HP Magic Biography

The office is surprisingly quiet. Compared with the question and answer between the two people before, it is more like it is about to end.

But even the basic information is not completely exchanged, so naturally no one can leave.

Dumbledore half-closed his eyes, as if resting, and Van Lin's consciousness seemed to sink into the basin.

"Do you want a cup of black tea, or, coffee?"

"A cup of black tea, professor."

Within two seconds, a cup of steaming black tea appeared on the table a year ago.

"Professor." Fanlin tried to say, "I think, instead of discussing how to change the Hogwarts education method, it is better to find a way to deal with the current things."

"You mean the Three Witch Fighting Competition?"

"Voldemort's resurrection requires Harry's blood, and they are planning to do so."

"Do it in the third game?" Dumbledore asked, "I thought about it, and the best way is...Speaking of which, you should know who is responsible for the third task."

"Professor Moody?"

"Yes, so I am not worried about whether Harry can leave Hogwarts, but it is really difficult to come back." Dumbledore rubbed his temples, and he couldn't come forward. Great opportunity for Voldemort.

"Voldemort can't do anything with Harry, at least, the wand in his hand can't." Fanlin said.

"I know the role of the twin wand," Dumbledore said, "but it's not enough for Harry to come back."

"I have a plan to teach." Fanlin thought about it and said, "Maybe I can go with the feeling."

"Are you going with Harry?" Dumbledore said. "Are you sure?"

"It's not too much, but it always needs to be tried. I learned how to Apparate."

"It's not enough, Fanlin," Dumbledore said.

Fanlin nodded. Apparition is a risky way. If it fails, he and Harry will have to die, and even if it succeeds, Voldemort can capture the fluctuations of Apparition and let him follow. Come here, this is a bad thing.

However, they can still pass the door key, but that will become very troublesome.

"Let's not talk about it yet." Dumbledore shook his head. "Is this your agreement with that vampire?"

"Yes," Fanlin nodded, "Within my abilities, solve a problem for them, and let them cooperate with me in exchange for Harry to come back alive."

Fanlin shrugged, "However, those guys are not credible. Up to now, they have only been exchanges of information."

"This is already very good, at least let us take the initiative."

"Professor Dumbledore..." Fanlin hesitated. "What if I destroy Voldemort before he is resurrected?"

"You can't do it." Dumbledore shook his head. "You should know that we don't have all his weaknesses."

Dumbledore leaned back, so that the back took out the diary and the crown from the drawer.

"How many of these things do you think?"

"I don't know." Fanlin shook his head.

"But now he has more." Professor Dumbledore said. "This is what I got from Batty Crouch."

Dumbledore said, and took out a bottle.

A mess of silver material.

"Crouch's memory?" Fanlin was shocked.

Harry's dreams conveyed so clearly that Fanlin didn't have any useful information from Crouch. That was Voldemort's judgment, but now it seemed that Voldemort had looked down upon Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't speak, he just frowned and let Crouch's memory fall into the basin.

It was like a stream of clear water poured into a hot oil pan, and the liquid in the meditation basin showed signs of boiling in an instant.

Dumbledore stretched out a hand and pressed it into the penis, and then this sign of boiling was suppressed back.

Fanlin looked into the **** basin, and Crouch's memory had not melted away like the others, and it was still tangled together like a mess.

"What's wrong?"

"Chaos, darkness," Dumbledore said slowly.

Visible to the naked eye, under the influence of Dumbledore's magic, Crouch's memory turned into ink and melted in the basin.

Fanlin looked into the penis, but there was nothing but darkness.

"How do you feel?" Dumbledore asked.

Fanlin was a little confused, even though he was smart, but such memories...

"I don't understand, Professor, why is this..." Fanlin said, "Mr. Crouch is not..."

"Soul split," Dumbledore said. "To be precise, Barty is strictly dead."

"Death?" Fanlin said puzzledly, "but I didn't feel Mr. Crouch..."

"From the essence of the soul." Dumbledore said, "It can be said that Barty is completely dead as a human part."

Fanlin was taken aback for a moment, he never expected that Dumbledore would come to such a conclusion.

"However, if it is a transformation, Mr. Crouch still retains the ability to cast magic. He Apparated to the Forbidden Forest, I feel nothing wrong."

"That was the last struggle, Fanlin."

Dumbledore said slowly, "Perhaps Tom himself didn't realize that Crouch's transformation is half completed..."

"Half completed?" Fanlin said quickly, "Sorry, I don't quite understand what is half done? Or, Mr. Crouch, he..."

"It's half done," Dumbledore said. "Perhaps this is just an experiment, Voldemort's experiment to transform himself, but his power is not complete, he is not sure that he can succeed in the experiment intact, so ..."

"Mr. Crouch became a test subject?" Fanlin said, "what's the result?"

"The experiment failed. Crouch is dead." Dumbledore said gravely. "The memory you just saw is all of Crouch's soul."

Dumbledore said, "In fact, not long after being sent to St. Mungo's Hospital, Crouch couldn't hold on anymore. Crouch, who fell into madness, almost destroyed everything around him, including his own body."

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, but..." Fanlin opened his mouth several times, but he had no clue. He didn't know where to ask.

No wonder Voldemort was not worried, because they couldn't get anything from Crouch.

"You should know the power," Dumbledore said. "We have fought him, the purest darkness and evil..."

"You mean...Reaper?" Fanlin was shocked, "No... this is impossible, that thing, how could..."

"All power can be used, at least in Tom's eyes, this is something that those who come are not afraid of."

"But, where did he find this power? I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore. I still can't believe that the body of Death under Hogwarts has been destroyed. Other..."

"I don't know, maybe it happened by chance." Dumbledore said, "Pure evil is more suitable and attractive to each other. You should trust my judgment. There is no doubt that this The power that drives wizards into madness comes from death."

Dumbledore said, he put a drawing on the table.

Fan Lin is very familiar with the pattern on the drawing. It was the discovery of Sirius.

"This is the analysis result passed from Greece. I believe that Nicol will not be more detailed in this aspect than sacrifice."

"What is it?"

"Absorption, assimilation, purer soul conversion." Dumbledore said, "I think Tom should have found something about death. I believe you should be clear about the strength of this power. This is for Tom. Said it has a fatal attraction."

"That vampire is a guinea pig?"

"Yes, part of it acts on the body, and part of it acts on the soul." Dumbledore's gaze became deep, "This is terrible, it's worse than ever."

"This is really bad." Fanlin smiled bitterly, and he never thought that what he was facing would be combined with what Harry was facing.

Fanlin has a deep understanding of the power of death, and the price is the complete dissipation of the Greek gods.

"However, his progress is not fast." Dumbledore said, "You should know that the vampire experienced more than just physical strengthening. In fact, the power of death is almost irresistible. It is transforming the flesh. At the same time, the soul has further fallen into madness, which is the same as Batty’s performance in Saint Mungo. He has powerful physical destructive ability, but he has completely forgotten how to use magic. Otherwise, I want to subdue him. Kungfu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How is the situation, Professor Dumbledore?"

"The results of the transformation in different directions are also different. Batty's final performance is more like an old friend of mine beloved to conquer the world."

"Grindelwald... the silent one?" Fanlin hesitated, and then he thought of who Dumbledore's old friend was talking about.

"Yes," Dumbledore said, "Barty, who has lost his magical powers, can only use chaotic souls to trigger the magical powers accumulated in his body, but, like a powerful silent man, he loses his reason naturally. It becomes very controllable."

Dumbledore said, "Tom can't give up his thoughts and his magical abilities. For every wizard, it is no different from death."

"However, this is terrible. If Voldemort has the ability to control himself without losing his mind, or to talk about the monster that can control this kind of mutation..."

"This will get very bad, Fanlin..."