Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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Inside the stone basin is a transparent, emerald green potion.

At the bottom, there is a small locket lying quietly—a crooked "S" is made of fine jewels on it.

"This is fake."

Even if he didn't know the original path of fate, Klein was sure that the Horcrux in the stone basin was a fake.

He was so familiar with Voldemort's soul fragments that no clue could escape his eyes.

"fake?"

Hearing Klein's words, Dumbledore was first taken aback, and then a little disappointed.

For this Horcrux, he and Moody’s hard work will not be discussed, just because Klein is fierce and black hole, it wastes a lot of effort.

Tell him now, the Horcrux is fake?

The old man frowned, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

"Unfortunately, it is indeed fake."

Speaking of regret, Klein had an indifferent expression on his face.

The diary of Voldemort's seven Horcruxes has been ruined, the crown is in Dumbledore's hands, the serpent is in his hands, not the hidden Horcrux of Harry Potter, he has lost three lives, and the threat is greatly reduced.

Besides, Voldemort himself is still eating prison in Azkaban. What's the worry?

"Then... take it out and have a look."

The old man seemed a little unwilling. Looking at the locket at the bottom of the stone basin, he took a deep breath and stretched out his hand towards the emerald green potion, but unexpectedly found a resistance.

After thinking for a few seconds, Dumbledore tried to cast a spell with an elderberry wand, but the magic power was like a clay cow into the sea, unable to turn up the slightest waves.

"This......"

He looked at Klein.

Feeling the sight of his side, Klein also looked at him and made an exaggerated expression.

"Wow, it's amazing~"

"......"

Dumbledore suddenly didn't want to speak.

"Well, I was thinking, this magic prohibition should only be broken by conventional methods."

Having joked, Klein looked straight and said his thoughts.

"Either it is destroyed directly, or it can only be consumed little by little."

"Consumption little by little?"

Hearing this, Dumbledore fell into deep thought, and he paused for a while before he spoke thoughtfully.

"Voldemort is an extremely conceited person. He believes that his arrangement will never be discovered by others.

Therefore, this potion is definitely not an instant poison, he needs...

He needs to clarify his own mistakes, so that those who break through his prohibition will lose the ability to move, and it may be very painful."

"Well, a wonderful reasoning."

Klein couldn't help clapping.

In most cases, the old man is the wise and great wizard, not the old bee frantically chasing sweets.

"Ok."

Dumbledore sighed lightly, and turned the elder wand around in midair, seemingly random, to make a small crystal glass.

"Klein, no matter what happens to me for a while, you will be responsible for supervising me to finish drinking this pot of potion. I believe you, you have that power."

This potion may be disgusting, extremely painful, and life-threatening, but for his own purposes, Dumbledore decided to sacrifice himself.

This is the only way!

"Um, principal, did you not listen to me? The Horcrux in this is a fake."

Klein blinked, somewhat unable to keep up with Dumbledore's brain circuits.

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"We always have to try it."

Seeing is believing, hearing is not.

Dumbledore smiled, not shaken by Klein's words.

Although he couldn't help Klein's growth too much, he also had things he needed to do.

That is to stop Voldemort's return at all costs.

"Principal, you are serious."

Klein sometimes thinks Dumbledore is wise, but sometimes he thinks he is really "wise."

Even if you must do it, you don't have to do it yourself.

"Well, don't talk about it anymore, my heart is determined."

This kind of magic prohibition is very special. If you don't want to destroy it, you must follow the rules.

In other words, it was either he or Klein who drank the potion, and of course Dumbledore chose himself.

The old man flicked his robe sleeves, and his face showed a rather determined expression.With that said, he would use the crystal cup in his hand to scoop the emerald potion in the stone basin.

"stop!"

Can't persuade Dumbledore either, Klein simply cast a spell to stop the old man's actions.He scratched his eyebrows helplessly, and suddenly felt that "Coke lowers IQ" may not be an empty talk.

"There are many ways to solve it, why do you have to choose the one that touches you the most..."

Klein muttered to himself, drew a pentagram with his wand in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Just find someone else to do it for you."

The formation was formed, and an ominous and obscure aura appeared out of thin air.

The long bells rang, and Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, suddenly remembering what it felt like.

demon.

This is the breath of the devil!

"Come out quickly, don't pretend to be a fool."

Little Bymen dare to show off?

Klein frowned, the obscure feeling immediately disappeared, and a beautiful "woman" with a height of four or five meters passed through the Pentagram array to the small island in the lake.

"......"

Dumbledore was a little dumbfounded.

At the end of the last ceremony, this demon named Bymen had been cursing and roaring all the time, wishing to take Klein out of his bones and dig his marrow, why is he so honest now?

"Drink it, no drop is left."

When Bymon appeared, Klein didn't explain about the second demon ritual, but pointed to the pot of emerald green potion and ordered the devil to drink it clean.

"Humph!"

He was very upset, but Bymon didn't dare to defy Klein's order.

Under the constraint of the contract, he bent down-because his body was too large, he bent down and the stone basin was almost like a small wine glass.

No matter what it was, Bymeng opened his mouth wide and took a breath.The pot of emerald green potion was sucked up in the blink of an eye, revealing the locket lying on the bottom of the pot.

"belch."

Bymon hiccups, his expression does not change at all.

If he had to comment on the potion in this pot, then...it should be a bit sweet~

"Very well, go back."

The devil is easy to use, something that is deadly to humans, and it is a drink in the mouth of the devil.Klein waved his hand, breaking the link with hell.

Bymon snorted coldly, his figure gradually transparent, and soon disappeared.

"Look, at such a time, a facilitator can do a lot for you. Don't pull up your sleeves and do it yourself."

Picking up the locket in the stone basin, Crain turned his head to look at Dumbledore who was still unable to move.

"A lot of age, less tossing, can live longer."