Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Thinking of that possibility, Dumbledore's brows frowned, and his slender index finger kept tapping on the desk, making a dull noise.

Although he didn't want to believe it, he told him sensibly that Harry was probably also one of the Horcruxes!

Dumbledore sighed slowly, his face seemed to have become much older for a while, the magic in his body was unconsciously dissipating everywhere, and the surrounding space seemed a little depressed.

But soon, the melodious singing sounded in the silent office.

Phoenix Fox, standing on his shoulders, had noticed Dumbledore's scorched palm, so he flapped his wings anxiously and quickly flew to the table, leaned his head, and blinked his eyes.

A drop of tears slowly slipped down, dripping onto the scorched skin

The corroding sound of Zizi continued, and strange black air escaped from the palm of the hand, and they shrank back as if they had been suppressed, but the scorched black traces showed no signs of disappearing.

Fox became more and more sad, and more tears fell, but to no avail.

"It's okay, Fox!" Dumbledore calmed the golden red phoenix with his intact hand.

This situation was already in his expectation. The magic that Voldemort had set on this Horcrux was extraordinary and could not be removed by conventional means.

"Go tell Severus and bring him here, Fox!" Dumbledore said suddenly. He can only start with the potion now to see if he can find a solution.

The golden red phoenix nodded and disappeared into the principal's office as quickly as possible.

It didn't take long for a flame to explode in the open space beside it, and the flame rapidly expanded into a human shape.

Then the flames gradually subsided, and Snape in a black robe appeared in the principal's room.

What surprised Dumbledore was that Snape, who was teleported over, kept the potion boiling, and there were still a few scratches on his clothes.

"What is it that you are so anxious to let this red bird come to me?" Snape asked with a sullen face, throwing the remnants of the potion in his hand onto the table, and asked very dissatisfiedly.

He was brewing a very precious potion in the basement, but the phoenix suddenly appeared in front of him. Without asking, he dragged his clothes and forcibly transported him over.

Dumbledore didn't reply, but raised the scorched palm.

"Are you hurt?" Snape's pupils tightened.

"Yes, as you can see!" Dumbledore nodded and nodded.

Snape ignored the previous episode for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Dumbledore's arm, and looked at it carefully.

"How is the injury?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's difficult to do. This is an extremely special black magic that can become stronger by corroding your magic power and is difficult to eradicate. I remember that there is a potion that may be useful, but at best it can only be contained!" Snape After probing for a while, he slowly shook his head.

"Enough!" Dumbledore took his hand back, which was better than he had expected."Trouble you anyway, Severus!"

Snape looked at him worriedly and then turned and left. Fox felt that he was walking too slowly, so he simply gave him a ride.

About half an hour later, when Snape returned again, he had an extra reagent cup in his hand, which was full of rich golden liquid medicine.

"Do I need to drink it?" Dumbledore took the reagent, and after checking with Snape, he drank it.

After the rich golden liquid is taken in, it turns into a warm stream and spreads all over

At the same time, Snape picked up Dumbledore's scorched palm, pressed his wand against it, and chanted the spell, the black air in his palm was gradually fading, and the abnormality on his skin was slowly reduced.

"Thank you, your potion is very useful, Severus! I feel better!" Dumbledore said with appreciation after feeling some physical conditions.

"That's just your illusion." Snape's face was cold, and he didn't mean to comfort the centenarian at all.

"I only temporarily suppressed the effect of this black magic. It will only become stronger day by day, and it will happen again after about a year. We will have no way to limit it!"

Dumbledore listened to Snape's warning, but there was no response. He was staring at the scorched palm and examining it carefully, as if looking at something interesting.

Dumbledore's indifferent attitude made Snape a little discouraged, he hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking.

"How did you get caught?"

He simply couldn't imagine anyone in the magic world today who could hurt Dumbledore, and still have the ability to leave such a powerful black magic in his hands.

Dumbledore pointed directly to several items on the table.

Snape looked down, only to find a diary, a crown and a ring on the desk.

He is very familiar with the diary and the crown. Those are the two Horcruxes destroyed by Ivan Hals last semester. The extra rings are easy to guess.

"This ring is the third Horcrux of the Dark Lord? Did it hurt you?" Snape saw it at a glance. The powerful black magic that had been cast on this ring should have been triggered.

"You should also be able to see that it was cursed by someone, so why touch it?" Snape looked at Dumbledore angrily.

"This Horcrux was hidden by Tom in the old house of Gunter's house. An ancient magic was applied inside it. It can evoke people's obsession. When someone finds this ring, it will be triggered. It's a wonderful arrangement. !" Dumbledore couldn't help sighing, but Tom gave him a big surprise this time.

The heavier the obsession, the easier it is

He couldn’t refuse to see Angelina again, let alone chasing the Three Hallows of Death as an agreement with his best friend

So Tom used the power of the resurrection stone to set up traps, and he caught his weakness by accident.

At the same time, Dumbledore was also very thankful that Tom did not randomly find a place to bury the Horcrux in the soil, or throw it into a creek to drift with the flow, but choose a specific place like the carrier of the Horcrux, otherwise If that happens, he will really be blind.

Snape looked at Dumbledore who was still admiring the Dark Lord leisurely. He was anxious and angry. He glanced over the three Horcruxes and said sarcastically.

"A twelve or thirteen-year-old child can destroy two Horcruxes unharmed, but you die with this ring. It seems that the greatest white wizard in the magical world is nothing more than that."

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