Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 153 Evil door? !
"McGuffin Albert is indeed unexpected. There are some things... related to the Philosopher's Stone. I don't know how to do it."

"And the Dark Lord is indeed so weak that he can't even deal with two little wizards... But it doesn't mean that we can rest assured that Voldemort will not be involved in a comeback, maybe a few years later, maybe a little longer... The Dark Lord will come back eventually... that's what the prophecy told us clearly!" said Dumbledore.

"Prophecy, prophecy, even if that prophecy is true!... Dumbledore, haven't you heard what the centaurs said? These prophecies, the astrology are already inaccurate... and have no effect. What's more, it is a ridiculous statement that has lasted for 11 years, and I don't know how long it will last!"

Snape interrupted Dumbledore impatiently, as this conversation had already taken place between them many times.

"Have you forgotten how Voldemort fell 11 years ago? Severus... Doesn't this prove that the prophecy is correct?" Dumbledore said calmly.

"What do you mean...Did Voldemort rely on a newborn little wizard, and under the influence of the prophecy of 'omnipotence', he automatically exploded and disappeared at a glance?...Don't think I don't know why you threw Harry to Lily's sister Petunia Evans?"

"That night a week ago, I saw with my own eyes the changes that occurred after Harry's skin contact with Quirrell/Voldemort!..." Snape looked very excited, stood up and walked around the table to Dumbledore. His voice was a little hysterical, but his expression was extremely deliberate indifference.

The whole person seemed to exude invisible cold black lines, almost freezing the air.

"That shows..." After taking a few deep breaths, Snape forcefully spit out each word slowly, "That night, Lily..."

Snape couldn't go on.

Dumbledore understood that Snape already knew, and continued according to his words, "Lily Evans, she sacrificed her life to leave in Harry's blood the most selfless, noblest, and most powerful magic..."

His tone was full of admiration.

——This requires pure selflessness, purity, and all-sacrificing love in the heart, and there is no hesitation in the heart.

——Dumbledore knew that it was impossible for people like Voldemort, or most wizards, including himself, to cast such a spell.

"This curse was the direct cause of Voldemort's downfall. It was not done by any prophecy or the magical Boy Who Lived. It was Lily's own sacrifice that brought peace to the world for 11 years and allowed her son Harry to survive from Voldemort's hands..." Snape continued coldly.

"And you arranged for Harry Potter to go to that Muggle's house, isn't it also because the spell can only be activated successfully by living next to that idiot sister who has a blood relationship with Lily, so as to protect Harry?"

"Looks like you figured it all out... Snape!" Dumbledore sighed.

"Don't blame me for not telling you, Severus. The fewer people who know about this, the better. It is the most appropriate protection for Harry...and at some point, under a certain situation, Harry needs the reputation of being the chosen savior in the prophecy, and the wizarding world, the teachers and students of Hogwarts also need to uphold certain beliefs... believe that Voldemort will eventually die."

"...In this way, when the vast majority of wizards face extremely difficult, even hopeless situations in the future, they can maintain hope and confidence..." Dumbledore said, looking into Snape's eyes.

"Relying on such a false lie? Can it be maintained?" Snape was very suspicious of this, or he didn't believe it at all.

"True and false... This is just a selective view of people, especially for things that have not happened in the future... When everything happens and wins, it will eventually become true..." Dumbledore whispered to himself.

"In short... when Voldemort really comes back, I want to know...whether I can trust you to be my eyes and ears, to detect Voldemort's movements and pass on those seemingly valuable things to him!" said Dumbledore.

"You can trust me...but did you come here just to confirm this?" Snape asked instead.

"Ah!...By the way, I have already talked to McGuffin Albert. This little guy has the same goals as us. To some extent, in terms of the various things that happened between him and Quirrell Voldemort this semester, he hopes to kill Voldemort more than us...you don't have to worry too much about him!"

"He is just a relatively precocious little wizard with outstanding magical talents... And from a certain point of view, there are indeed many things that we don't know, and seem to hide some things from us... For example, how he activated the Sorcerer's Stone to use the extremely ancient spell [Tianshichengjin]...and why Voldemort hated him so much before I came, and even spent the magic power he extracted from Quirrell's body to activate the [Blood Curse] to turn him into a snake when he finally left."

"But all these things are enough to prove that this little guy is incompatible with Voldemort, and there is also the [Blood Curse], which needs our Hogwarts professors to help him lift it... These two aspects are enough to make you feel at ease about this little guy!"

Dumbledore said so.

But then he saw Snape's expression was very awkward.

After hesitating for a long time, Snape said, "I'm not worried about what he will do to Harry? After this semester, I also understand that this little wizard is not the kind of cruel and evil person I guessed...of course he is not the traditional Gryffindor...or belongs to any of the four houses..."

"Severus!..." Dumbledore thought that Snape still wanted to drive the little guy out of Hogwarts.

"Let me finish, Dumbledore!" Snape pressed down his gestures, and he looked extraordinarily strong in front of Dumbledore. He said in a strong tone, "Didn't you notice? Dumbledore... This little guy doesn't have any outstanding characteristics of a college student, and his head is full of all kinds of weird and almost crazy ideas... That's why the Sorting Hat reacted like that, and it was almost ruined by this little crazy head... And you think that Quilinus Quirrell came out this semester. Besides, how many other things happened?"

"...This guy is an unexploded curse!!!"

Snape spoke his conclusion out loud.

"He's a big problem! For us..."

"One day, I always have this feeling... Hogwarts will be brought down by him, long before Voldemort returns..."

"I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way... You can ask Minerva if she thinks this way. I heard about 'Evil Gate' (Chinese), a strange witchcraft from an ancient oriental country! I checked and found that there are indeed such things in the history of the world...Some people have accidents wherever they go, and where they go, they are bombed. All the places they pass by are like a storm, leaving only devastated and messy places..."

"But I have nothing at all... Can't you think of something? What happened at Hogwarts this semester, isn't this the biggest evidence that the little wizard McGuffin is shrouded in 'evil gate' (Chinese)..."

Unexpectedly, after Snape finished these words in high spirits, Dumbledore stared at him silently and did not speak.

After a long time, he said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding me?!" Snape said with a look of teasing me.

——It doesn't look like a joke!

Only then did Dumbledore answer Snape's absurd remarks, "I told Minerva that the book of spells from the East was made up by an unscrupulous Chinese wizard...it was not an official textbook designated by a wizarding academy in China, and it was not even published by a serious publisher of wizards in East Asia. The spell of "door" (Chinese)... is true, but even in the ancient European magic world, this phenomenon exists, or it exists in every corner of the world..."

"That's not a spell, but a spell that uses prophecy to reveal your fate—in the words of Chinese wizards..."

"It's a kind of 'fangshu' (Chinese), a very special spell and modern magic unique to Chinese wizards. Those of us who come from ancient Greece and ancient Egypt have a completely different magic system... It is a natural curse that must be endured after spying on fate and trying to change it..."

"In layman's terms, in terms that Muggle wizards can understand, it's...'Broomstar'!!"

"What?" Snape couldn't believe what he heard from Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts?
"What did you say?" he repeated.

"'Broomstar'—this is the meaning of that evil gate!...When you spy on and try to change your fate, fate is also spying on you, pushing you into a darker abyss."

"I think you, Snape, also know that prophecies are generally ambiguous, even vague, and can have thousands of different interpretations, you know that, Severus!"

"When the prophecy gives clear information that can be known,... that's right! Just like Voldemort that night!" Dumbledore knew what Snape was thinking of by looking at Snape's expression.

"Just like that night, Voldemort may have wanted to change the fate he predicted... Maybe he didn't believe in the prophecy, but just wanted to prove his strength. Unexpectedly, he was backlashed by it and lost his own shape."

Listening to Dumbledore's explanation, which he had never heard before, Snape was full of doubts in his heart.

——No way, this old guy just made it up!But it does sound like that.

"MacGuffin Albert...According to what the horse people said, he interfered, changed, and even reshaped the fate of all the stars this year. He changed the trajectory of fate so easily without knowing it...I don't know what this means, but I can be sure that he will become the eye of the storm, some troubles...or things themselves will continue to come to the door as the original fate is changed!"

"This means that there will be more and more troublesome things in the future, and it may even change the powerful prophecy about Harry 11 years ago..."

"But fortunately, depending on the situation, he can usually solve this kind of trouble independently... Just like [Blood Curse], it was the same night..."

Dumbledore said slowly.

"Then we are really lucky! According to what you said, this broom star will cause Hogwarts to present us with a steady stream of 'surprises' in the next six years... I said that someday, maybe Hogwarts Castle will be blown down by his trouble!" Snape said with a sneer.

Before Dumbledore could speak, he suddenly asked, "Dumbledore, when are you going to let the MacGuffins meet the centaurs... When you were looking for the unicorn, you said you wanted them to meet this little wizard as soon as possible."

"The night before the year-end banquet is held and the students go on vacation... as long as I can, I will use my connections to find out whether there are any wizards similar to MacGuffin Albert in the history or legends of the magic circles in various countries in the world, so as to see what the centaur wants to do, so I can make some preparations!" Dumbledore said cautiously.

Snape went on to ask, "I heard that Lucius Malfoy and some Ministry of Magic fool and Rita Skeeter that idiot reporter also came to Hogwarts..."

"Your news is really well-informed... Yes, they came, but they left again. They were all beaten away by McGuffin Albert... You see, this little guy is still very useful."

"Indeed! It's really useful, but is it really okay to do so? The Ministry of Magic, Malfoy, and Rita Skeeter will not let this little guy go..."

"Don't worry... Severus! McGuffin Albert has his own way, and even to a certain extent I think he can handle these things better than us."

"...How about? Make a bet with me, just use the photo of the pendant in your hand as a bet... To be honest, I haven't given Harry a real gift yet? This one is pretty good." Dumbledore pointed to the pendant necklace that Snape was holding tightly in his hand.

"No, don't even think about it!" Snape snapped immediately, trying to drive the old bee out of his place.

--ha!Now I have exposed my real purpose of coming here!
— the old bee!
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"Ahhhhhhhh!" McGuffin cried out in pain.

Ron pinched McGuffin's arm to see if he had lost his mind.

"Ron, what the hell are you doing?" Hermione yelled, puzzled and a little angry.

— Shhh!

Harry next to him put his hand to his mouth, and gestured for them to be quiet, otherwise Madam Pomfrey would kick them out.

Ron whispered, "Didn't you hear what McGuffin said?"

"What did he just say...?"

"What's called—let's ask Professor McGonagall if we can give him a separate exam for the final exam!"

"Didn't Harry say Madam Pomfrey had cured MacGuffin?"

"—How do I feel, there seems to be something wrong with him here... Is his place burned by a spell..."

Ron turned his back to McGuffin, pointed to his head cautiously, and asked Harry and Hermione. His expression was extremely astonished, and he even had a bit of fear, which he couldn't believe.

"What's wrong with that? It's normal!" said Hermione.

"It's normal for you? Hermione?" Ron questioned, and then suddenly realized, "Indeed, it's normal for you, very normal..."

"—Professor McGonagall, can you take the test again? I feel like I wrote a letter wrong? ... Or (Ron's normal voice) ... I think I can make the snuff box a little more beautiful, this time I will make it shine..." Ron said in a high-pitched voice imitating Hermione's voice.

—Don't say it, it's quite similar.

"Tui, shut up! Ron..." said Hermione, though she agreed that something was wrong with the McGuffin.

Harry laughed out loud at Ron's words just now, and even Hermione laughed for a second.

However, McGuffin seemed to be under a spell, his eyes were dull and dull, and he sat motionless on the bed without any reaction.

(End of this chapter)