Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 647 The Fall of London ([-])

"Well, it's about the same as I thought..."

Dumbledore said slowly,

"...It is indeed seven Horcruxes..."

"... [Tom's Diary], [Gundel's Ring], [Ravenclaw's Crown], [Hufflepuff's Gold Cup], [Slytherin's Locket]... Now there is only the snake beside Voldemort that has not been destroyed..."

"Nagia..."

Dumbledore said leisurely, his expression was confused... as if he had fallen into some distant memory.

"Albus, these are just six soul shards. If the Dark Lord imagined it...then there should be one [Horcrux]." Horace Slughorn reminded.

The old spider stared at Dumbledore in astonishment. He obviously didn't expect that Dumbledore... really figured out all the Horcruxes Voldemort had created, and it sounded like he had destroyed more than half of them.

"It doesn't matter, I also know what the remaining [Horcrux] is?"

Dumbledore suddenly shifted the topic a little bluntly,

"However, there is one more thing I want to ask you..."

Horace took a look at Dumbledore's expression. He suppressed his curiosity and did not persistently explore why Dumbledore kept the last [Horcrux] a secret.

"What is it?" Horace asked.

"You still have extra water of life, don't you? I know you will refine more potions. You had this habit when you were young..." Dumbledore said after coughing weakly.

"Are you... Albus... are you crazy? You must know that in your current state... taking the water of life and confronting the mysterious person is tantamount to committing suicide."

Horace yelled anxiously.I don't know if it's because my behavior of pulling wool was pointed out directly, or if I'm really worried about Dumbledore's situation.

"But it's the only way I can recover quickly. It's the only way...you know it, Horace!"

Dumbledore insisted that Horace give him the Life Potion.

"I……"

Horace Slughorn sighed heavily,
In desperation, he could only take out a small bottle of bright red transparent potion from his robe, and handed it to Dumbledore.

The old bee unscrewed the cork and downed it in one gulp before Snape could come over and stop the move.

Dumbledore's expression recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have been smoothed out a little, and he no longer gasped weakly and weakly.

He even straightened up and took one of McGuffin's arms firmly.

"Okay, McGuffin... Time is running out, shall we go first?"

"Now only the two of us can use the same method through the magic power of the World Tree... quickly find Harry and the others!"

After a brief explanation, Dumbledore directly pulled McGuffin to the edge of the suspended platform.

Finally, he ordered Fudge and other professors to appease and organize the students...

When the two of them find Harry and the other warriors first, they will join Scrimgeour and other wizards from the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, when everything here is sorted out, they can move that floating island (which already belongs to the British Ministry of Magic)...to London, and gather all the 'forces' together.

'This can be regarded as the most advantageous strategic weapon...'

Professor McGonagall, who came back from Madam Pomfrey... opened his mouth, but still did not object.

Originally, she extremely didn't want to involve the students in these matters.

But she already knew one thing from Professor Sprout... The secret realm of [Cultivation Garden] has been completely sealed off.

It seemed that Voldemort didn't intend to let these students go. Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, it was definitely not a friendly dinner.

The behavior of the Dark Lord after his comeback this time is too crazy, too bad...compared to 14 years ago...more confusing and frightening.

Even if it's for the sake of the students' future, they can't be allowed to run around... in this secret realm that has already fallen.

'Professor Dumbledore's suggestion is not unreasonable. '

After the order, Dumbledore, the old bee, directly pulled McGuffin and jumped off the floating island.

The two quickly landed on the huge World Tree trunk.

"Show your world tree seedlings... show it! McGuffin!" said Dumbledore.

At this point, McGuffin had no choice but to follow suit.

With an Irish-style green light shining, a very mature young tree... glowing with fluorescence slowly rose from the head of McGuffin.

The old bee smiled unceremoniously, and he also showed the World Tree seedling in his palm.

The vines in his hand grew rapidly, like blood vessels, directly inserted into the withered... thick bark 'ground'.

After a while, the 'ground' trembled and split,

Then, the black and white flower that engulfed Harry and the others, just like the same scene just now... began to grow rapidly, and it didn't take long to grow into a giant plant.
The black and white flower buds expanded rapidly, like the mouth of a giant python, and several petals opened directly... swallowing the two of them in one gulp.

Afterwards, these plants withered directly...and collapsed into gray-yellow soil, which fell to the ground like that.

Hermione above, Ron saw all this so surprised that his jaw dropped, but before they could react,
All the students on their small island were gathered by Professor McGonagall and others with anxious expressions, and moved to the ground.

They also have their own tasks to do.

……

'My mission...mission...must be fulfilled by the master's order...'

In the deepest part of Greyback's mind, a command was constantly echoing, waiting to be activated... waiting for the perfect moment.

Greyback sat stiffly in a wooden chair, and no one knew...or cared what he was thinking.

Or people already think that he can't have a mind.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic even removed the chains on him because of magic.

He's in... the Brain Hall in the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries right now.

He has been held here for several months like a 'living corpse' with a faint consciousness.

Except for the occasional reticent wizard who interrogated him, there is no one else to communicate with.

They said it was communication, but in fact the Reticents never opened their mouths at all, they didn't even use Veritaserum, and they didn't even use the Imperius Curse to interrogate him.

That was about Moody and Lupine the werewolf traitor, or the Auror office.

What the Reticents had done to him...was worse than the Unforgivable Curse...and no less than what Voldemort had done to him....

Of course, now he doesn't need to be interrogated at all.

These reticents could wring almost any message out of his brain.

(End of this chapter)