I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

"Don't you know? There's a Horcrux hidden in your house." Li Lin turned to look at Lucius. "But you also know who's behind me, right?"

"Yes, yes..." Lucius felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He truly had no idea that Voldemort had hidden Horcruxes in his house.

More importantly, there was also a Dark Lord behind Li Lin. Being sandwiched between two Dark Lords, Lucius felt like his butt was about to split open.

"However, your current situation is not bad. At least Voldemort's lackeys have been sent along with Azkaban."

Li Lin offered a hypocritical consolation, as if he wasn't the one who bombed Azkaban.

"Think about it, now is the perfect time to do good deeds for the new leader. Why not hurry to Albania? When Voldemort makes a comeback, you might just be appointed as the Minister of Magic's eunuch."

With each sentence Li Lin spoke, the green light in his pupils would flash in unison, creating a stunning special effect.

Lucius, who had no idea what Li Lin was up to, was completely frozen in place, mainly because he was terrified by Li Lin's silent, staffless killing spell.

Having followed Voldemort for so long, he could still distinguish the difference between the Killing Curse and ordinary special effects.

“So let’s just go all the way.” Li Lin lowered his voice, his eyes cold. “Let’s destroy all seven of Voldemort’s Horcruxes and completely destroy his hope of rising again.”

"Anyway, you've already made your choice, haven't you?"

That last sentence finally made Lucius give up the fight.

More importantly, following Grindelwald is definitely a better deal than following Voldemort.

“Then what about the Horcruxes in my house…” Lucius gritted his teeth and looked at Li Lin.

"Voldemort must have given you a diary, right? This is it."

"So that was a Horcrux?!"

Lucius's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran down his spine to the back of his head. He had thought that was Voldemort's little gadget used to cast dark magic.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would probably only remember this thing a few years from now and throw it into the Weasleys' youngest daughter's cauldron in hopes of causing some trouble for the Weasleys.

After all, Arthur Weasley was responsible for searching various wizards' homes for items that might be imbued with dark magic, so using this method to get rid of the Dark Lord's traces was a clever move.

"Sir, I will go back and fetch it for you right away."

Lucius didn't even have time to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He only had time to bow to Li Lin before hurriedly leaving.

“Oh, this old viper must be afraid of you, Mr. Dumbledore.” Hagrid, a die-hard Dumbledore fan, burst into laughter, but his face darkened when he saw Li Lin.

Neither he nor McGonagall really understood why Dumbledore would agree to make Li Lin the vice-principal, and more importantly, let him be the professor of the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts.

In fact, Dumbledore didn't quite understand why Li Lin insisted on becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. In the short time they had spent together, Li Lin didn't seem as dignified as McGonagall had described; instead, he was incredibly erratic.

However, perhaps this approach would be better than having regular professors teach the young wizards...?

Li Lin skipped over to Dumbledore, jumped up and patted him on the shoulder. McGonagall, who witnessed everything, seemed to have her worldview shattered. Hagrid happened to turn around and didn't see this scene.

"Why do you have to walk like this?"

Dumbledore opened his mouth again, but then decided not to dwell on this strange question any longer.

The problem is that his not pursuing the matter doesn't mean Li Lin won't let him off so easily.

“When your feet leave the ground, the virus shuts down, and your intelligence takes over again,” Li Lin replied with a serious expression. “According to Durmstrang’s latest research, jumping often can help prolong life and increase wisdom.”

“What Durmstrang?” Professor McGonagall asked warily.

"Naturally, it's the paper that Grindelwald published in the newspaper."

Li Lin wasn't exaggerating; in order to enhance the prestige of Durmstrang, Grindelwald actually published several bloated papers in the Daily Prophet.

Dumbledore remained outwardly calm, but silently noted it down, intending to find an opportunity to read the newspaper later.

However, this was not the time to consume large amounts of sugar while reading the newspaper, and Dumbledore hinted to Professor McGonagall that she should come with them.

Professor McGonagall immediately understood, and the three of them left in a hurry without even saying goodbye to Hagrid.

At this time, most of the students and teachers at Hogwarts had gone home. Apart from a Squib doorkeeper, there were only earthbound spirits left in the entire school, and only three teachers remained.

Considering that Li Lin was unreliable, only two legitimate teachers remained.

On the way, Dumbledore briefly told McGonagall about Tom making seven Horcruxes. It wasn't that Dumbledore suddenly felt McGonagall had the right to know, but rather that he was afraid Li Lin might leak the information.

Rather than letting Li Lin cause further alarm, Dumbledore should tell McGonagall the truth now.

“Well, at least we have the upper hand.” Professor McGonagall finally recovered from the bombshell news about the Horcruxes, and at the same time, her gaze toward Li Lin became increasingly satisfied.

In any case, the fact that Li Lin made a special trip to report these things is practically a declaration of loyalty to Dumbledore.

"So which Horcrux should we deal with first?" Dumbledore asked.

Li Lin, who loved answering questions with questions, retorted sarcastically: "Where is the 'Always-Granting-Requests' room?"

100 chapters already!

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall exchanged bewildered glances. So, the first Horcrux was in the Room of Requirement.

For a thousand years since its founding, Hogwarts has been an impregnable magical fortress. The four wizards of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin poured their hearts and souls into its creation, and successive headmasters have continuously added to it. To this day, even Dumbledore himself probably doesn't know exactly how many spells and magics are buried in Hogwarts or how many mysterious rooms are hidden there.

The Room of Requirement is a mysterious room in Hogwarts that appears only when someone truly needs it.

Upon learning that one of Voldemort's Horcruxes was hidden in the Room of Requirement, Dumbledore's expression relaxed considerably: "It's a magical room. Once, when I wanted to use the toilet, I took the wrong turn and went inside, only to find it filled with exquisite chamber pots."

"It seems you have prostate problems. Are there any spells in the magical world that can cure prostate issues?"

Professional social worker Li Lin asked considerately.

Dumbledore nearly tripped on the steps.

Seeing that he wasn't getting a response, Li Lin curled his lip in disdain and muttered to himself, "He can't even cure his prostate problems, how can he possibly defeat Grindelwald..."

McGonagall kept casting glances at him, but Dumbledore pretended not to hear. This made Li Lin feel like he was punching the air, and he missed Lucius, who was used to his whims.

The three entered Hogwarts Castle. The stone walls of the entrance hall were covered with blazing torches, and the ceiling was so high that the top was not visible. In front of them was a marble staircase leading directly upstairs.

There are 142 constantly moving staircases inside Hogwarts Castle. Sometimes, not only students but even teachers get disoriented by the moving staircases.

Seeing this, Li Lin couldn't help but sigh.

"The designers of Hogwarts really have some ideas."

This sounds like a compliment, but Li Lin's second half of the sentence changed its meaning.

"I feel like he's the guy who's lying in the bed next to mine."

Professor McGonagall instinctively wanted to ask him where he had been lying, but Dumbledore wisely stopped her from asking any further questions.

This shows that Dumbledore truly deserves the title of wisdom.

Fortunately, Li Lin stopped criticizing or pointing fingers at the founders of Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, as Li Lin and his group walked past the third floor, several portraits on the walls pointed at the unfamiliar Li Lin and whispered among themselves.

"He doesn't seem quite right."

Sir Cadogan and another young knight whispered to each other, completely unaware that Li Lin had quietly turned his head and memorized their faces.

Li Lin never holds grudges overnight.

To Dumbledore and McGonagall's relief, nothing else went wrong, and they arrived safely on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, opposite the tapestry depicting "Trolls Beating Barnabas."

It was a smooth wall, with nothing hanging on it.

Dumbledore looked up at the tapestry and began to explain the story to Li Lin: "Mr. Barnabas the Fool was a wizard who made history by trying to teach a troll to dance ballet."

"I think you probably already know that the way to open the Room of Requirement is to concentrate on thinking about the location you need, and then walk through this wall three times."

Dumbledore said kindly, gesturing for Li Lin to set off.

Li Lin did not act immediately, but stared at Dumbledore seriously: "Let me confirm again, this Room of Requirement can appear no matter the location, right?"

A vague unease stirred within Dumbledore, but his composure as the headmaster allowed him to calmly nod: "That's right."

Overjoyed to receive confirmation from Dumbledore, Li Lin immediately closed his eyes and meditated, sketching out the general outline of his destination in his mind. He then walked back and forth in front of the wall three times.

A dark green metal door appeared on the wall. Just seeing its outline was enough to make one feel endless nausea and dizziness. The four sides of the door seemed to bulge out, yet they also seemed to be concave. Dumbledore suddenly felt an extremely deep malice coming from behind the door, and the entire Hogwarts seemed to come alive.

In the Black Lake outside Hogwarts, enormous tentacles tore through the tranquil water. The usually docile giant squid now writhed its limbs menacingly, its suckers contracting and twisting into a terrifying and blasphemous shape.

In the Forbidden Forest, those dangerous and magical creatures trembled and crouched low.

Rubeus Hagrid stared blankly at Hogwarts, muttering to himself, "My God..."

Dumbledore had never felt such profound fear, yet the door also stirred a fanatical emotion within him. Professor McGonagall's eyes had turned bloodshot, a result of ruptured capillaries in her eyeballs.

Compared to that door, neither Voldemort nor Grindelwald were anything but a speck of dust.

"Disappear immediately!" Dumbledore drew his Elder Wand and pointed it at the door.

The ground shook violently at Hogwarts Castle, and when the door disappeared, Dumbledore's face was paler than ever before.

The legendary white wizard was shocked to find his back soaked in cold sweat. Professor McGonagall had fallen into a coma, while Li Lin was still standing perfectly fine.

"Where are you thinking of?" Dumbledore's voice became hoarse. "I have never felt such a dark, malevolent, indescribable atmosphere—it's like the darkness of the whole world, no, a thousand universes..."

"That serious?" Li Lin scratched the back of his head. "It's just R'lyeh, you can just ram a fishing boat into it."

Dumbledore expressed serious doubt about this.

However, having experienced the fun of the Room of Requirement, Li Lin was not about to let go of the amusement before him. Before Dumbledore could stop him, Li Lin closed his eyes again and then quickly walked back and forth three times.

A plain wooden door appeared on the wall.