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

The door that appeared this time was not as extraordinary as the previous ones, but before Dumbledore could comment, the Elder Wand in his hand flew up automatically, inserted into the lock, and spun wildly.

Click, click, click.

Like the tolling of a death knell, a chilling sound emanated from the lock. Dumbledore saw the entire world inevitably heading towards its end, the stars in the universe going out one by one, and endless darkness opening its eyes—it was death, it was the end.

His body gradually grew cold, as if his destined end had arrived.

The darkness before creation swept through like the wind until Li Lin pulled the elderwood wand from the lock, and the wooden door gradually disappeared without a trace.

The walls decayed and collapsed, as if they had crossed countless years and reached their end prematurely.

Li Lin shoved the Elder Wand into Dumbledore's hand.

"What is this?" Dumbledore gave Li Lin a deep look. There are very few people in the world who can resist the temptation of the Elder Wand.

“The Three Brothers of Death.” Li Lin rubbed his hands together. “Their names are Extinction, Great Calamity, and Sorrow, and they can also be regarded as a triune deity. Extinction represents a metaphysical concept, the end of everything; Great Calamity is the embodiment of disaster, bringing calamities and wars to the world; and Sorrow is the god of death in the common sense.”

Dumbledore's facial muscles twitched; Li Lin's words were truly chilling upon closer examination.

"Try again, try again." Li Lin gestured for Dumbledore to move away. "I'll ask my wife. The climate where she lives isn't very good. It wouldn't be good if you got burned if you got too close."

He closed his eyes, and his demeanor began to change.

101 Minotaur Aesthetics

Li Lin opened his dark eyes, which remained calm and still, and stared at the door that had appeared out of nowhere, as well as the dark green table that had risen silently.

However, unlike the two previous successful experiments, this time there was nothing unusual. Li Lin opened the door and found that there was a storage room behind it.

Failed.

The Room of Requirement doesn't allow him to directly open the door to the Manor, and the previous two successes are likely because the Harry Potter world itself retains traces of those existences.

R'lyeh's coordinates are somewhere on Earth, and the magical world is rife with legends about the Three Holy Relics of Death, which in a sense can all be seen as part of those great beings.

Although Nian was an immortal being, he never left a trace in the Harry Potter world.

Li Lin calmly stepped into the Room of Requirement, his eyes sweeping over the piles of clutter around him. These clutters, collected and discarded by various people, were piled up to the ceiling.

Dumbledore followed behind him, and naturally, the unusual behavior of Li Lin did not escape his notice.

It turns out that all his actions were out of longing for his wife. No wonder he came here without hesitation and revealed Voldemort's Horcruxes... The catastrophe in the magical world must have left him with deep scars.

Even now, he continues to commemorate her in his own way.

Just like... Severus Snape.

With preconceived notions, Dumbledore gently comforted us, "That catastrophe caused us all to lose loved ones, but the dead cannot be brought back to life. We are alive precisely because of their wishes."

Li Lin glanced at him sideways: "...What the hell are you talking about?"

Dumbledore's expression grew even more amiable. In his eyes, the young man's character was no longer elusive, but rather predictable.

His emotions burned as fiercely as a flame.

Feeling he had caught Li Lin red-handed, Dumbledore smiled kindly and decided not to dwell on the matter. He turned to Li Lin and asked, "What is that Horcrux?"

“Ravenclaw’s crown.” Li Lin scoffed. “How can you be so lame? Three of the four founders’ treasures have been turned into Horcruxes.”

"Which three?" Perhaps because Li Lin had given him enough frights today, Dumbledore wasn't so surprised.

“Apart from Gryffindor’s sword, everything else was taken by Voldemort.” Li Lin said, then fell into thought, before looking up at Dumbledore. “Logically speaking, these things belong to the headmaster of Hogwarts, or at the very least, to the treasures of each house.”

"They should be covered by beautiful veils and protected by precious magic. Each generation of inheritors must go through a solemn ceremony before they can receive these treasures."

"And now, these treasures have been taken by Voldemort, his filthy and despicable methods infusing them into his soul, leaving his mark on their entire bodies. When you find them, they can only cry out that they now belong to that noseless bald man, defiled by him both body and soul..."

Li Lin looked at Dumbledore in surprise: "Don't you think this has a kind of Minotaur aesthetic?"

Dumbledore: "...No, I never thought that way."

He erased that memory from his mind without leaving a trace.

The reason was simple: Li Lin's description was so outrageous that even Dumbledore couldn't help but think about it.

Once you start thinking about it, you'll unconsciously feel like you're being cuckolded.

"The crown is here!" Dumbledore waved his wand, and from a statue in a remote corner, a long-forgotten crown spun into his hand.

This is a magnificent and exquisite silver crown, with a dazzling gemstone set in the center, which makes people unconsciously dazzled and want to possess it completely.

Unfortunately, Li Lin had no interest in Voldemort's playthings.

Dumbledore looked at the crown, a hint of regret flashing in his azure eyes.

All Hogwarts students know the story of the Ravenclaw tiara, the legendary tiara of Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders, which is said to bring unparalleled wisdom and inspiration.

Unfortunately, like the treasures of other academies, this crown disappeared long ago.

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore knew more.

For example, the bloody case hidden behind this crown.

Rowena's daughter, Helena Ravenclaw, jealous of her mother's wisdom and beauty, stole the crown.

In order to see her daughter one last time before she dies, Rowena asks Barrow, who has always admired Helena, to go find her. In Albania, Barrow finds Helena.

However, Helena was unwilling to return or hand over the crown. Barrow clashed with her and killed her with his knife. He then committed suicide out of remorse and despair.

Rowena herself never got to see her daughter and passed away in grief.

Helena and Barrow became earthbound spirits of Hogwarts due to their obsessions; the former became the Ravenclaw ghost "Madam Grey," and the latter became the Slytherin ghost "Barrow the Blood."

Moreover, Ravenclaw's tiara itself represents a legendary magical artifact, and there's no urgent situation now. If possible, Dumbledore wouldn't destroy this Horcrux immediately.

“However, I believe that Ms. Grey and the Headmaster of Ravenclaw are qualified to know about this,” Dumbledore said with a smile to Li Lin. “Until then, I entrust this crown to you for safekeeping.”

No wizard can refuse Ravenclaw's crown; more than power, boundless wisdom is the foundation of a wizard's existence.

Immense power blinds wisdom, while profound wisdom makes power bow down.

Li Lin asked in a low voice, "If Grindelwald cheated on you with Voldemort, and then came back to you to get back together, would you agree to it?"

A complex look flashed across Dumbledore's eyes. Why did this person have to bring up such a sensitive topic?

Before Dumbledore could answer, Li Lin waved his hand and said expressionlessly, "So I don't want this crown. To be honest, don't you feel uncomfortable wearing it on your head?"

Dumbledore's hand trembled slightly as he took the crown back.

No one has ever dared to belittle Ravenclaw's heritage artifacts like this. If Felix Flitwick were here, he would probably have challenged Lee Lin to a duel over this.

Seeing this, Li Lin sighed with emotion. It seemed that Dumbledore had come to terms with the current situation.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving now."

Before Dumbledore could stop him, Li Lin strode out of the Room of Requirement, his eyes darting around the portraits on the wall before finally settling on a portrait on the seventh floor.

A smug smile crept across Li Lin's lips.

Sir Cadogan was riding his pony through the streets in other paintings, having completely forgotten about Li Lin.

As a magical portrait, he is essentially a simulated personality of the person being painted, possessing a similar way of thinking and cognitive patterns.

As he moved from one painting of a forest to another of a river, and dismounted to rest, suddenly the world spun around him and went dark.

All the magical portraits on the seventh floor looked at the person with the stocking over their head with fear. Clutching the portrait of Sir Cadogan, they ran at top speed to the eighth floor, randomly opened a room in the Room of Requirement, and threw the portrait inside.

Li Lin never holds grudges overnight.

He reported it on the spot.

102 Li Dongfeng

Before Li Lin moved into the teachers' single dormitory on the seventh floor, Lucius Malfoy returned to Hogwarts, carrying a slightly worn diary in his arms.

Lucius was now only interested in passing this hot potato to Li Lin, and he didn't tell either his son or his wife the truth.

The era of Voldemort is over. Since he's already dead, let him die a more complete death.

Nothing could describe Lucius's state at this moment better than taking a desperate gamble.

Those extreme Death Eaters have already perished in the North Sea along with Azkaban. As long as he destroys everything left behind by the Dark Lord, no one will be able to identify him anymore!

Outside Hogwarts, after making sure Dumbledore couldn't see him, Li Lin took the tattered diary, and words flashed before his eyes.

Tom Riddle's Diary

[Second-Order Mental Aspect Wonder]

[Characteristic: Protection. This item sustains a fragmented soul.]

[Feature: Question and Answer. I will ask you questions, and you are only allowed to answer with your soul. The holder can communicate with the soul hidden within the diary by writing in it.]

[Characteristic: Skin Covering. Skin is not a single layer, history has more than one layer. What will I look like when I don someone else's skin? The holder will gradually be covered by the original owner of the diary during their interactions with it!]

[Description: Where a part of him was peeled away, a certain memory, like a lingering scent, remains. This protects a fragmented soul, allowing it to exist.]

The genuine article.

"Well done." Li Lin rarely praised him, and Lucius immediately smiled in response.

“Mr. Aatrox, I would like to ask what Mr. Grindelwald’s opinion is on the Dark Lord…”

Seeing that Li Lin didn't show any further reaction, Lucius mustered up his courage and asked.