Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 533 Warrior Selection
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Like sharp metal sheets scraping back and forth on the glass, the ear-piercing noise suddenly came to mind.

After two beeps in succession,

The two small glass mirrors were punctured, and Riddle's glistening black eyeballs disappeared. At the same time, the locket did not chug out black blood. Instead, black smoke kept coming out, lingering on it for a long time, and there was a stench of rotten fish and shrimp.

The sword fell from Black's hand with a clang to the ground.

He bent down and panted heavily, as if the confrontation with [Horcrux] had consumed a lot of energy just now.

'The whirlwind sweeps away! '

Dumbledore cleverly gathered the foul-smelling smoke into a glass vial with a spell, and filled it up. He didn't know what he wanted for it.

"Running Medusa! Good job...that's right, that's it!" Phineas Black finally stopped yelling, and he looked at the [locket] very complacently.

Kreacher had tears and snot all over his face, he howled and kept calling Regulus' name in a low voice.

Snape watched all this coldly.

McGuffin carefully touched his neck and some hard-to-reach places on his back. He always felt that after the [Blood Curse] was activated, those black snake-shaped scales grew back.

"It's okay, in two days... After the selection of warriors is over, Professor Snape and I will help you lift the [Blood Curse]." Dumbledore put away the broken [Locket Box], and after seeing McGuffin so suspicious, he comforted him.

McGuffin didn't believe the old man at all now.

Black stared at the broken [locket] for a long time.

In Black's ear... Phineas Black has been rambling, it sounds like... he wants to rescue the only surviving wizard of the Black family, and wants to bring Sirius back to the path of glory as a pure-blood wizard.

It wasn't until [Horcrux: Locket] was put away by Dumbledore that Black woke up.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Dumbledore, I heard from Harry and him (Black pointed to McGuffin) that you have already destroyed two [Horcruxes]. How many [Horcruxes] does Voldemort have?"

"If you count this, there are already three, how many do we have to destroy in order to win the so-called 'crucial ball' as you said and kill Voldemort!"

"Dear Sirius, don't worry...According to my estimation, Voldemort should have split his soul at least five times, or more...Otherwise, he wouldn't have felt the disappearance of his soul until now."

"That means?" Snape asked.

"At least one or two [horcruxes] need to be destroyed..."

"Is it accurate?"

"It is estimated that only Merlin knows... However, Professor Horace Slughorn once taught Voldemort... At that time, he had a very close relationship with this student, and he should be able to get some news from him. This is why I invited him here." Dumbledore said.

"The old spider? Him?" Black asked, obviously not having a good impression of the Potions professor.

Even Snape agreed with Black on this point, "If Horace really knew, he would never have told us... How could our Potions professor risk offending the Dark Lord and reveal this secret to us... Besides, he is also a master of [Occlumency] and Potions... Veritaserum and Imperius, these methods of instigmatism can only get false memories and information in his head."

"About this? There will always be a way... There will always be." After finishing speaking, Dumbledore turned around and began to stare at McGuffin.

"Albert?" he asked with a smile.

"Huh?" McGuffin's heart skipped a beat.

"In the past two days...Professor Snape and I have to maintain the selection of the top ten champions and prepare for the release of the [Blood Curse] on you. We are really busy. I have something to ask you...!"

Shir!I have cramps in my calves!

Listening to this guy's pleasant voice, McGuffin's legs were as soft as soaked noodles.

'Is this old bee going to poke me secretly again? '

"what!"

The voice trembled.

"Originally, I wanted Snape to teach Harry [Occlumency]. There are also some knowledge related to Voldemort and [Horcrux]... I also want to teach him personally. However, you see that the two of us don't have any extra energy now, so you can teach Harry [Occlumency] during this period of time. I know you have made great progress in [Legistry]..."

"You take the time to teach Harry, won't you?" Dumbledore asked.

"No!" Black and Snape yelled almost simultaneously.

The two looked at each other, stunned for a moment.

He took a sip of his head and spoke again.

Black: "Dumbledore, how could you let this guy... go deep into Harry's head, didn't you hear about my journey?"

"Albus... I can spare some time, just configure some powerful refreshing potions. What's more, didn't you and Fudge participate in the 'Top Ten Tournament'? Besides, there is Professor McGonagall... I can't help much there. I can teach Harry's [Occlumency]...even if he has a stone head, I will let it bear fruit."

Snape thought to himself, let this little lunatic get into Harry's head... It would be better to just hand Harry Potter to Voldemort!
'What the hell, as for? '

Watching the two overreact.

McGuffin felt a little unhappy.

'Although they themselves were reluctant to take over Dumbledore's task, the two spoke eagerly, as if Dumbledore's proposal was as terrifying as putting Harry in a lunatic asylum. '

At this moment, McGuffin felt that his self-esteem had been insulted inexplicably at this moment.

"Okay, it's decided like this." Dumbledore didn't explain much, he suppressed the dissatisfaction of Snape and Black, and then waved at McGuffin.

"You should go get something to eat, MacGuffin! If it's too late, Mr. Filch will get you in trouble!"

McGuffin stood up.

He walked towards the door, and immediately behind him came the anxious voices of Snape and Black.

"No, as Harry's godfather, I firmly disagree...let..."

"Yes, Albus, don't you know that the little wizard is...completely insane?..."

Shirley, these two guys actually stood together and loudly opposed Dumbledore's idea just now, talking about how absurd and unreliable it was, insisting that Dumbledore take it back again.

"There's no hurry...I need to tell you about what happened in London..."

After McGuffin walked out of the door, he heard Dumbledore's words in the room. Before he turned around and reached out to close the door, the oak door was closed by magic, and all the sounds stopped quietly.

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The next day, McGuffin pulled Hermione, and Harry, Ron and the others to the dining room, wanting to talk about the order Dumbledore gave him - to teach Harry [Occlumency], and Harry, Ron and the others also wanted to ask about McGuffin's itinerary for the past two days.

(Last night, after McGuffin went to the kitchen to fill his stomach, it was already too late, and Harry had already fallen asleep, not to mention that it was difficult to talk about these topics clearly in the dormitory...)
Generally speaking, the Xingqingtian students went to breakfast very late, but that didn't include today. When they entered the auditorium, the Flame Gate-the old classroom was almost full of students, and even students from other magic schools came there early.

Seeing this, Ron immediately rushed forward to join in the fun, "Did anyone in the school vote in their names?"

"Yes, Cedric Diggory just threw in..."

"That little white face!"

"Just a few days older than us!" said George and Fred sourly.

"Then you just accept it like this. I remember that you are going to use [Aging Potion]... are you going to get away with it?" Ron asked curiously.

"Don't mention it!" Jordan looked a little frustrated through the flame door, pointing to the four giant statues in the old classroom.

"Professor Dumbledore and the others brought these big fools back to life... They are guarding the Goblet of Fire, and any students who do not meet the age will be attacked by them if they try to enter."

"See the roster on the stone platform where the Goblet of Fire is placed? All students who meet the age limit are recorded on it. Today only those guys can put a note with their name on it into the Goblet of Fire." Fred interjected and added, "If you trespass..."

"...I don't want to face those behemoths!" Jordan Lee said with a shudder, "Why don't you try to defeat the phantoms of the Big Four later? Even if you don't become a warrior, I can tell my grandson in the future... Your grandpa is a wizard who fought against the Big Four..."

Jordan bent over, pretended to be old, stroked his long beard, and performed very vividly, making everyone laugh.

The Weasley twins giggled too, nodding in agreement.

"Let's go! Let's go over there for breakfast. I have something to discuss with you..." McGuffin refused to leave here, and Ron, who was fascinated by the Goblet of Fire, and Harry hid at the end of a long table.

Because this is the farthest from the flame gate, no one pays attention to it.

'nonsense! '

Even so, the MacGuffin pulled out his wand and cast a spell around the area that made the voices sound...incoherent.

McGuffin's unusual performance finally attracted the attention of several people.

Harry's expression also became serious.

McGuffin told them about his two days of adventures with Black... looking for [Horcrux]... Regulus, Black's brother's brave action 13 years ago, and the London incident he heard from Fudge Dumbledore... and what happened last night.

Ron took a big bite of the grilled sausage in horror and almost got stuck in his throat. He even drank a big mouthful of milk before swallowing it.

After finally calming down, he said, "Albert, what happened to you these two days is really thrilling and terrifying!"

At this time, there was another burst of exclamation, and people shouted the name of 'Victor Krum' loudly, as if the superstar Quidditch Seeker had come.

Behind him was a large circle of witches, who were very noisy.

It caused Harry and Ron to look away, unable to move away for a long time.

This made Hermione snort in displeasure.

She asked, "I don't understand why Dumbledore asked you and Black to carry out such an operation... Even for you, it's too dangerous!"

Hermione looked worried.

"Dangerous!" Ron stared enviously at the group of witches around Krum.

After hearing Hermione's words, he turned around and exclaimed with an incredulous expression, "Dangerous! Are those infernal corpses dangerous? Hermione, didn't you listen to what Snape said about the horror and evil of these monsters? But in front of the omnipotent McGuffin, they will only be reduced to a pile of ashes. Isn't the Dark Lord's mysterious mechanism easily resolved by McGuffin? It's a pity that these things can't be published in the newspaper... Otherwise, you will definitely be more popular than Krum, Albert!"

Hearing Ron's tone, he wished that a reporter would interview McGuffin now...or interview himself, and apply these extra exciting adventures to himself...to attract the attention of those witches.

"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed dissatisfied, "Be serious!"

Harry was very worried about Black.

"How is Sirius, the news is hard on him, isn't it?"

"He's fine!"

After McGuffin said in a deep voice, he tapped on the table hard, attracting the attention of several people, "Listen, you didn't realize the point of my words."

"My adventure with Black two days ago, and what happened with Regulus 13 years ago are things in the past.

"Now in London, what is happening in England is the most important, the most urgent..."

As he spoke, McGuffin told Ms. Hopkirk all the warnings she had given her.

"Barty Crouch is a traitor!"

Ron giggled, "You don't want Percy to hear that, he'll tell you all the time."

"Whether Crouch is a traitor or not is not important to me now... What matters is that Hopkirk's first warning, and what Fudge and Dumbledore talked about last night... all prove that London or England will not be peaceful in the future!... Hermione, will you write to your family to ask them to leave London in the next year?"

McGuffin asked gravely.

He said without waiting for an answer, "I'll go back to the owl shack and write a letter next, asking my family to leave England."

"Isn't it? McGuffin, didn't you hear that Fudge was going to send the Aurors to London to solve this problem?" Ron obviously didn't take it seriously, and he comforted everyone.

McGuffin ignored the rough guy and turned to Harry.

"Harry, will you write to your aunt and uncle?"

Harry's expression was immediately as if eating (si), ugly and indescribable, his eyes seemed to ask if McGuffin had finally gone crazy, and actually asked him such a question.

After McGuffin ate the last bite of bread, he picked up the paper and pen he had prepared earlier, and finally told Harry what Dumbledore had told him.

The task of teaching Harry [Occlumency] himself.

"Shall we gather at [The Room of Requirement]? Three o'clock this afternoon..."

"If you can't learn it, Harry, you can only learn it from Snape in a few days."

When Harry heard the news, his face was very ugly.

In fact, McGuffin went to the [House of Requirement] for another reason. He wanted to confirm the existence of the [Crown Horcrux].

(End of this chapter)