: "Take me to meet someone." ”

The black snake remained motionless, spitting snake letters.

Snape stared at it.

For a long time, the black snake had no intention of leading the way, but flicked its tail impatiently.

Snape didn't speak, he took a letter from his robe, and with a wave of his wand, it fell lightly in front of the black snake.

The black snake immediately took a bite, took the letter in its mouth, and twisted it into the depths of the jungle.

Snape stepped to catch up.

A group of snakes surrounded Snape, blocking him in his direction, preventing him from coming forward.

Dumbledore quietly reinforced, reinforcing Geralt's Transfiguration Charm and followed.

Snape took a deep breath, retracted his foot, and stood quietly waiting.

After a few moments, the black snake twisted back and lazily flicked its tail at him.

This means driving yourself away.

Snape turned his head, took a deep look, and with a wave of his wand, he apparitioned away.

At night.

Hogwarts, in the Headmaster's office.

Harry, who had just finished his last class, pushed the door in and saw Geralt, who was chatting happily with Godric, and said hello: "Geralt, you seem to be fat." ”

"There seem to be some." Geralt pinched his face, "I ate too well, and I stayed in the hotel for almost half a month." ”

Life here is comfortable, and they are all about to corrupt themselves.

"Came back so soon, without any accidents?" Harry looked at Snape.

Snape tilted his head aside.

His breath became more oppressive, as low as a dark cloud, so gloomy that it could seep through the pouring rain.

"Crouch asked Snape to meet a group of snakes." Dumbledore whispered.

Snake?

Harry was stunned by this word, and he frowned, looking at the mirror on the wall, faintly reflecting his own half-shadow: "Of Voldemort's remaining Horcruxes, one of them is a snake?" ”

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, that's the only good news. ”

"Still."

"I haven't been able to find out more information."

Dumbledore sighed and said slowly, "Although I learned some snake language, I was not born with a parseltongue, and after the black snake entered the forest, he and a group of snakes opened the letter, and then a group of snakes rushed over. ”

"One of the pythons is coming."

When he said this, he paused slightly, and his tone changed a little, sighing and melancholy.

"It read the letter, spoke to the snakes, and then a large herd of snakes, at least hundreds, ran out and scattered in all directions, not knowing where they went."

"I can't catch up with that big bunch of snakes."

Geralt spread his hands: "I can do it, but there are too many of them, and I don't have the skills." ”

"Do you know that snake?" Harry stared into Dumbledore's eyes.

Dumbledore didn't say anything, his eyes a little evasive.

"Isn't that a snake?" Harry continued to ask.

Dumbledore sighed, "Harry, you've always been so sharp, I do know her, I didn't expect to see her at such a time." ”

"She? Ever an individual? An old lover before you didn't fall in love with Grindelwald? Harry spoke, observing his face.

Without waiting for Dumbledore to answer.

He denied his speculation: "It doesn't seem to be, it's related to other Dumbledores?" ”

Dumbledore's eyes subconsciously dodged.

"It seems so." Harry nodded, "She's Aberforth's lover?" ”

Dumbledore sighed.

"No emotional entanglements with Aberforth?" Harry raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.

Dumbledore shook his head: "It has nothing to do with Ariana, except for me, the other Dumbledores are normal, she and . . . Aberforth's child, I promised her one thing, but I failed to do it, I didn't even take care of her, and that's one of the wrong things I did when I was young that I still regret to this day. ”

Harry searched in his memory: "Aberforth still has children?" ”

Dumbledore couldn't hold back and chuckled, "Why can't he have it?" ”

"He doesn't look like he has a child." Harry said softly, conjuring a stool to sit on, and then conjuring a stool for Snape and Geralt, "This is about the commission you gave me, and I want you to be honest about it, it will be good for my commission." ”

(End of chapter)