Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 329 Dumbledore's "Sudden Inspiration"

It was late at night when a few crisp "crackling" sounds were heard beside the stream in Godric's Hollow. If half of the wizards in the village heard it, they would guess that someone had apparated in. As for the remaining half, their thoughts would probably be much more complicated, and it might be the sound of a balloon exploding, clapping, or a silenced gunshot.

"Are you all right, Bryce?" someone asked gruffly.

"Of course! Don't worry, Alastor. Apart from the three unforgivable curses, I'm more familiar with other spells than you." Lin You revealed a voice that was unique to the puberty period. Now he was increasingly showing himself as a 15- or 16-year-old boy, telling different people all kinds of excuses; real and fake, true and false, no matter acquaintances or strangers, they gradually got used to his new image.

"I'm not worried about you, but you really don't need to come with me," Moody said. "With me, Dumbledore, and the best people in the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors, even if the You-Know-Who comes, he won't be able to escape."

"Hey, when you talk about me, can you please say my name instead of just using a nickname like 'good hand'?" someone shouted in dissatisfaction.

Moody immediately reprimanded: "Shut up, Sirius."

"What's wrong? I'm just telling the truth..." The voice became louder and louder.

"It's almost the agreed time. The other party may show up at any time." Dumbledore interrupted in time to stop the quarrel from escalating. "Don't alert the suspect, Mr. Black."

Sirius's arrogance suddenly disappeared. He hummed twice and walked obediently with his head down. It turned out that only someone with enough weight could hold down this big black dog.

Tonight's sting operation must not fail, and even Dumbledore took the trouble to do it himself, just for that almost negligible possibility - in case Voldemort has been resurrected.

Compared to the wizards' nervousness, Lin You was relatively relaxed; he didn't need to come originally. After providing the fake gin jug and false information two days ago, he just had to wait for the results. However, for the same tiny possibility, Lord Goff still came.

The golden wine jug and the golden cup were carefully designed by Patrick Morgan to create false intelligence about the "unknown". Who knows if He will appreciate his achievements up close? If He really comes, maybe there will be a chance to find some traces of the "God of Truth" tonight?
Instead of walking on the main street, the group, led by Sirius, skillfully shuttled between the walls of the small houses; until the leader suddenly stopped somewhere.

"There...there..." Sirius muttered to himself twice, then quickly lowered his head and muttered "sorry" softly; the team began to move again.

Lin You didn't understand what was going on, so he came to the place where Sirius suddenly stopped and turned his head to look. He saw a dilapidated little house shrouded in magic; there were dark gray vertical lines on the gray-white exterior walls, and the not-so-big two-and-a-half-story wooden house looked crooked.

"What place is that?" Lin You quietly asked Dumbledore, who was at the end of the team.

The old wizard replied, "That was the Potter house—in the past."

"Oh, I see."

No wonder Sirius was asked to lead the way. There was a reason why this guy was familiar with Godric's Hollow.

The night in the countryside was not as brightly lit as in the city, and there were too many dark corners to provide shelter for everyone. With Sirius, an acquaintance, leading the way, an ambush was quickly set up.

Lin You was arranged to be next to Dumbledore. Although Lin You felt that it was unnecessary, and Dumbledore also knew that it was unnecessary, the two of them, as people who knew about it, completely obeyed the arrangement of Moody, who was not aware of it. "Do you also think it is necessary to come here in person tonight?" Lin You asked leisurely when everyone had dispersed and only the old man and the child were left.

"I don't know why, but my intuition tells me that I should come. As you know, a sudden impulse is a phenomenon that cannot be ignored by wizards. Many times, we regard it as a silent warning."

Dumbledore looked relaxed, but Lin You noticed that he had already held the wand in his hand.

"It's not just because of the warning of 'spur of the moment', is it? Is it also because of the transaction location proposed by the other party?" Compared with the principal, Earl Goff was truly relaxed. How should I put it? With the current situation in the big world, Lin You didn't need to be nervous when facing an enemy he could defeat; if it was an enemy he couldn't defeat, then there was no point in being nervous.

In terms of strength, Lin You currently belongs to a very special category; definitely not as good as the best, but more than enough than the worst.

"This is also what I am most worried about. The transaction method proposed by the other party is too weird. He is definitely not a collector, nor does he seem to be an ordinary dark wizard who steals and cheats." Dumbledore looked at the dimly lit street, which was still empty.

The wizarding world has very loose control over gray areas; not to mention that there is a Knockturn Alley right under the nose of the commercial center of Diagon Alley, places like the Leaky Cauldron and the Hog's Head often have wizards of unknown origin coming in and out, reselling shady things.

It was just a resale of an ancient Greek artifact. Even if the identity of the buyer could not be revealed, couldn't the transaction be completed in any of the above places? Was it necessary to run to the village square of Godric's Hollow in the middle of the night?

"Do you think that Voldemort might have been resurrected and regained his strength?" If an Auror or other members of the Order of the Phoenix heard this question, they would probably break out in a cold sweat. Even though Mad-Eye just used the You-Know-Who as an example, people in the magic world were actually not mentally prepared to face the resurrection of Voldemort.

In the original book, Cornelius Fudge deceived himself for a whole year. This ostrich mentality actually has a very deep social basis.

Dumbledore did not answer Lin You's question. Instead, he was silent and suddenly asked, "How much influence do you think the power of God has on this world, Mr. Forrester?"

"Why do you ask that?" Lin You laughed dumbly, "Didn't your sister just reincarnate? You have also seen the devil from hell with your own eyes."

Dumbledore sighed, "Yes, that's why I want to know more about the impact of their existence on the world. It's not easy for demons to come to the human world, and humans have mastered the power and methods to fight against them; as for Ariana's reincarnation, the process was also completed in another world. So I wonder, how useful is the golden cup used by the Olympian gods to humans?"

This old man was so worried about this? No wonder he was so uneasy after seeing that document.

"It is said that the golden cup of the goddess of youth can invigorate the spirits of all gods who drink from it, and make them never tired." Lin You could not give a definite answer. "As for what use it has on humans, I really don't know. We are not even sure if the golden cup is a real artifact."

"This is what I am most worried about." Dumbledore looked solemn.

"No matter how worried you are, you have to face each other." Lin You smiled softly and cast his eyes towards the street. "The person who proposed the deal is here."

A figure walked along the road and stopped under a street lamp at the edge of the square; the dim light enveloped his figure.

(End of this chapter)