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"Snake Whisper? You?" Dumbledore's sky blue eyes under the half-moon glasses revealed doubts.

"It's just an attempt to master an unknown language out of study habits. At that time, I thought it was a unique ability of Slytherin. How powerful is this language?" Ryan stared into Dumbledore's eyes and smiled. for a moment. "It turns out that there is no special power in the snake language, it's just a simple alien language. After I discovered this, I gave up learning, but in the process I learned some simple snake language vocabulary, so I only now Say try it."

"It's better to try, at least better than nothing." Dumbledore nodded, and then let the other three leave first. "It's not that more people are better. Voldemort is good at demagogic people. I'm worried that too many people here may have a negative effect. So now you'd better go downstairs."

Sirius and the others nodded and walked downstairs with Kreacher. Hermione gave Ryan a worried look when they went downstairs. Ryan returned a smile to reassure her.

"It's nice to be young, isn't it?" Dumbledore's voice came from behind when everyone went downstairs. He winked at Ryan after putting the locket on a tattered cabinet just now. "Okay, let's get started. Do you need any preparations?"

"Sorry, Professor, I need a preparation." Ryan took out eight silver nails from the space bag and nailed them around the locket on the cabinet, and then used the red rope with the rune stone hanging on the eight silver nails. The nails were wound several times to hold them together.

"East means?" Dumbledore looked closer at the runes carved on the stone. "I can feel that this is for the soul. Very well, we have to be cautious when facing Voldemort." After roughly feeling Ryan's arrangement, Dumbledore nodded approvingly.

Ryan took a few steps back after arranging the circle, and Dumbledore stepped forward and stood on the edge of the cabinet, pulling out the Gryffindor's dagger and aiming it at the locket in the center of the circle. The locket trembled slightly when it felt the dagger approaching it. Fortunately, the locket was stored in the cabinet for more than ten years and did not absorb much human life and soul, and all it could do in the face of threats was trembling.

"Such a dangerous thing really needs to be destroyed as soon as possible." Dumbledore said in a low voice, looking at the trembling locket. Then he turned to Ryan and said:

"Lane, I'll count to three in a minute, and you'll open that locket with Parseltongue, and I'll use this dagger to deal the fatal blow to the soul of Voldemort hidden inside."

"Okay." Ryan nodded and agreed.

"Then." After Ryan drew his wand and posed, Dumbledore moved. "One...two...three...Ryan!" Dumbledore pointed the dagger at the Horcrux and shouted loudly.

After receiving Dumbledore's order, Ryan roared loudly at the locket in a Parseltonian hiss: "Open!"

The small golden lid of the locket popped open with a click. Behind the two little glass windows was a living eye blinking, bright and black, like before Tom Riddle's eyeballs turned red and pupils became a line.

A strange black mist emerged from the locket, and Ryan immediately felt a great pressure coming from the magic circle. The evil force to which this pressure belongs even partially broke through the defense of the magic circle and leaked out.

"I see your heart, Albus Dumbledore." A voice hissed from the Horcrux, and Voldemort's defense in the locket began to work. Although he couldn't do anything with the Slytherin relic, he made the soul inside it aggressive.

Attack the most vulnerable side of the Horcrux's soul.

"You are an unfortunate person who yearns for a happy and harmonious family but can never get it. Your best friend betrayed you and killed your sister. And your only surviving relative refuses to be with you even if they are close to you. You know each other. Now all you do is to atone for your sins, but you can never protect what you hold most dear, Albus Dumbledore!"

From the two small windows of the locket, and from the pair of eyes, a grotesque soap-bubble-like thing emerged, which soon rose from the locket and took the form of a young girl.

This man Ryan had never seen before, but he knew it was Ariana, Dumbledore's younger sister, and a scar on his heart forever. This was very exciting to Dumbledore. Ryan could see tears running down his cheeks.

Oops, Ryan thought of this and suddenly urged the mana of his entire body to input into the magic circle, suppressing the power of the locket in an instant. At the same time, biting the tip of his tongue, he shouted using the sound of thunder and lightning. "Professor, do it!"

As the soul within the Horcrux was weakened, Dumbledore was immediately freed from the influence of Voldemort's Horcrux. The sword light flashed, and the dagger in his hand stabbed the locket.

Lane heard a "ding" of metal crashing, followed by a long scream that touched his soul. Ryan subconsciously released a defensive spell, but the Horcrux didn't have the dying blow he imagined. The apparition of the girl disappeared, leaving Dumbledore standing with the dagger, looking down at the locket.

Lane's gaze also turned to the locket, and he found that the glass of the two small windows inside the locket had been punctured, the strange eyes were gone, and the colored silk lining of the locket was emitting wisps of light smoke. The piece of Voldemort's remnant that had been kept in the locket disappeared. The feeling of oppression in the room before has also dissipated.

"Professor?" Ryan asked worriedly, seeing Professor Dumbledore standing motionless. Dumbledore wiped his face and straightened his body when he heard it.

"You heard it just now." The principal asked in a low voice.

"This—" Ryan didn't know how to answer now, so he could only stand there awkwardly.

"It's alright, you don't have to worry about anything." Dumbledore comforted Dumbledore when he saw Ryan's nervousness: "There's nothing I can't tell others about my past. The reason you rarely hear about it can only be that I'm older, and I know this. Most of the people involved are gone.”

After speaking, Dumbledore smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I was a little worried about you at the beginning. Because I think you are very similar to me when I was young, and you are so crazy about pursuing all kinds of knowledge-"

For the next five or six minutes, Professor Dumbledore recounts roughly the history of his misguided youth. Finally, looking into Ryan's eyes, he said seriously: "You are better now than when I was young, but I still hope that you must remember to pay attention to the people around you no matter what. Don't wait until you lose it before regretting it."

Ryan nodded seriously, he knew that this was the summary of an old man's lifelong lessons. The reason I told Ryan today was purely out of an elder's concern for the younger generation, hoping that the younger generation would not make the same mistake as him.

"Okay, I think we've been here a little too long. Call Sirius and the others now, or they'll be worried." Dumbledore asked Ryan went downstairs and called the others up.

Ryan nodded and went straight downstairs to call someone.

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