Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 298 Before ([-])

"Sour popping candy!"

Harry read the command, and the stone monster in front of the headmaster's office jumped aside, and the wall behind it cracked open, revealing a spiral staircase going up.Harry stepped up, up the stairs, until there was a door with a brass knocker in front of him.

He knocked, and Dumbledore's voice came from behind the door.

"Please come in."

"Good evening, sir." Harry opened the door and came in, greeting Dumbledore who was sitting behind the desk.

"Good evening, Harry." Dumbledore replied with a smile, "You have had a good week this week, you seem to be very busy, and you have gained a confinement for yourself... However, it was later than when you were in the second grade A lot."

He looked at Harry's troubled face, waved his hands, and said, "Don't worry, I've already made an agreement with Snape, your confinement will be moved to next Saturday."

"Okay." Harry replied casually.As a major confinement household in Gryffindor, being imprisoned by Snape had happened countless times in the past, and he didn't take it seriously at all. All he could think about was what Dumbledore was going to teach him.

Perhaps...a powerful spell?

"I think you must be wondering, how am I going to teach you?" Dumbledore asked, pushing his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Yes, sir."

"Actually, it's not so much a class, but some teaching. What I want to teach and tell you is not only magic, but also many things from the past."

"I feel like, after going through so much, you can already know some truths."

"The truth? Sir, I don't understand." Harry looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, his mind was a little confused.

Dumbledore paused, as if he was trying to organize his words, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "At the end of last semester, after you returned from the Ministry of Magic, I promised you to tell you everything."

"Yes, but there seems to be a lot I don't know," said Harry.

"This is a very normal thing. No one can know all the truth. It is unrealistic. Moreover, I did tell you everything I know at the time." Dumbledore said calmly, "Now, I I want to walk with you through the fog that shrouds the truth."

"It's a very difficult thing, especially since I have proved to you that I can make mistakes like ordinary people, I can't guarantee that I won't make mistakes in the next journey... So, I need you, Harry."

"What can I do, sir?"

"A lot, a lot." Dumbledore stood up as he said, and greeted Harry. He came to a thing he was very familiar with - the Pensieve, and took out a small bottle from his pocket, and there was something flickering in it. With silvery white light.

It was a memory, Harry knew very well.

"You have a very keen intuition. I need your intuition to give an answer from another angle. This is very helpful for us to find the truth."

He paused, and then said: "Remember what I told you at the end of last semester, the prophecy, and the secret of why Voldemort is immortal?"

"Remember, sir," said Harry, "Horcruxes, a very evil form of dark magic."

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, "That's what Voldemort can rely on to make a comeback, and it's the only way we can completely eliminate him."

"So, are we looking for clues to the Horcrux next?"

"You can also say that." Dumbledore nodded, then poured the memory in the bottle into the Pensieve, and stretched out his hand for Harry to hold.

"We can take a look with our own eyes, this is a memory I managed to get..."

As they spoke, they plunged headlong into that memory.

After an apparition-like dizziness, Harry found them standing on a country road.

There are tall hedgerows on both sides of the road, and the scorching sun is overhead.Not far in front of them, stood a short and fat man, carefully identifying the road signs on the side of the road.

"Who's that?" Harry asked quietly.

"Bob Ogden, he used to work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and here are his memories." Dumbledore also lowered his voice, "Follow up, and read on..."

They followed Ogden and continued along the path. After a steep downhill road, a very grand house in the valley appeared in front of them.

Harry thought it was the house they were going for, but after running down the hill, Ogden in front turned directly to a side road and got into a dark grove.

After walking for a while in the woods, Ogden finally stopped and drew out his wand.Harry and Dumbledore also stopped, following cautiously.After walking for a while, I saw a dilapidated house with a strange shape, which was hidden behind the thick woods.

Ogden was very cautious, and slowly came to the door of the house.Pausing again, looking straight at the dead snake nailed to the front door.

Just when Harry was wondering who nailed the dead snake to the door, a person suddenly jumped from a nearby tree and landed right in front of Ogden.Ogden stepped back quickly, but accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes, staggered, and almost fell.

"You are not welcome here." The person who jumped down said coldly.

"I'm from the Ministry of Magic, it's..." Ogden stumbled back.

"I said, you are not welcome here!"

"Sorry... I don't understand what you're talking about..."

Hearing this, Harry finally realized that the person who jumped down spoke Parseltongue.Just as he was about to confirm with Dumbledore, he saw the jumping man attacking Ogden, and a foul-smelling, yellowish liquid sprayed directly on Ogden's face, causing him to fall to the ground in fright.

"Morfin!"

An older man pushed the door and hurried out, looked down at Ogden who was lying on the ground, and asked, "He's from the ministry?"

"Exactly." Ogden got up from the ground in embarrassment, and asked angrily, "I think you are Mr. Gunter?"

"That's right." Gaunt said, and said to Morfin next to him, "Go into the house and don't talk!"

Morfin still had a few words to defend, but after being glared at fiercely by Gunter, he obediently returned to the house, and closed the door forcefully.

"I came to see your son, Mr. Gunter." Ogden straightened his messy clothes and said, "That was Morfin just now."

"Yes, that's Morfin." Gaunt was a little careless, but became aggressive again in an instant.

"Are you pureblood?"

"It has nothing to do with what happened today!" Ogden replied coldly, as if he was greatly offended.But this tone obviously made Gunter confirm his identity.

"No wonder, I just said that your eyes and nose look familiar."

Gaunt's tone was very offensive, and that domineering expression made Harry want to punch him hard.

This is simply a guy who is more annoying than Malfoy!

(End of this chapter)