With a wave of her wand, Harley conjured a handkerchief and summoned another glass of honey water.

"Professor......" Harley whispered, handing over the cup and handkerchief.

Dumbledore took the handkerchief, gently wiped away his tears, and drank the honey water in one gulp.

After a short break, Professor Dumbledore stood up and patted the dust off his body.

And the cups and handkerchiefs had disappeared into thin air.

Harley, who was holding her legs and half-squatting in place, also stood up.

"Hallie, I think you can guess the rest of the story." Professor Dumbledore's voice trembled.

"You went back to teach at Hogwarts, lived in remorse, and imprisoned yourself with Hogwarts as a cage."

Hallie thought for a moment and said in a slightly inquiring tone,

"Grindelwald, on the other hand, founded the Witch Party in Europe and waged a war that swept across Europe and spread to the Americas until you defeated it."

"Yes, that's it." Professor Dumbledore nodded,

"From the day Ariana left, I learned to pass my days with guilt and extreme grief, until becoming a professor at Hogwarts eased the pain in my heart."

"And since then, I've been reflecting on my past, on my philosophy and that of Grindelwald."

"I started to waver, and I ended up on the opposite side of him."

"Until the end, I had a duel with him."

"He lost."

"The International Confederation of Wizards wanted to kill him outright, but I tried to get him locked up in Newmongard, a cage he had built to hold his enemies."

"And I'm the only caretaker of that cage."

"I don't know if you can understand it, Hallie, but it's become an obsession in my heart."

"I want the Resurrection Stone, no, I want all the Deathly Hallows."

"I want to be the master of death, I want to see my dad, my mom, and ...... And Ariana ......"

"I made a mistake...... Want to repent...... Confess to them......"

At this moment, Professor Dumbledore was like a helpless child, his voice was constantly trembling, and it was extremely desolate.

Hallie stood silent, not uttering a word.

After a long time, Professor Dumbledore finally adjusted, but the smile on his face was gone.

"Let's go, the break is over." As he spoke, he drew his wand again, "Let's go get Tom's Horcrux first." ”

"Okay, Professor." Hallie replied easily.

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The rest of the road was smooth sailing, as the "Frozen World" Harley had used earlier covered almost the entire temple.

Many of Voldemort's elaborate curses that he tried to cover up were directly inspired, and had no effect.

Harry and Professor Dumbledore easily climbed onto the altar and stood in front of the ring.

Looking at the ice in front of him, which was almost completely infected with a deep black, Professor Dumbledore's eyebrows were quite solemn.

"It's a wicked curse," he exclaimed softly, "and sure enough, Tom is a genius in some ways. ”

"I can't see the root of this curse, and I can't think of a way to crack it for the time being, so I can only barely see the effect."

"I think the average wizard would be killed instantly if they fall under this curse. Even a powerful wizard can't hold on for long. ”

"And I'm afraid this curse is not so easy to remove, even if you barely use magic to drive it into a certain part of your body."

"It will also spread tenaciously and continue to weaken the wizard's magic and physical fitness."

Harley nodded approvingly, and she thought of more.

This curse can weaken the wizard's magic and physical strength, and the potion that guards the locket can pollute the wizard's spirit and soul.

If you combine this curse with that potion......

Harley had serious doubts that an ordinary demigod or a wizard of the corresponding level might fall into a near-death state without even being able to cast an extraordinary ability or a spell.

Even those who are particularly powerful demigods and wizards will probably fall into a state of severe weakness, and they will not even be able to turn on their mythical creature forms to fight to the death.

Now that Voldemort has devised these curses and potions, he can use them as permanent traps to guard his Horcruxes.

Does that mean Voldemort has also designed more convenient magic with the same effect that can be used in battle?

There was a little more jealousy between Hallie's eyebrows, and he really couldn't despise Voldemort because of his broken soul.

He's just half-crazy, not completely crazy, not stupid.

After staring at the ring through the black ice for a long time, Professor Dumbledore forced himself to look away.

"Harry," Professor Dumbledore turned to look at the girl beside him, "I don't think I'm qualified to carry this Horcrux." ”

"I'm really, really scared, afraid that I can't help but take it with me, or even be bewitched by Tom's soul fragment inside, and thus be controlled."

"I was terrified of it, of making another irreparable mistake."

"You carry this Horcrux, but don't touch it with your hands, touch it with spider silk or other objects."

Harley nodded, and the spider silk condensed behind her, and the Horcrux was easily hoisted.

"Let's go, Hallie." Professor Dumbledore turned away and tried to leave, but received no response.

When he turned his head to look at it suspiciously, he found that Harley was staring at the altar and studying it carefully.

After a while, Harley spoke, "Professor, there's a lot of magic in this hall that we've never seen before. ”

"Don't you think it's a waste to take such a good piece of treasure land and leave with only one Horcrux?"

"Aside from the surrounding pillars, at least this is a round altar made of pure gold and encrusted with emeralds...... I think the magic above is well worth looking into. ”

Professor Dumbledore was stunned, not knowing what to do.

After a while, he cautiously said, "That'...... So how do we do it? ”

"Professor, you listen to me." Harley smiled confidently and drew her wand.

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Half an hour later, the two appeared in the principal's office.

The old headmasters on the wall were idle and bored, discussing a certain grand game with each other.

But after seeing Hallie appear, they immediately stopped the discussion tacitly.

A few of the most noisy, Gryffindor-born headmasters even smiled wickedly.

Hallie didn't even glance at them, she was used to it.

According to the conventions of the wizarding world, wizards have always liked to hide big things from others.

Even the matter of a sorting hat can be concealed for hundreds of years, and the new students who do not participate in the sorting ceremony will never know the specific process.

So Hallie knew that there was no result if she asked, so she simply didn't ask.

The only two living people in the office sat down on either side of the principal's desk, and the ball of ice hockey completely stained in black was thrown on the table.

Professor Dumbledore also deliberately placed a silver magic item under the ice ball, and the bowl-shaped magic item emitted magic fluctuations, preventing the spread of curses.

As for being forcibly pulled from the floor of the temple...... The Golden Altar that had been brought back was frozen and still lying quietly in the pocket where Harley had cast the Traceless Stretching Charm.

Professor Dumbledore pointed his wand at the puck and chanted a long incantation.

Harley also stared at the puck as well, taking advantage of the fact that there were still a few pieces of spider silk wrapped around the puck to feel the curse on it.

The curse was so powerful that Harley was thrilled to prepare to steal Voldemort's master.

Although according to the current intensity of struggle in the wizarding world, such a high-end curse is difficult to use no matter how you look at it.

But Hallie always remembered that she could do without, but she couldn't! No, no, and won't be two different concepts!

After about fifteen minutes, Professor Dumbledore finally lowered his wand.

His face was full of amazement: "I've said it many times, but I still have to repeat it, there is such a subtle magic. ”

"After analyzing it for so long, I can see traces of at least three top-level curses in 'Cutting-edge Dark Arts Revealed'."

"Extremely lethal, like maggots that are attached to the bones, it is difficult to get rid of them, and even if they are barely contained, they will leave a destructive ...... on the body."

"When it comes to compound curses, there's no one like Tom."

Harley silently retrieved the silk, dozens of which had been used to wrap the puck had turned completely black.

The silk quietly broke, but instead of falling to the ground, it was wrapped in other white spider silk and quietly hidden in Hallie's pocket.

Professor Dumbledore didn't care about Harry's small movements, but pointed to the ring with his wand:

"But there's one thing that's worth celebrating."

"The curse left on the ring can only be directed at a living creature, and when the curse is released, the curse in the ring disappears completely."

"It seems that with Tom's technique, the curse will not be able to make this ring permanent forever!"

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore chuckled twice.

However, Hallie quickly refuted Professor Dumbledore's claims.

"Professor, I'm afraid you've forgotten about this golden dome," Harley said, gesturing to her pocket.

"Do you remember the cave that Voldemort used to store the Horcrux in the Slytherin locket?"

"There, he chose a defensive ...... that was very similar to what he had here."

When Harry finished her speculation, Professor Dumbledore subconsciously lifted his half-moon glasses:

"You're right, Hallie, it's true that I didn't think it through."

"That's right, Tom was a very cautious kid who couldn't have made such an obvious mistake."

The two then moved to Professor Dumbledore's private laboratory dedicated to the study of magic and alchemy, where they studied the Golden Altar for a long time.

Nicol was also shouted by Professor Dumbledore through the two-way mirror, and studied together through the mirror.

He gave a lot of valuable advice, and by the way, he gave Hallie a live teaching.

In the end, Harley stayed at Hogwarts until the evening, skipping dinner.

After eating, Professor Dumbledore unceremoniously asked Harrie to freeze the altar.

"I'm going to bring this good stuff to Austria during the Quidditch World Cup in two days...... I mean to Europe, especially France. ”

Professor Dumbledore stroked the frozen altar and said,

"I'm going to get Nicol up close, it's just over a month before school starts, and I've got to find something for us two old men to do."

Before he could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly came from the principal's office outside the laboratory:

"Albus! Come back and sign it! You're the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and the tournament documents must be signed by you! ”

The smile on Professor Dumbledore's face vanished.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, stomped his feet in place, and coughed twice:

"Hmm...... There are only a few days that need to be signed, and Minerva can completely decide the rest. ”

Harry gave him a disdainful look, his gaze hurting Professor Dumbledore.

"Don't look at me like that, Hallie, I'm here to get Minerva a workout...... You know, there is no vice principal in the world for forty years......"

"I mean, Minerva needs to be ready and ready to turn ...... at any time"

Professor Dumbledore himself felt that this reason was too outrageous, and decisively changed the subject:

"Let's go, it's not too early, I'll let the house-elf take you back to Dursley."

"You don't need to stay there for too long, though, Sirius has bought all the tickets for the Quidditch World Cup knockout tournament."

"If it weren't for the fact that you were in school during the tryouts and the group stage and you couldn't go to see it, he would have even bought it."

"Well, I wish England could win the title this year."

"I don't think so," a cold voice interjected into the conversation between the two.

"It's enough for the England team to reach the final for a year."

"Want to win the championship? The Hogsmeade Quidditch team is more reliable than them! ”

Professor Dumbledore's movements froze instantly, and then a smile appeared on his face, "What a coincidence, Minerva. ”

Professor Dumbledore knew that Professor McGonagall had not known if she was in the lab.

She just left a message on the silverware on her desk, and most likely left the papers on the table and left.

So I had waited a few minutes to wait for Professor McGonagall to leave the principal's office before signing, so as not to have any accidents.

The results are now ...... Why didn't Professor McGonagall leave!

"I thought you were going to do something, Albus." Professor McGonagall said with a sneer,

"So you're chatting with your favorite student?"

"The last student was Hagrid, and the last one was Mr. Newt Scamander......"

"Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, you really care about your students!"

"Caring to the point that all the work that the principal should have done was completely thrown to me!"

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(Thanks to the tip of the "can't brush the flash drop, the master is not a good baboon"!) ）

(End of chapter)