The dawn was approaching, but the halo of light in the sky suddenly fell dull.

There was a faint shrill whistling sound outside the window, from the winds that rose through the towers and the wind-soaked corridors with window openings, and Dumbledore's silver-white beard was lifted by the wind that had broken into the room, and his mouth was slightly open to Amosta.

"It's . Really"

Dumbledore muttered to himself with his blue eyes behind the half-moon lenses staring at the swaying locket.

"If it's a fake, in order to buy it, I almost emptied my net worth!"

Amosta said 'heartbroken'.

"Amosta--"

Dumbledore closed his mouth, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, his attention was attracted by the locket again,

"There is no doubt about it. yes, the coat of arms of House Slytherin, you can't be wrong - I see, very powerful dark magic, there is something hidden in it, but-"

Dumbledore looked at Amosta inquiringly, undisguised his shock and bewilderment,

"Where the hell did you find this--"

Dumbledore paused,

"Could it be Lucius Malfoy again? You just told me you did him a favor."

Seeing the stunned look of Dumbledore, who had always been calm, Amosta was already satisfied.

When Lucius came to him to help him find the Golden Viper, he was very generous in giving him a gem worth 10,000 gold Galleons, and Fudge had told him a few hours earlier that the Ministry of Magic would not forget his merit and dedication, and it was conceivable that he would receive a handsome reward.

After a few years of hard work, Amosta was finally able to straighten his back and say that he was a 'successful person', a 'measant' 8,000 gold galleons, and now he can ignore it!

Bang!

The dense clouds above the heavens seemed to collapse, and the lightning swept in with a thunderous roar, and the arrogant thunder seemed to split the canopy, and the rain like a waterfall and fog swept the earth like a waterfall and a mist, filling the whole world with the rumbling sound of the trees, and from time to time there was the crunch of broken trees.

The sudden rainstorm disturbed the peace of the world, but it made the empty castle even quieter, the sleeping young wizards and the teachers who worked hard in the middle of the night were still asleep, and all of Hogwarts, only Amosta's office was flickering with fire.

"--I destroyed that cave in Voldemort's and, together with Remus, brought Regulus back, Sirius thought his brother deserved a decent funeral, but it was clear that he was not in a position to do all of this at the time, so he temporarily placed Regulus in the old mansion.

That fake locket, which contained a note left by Regulus--

To the Dark Lord

I know I'm dead when I read this, but I want you to know that I've discovered your secret, and I've taken the real Horcrux and destroyed it as soon as possible.

I'm willing to risk my life because you're going to meet a mortal who hits your opponent with a flesh and blood body. ”

Amosta died silently, leaving the office with only the crackling of rain and rumbling thunder.

Dumbledore didn't speak, and judging by his expression, he was no less shocked than when he first saw the locket, and he seemed to be greatly touched.

Dumbledore's eyes widened, and his blue pupils were hazy, and he blew his nose fiercely and exclaimed,

"What a noble man, true warrior, respectable--"

Immediately, Dumbledore became agitated again, and he staggered to his feet, walking around Amosta's office, looking like an inspired warrior,

"Look, Amosta—"

Dumbledore exclaimed,

"The story of the locket, the story of Regulus, they prove once again what an ignorant wretch Voldemort was!

He thought that his power would bring everyone to their knees, that fear and the threat of death would bring everyone to their knees, but in fact, those souls with love and courage would eventually shine, and there would always be wise men who could see through it, and wizards like him were humble and powerless! ”

Amosta was unmoved, and even glanced disgustedly at a cloud of crystal on the couch, which had just been left by Dumbledore's blowing of his nose

"We've taken another big step!"

Dumbledore said excitedly,

"The notebook, the Ravenclaw tiara, the Slytherin locket and the Hufflepuff cup, we've destroyed two, mastered one, and the remaining one I at least know it's a Horcrux, so how many more we don't know, how many souls has Tom split, oh, I don't think we don't know much, right, Amosta, theoretically souls can be split countless times, but even I can't guarantee that I will have a complete personality after splitting souls ten times!"

Amosta's brows moved slightly, in terms of soul, his knowledge reserve was far from comparable to Dumbledore, after all, Dumbledore should have crossed some kind of boundary, he could look directly at souls.

Since returning to Hogwarts last year and meeting Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of our time has been able to bring him less of a sense of threat, especially after the second transformation of magic on the island of Avalon, the difference between the two in terms of magic strength is no longer obvious, but this sense of threat has never been completely eliminated.

The strength of the soul.

This was the message that was inadvertently exposed in Dumbledore's words.

Suddenly, Amosta remembered the 'Jellyfish World' engraved in the mural seen in the temple in the center of the island of Avalon.

Theoretically, Merlin a dozen centuries ago, the Hogwarts Founding Four a thousand years ago, and Dumbledore today should be on the same level, but over time, their abilities are very different.

"Show me this locket, Amosta--"

Dumbledore finally calmed down a little, he strode over, took the locket from Amosta's hand, and looked at it more closely,

"Have you tried to destroy it, Amosta?"

"Voldemort's soul fragment is hidden inside the locket, and I don't want to destroy the locket by destroying it."

Amosta said calmly.

"Oh, yes, understandable—"

Dumbledore shook his beard and laughed,

"It belongs to Salazar Slytherin, and it means a lot to wizards from Slytherin House."

Dumbledore misunderstood, and Amosta shook his head and explained,

"I don't care about its historical value, but—see that runi symbol on it, Headmaster, I seem to have seen the same on the crown, I've looked up some information, but I still can't figure out the meaning of the characters, I was going to ask Professor Babling, she's an expert in the subject—"

"Ahh

Dumbledore's excessive interest in Horcruxes deprived Dumbledore of some of his powers of observation and scholarly curiosity, and the crown had been in his hands for some time, but he had not paid attention to the symbols.

"Speaking of which, I do seem to have overlooked something important—"

Dumbledore's brow furrowed, and he narrowed his eyes in contemplation, as if reminiscing.

"There are two types of ancient runes, one is the writing used by ancient wizards to record, and today, the wizarding world still retains most of these runes, and the other is the other."

"More mysterious."

Amosta continued,

"The image is only the most superficial feature of these words, and the real ones are composed of the patterns formed by the magic of each dimension, so these words cannot be learned through books, but can only be mastered by hand, and now, these words are almost lost. However, I didn't want to master the magic represented by Runeven, Headmaster Dumbledore, I just wanted to find out what they meant. Perhaps, there will be a note in a certain book. ”

(End of chapter)