Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 200 Horcrux Dumbledore (2 in 1)

Zhang Xiao finally understood when she heard Neville say 'always'.

That's not some kind of mental blindness, Neville's learning is so difficult, and the whole person looks a little clumsy, and it's not the reason for the Oblivion Curse.

Dumbledore's level will not make such a mess.

Everything is because Neville is consuming his spirituality to keep Alice and Frank alive.

Use the pain caused by longing as a chain to hold them and prevent them from leaving their bodies.

This is polysomnia, polysomnia is not schizophrenia, but will be muddled, the original body only needs to conceive and nourish itself.

But now there are two more, which will inevitably lead to insufficient supply.

Neville's world has never been the same as others'. The world of normal people is clear and smooth.

But his world is a little bit slower. In the game, he is playing with normal players with high latency and low refresh rate.

So Neville has always been a genius. Under such conditions, he can still learn magic spells and achieve results in herbal medicine. It can only be said that his talent is amazing.

Except for the family, no one else could see what happened. Zhang Chengdao was patiently telling Mrs. Longbottom about the current situation.

"...Are you saying that Frank and Alice became like this because they lost a piece of their souls?"

Mrs. Longbottom looked at Zhang Chengdao with an indescribable gaze, and she was emotionally willing to believe it was true.

But reason told her that this was impossible, but in the cognition of the wizard, the soul was one, and splitting was impossible.

That's why Horcruxes are so shocking.

"The reason why Neville is not very talented, but because the part of Frank and Alice's missing soul is in his body?

This."

Zhang Xiao pulled Zhang Cheng and said:

"Dad, can't you cure it now? Can't you just send the soul back?"

"Pa" Zhang Chengdao patted Zhang Xiao's head, and said in a low voice: "You think I'm a god, father, this soul has been out of the body for more than ten years.

Neville's ego is extremely attached to them, and it is impossible to let go of them, recruit them out, and send them back. It is easy to say, but it is too difficult to do.

Even if we want to solve this problem in Longhu Mountain, we will have to spend some effort. The tie is too deadly, and the souls of the strong couple are too fragile.

A little carelessness can hurt them. "

Zhang Xiao looked at his father in astonishment:
"Does this mean that Neville will be sent back to Longhu Mountain?"

"Well, it must be sent back, and there is no longer any delay, and if it is delayed, it may be inseparable forever.

Even if it is rescued, it needs to warm up the soul for a period of time. The West does not have this condition! "

Zhang Xiao nodded thoughtfully, why not go back to Longhu Mountain? He suddenly remembered Neville's nickname in his previous life - Gryffindor Sword Master!
A brilliant idea came to me.

He asked mysteriously:

"Father, if we go back to Longhu Mountain, can we find someone to teach Neville two-handed swordsmanship?"

"Ah?" Zhang Chengdao was a little puzzled by his son's request, but it wasn't a big deal, and he couldn't make a decision about accepting apprentices.

After all, Taoism still has the Western Forbidden that has been passed down for thousands of years, and Zhang Chengdao didn't know that the Western Forbidden package did not include foreign disciples.

But teaching two-handed swordsmanship is no problem.

In the end, Mrs. Longbottom chose to inform Dumbledore that Neville needed to take a leave of absence from school when he was going to Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

This procedure requires the consent of the principal.

Mrs. Longbottom directly borrowed the Floo powder from the hospital to go to Hogsmeade. Normally, the Floo network at Hogwarts is closed, so she cannot go directly to the school.

Neville didn't understand what happened until Zhang Xiao explained to him that he was pleasantly surprised:

"Can mom and dad recover? Zhang is this true? My consciousness is can they really talk to me?"

Ugh. The kid didn't even care about what he said he was actually a genius.

Zhang Xiao nodded. Of course, he had great confidence in his father and Taoism.

"Great, great." Neville murmured to himself, he happily took Alice's hand, put his arms around Frank, and whispered something to them.

And my father and mother have already started to contact Daomen.

Zhang Xiao found that he was the only one who was free for a while.

Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived soon, and it could be seen that he came in a hurry. He was wearing a very simple white robe, soft-soled sandals on his feet, and his long beard was a bit messy.

He pushed open the door and strode in, his blue eyes scanning the room.

He nodded at everyone, and gave Zhang Xiao a gentle smile.

"I heard from Augusta (Neville's grandmother's name), that you found a way to save Alice and Frank?"

Zhang Chengdao nodded and introduced the general situation.

Dumbledore listened quietly, without any expression on his old face. After listening, he was silent for a while:

"Not long ago, I just had a short pleasant exchange with Zhang's grandfather, and Dongfang's completely different spell opened my eyes.

Although this is the first time I have heard of this novel theory, I am willing to believe it and feel that I can give it a try. After all, there is no better way.

What do you say, Augusta? "

"Listen to you, Dumbledore." Mrs. Longbottom nodded vigorously, and the huge stuffed eagle on the hat began to shake again.

She wanted to believe it was true more than anyone else, and Dumbledore's suggestion only made her more confident.

Dumbledore finally showed a happy smile, looking quite happy, probably not just the treatment of the Longbottom couple.

In fact, he had long suspected that Voldemort had made something like a Horcrux. The appearance of the diary only confirmed this, but because of the cognitive problem of the soul.

Dumbledore didn't know how many Horcruxes Voldemort made or where he hid them.

It is precisely because of this that he made a series of plans for the Horcrux in the later stage and sacrificed himself.

but!

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but clenched her fists, everything is different now, because of the existence of Taoism and the diary, I can directly bring this matter to the table and say it.

This is the biggest change!

Dumbledore chatted with Zhang Chengdao and his wife again for a while, mainly talking about Zhang Xiao's performance in school and so on.

Seeing the smile on Li Qingshu's face, it was obvious that Dumbledore was not stingy with compliments, and he also wanted to know about the situation in Huaxia.

How should I put it, Zhang Chengdao is quite reliable when he is serious, and he has fooled the past with Tai Chi skillfully.

Dumbledore has no regrets, because through the communication with the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, he found that these colleagues in the East seem to have no idea of ​​coming to the West to develop.

If Hogwarts hadn't come to Zhang, a student from the east, I'm afraid Dumbledore would still ignore the mysterious land in the east.

After talking for a while, Dumbledore suddenly turned to Zhang Xiao, and asked gently:

"Zhang, can you come over and have a chat?"

"Of course, Professor."

Arriving in a quiet room, Dumbledore pulled out his chair and casually brought out two glasses of steaming drinks—or iced lemonade.

Can't he have another drink?
"Zhang, from the time you fell into a coma until now, I have been looking for a chance to chat with you, the little wizards are crazy about you, and they gave you a new nickname.

Dragoon Wizard - Honestly, I'm kind of jealous. "

Dumbledore showed a nostalgic smile:

"Because I also dreamed of riding a dragon when I was a child"

Zhang Xiao spread his hands: "Maybe I have to consider renting out Noble after I go back, the letters from my classmates all express their requests to ride Noble.

By the way, Professor, how is Noble's situation? "

"Very good." Dumbledore revealed a slight smile: "Our gamekeeper and Professor of Conservation of Magical Creatures, Hagrid, was declared clear of suspicion that night.

The Ministry of Magic is very sorry for wronging Hagrid 50 years ago.

They didn't want to admit it. Anyway, it's good news. The dragon's vitality is so strong that the basilisk's venom can't even kill him.

Professor Snape concocted a powerful antidote, and quickly freed the brave dragon from the torment of the venom.

It had recovered well under Hagrid's care.

And as you said, the little wizards in the whole school loved it so much that they sent quite a lot of food.

For now, Norbert is enjoying this life very much. "

Zhang Xiao finally let go of his heart, and the two fell into silence for a while. The old and the young did not speak, but drank tea quietly.

"Professor Dumbledore, there is something I want to tell you." After drinking a glass of lemonade, Zhang Xiao broke the silence and took out Tom Riddle's diary under Dumbledore's gaze.

Put it on the table, pushed it towards Dumbledore, and played a wonderful role as a little wizard who discovered some secrets but didn't know the specifics:
"Professor, there is something wrong with this thing. It contains a piece of Tom Riddle's soul. In our words, it is called 'po'."

Dumbledore asked softly: "Do you know who Tom Riddle is?"

"Of course I do, the Dark Lord, the one who can't even be named - Voldemort."

"Yeah, he put a spell on his name, and once he said his name, he would be induced, so people were afraid of him, and they didn't even dare to say his name.

It's a very evil thing - and I'm very hesitant to tell you, because in my experience, the better wizards are the more resistant to death.

Few people can resist the temptation of eternal life. "

Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at Zhang Xiao, wanting to see the reaction of this little wizard who could become the best young wizard.

Zhang Xiao curled his lips, expressing his disdain for the Horcrux to the fullest, he doesn't even want to give this rotten Horcrux away for nothing!

eternal life?Bah, this is also called eternal life?

This kind of garbage thing that splits his soul and turns himself into a crazy immortal?

Moreover, the Horcrux definitely has a shelf life, and the wear and tear caused by time alone cannot be tolerated by the Soul.

To be honest, the Sorcerer's Stone is more reliable than this thing!

"Professor Dumbledore, you don't have to worry about me being confused by this kind of thing, let alone."

Zhang Xiao hesitated for a while. The ultimate goal of Taoism is to seek longevity and ascend as a feather, but he really doesn't know the Taoism, so he didn't talk too much.

Perhaps because of the unfeigned contempt on Zhang Xiao's face, Dumbledore sighed lightly:
"I've wanted this proof for a very long time." He picked up his diary:

"It further validated my thinking, it told me that I was right and how far we had to go..."

Zhang Xiao suddenly noticed that Dumbledore waved his hand lightly, and an invisible wave seemed to spread throughout the room.

The noise that could be faintly heard before has completely disappeared.

He cut off all possible peeps and eavesdropping.

"Chang," said Dumbledore, "I'm sure you'll understand what I'm saying, at your age.
Tom Riddle has begun to fear death, and he has tried every means to make himself immortal. "

"So this is his achievement, sir?" Zhang Xiao tried hard to make it look like he heard it for the first time.

"He created this... this crappy thing? Is that why Mr. Voldemort never dies?"

"Yes, it's called a horcrux, a thing that can make people escape death, although I don't know why you keep dismissing him.

But he was undoubtedly effective, Voldemort was hit by his own Killing Curse, but he didn't die, you know with his power.

Even a full-grown dragon couldn't resist, but he survived," said Dumbledore, "and I'm more worried than that.

According to my suspicions, Voldemort made more than one Horcrux. But your father just mentioned something very interesting.

He said the human soul has a 'sanhunqipo'," said Dumbledore.

"So I think this should help determine the upper limit of the number of Horcruxes."

"Seven!" Zhang Xiao said without hesitation.

"Seven?" There seemed to be a gleam of light in Dumbledore's blue eyes. This number happened to be Voldemort's favorite number.

"Yes, up to seven!" Zhang Xiao smiled, and asked with inexplicable meaning: "Professor Dumbledore, do you know why I am sure that I will not be tempted by Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore finally showed interest, nodded and said:

"I'm very interested."

"Because making a horcrux requires splitting one's soul, and splitting a soul will not lead to death, but it will lose other things.

Becoming a moody, opinionated, . lunatic who can't even keep his cool for long, this short-lived immortality of losing himself, isn't just me.

I'm afraid that in the East, no one is willing to use it. "

"Is that so?" Dumbledore's beard trembled, as if the dark clouds that had been covering his mind for a long time finally lifted.

Some long-standing doubts have once again been answered.

For example, Tom Riddle is a personable, charismatic, leadership, and wise Slytherin in his memory.

But then he became more and more extreme, and even seemed to know nothing but Avada Kedavra.

This huge contrast even made Dumbledore wonder if he was hiding something, or holding back some big plan.

Now it turns out that he really pulled it!
What could be more enjoyable than a sudden drop of intelligence by an opponent?
That is.
"Principal Dumbledore, do you want to know the location of the Horcrux?"

(End of this chapter)