Professor Caro's eyes were frozen in ice.

"What?"

His voice was low, but it was without the panic it had been. Carl was sure that Professor Carlo had heard what he was saying, but he didn't want to believe it yet.

"I mean, if Voldemort were resurrected, what kind of magic would he use?"

Professor Caro showed a hint of nervousness on his face, and he walked quickly to the door of the magic classroom, poking his head out and looking out.

The hallway was empty, except for a black cat lying mischievously on the floor, fiddling with the cracks in the floor.

"Who is it?" Professor Carlo said, "Mr. Turinus, I don't know who told you such a strange thing. ”

He turned around, walked to the podium, gently put the book in his hand on the podium without turning around, and continued: "I told you such a bizarre thing that gave you such a whimsical idea, but as your teacher, I can tell you very clearly that the mysterious man is dead. ”

Professor Carlo stroked the cover of the textbook and lowered his head to avoid Carl's gaze: "No one can escape death. ”

"Huh, huh?" Carl said lightly, as he approached Professor Carlo, his voice quieter, "So let's make such a hypothesis. ”

"If, Voldemort is resurrected."

Professor Carlo looked up and looked at Carl in exasperation.

"Just if, let's start thinking about it, shall we?" Carl quickened his voice, "So what's going to happen?" ”

"What will happen? Albus is still there! Professor Carlo exclaimed.

"But he's resurrected! Who can guarantee that he will not be resurrected a second time! Karl immediately retorted.

The fear on Professor Caro's face flashed, and he immediately calmed down:

"He died, killed by the Savior, Harry Potter, a newborn child!"

Professor Carlo spoke firmly, but Carl heard in this sentence what Professor Carlo was looking for—the courage to escape.

"So it's just assumptions, isn't it?" Carl slowed his tone slightly and guided Professor Caro, "So what's next?" ”

"Will he regroup? Or hide somewhere no one knows about and live another life? Carl guided Professor Carlo to imagine. Maybe he's come to terms with his failure. ”

"No, he can't ······" Professor Carlo suddenly closed his mouth, a look of regret on his face.

"So he'll regroup. Well, so what should he do? ”

The conversation is drifting further and further away from the original topic, but no one cares about it anymore.

"He will gather his former companions, he will learn the lessons of the last time, he will ······" Carl looked at Professor Caro, who also looked at him, and said bitterly what was in Carl's heart: "Will clean up the betrayers." ”

Professor Carlo took two steps back and forth, suddenly closed his eyes, and looked relieved: "Yes, he will clean up the betrayers, he is not a generous person." ”

"And what about the professor?" Carl pretended to be curious and asked, "I've read a lot of information and learned a lot about your family's history. ”

Apparently he was talking about the Caro siblings, and Professor Carlo, who betrayed his "friends" in order to save the Carlo siblings and finally got the reduction.

Will Voldemort let him go?

Nobody knows.

What's more, it's not the point.

Karl continued, "So if, I mean if, Voldemort does make a comeback, then who do you think will win this time?" ”

A dark cloud completely enveloped Professor Caro's face.

That's right, that's the key.

Dumbledore vs Voldemort, who will be the next winner?

Whether it is from past records, from the current form, or simply the balance of power, Dumbledore now has a far advantage.

There was only one, and this one was enough to make a hard choice: Dumbledore was too old.

is so old that no one knows if he will lose his current strength or if he will die suddenly.

What's more, as Karl said before, what if Voldemort could still be resurrected?

Dumbledore could defeat him a second time, but what about a third, a fourth?

Dumbledore will eventually reach the point when he will no longer be able to hold his wand, and he will eventually face death.

And after that?

If Voldemort really wins, then what will happen to the Carlo family when he wants to liquidate?

If they choose to help Voldemort, will the Caro family really live to the day Voldemort wins?

Countless thoughts flashed through Professor Carlo's mind, those reflections that had been in the dead of night, those unknown fears and pressures suddenly and completely erupted under the guidance of Carl step by step.

Carl looked silently at the struggling man in front of him, a pleasant smile on his lips.

"Do you really want to know how Voldemort managed to avoid death? How to resurrect? ”

Carl looked at Professor Carlo, and he could feel the man in front of him calm down.

"But how can you be sure he's not dead?" Reinos was puzzled, "What did Dumbledore say?" No! There's no way he could tell you that! ”

Escaping death is never easy.

In the vast history of history, Professor Carlo only believed that a great wizard had actually performed such a miracle, and that the day he performed the miracle became a very important holiday for wizards to commemorate Easter.

Even the Egyptian pharaohs who built the first monument in the history of wizards, they eventually disappeared into the long river of time.

Legends about their resurrection have been circulating, but they have never really come true.

There was a sneer in Karl's eyes, yes, why?

Of course, he couldn't have told Professor Carlo that he had seen it in a dream.

But he and Hattings, to be precise, Polo had found a strong piece of evidence.

"When I'm done reading that history." Carl cunningly concocted a qualified lie, "I just have a curiosity: where did Harry Potter go?" ”

"Harry Potter?!" Professor Carlo exclaimed, his face showing a sudden expression, "Ha! Yes, Harry Potter! If Voldemort was really dead, how could Dumbledore hide him so deeply?! ”

Where Harry Potter went after that was kept a secret, and Dumbledore only advertised that Harry Potter had been adopted by Muggle relatives.

But this in itself is a very bizarre thing: a savior, a young wizard who owes the wizarding world and comes from a pure-blood family like Potter, is eventually adopted by a Muggle family.

Indeed, it was Harry Potter's last close relative.

But it was a Muggle family, a complete Muggle family, and only a deeper understanding of what wizards thought of Muggles would reveal how outrageous this was.

If it weren't for Voldemort still alive, it really wouldn't explain why such a hero should be treated in a low-key manner.

Professor Carlo pondered for a moment, and finally said, "If you really want to know why Voldemort was able to avoid death, I don't think I can tell you right now. ”

Carl didn't speak, believing Professor Carlo hadn't finished speaking.

Professor Carlo whispered, "I'm not sure, but I have a few ideas, and there are some very advanced dark arts involved. Especially since the mystery man is still going so deep in this field. ”

He observed Karl's expression as he continued, "There are so many possibilities here, and I believe that even Albus is trying to find out the real secret of why the mysterious man did not die. ”

"What's the difference between you and not knowing?" Karl couldn't help but say coldly.

A smile appeared on Rinos' face, "Of course it doesn't make much difference to you, and even for Albus, it will be very difficult to find out this secret - many people who are close to the mysterious man hate him, even if they are now nodding around him." ”

"Of course they hate me, but now they need to be close to me as well – because I'm closest to Albus. The Mystic must have revealed some clues to his closest subordinates in order to increase their loyalty. Trust me, I'll be able to find out the secret after Christmas. ”

"Still." Professor Carlo looked at Carl with some amazement on his face, "Carl, you really amaze me. But why is that? Why should you ······?"

The room fell silent again, except for the occasional meow of cats in the hallway.

Professor Carlo didn't go on, but everything was already in plain sight.

"I'm scared." Carl forced himself to be honest, and basically told the truth, "Voldemort will be resurrected after all, I come from the world of ordinary people, I want to know his secrets, at least so that I can prepare myself." ”

The setting sun shines through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the shadows of Carl and Professor Caro distort with it.

"For good reason." Professor Carlo had returned to his usual appearance, and he gave Carl a soft applause, just as he usually did in class after Carl had done his job brilliantly.

"But that's not true." The smile on Professor Caro's face grew, "You're lying, kid. ”

Karl held up his free hand: "I swear, I'm telling the truth!" ”

"Carl, you're a kid after all, and vows are the most ridiculous thing in the world." As if he had truly become a teacher, Reinos gently instructed, "But I know what you really think. ”

He didn't continue, but continued the conversation: "I believe you're telling the truth, but it's not all the truth. He re-emphasized: "Karl, you are smart in many places and talented enough. You, why, are you unwilling to tell me? ”

As the sun sets, the blue sky darkens and darkens, and darkness swallows up the office.

Professor Caro's expression gradually disappeared into darkness.

The office was silent.

No one knows how long it will be, when the sun is still at its last point.

"Ha, it seems that you still don't want to say." Professor Carlo broke the silence in the room, "But doesn't that just mean that I guessed right?" ”

Carl pursed his lips, not knowing whether it was because the weather was too dry and cold, or because he was nervous, he felt that his lips and tongue were dry.

But the goal is in sight.

"Are you curious about the secret of the mysterious man's immortality, are you really afraid, or are you also longing?" Reinos said softly.

"The secret of immortality?"

"Great power?"

"Esoteric knowledge?"

Carl's breathing couldn't help but get a little heavier, but fortunately, the coldness of the wand in his hand reminded him, and he had to speak, "I don't know what you want to say." ”

There was an itch in his throat, but he forcibly held back, which made his voice even hoarse.

"You're craving, yes, a kid like you, I've seen it for a long time, you're going to crave this, in fact, you've already shown it."

"I didn't!" Carl hurriedly retorted. "I just wish it ······"

"Child, don't hide it, what a good quality it is." Professor Caro, who came from Slytherin, interrupted Carl, "Honestly, you touched me. ”

Carl could feel his heart beating rapidly, and one stream of hot blood was sent to all corners of his body by that excited heart.

His body trembled slightly.

He won!

"Sir." His voice was a little tight, and he needed to make one final confirmation to calm himself. "You mean ······"

"That's right, Dumbledore is old." Professor Carlo smiled, "Carl, actually, you are far more suitable than you yourself think – in every way. ”