The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 234 I'll Take You To Death, Professor

Dumbledore was drinking tea next to him. He glanced at the somewhat chaotic scene with no expression on his face, nor did he intend to stop these young people.

For him, he has seen such a scene more than once, because he has seen too many, and sometimes, he will not even have any mood swings.

Even if there is, most of the time it is a bystander's mentality.

This is not a kind of superiority, this is a third-person viewing feeling, although such a situation can easily lead to a superior mentality-after Dumbledore discovered this many years ago, he tried hard to call himself equal.

Regardless of whether it was Muggles, young wizards, or even the group of old pure-blood wizards, or Duvi Jones, Voldemort, he always told himself to communicate with them on an equal footing without any pretensions.

When a person is tall enough, he can adjust his position at any time.

People can be backward compatible, but it is difficult to be upward compatible.

Dumbledore casually.

He is on top of the mountain.

Dumbledore looked at these with interest, without saying anything. The scene in front of him was very suitable for him to sketch the character image of Duvi Jones.

It should be a sketch, that's what I said.

He took a sip of coffee and thought comfortably.

At this time, Du Wei covered his forehead.

He heard someone whispering in his ear, and at the same time, that irresistible anger came to his mind!
"Poor little Tom was absolutely mad."

Du Wei said softly, as if he had separated himself: "His mood swings are too much, which affects me, but there is something wrong with this whispering voice."

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and picked up his wand.

"Little Tom, do you still want to try Cruciatus?"

Du Wei hissed to himself and asked, the veins on his neck came out!
Sirius stood by his side, not casting the spell.

"Your situation is getting worse, maybe you also need to learn Occlumency."

When Sirius Black said this, he looked at Dumbledore. His meaning was obvious. He hoped that Dumbledore would teach Du Wei about Occlumency.

"Do you need to learn Occlumency?"

Dumbledore asked with a smile, he looked at Duwei Jones, like a kind old man, trustworthy.

Duvi Jones waved his hand.

"No, no, of course not, why would you do that?
Voldemort's wrath and pain are my sweetest nectar.

It's just a little reprieve from my monotonous life. "

Duvi Jones said that he felt that Voldemort wanted to break into his mind and pulled out his wand, but what he didn't expect was that Voldemort suddenly retreated when he entered his brain.

He ran away.

"coward!"

Duvi Jones sneered.

Dumbledore was drinking tea, but Du Wei said impolitely: "Okay, old man, I didn't ask you to come here to drink tea."

He looked at Dumbledore and said, "You should be on your way."

Dumbledore put down his tea.

"On the way?"

He confirmed: "This is not a very polite way of saying, are you sure you want me to go on the road? Death?"

"Yes, to be precise, I was wondering if I could use this to kill you."

Du Wei said bluntly, Sirius Black's eyes widened in surprise.

Dumbledore said with great interest: "What are you going to do? Use a spell?"

"Take you to death, there is more than one way to kill you, and it is the most stupid way to do it to you, isn't it, principal.

I am not your match. "

Du Wei said, he stretched out his hand, put it on Dumbledore's arm and said, "Would you mind taking one more person to find Tom's last few Horcruxes?

To Gaunt's old house, please. "

"Gaunt's old house?"

Little Hangleton Village, Gaunt's old house, is just opposite old Tom's house. The Gaunt family estimates that Tom is the only one left to die now.

Dumbledore stood up too.

He knew it was business.

"Then you said you killed me with this incident. What is the reason? Is it Tom's Horcrux?"

"Didn't you always want to get that thing? I'll take you to find it."

Du Wei said casually that he was observing the purple card dropped by Mr. Voldemort.

Among the purple cards dropped by Mr. Voldemort, except for the purple [Avada Kedavra], which can be added directly, there are only two other cards that can be seen.

The first one is [Shadow and Trace], which is a magic created by Voldemort himself, which can make people get rid of the shackles of the wand and fly freely.

Like an old bat.

In the Deathly Hallows, under the attack of Professor McGonagall, the magic that Snape cast was [Trace and Trace].

Break open the glass and leave, go to Voldemort's side to die.

The other thing is [creation of Horcruxes]. It's just that this special magic has an extra block under it, which is called "sacrifice".

If you want to make a Horcrux, you need to "sacrifice" when making a Horcrux.

It's just that this sacrifice is not his own sacrifice, just like the scene of old Tom's death, which is actually part of the sacrifice. Only another life can make him escape a death successfully.

This is one of the true meanings of Horcruxes.

exchange.

Death cannot be avoided, he can only be satisfied by the most evil magic instead.

Du Wei didn't intend to create a Horcrux at first, but now, he felt that he could give it a try.

Dumbledore's hand paused when he heard what Duvi Jones said.

"Are you hinting at me, Jones?"

"No, I'm saving you, and that's not right. It's Lupine saving you. I wish you could die."

Du Wei continued to speak frankly.

'Sane thinking. '

He needs a clear mind all the time to make sure that he can deal with anything that arises here anytime, anywhere.

See Tricks and Tricks.

So he needs a horcrux, a horcrux that envelops all his negativity.

But under [Creation of Horcruxes], there is an extra line of reminders.

It's a line of bloody words.

[The god of death is watching you, child, even a strong man like the three brothers cannot escape the minions of the god of death, hide, let it go, just like a mouse, like Hai Erbo, hide in the shadows , never dare to show up]

That's not like intimidation.

More like a death declaration!

Dumbledore looked at Duwei Jones fixedly, he could feel that Duwei Jones was not lying.

But Dumbledore wasn't afraid of the challenge.

He hehe laughed.

"Gaunt's old house?"

Grasping Du Wei's hand with his backhand, the two twisted and disappeared in place. When they reappeared, they appeared in a Muggle mansion.

"Little Hangleton isn't too far away, but I think there are other ways we can get there quickly."

said Dumbledore, motioning for Duvi Jones to sit inside, took out the Floo powder and said, "I think we can use the Floo powder."

He said that he also has friends in Little Hangleton, "When people get old, there are always some traces left by time, like me, in the time, I have found many friends, all kinds. "

Dumbledore was very calm, "Am I in Little Hangleton? I have several friends. We can go to his house through the Floo network. Remember, it is Little Hangleton, Mr. Sengway's house. "

Mr. Dumbledore had Floo himself, and he grabbed a handful of it and handed it to Duvi Jones.

"Originally, we could pass through the portkey, but the manufacture of the portkey requires the permission of the Ministry of Magic, otherwise it is against the law. You know, there have been too many cases recently because of the illegal use of the portkey, so the Ministry of Magic must not Without strengthening the supervision of portkeys..."

Dumbledore seemed to have turned into a very normal old man again, rambling on.

Duvi Jones grabbed a handful of Floo powder.

"I haven't tried Floo yet."

Du Wei said that Dumbledore had keenly heard the message in this sentence.

Never, never tried Floo.com?
Dumbledore motioned for Duvi Jones to come first.

Duvi Jones opened his mouth to speak, but at this moment, Voldemort's voice appeared next to his ear again, trying to disturb his movements—every year because of the irregular use of Floo powder, people who suffer injuries, more than one.

Even if Duwey Jones had countless armors on his body, he might be injured in the irregular use of the floo net!

Duvi Jones pinched the Floo powder, sensing something was wrong, it didn't seem like Voldemort was playing tricks on his head.

It's more like magic.

It's more of a, "Curse?"

Inexplicably, Du Wei thought of the curse. Only the curse can appear so silently, without any changes in the rules.

His guess is also close to ten.

Voldemort had indeed cast a curse on him, and his curse had indeed worked.

It is like an immortal ghost, constantly entangled Duwei Jones.

"what happened to you?"

Dumbledore noticed that something was wrong with Du Wei, and Du Wei curled his lips and said, "Some tricks, it's okay, my professor, maybe you should worry more about yourself!"

He articulated the name of the place accurately. ,
Little Hangleton, Mr. Sengway's house, the transmission of the Floo network seemed to be a kind of unprotected shaking. Du Wei felt that he was being shaken constantly, and something hit him in front of him.

Moreover, because he caught too much Floo powder, in fact, from the very beginning, Dumbledore felt that something was wrong with Duvi Jones, because he caught a handful of Floo powder.

a handful!
Normally a pinch!
So he felt the choking soot inside, he couldn't even open his eyes, so naturally he didn't know where he was, and because it was his first time to use Floo powder, so he was head-braking, With a tyrannical gesture, he crashed into Dumbledore's old friend's house, and smashed his old friend's coffee table with an iron head!

(End of this chapter)