Soul. Where are the Horcruxes?

Dumbledore, who had always been able to remain calm, finally changed his color a little, and his blue eyes stared at Zhang Xiao.

The momentum that came to his face even made Zhang Xiao feel a little difficult to breathe, but fortunately, Dumbledore quickly realized it.

adjusted his emotions and said softly:

"Zhang, you mean the location of the Horcrux?"

Zhang Xiao nodded, took a deep breath, if it was said that it was a small fight before, but this time it was different, as long as you say it yourself, everything will change.

Because what he said even filled in Dumbledore's own life, as well as Professor Snape's.

It was also Dumbledore's death that made Voldemort completely insane, and it can be said that the wizarding world paid a terrible price for the elimination of Voldemort.

But now, as long as you say it yourself, everything will be different, and besides, Daomen can really use the spirit to calculate the location of other spirits!

"Of course, it will take time, but it can be!"

If Dumbledore had only known about the number of Horcruxes that had only cleared a little bit, now he only felt the sun shining, and even now that Tom was standing in front of him, Dumbledore felt that he could say hello with a smile.

"That's really. That's great."

Dumbledore was in a good mood, and even took out a bottle of wine with a smile, poured himself a glass, and drank it deliciously.

"No wonder your grandfather asked me to leave the diary to you, saying that it was destined to be in Ling's hands, and it had 'yuan' with you"

Dumbledore savored the word 'yuan' and felt as if it contained many, many things, and could convey a lot of meaning.

Even he had the idea of learning another Chinese language, as a language genius, Chinese should not be difficult, right?

Zhang Xiao put away the diary and glanced at the transparent liquid in Dumbledore's goblet greedily, mint Lijiao, one of his favorite foreign drinks in his previous life.

The entrance is very comfortable. Damn, don't give yourself a drink!

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore."

Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered something, and took out a small silver square from the Qiankun bag.

"You gave me this gift. How is it used? ”

"Oh?" Dumbledore put down his goblet and said with a hint of a smile, "I thought you liked the feeling of being slowly fumbling on your own.

I deliberately removed the instructions Nicol gave me. ”

Who likes it? Who likes it? Is there a manual that you don't give me?

"No, Professor, if we know each other a little longer, you should find that I'm more lazy than you think."

The roll is just for a better lie flat in the future, if you can lie down comfortably directly, who wants to roll it!

"This is a bit of a surprise to me, because it seems to me that your desire to explore and diligence are more than I imagined."

Dumbledore picked up the cube and held it in his palm, and as the silver cube underwent its intricate transformation, a pocket watch appeared in the palm of his hand.

He opened the back cover, revealing the intricate mechanics inside:

"I wonder if you found this?"

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Yes, this block seems to directly fill itself with a complex mechanical mechanism, but I tried a few other things, and it didn't fill the structure as I imagined." ”

"You're only half right," Dumbledore nodded approvingly, "This is one of the highest achievements of my friend Nicolame's life, and he even thinks that this gadget is more representative of his level than the Philosopher's Stone." ”

Dumbledore stared at the silver square, "It doesn't have a name, and its function is simple, it's a record—a record of something you've completely transformed. ”

Recording? Zhang Xiao's ears stood up.

"Zhang, even it takes me a lot of effort to deform such a complex structure, but as long as the transformation is completed"

With his slender fingers, he tapped a small bump on the pocket watch, on which was an intricate alchemical symbol:

"Then tap it with your wand and say the spell 'Record', and the block will remember the shapeshift.

For example, what you find is a few gadgets that I recorded, and then when we need to, we just need to deform the shape of the record.

This square will automatically be filled in according to the recorded thing. ”

So powerful? Zhang Xiao looked at his wand, and then at the small silver square, and always felt that this small square was truly worthy of the word Qianji.

"And deforming complex things is also a great exercise for you."

Zhang Xiao hurriedly asked, "Professor Dumbledore, is there a limit to what can be recorded?" ”

"Yes, 256 kinds, and when the records are full, you can only release the things that were recorded before."

256？ That's enough, Zhang Xiaomei nodded and took back the cube.

"Professor, I'll go back first, and I'll look for you when the location of the first Horcrux comes out."

Dumbledore nodded, smiled and watched Zhang Xiao leave, and when Zhang Xiao opened the door, he suddenly said:

"Zhang," Dumbledore's voice took on a hint of heaviness.

He said slowly, "In the end, I have a very important piece of advice for you - if you can, don't use your wand to end anyone's life directly!" ”

Zhang Xiao paused and turned around: "I will remember this advice, Professor Dumbledore!" ”

"Well, I wish you a speedy recovery, your friends are waiting for you to return to Hogwarts."

"Thank you"

Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu had just arrived in England, and before they had time to rest, they rushed back non-stop.

St. Mungo was furious about Frank and Alice's discharge, and several therapists stopped at the door, agitated:

"No, you can't take Alice and Frank! It's murder!

They are weak and vulnerable, and they must be cared for! ”

It made everyone very helpless, and in the end, it was Dumbledore who reluctantly let these healers go, because wands are production tools, and these healers really want to treat patients before they choose to be healers.

It's not about money and income, so the only good thing about the wizarding world is that everyone has a wand in their hands, at least they live a worry-free life, and they do the work out of interest rather than life.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Xiao also saw Gilderoy Lockhart in the long-term ward.

Ever since the Daily Prophet reported Lockhart's plagiarism with a front-page headline, his reputation has been insignificant.

It has even become synonymous with scammers.

The celebrities who chased him before were eager to stay away from him.

At this moment, the former acting headmaster of Hogwarts, who was manipulated by the diary, was being restrained in bed.

Lockhart struggled desperately, shouting in a voice of despair and pain:

"I'm not crazy, I'm really not crazy! The Dark Lord, the Dark Lord is coming back! The wizarding world is in danger! I'm really not lying! ”

By the end of the shout, his voice had begun to be hoarse, with a low whimper, and tears were dripping down his cheeks;

"I'm not lying, you believe me. The Dark Lord is coming back."

The healer could only use his wand to isolate his voice, and showed an apologetic expression to Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao:

"He was sent by the Ministry of Magic, under permanent care, and Lockhart seems to have been stimulated by something, and has been repeating what he just said, probably crazy."

The healer shook his head, "Crazy, Dark Lord? Isn't it a long time ago? Hey, the madness potion didn't work, try something else. ”

Watching the therapist's back gradually fade away, Zhang Xiao actually had a chilling feeling, he looked at Lockhart, who was crying bitterly, and then looked at Dumbledore, whose face was calm, and asked in a low voice:

"It's all the Ministry of Magic? He's telling the truth, right? ”

Dumbledore nodded slightly, "Yes, but Zhang. Sympathy for the bad guys is bound to lead to suffering for the victims.

If he didn't choose to stay at St. Mungo, then Azkaban would be waiting for him for the rest of his life, so he wisely chose to come to St. Mungo. ”

Zhang Xiao shook his head, how could he sympathize with Lockhart?

"Professor, I'm not sympathetic to Lockhart, I'm wondering why the Ministry of Magic is covering up the news, last year's Philosopher's Stone, this year's Chamber of Secrets, they all seem to have chosen not to see."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, his blue eyes seemed to become deep and distant, and he said slowly:

"Maybe. Some people do it for stability, while others do it because of fear! ”

Zhang Xiao packed up her things, changed into her school uniform again, and happily said hello to the therapist.

"Zhang, how are you going to get back to Hogwarts? Floo powder? ”

Merium asked curiously with a gentle smile on her face.

"Uh-huh" Zhang Xiao smiled and tied the Qiankun bag around her waist again: "I received a letter from the school two days ago, asking me to go to the small alley at the entrance of St. Mungo, there will be someone waiting for me there." ”

"That's good, I wish you never to come to St. Mungo!" Mei Lianmu waved at Zhang Xiao and threw herself into the intense work again.

Zhang Xiao walked out of the door briskly and found herself standing at the door of a dilapidated department store.

It's sparsely populated, and passers-by seem to be completely oblivious, and less than ten meters to the right of the gate is a corner.

A tabby cat was crouching on a low wall, staring at itself with fierce eyes.

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing, strode over, and the tabby cat jumped down from the low wall and turned into a figure in mid-air.

"Long time no see, Professor McGonagall!"

McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, but there was a hint of excitement and a smile on her face that could not be concealed:

"Welcome to the hospital, MR Zhang, I didn't expect to take you back to become a sought-after job, and even many students volunteered to meet you. But I rejected them all. ”

"Really? That's really my pleasure. ”

The professor wanted to say something, but she held back, she directly stretched out her arm and motioned for Zhang Xiao to hold it.

"Ready? 321, let's go! ”

It was a completely different feeling from a portkey, as if being squeezed in a pipe.

Fortunately, his excellent physical fitness allowed him to quickly get rid of the bad feeling caused by the illusion.

Before Zhang Xiao had time to reminisce about the first phantom transformation in her life, she was attracted by the surrounding scenery.

"This is the foyer of Hogwarts? Teachable." Zhang Xiao looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise:

"Isn't it forbidden to apparition at school?"

Professor McGonagall finally smiled heartily, staring at Zhang Xiao through the square lenses:

"Zhang, the doors of Hogwarts are open for you tonight!"

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