Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

It seemed as if he came here just to make up for his mother's regret. No matter what was related to magic, he could do it almost perfectly.

He is even better than Tom was back then. At least when Tom was in school, he was only excellent as a student, but Dudley is not only excellent himself but also motivates his classmates.

He is simply a perfect leader.

Just like Gellert back then, maybe even better than him?

'Oh, he has no gift of prophecy.'

Dumbledore thought about this, smiled gently and shook his head. When Dudley showed a puzzled look, he continued the previous topic: "You mean you want to make a wand? Making a wand is not an easy task. Even I can't do it."

Making a wand is also a form of alchemy, but it requires greater professionalism. Although Dumbledore's alchemy is good, he does not have the talent for making wands.

Who knew that just after he finished saying this, he saw Dudley taking something out of his pocket.

Shouldn't it be.

Dumbledore's heart skipped a beat.

Chapter 468: Starting tomorrow, Professor Snape will turn against us?

"This is the replica of the Elder Wand I referenced. You can test it."

Dudley placed a wand that looked very similar to the Elder Wand in front of Dumbledore.

If Dumbledore had not confirmed that the Elder Wand was in his hand, he would have thought that what Dudley took out was the Elder Wand.

Even the sense of historical vicissitudes is exactly the same.

'it is as expected'

Everything made sense once you thought about it being Dudley's doing.

"Elder and thestral tail feathers aren't very hard to come by."

Dudley held the end of the Elder Wand (imitation), which was short and emitted a faint fluorescent light.

"Would you like to try it?"

Dumbledore did not refuse. He really wanted to try out the wand himself. Ordinary wands could not fool Tom, so he took the Old Wand (imitation) and waved it forward gently.

Countless fluffy silk threads were released from the tip of the magic wand, and soon formed a huge phoenix that emitted a dazzling but not glaring white light.

"A very beautiful Patronus, a very perfect Patronus Charm."

Dudley praised.

"It's exactly the same, just a little inferior."

Dumbledore also admired the Phoenix when he looked at it, but the two of them were praising different things.

Then Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something. His face turned serious and he even forgot to drink his drink. He looked at Dudley and said in a deep voice: "How many wands like this can you make?"

Just by listening to the names of its successors, one can understand how much bloodshed the Elder Wand has caused over the millennia.

In addition to the first wand holder Antioch Peverell, the second holder was called the demon Emeric, and the third was named the monster Egbert. Then there was Barnabas Devereux, who made himself terrified with the Elder Wand, and the terrifying Loxias.

Without exception, these wizards are cruel and murderous.

Countless wizards have come forward to fight for this wand.

If the Elder Wand could be copied, it would definitely be worse than Voldemort in his heyday. At least Voldemort had Dumbledore and Grindelwald to check and balance him, but if every dark wizard had one, it would definitely be the end of the world.

"Are you worried about the wand-making method being leaked?" Dudley understood what Dumbledore was worried about: "Don't worry about that. The materials here are not easy to get."

Not only is it difficult to get, but no one except Dali can make it. Even if you look at the method and drawings, you can't imitate it.

It was born from the wisdom of several worlds.

In addition to normal alchemy and magic armor transformation, there is a thumb-sized philosopher's stone inside, and a magic crystal is embedded in the core. Not to mention the philosopher's stone, even the magic crystal is not available to ordinary people. At least one of Voldemort's Horcruxes must be sacrificed, and there are only seven Horcruxes in the entire world.

Otherwise, why would this magic wand be so powerful?

"Even I only made one by chance."

Dudley was not lying.

The elderberries that were discarded by him had piled up into a mountain. Elderberries were a very precious material. Even someone as wealthy as Dudley took several years to collect them.

It was just that he made a replica of the old wand. If it were publicized, it would be enough to make him an alchemy master comparable to Nick Flamel.

Of all the wands Dudley had made, only his own could compare to it.

Dumbledore finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Dudley say this.

"So what are the limitations of this wand? Is it the same as the Elder Wand? Only by defeating the owner can you completely control it?"

Dudley shook his head with a look of disdain.

"How could I possibly add such a boring setting to something I made?"

"What is that?" Dumbledore asked.

“As long as I agree, it will work.”

In other words, if you don't agree, you can't use it.

This setting couldn't be more boring.

After asking a series of questions, Dumbledore finally felt relieved.

"So then I need to teach you to be 'defeated' with this wand."

So the question is, if the owner of the Elder Wand was not holding the Elder Wand, but was defeated while holding another wand, would the Elder Wand still change hands?

This is a very interesting question, because the Elder Wand's change of ownership is not limited to being defeated. To be precise, as long as the holder's wishes are violated, the change of ownership mechanism is triggered. Therefore, even if it is stolen, the Elder Wand will be judged to have changed hands (this is how Grindelwald obtained the right to use it).

But Dumbledore was willing to be defeated. I don't know if the Elder Wand has this kind of bug-causing mechanism.

Dumbledore nodded and put the Elder Wand (fake) away.

I couldn't help but feel a little sad for Voldemort.

From opponents to teammates, from subordinates to weapons in their hands, even the timing of the 'sneak attack' was clearly arranged.

If a wizard as conceited as Voldemort knew the truth, he would definitely go crazy.

Dumbledore was looking forward to Voldemort's expression at that time, it would definitely be exciting.

From that day on, every time McLaggen emerged from the Room of Requirement, Dudley would make some progress on the Vanishing Cabinet.

McLaggen didn't notice it at first, but when he found that the things he put into the vanishing cabinet began to disappear, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.

He succeeded, although he didn't know how, but he repaired the Vanishing Cabinet.

The most important thing is the disappearance of living things in the next step.

Otherwise, the Death Eaters would not have traveled through time, but would have been suffocated to death in the cupboard.

So he started trying to catch the birds and put them in the cabinet.

In the beginning, the birds placed in the cabinet basically ended up dying.

Slowly, slowly, when he opened the cabinet door, the bird began to flap its wings and flew out.

The living bird is connected to the other end of this cabinet.

About five or six times out of ten you will succeed.

It's almost successful.

So he quickly wrote a letter and told Voldemort the news through his father.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the day when the Vanishing Cabinet will be completely repaired.

On this day, Dudley went to see Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore, I think it's time for us to go to that place."

Dudley held up the opal necklace that Crabbe and Goyle had surrendered.

"It seems Tom can't wait."

There was no trace of surprise on Dumbledore's face; he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Yeah, I think it will be tomorrow night."

Dumbledore took out a replica of the old wand and said, "I will ask Professor McGonagall to take the younger grades to Beauxbatons today."

"Thank you for your hard work, Professor McGonagall."

"Professor Snape will switch sides starting tomorrow?"

"I think so."

Chapter 469: Isn’t over a hundred years old considered a young and middle-aged person?

Dumbledore and Dudley came to the cliff where Voldemort had been before, and they walked in without thinking.

Instead of using the Lumos, Dudley turned on the overhead floodlight.

A beam of strong light came straight in and illuminated the entire cave.

"This is much better than a spell."

Dumbledore sighed as he looked at the searchlight above Dudley's head.

Except for the variant version of Dudley's Illumination Spell, no other wizard's spell can be better than a searchlight. Moreover, wearing it on your head can even free your hands, making it easy to deal with enemies.

"In fact, taking night vision potion will be more effective."

Dudley said as he walked ahead and used a strong light to illuminate the way forward.

As a master of potions, Dudley would definitely always give priority to using potions to solve problems.

The two soon reached the first checkpoint of the cave - a wall at the end of the cave.

It needs to be sprinkled with blood to open.

Dudley took out a blood bag from his pocket. It was fresh blood he bought from the hospital.

He sprinkled the blood on the stone wall, and the next second another path appeared in front of him, at the end of the path was a vast black lake.

"Professor Dumbledore, let's go in."

Dudley said as he walked in first.

“I’m really lucky”

At the moment when the two entered the path, Voldemort, who was summoning his Death Eaters, suddenly paused, looked towards a certain place, and spoke slowly: "Someone has gone to that cave. Use the information obtained from the necklace to find my whereabouts."

Voldemort spoke slowly, his tone full of joy.

"Needless to say, it must be Dumbledore. Given Dumbledore's personality, he will definitely not go alone. He will bring the people he wants to train with him."

"Harry Potter! It must be him!"

Voldemort said firmly.

"No matter how many people they were there, I think Dumbledore must have taken the potion."

"Because he doesn't have much time left. I know him. He won't let anyone make unnecessary sacrifices. He's a good man and he won't catch innocent Muggles like us. So he must have gone to drink it himself."

"That's a potion I specially prepared. If he doesn't get timely treatment from a potion master, he will die. There is only one potion master in the whole Hogwarts, our Mr. Snape."

“God is really helping me.”

Voldemort turned to look at Bella, his most trusted subordinate: "Notify Barty Jr. and the others to get ready. We will go to Hogwarts tonight."

"By the way, only bring 'our' people."

Voldemort gave another special instruction.

Yes, Voldemort did not trust Lucius and the others 100%. The people he trusted most were the Death Eaters who were imprisoned in Azkaban during the time he disappeared. He believed that these were his most loyal servants.

What remains are just a bunch of fence-sitters who change their views according to the wind.

Voldemort grinned, revealing a silent smile, and the next second his expression became extremely sinister, as if he wanted to crush everything in front of him.

"Tonight, I want Dumbledore dead!"