Harry Potter’s School of Invincibility

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When the figures of Hogwarts and the undead boy reappeared, Harry sucked in the cold air at night, the air was very humid, with the breath of the sea. Mobile terminal

After a few seconds, Harry eased away, and he opened his eyes to find that he and Dumbledore were standing in this place now, a high black rock above the sea. At their feet, the sea was glowing with icy white light in the night, the waves were surging and violently beating the black reef. The waves rolled up by the amazing and tumbling waves, wet his hair and clothes.

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the cliff, and in the dark, the steep cliff was like a giant beast with an open mouth. Harry felt the cold water splashing on his face with the smell of sea. The cold made him shrink his shoulders. He also looked at the cliff, and there was goose bumps on his body.

"Don't you mind getting your body wet? The phantom can't be teleported inside."

"It doesn't matter, Professor, I learned well in the Goblet of Fire." Harry finished adding a bubble charm to himself.

"I didn't bring Fox, but let's take a risk and give it a try." Dumbledore suddenly became agile like a young man. He slid gently from the pebble into the sea, towards the dark surface of the rock The crack swam away. He drew his wand in his mouth and adopted the perfect breaststroke posture.

Harry quickly jumped into the water, swimming and following.

The sea water is extremely cold. When Harry's clothes were soaked in water, he became bloated and pulled him straight down. He took a few deep breaths and could smell the pungent salty smell and seaweed smell through the bubble head curse. He struggled to find the flash that was moving deeper into the cliff and became smaller and smaller. Light.

Soon, the crack turned into a dark underpass, and Harry could see that the underpass would definitely be filled with seawater at high tide. The muddy walls on both sides were only three feet wide, and under the bright light of Dumbledore's wand, the gleaming light shone like asphalt. Going a little further, the dark road turned to the left, and Harry saw it reach the deepest part of the cliff. He continued to follow Dumbledore, his numb fingers rubbing against rough, damp rocks.

Then he saw Dumbledore standing in front of the water, his silver hair and black robe shimmering. Harry swam there and found steps leading to a large cave. He climbed the steps strenuously, and the water rushed down from the wet clothes. He finally walked out of the sea, the surrounding air was silent and cold, and he couldn't help shaking.

"Fluorescent flashes." Dumbledore raised his wand, and the golden light of the stars lit up the space around them. In the icy and dark, they walked into the deepest part of the cliff with difficulty, followed the steps to a large cave, and the surrounding air was silent and cold.

"You can't be wrong. Someone tried magic here." Dumbledore raised his wand and rubbed his fingers on rough, wet rocks.

Harry didn't know if he was shaking like this, because the cold had invaded the bone marrow, or because he was also aware of the spell. He watched as Dumbledore continued to spin slowly in place, apparently focusing on something that Harry couldn't see.

"Harry, I'm so sorry, I forgot." Dumbledore pointed his wand at Harry, and a yellow flame spewed from the tip of his stick, and Harry's clothes immediately became dry and warm, like hanging on The roaring fire had been baked before, "A warming mantra popular in Demstrang."

Before he could say anything grateful, Harry found that the wand that hadn't been recovered from Dumbledore's hand was gradually shortened and turned into a silver knife, and he calmly waved the knife and cut his palm.

"Professor!" Harry exclaimed.

"If you want to find an entrance, you must pay a price, a price that can weaken the strength of the comer."

Harry opened his lips and said it was too late, but he couldn't help saying, "You should let me come, Professor."

"No, Harry, your blood is much more precious than mine." Dumbledore wiped his open palm against the surface of the rock, and shiny dark red blood beads covered the surface of the rock.

The stones rubbed on the blood rock shook and shattered, and the scattered stones piled up on the ground in disorder, revealing a doorway.

"Voldemort won't make people easily discover where he hides his soul." Dumbledore pulled his robe and walked over the scattered stones. Both his and Harry's wands were radiant, "He will definitely Take precautions, be careful. "

Dumbledore stopped Harry. In front of them was the incomparably wide Black Lake. Dumbledore raised his arm, his wand flicked upward, and the bright light flew out of the wand's tip. on the platform.

"The question is how do we pass? We can't ... can't we try the flying mantra?" Harry's eyes turned around, and he knew this must be a stupid suggestion.

Dumbledore didn't answer. His feet stepped down, and the tip of the copper buckle moved to the outermost edge of the rock by the lake. He held the wand in his right hand and extended five fingers forward with his left hand, as if pulling something out of thin air. Although there was no wind in the hole, his sleeves were shaking.

Harry also took two steps forward, and the lake water gurgled with a lot of blisters, like boiling boiling water. A thick green copper chain suddenly emerged from the depths of the lake and rushed into Dumbledore's palm, and Dumbledore grabbed it with one hand.

"Excuse me to help Harry." Dumbledore handed the chain to Harry, and Harry quickly inserted his wand in his trouser pocket, holding the copper chain in both hands and pulling it back.

As he pulled, Dingding Dongdong's iron chain hit the rock wall with a loud echo, and the copper chain dragged a white-sensen boat from the dark lake bottom. The boat with this snake-like relief bow floated towards the shore of the lake like a slightly upturned leaf, and approached them slowly with little ripples.

"Professor, how did you do it?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Magic always leaves traces," Dumbledore said, and with a bang, the boat hit the lake shore. "Sometimes there are very obvious traces. I taught Tom Riddle, knowing his style. . "

Dumbledore frowned, his gaze resting on the chain. "Harry, be careful. Stay alert. There are handprints on the chain's moss. It seems that someone has dragged it recently."

Harry heard the words and clenched his wand alertly, but in the end nothing happened. Harry looked down at the boat. It was indeed a very small boat: "It doesn't seem to be for two people, can it eat our weight? Will the two of us add up to be too heavy?"

"Tom doesn't consider the physical weight, he only considers how much magical power has crossed his lake. I think this boat may be enchanted and only one wizard can ride at a time."

"that……?"

"I don't think you will be counted, Harry, you are not young enough and not qualified. Tom would never have thought that a sixteen-year-old boy could come to this place. I think that compared with my strength , Your strength may be negligible. "

Harry's head was discouraged by these words, and Dumbledore probably realized this too. He added: "Tom is wrong, Harry, Tom is wrong ... Old people underestimate young people, they are stupid and forgetful ... Well, this time you go up first, be careful not to touch the water. "

The two boarded the boat, because the small space was forced to squeeze together tightly, but drifted calmly and smoothly to the lake center platform. Dumbledore took the lead and Harry followed.

Harry stared at Dumbledore's hand towards the stone basin, trying to touch the liquid. But he encountered an invisible resistance, his hand could not reach the liquid, no matter how hard his hand stretched down, his fingers seemed to be incomparably hard and indestructible air.

"Do you think the Horcrux is inside, Professor?" Harry watched Dumbledore's wand slowly rubbing over the liquid in the crystal basin, and the potion in the basin bubbling boilingly, followed by his wand. Leave to calm.

Dumbledore Dumbledore sniffed his nose with a frown, as if he smelled something strange, but then stared attentively at the change in the potion in the stone basin, then he raised his head and looked up at UU. I ca n’t stretch it in, I ca n’t separate it, scoop it up or pump it out, I ca n’t use the disappearance spell to make it disappear, I can transform it by magic, or change its nature in other ways. I have to drink it all. Drink up. "

"What?" Harry said, "No! But if ... if it poisoned you!"

"Oh, I believe it won't have such a **** writing book ... Voldemort will not be willing to poison people who came to this island." Dumbledore's expression began to dignified after he said easily, and Harry's eyes met See, "Do you remember to promise me before you come? This potion may paralyze me, may also make me forget the purpose of coming, may cause me to drink painfully, or anything else may happen, but you must Do n’t obey me Harry, your responsibility is to make sure I drink all the potion, even if I break my mouth and force it down, understand? "

"Why can't I come and drink, Professor?" Harry couldn't believe it. Did Dumbledore just think of people for benefits like that? He thought he could not let Dumbledore take the risk.

"Because I am older, I can cope more, and it is less important to you." Dumbledore's hand took the shell-like spoon placed on the crystal stone basin and scooped out a spoonful of potion. Alive, Harry. "

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