Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

As Harry watched himself, Evan briefly described his experience in the Sun's ruins this time.

Dumbledore intervened from time to time to ask what was of interest to him, mainly in relation to the ancient Egyptian gods.

Harry, like Hermione, was interested in Ramesses II and was amazed at Ivan's ability to meet Pharaoh himself.

“Egypt, those fascinating ancient relics and stunning and powerful powers, as well as the passing history, are informative and informative.” Dumbledore sighed, "Voldemort thinks he's different, but he does a lot of things, just trying to repeat what those witches have done in the past...”

What does Ivan mean when he looks at Dumbledore thoughtfully?

What do you mean, Voldemort is repeating what those witches did in the past?

Is he accusing the Devil of trying to turn himself into an evil god?

Did Dumbledore have any information?

Dumbledore does not seem to want to explain or expand on Ivan's question.

He led them through the cold, clear streets, around a corner, through a telephone booth and a bus waiting booth.

“Professor, where exactly are we?” Hermione finally couldn't bear to ask, "the neighborhood looked terrible. ”

“Oh, this is the charming village of Badley Barberton, Hermione.” Dumbledore said, "Unfortunately, we can't visit during the day. Believe me, it looks scary here now, mainly because of the late night...”

“What are we doing here? ”

“Ah, yes, because Ivan's story is so fascinating, I haven't told you yet.” Dumbledore said, "Alas, I can't remember how many times I've said this in recent years, but there's no way, and now we're short another teacher. We are here to persuade one of my retired colleagues to come back to work and return to Hogwarts. ”

“Why Sirius...” Harry said immediately.

“Sirius has other assignments, you should know about them.” Dumbledore said.

“He did.” Harry nodded and continued, “How can we help, sir?

“Oh, I think you'll be useful.” Dumbledore said vaguely, "Now turn left, boys. ”

They took a steep, narrow street with rows of houses on both sides.

The night seemed to get colder, and the thick fog filled the place with cold air.

This made it intolerable to sound the Dementors, who, after defecting Azkaban, seemed to hide behind the house.

“Professor, why can't we just show up at your old colleague's house?” Harry asked again.

“Because it's as rude as kicking someone's door open.” Courtesy requires us to offer other wizards the opportunity to reject us, "Dumbledore said," but most wizard homes have magical resistance to unpopular phantom shapers. For example, neither Hogwarts' castle nor hunting grounds can be illusioned... ”

“It is not yet possible to be invisible, deformed, or use any kind of Muggle electronics.” Hermione added.

“You must be the first student to read Hogwarts A History, Hermione, but there are plenty of defenses and magic that you wouldn't normally use. So, if you want to use Muggles electrical equipment at school, I don't think there's going to be much of a problem, if, of course, you're going to solve the energy of those devices.” Dumbledore said, "Now we turn left. ”

Behind them, the church rang the midnight bell.

Because of the cold, Harry stuck his hand in his pocket, and he touched the brochure, which he rushed in before leaving.

“By the way, have you received such a Ministry of Magic brochure?” He asked, taking out the booklet.

“One for each person.” Hermione said.

“I didn't get it. I guess I missed it. What did it say?” Ivan picked up the booklet.

“It is about security measures to deal with the dead eaters. ”

“Published by the Ministry of Magic, that's probably useless!” Ivan said, returning the booklet directly to Harry.

“What might it do...”

“I don't think it's going to work, they probably wrote it down in the book.” Dumbledore said, "For example, Harry, you didn't ask me what kind of jam I liked best to test if I was really Professor Dumbledore, not a fake. ”

“Yeah, I didn't...” Harry didn't finish, and he wasn't sure he was being criticized.

“For future use, I'd like to tell you that my favorite is raspberry jam. Of course, if I were a Death Eater, I would definitely figure out what jam I like and pretend to be mine. ”

“Well, it is.” Harry said there was some annoyance and he felt stupid.

“All you need is more experience, Harry, in confronting the Dead Eaters and the Real Dark Wizards, which takes time to accumulate, not to learn from the booklet.” Dumbledore said it seemed to see through what Harry was thinking.

“The Ministry of Magic is wasting its time looking at the current dire situation, which does not seem to be any better than Foggy's.” Hermione said.

“Well, it's not very objective, Hermione, Rufus is more decisive and bold than Cornelly.” Dumbledore said, "He is a thriving man, and most of his energy after joining the work is devoted to dealing with black wizards, so the power of Voldemort will not be underestimated, but I must admit that the current problems of the Ministry of Magic cannot be solved by a different minister, and some of his own ideas are open to discussion. ”

“But a lot of people died, even Mrs. Bowens...”

“Yeah.” Dumbledore said softly, "A terrible loss, she's an amazing wizard, and I think she's right up there. ”

He lifted his finger and slipped off his sleeve, revealing his hand with the Gunter ring.

Evan glanced at Dumbledore's magic symbol on the back of his hand and noticed his gaze. Dumbledore put his hand down for a long time.

“Professor, how did you get your hands? These lines above..."

“It's just an accident, Evan, when we use some dangerous ancient magic, we're always prone to many unexpected accidents.” Dumbledore said, "Luckily, it's not a problem...”

What does a dangerous old magic mean?

Ivan looked at Dumbledore. Did he do something this summer?

But the principal didn't say anything, he just smiled gently at Evan.

A few minutes later, they parked in front of a tidy little stone house in the garden.

“Oh, my God! Oh, my God, my God, my God! ”

With Dumbledore's amazement, everyone's heart sinks.

They saw the hinge of the front door open and the door hung obliquely.

Ivan leaned aside and if Professor Slughorn was in the house, the situation was really confusing.

One has to be vigilant when one thinks that there has been an attack here.

Dumbledore looked carefully at both sides of the street, as if no one was there.

“Evan, Harry, Hermione, pull out your wands and follow me.” He whispered.