Another healing potion was brutally pierced into her heart by Harry, and without the release of the potion that was injected into her heart, the potion that flowed quickly through her blood, Harry skillfully broke the bones for her, and put the broken bones back in place.

In just ten seconds, the rag doll lying on the operating table returned to its full human form, and after the mandible was repaired and put back into place, the silent puppet on the platform on the bed let out a few inexplicable grunts.

As if coughing, she vomited a mouthful of blackened blood.

"Did someone ask you to kill me?"

Harry thoughtfully wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and asked the first question calmly.

"Yes."

A cold, trance-like voice rang out, and Kassandra's out-of-focus eyes stared vacantly at the ceiling, the elixir had fully taken effect.

"It's volt."

"Call him Tom." Dumbledore's voice interjected abruptly, "Names can be protected by magic, and sometimes, we need to be cautious. He glanced at Harry and reminded softly.

"Thank you, Professor." Harry nodded, "I was negligent. ”

Dumbledore did think more than Harry, in the Muggle world, simply saying someone's name would not lead to anything, but in the wizarding world, it was different, they could not rule out whether Nagini would activate some kind of insurance that would remain on her after she said 'Voldemort'.

Harry is not so easy to be beaten, just what he showed last year, it was enough for Voldemort to take it seriously, but what he didn't expect was that Harry grew faster than he imagined, after all, this guy didn't work hard in the direction of a serious wizard in the first place, to be honest, Harry's current magic level is not as effective as he came up directly with his fist.

Voldemort underestimated Harry's growth after all, even if he had put his genius template into his imagination, but the two did not follow the same path, a little misjudgment would lead to a world of difference in results, Dumbledore couldn't pack a ticket to calculate a chaotic comic, Voldemort's heat was even inferior to Dumbledore.

Supplemented by Dumbledore's prompt, Harry began the inquiry in an orderly manner, the effectiveness of the elixir is quite guaranteed, after all, Snape's products must be high-quality, aside from the corrupt entry that is so dark that it is difficult to swallow, all the rest are golden buff entries.

The whole story is filled in by the patient and detailed questioning of the old and the young, and with the help of Dumbledore's subtle deception, a complete story is sorted out.

"I don't know if you've watched "Journey to the West", I didn't expect that I, a handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is actually a thin skin and tender meat in Tom's eyes, and I eat Tang Seng who can live forever."

Harry crooked his mouth and let out a 'hehe' with a non-smiling smile.

Voldemort did have a good idea, and he was quite well prepared for it, if the person he was targeting was not Harry, but someone else in Hogwarts, maybe Dumbledore would also capsize in the gutter, and no one expected that he would have found a way to transfer the death curse of the basilisk to Nagini.

You only need to look at each other to kill the opponent directly, this secret and ruthless method is even more difficult to guard against than the Avada Suo Life Curse, and only phoenixes and unicorns are born with extremely high resistance to black magic, and the powerful 'divine direction' magical creatures can have a high enough immunity, and the physical fitness and magic talent of wizards are among the lowest group of magical creatures, and there is no possibility of resistance at all.

Perhaps the Awakened have the ability to resist the instant death, but this also requires a question mark, and Harry thinks that he is completely unable to withstand the instant death curse.

"I haven't seen it, but I'll look for it later." Dumbledore seemed a little curious about this, "Can eating human flesh make you immortal?" What a wacky story. ”

"Mythology, there are everything, but I estimate that the English translation is a bit difficult to find, I heard that the professor can speak more than a hundred languages, have you ever studied Chinese?"

"A little." Dumbledore gestured, "Ordinary communication is fine, I occasionally go to meetings of the International Federation of Wizards, and the official language is Chinese." ”

"I've learned their spells."

"Teach me?" Harry's curiosity was immediately aroused, and Professor Flitwick had told him that the medium of casting spells in different countries was almost the same, but the spells were very different, and the principles of their work were also different, even if it was magic with the same effect, the way it was expressed was quite different, but this year's dueling competition was still four months away, and Harry had not seen wizards from other places.

"Ahem~"

Dumbledore cleared his throat, then snapped his fingers, and the ceiling of the headmaster's room suddenly opened, and when he looked up, he could see the starry night sky.

He drew his Elder Wand, but instead of transforming it into his most commonly used Desert Eagle, he turned it into an unsheathed sword.

"I learned it when I went to the Ancient Magic Exchange, and although they don't use this type of spell anymore, I think this kind of spellcasting medium is more handsome than a gun."

Dumbledore pulled a beautiful sword flower, but it was a little out of line with the skills of the European duel rapier.

"I heard they also have a plug-in called a sword magazine, which is used to fire flying swords instead of magazines, but that's fine."

The sassy night breeze blew Dumbledore's robes, and at first glance it really looked like a white-haired and white-bearded fairy, and he spoke, using the standard Mandarin that had passed the tenth-grade exam, or the broadcast cavity.

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder, brilliant heavenly might, lead it with a sword!"

A transparent curtain of light wrapped around the thunder and lightning enveloped his body, and along with the thunderbolt that exploded in the clear sky, the thunderbolt of the sword body appeared, and a flash of silver light flew out, lighting up a dazzling silver spark in the night sky.

"Excalibur Thunder True Technique." With one hand behind his back, Dumbledore pinched his sword trick in the other, recalling the longsword that had just been shot out.

"Interesting, isn't it?" The whitebeard old man, who still had a bit of a fairy wind and bones in the last second, turned back into the whitebeard headmaster of Hogwarts, "Although ancient magic is not as delicate as the current magic, it is also fascinating. ”

He patted the stunned Harry, and said with a smile on his face, "The world is very big, Harry, England is just an insignificant corner of the wizarding world, if you have the opportunity, it's a good thing to walk around and have a look." ”

"Oh!"

Harry was still a little stunned when he came back to his senses, he really didn't expect that there would be such a job.

"And what about the ancient magic on this side of Europe?" He looked at Dumbledore, his eyes full of curiosity, it was much more interesting than Nagini's confession, and Voldemort's intrigues and calculations were not as interesting as this knowledge.

"That needs to be sung in Old English, because of the composition of the language family, there is basically no way to continue the ancient magic in Europe, you can't understand it, but I will translate it."

Dumbledore held a longbow, and Harry thought he would pull out a thick two-handed wand or something, but on second thought, flying swords have sword boxes, and that thing could shoot out, and in this AK Rowling's world, it is more likely that Dumbledore will pull out a slingshot than a two-handed wand.

His hand rested on the bowstring, and somewhat unexpectedly, under the sleeve he lifted was not the old man's thin arm, but rather strong and powerful, even with a bit of angular and strong taste, and the end was a hidden master.

"Something darker than dusk, something redder than blood, appear in the flow of time"

Little by little, he pulled the bowstring, and the shimmer of black and red intertwined on the bowstring, which was then shaped into a slender arrow.

"In the name of the great #¥*&, I swear in the darkness to put all the foolish things that stand in our way, and gather the strength of you and me, and give them equal destruction."

Dumbledore let go of the bowstring, and a thin black-red beam flew out, but nothing happened.

"Ancient magic in Europe has been borrowing the power of the 'outer gods' for a long time, which is the 'demon god' with powerful power made up by wizards, which is somewhat similar to silent, but it is a special existence shaped by many wizards, which can help wizards cast spells more effectively, but there are some side effects, I just used the divine prayer spell in ancient magic, but because those outer gods no longer exist, so the power of the spell is very small, if it was a thousand years ago, this magic can kill a young fire dragon with one blow."

After lowering the longbow, Dumbledore explained carefully.

"It sounds very powerful, right, although this is true, but in addition to the power, it is all shortcomings, the original wizards always fell into disadvantage when fighting against the abyss, and it is also related to the rough use of magic in ancient times."

"That's what we need to learn the most right now."

Dumbledore raised his hand and shook his desert eagle in front of Harry, "Ancient is not necessarily powerful, the world is constantly updating and growing, and what can withstand the test and be left behind is the real treasure." ”

"Alright, it's time to relax and make small talk." A small note appeared in front of Dumbledore with a golden-red phoenix flame, and he reached out and grabbed it, "Newt's reply is here. He glanced at the note, then nodded, "Albania is indeed the last stop for Nagini to be known." ”

"They're the same person."

Dumbledore walked over to Nagini's side in some silence and sighed slightly.

"What are you going to do now, Harry?" He looked up at Harry, who had reined in his joking appearance and became serious.

"Of course—" Harry smiled kindly, and his white teeth seemed to shine, "to send him on his way." ”

(End of chapter)