Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

Professor Snape returned to the headmaster's office with the seriously injured Dumbledore.

Along the way, Snape did not inform the other professors.

The same goes for Dumbledore who woke up halfway.

The two tacitly did not speak.

While Dumbledore sat in the headmaster's seat.

Professor Snape took out a bottle of potion and placed it in front of him.

"Drink this and curb the curse on your hands.

"I've seen it when I came back, and this is probably the most useful method."

Said these words coldly.

Snape was about to turn around and leave.

"How long can I live?"

A weak voice behind him forced him to stop.

"Probably a year away."

Dumbledore frowned.

Such a short period of time was not enough for him to pave the way for Harry's future.

He had thought he would die before the final battle with Voldemort.

I didn't expect death to come so soon.

Yes.

In order to defeat Voldemort who might return from resurrection.

Dumbledore had planned his own death very early on.

Because that's all.

Only then would Voldemort feel at ease and boldly step into the trap he had set up.

"Severus, why?"

Forget about the future.

What Dumbledore couldn't understand at the moment was why Snape would betray him.

Turning his back to the old man behind him.

Snape was silent for a long time before asking, "Albus, why does Potter speak Parseltongue?"

Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, his eyes actually averted a little.

Fortunately, Professor Snape had his back turned to him at the moment.

He couldn't hear the answer from the person behind him.

Snape gave a mocking smile.

"Why did Potter have a headache when he faced that man?"

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Snape turned sharply and walked over to Dumbledore.

"Mr. Principal, I recently received news that since Mr. Potter returned to that Muggle family, he would dream of a mysterious person in his dreams at night. Why?"

Facing Professor Snape's every step of the way.

Dumbledore sighed: "Actually, there are many things I don't understand, such as how many Horcruxes Voldemort has.

"But why Harry became like this, although it has not been confirmed, I already have some guesses in my heart. y

Dumbledore glanced at his right hand, thinking for a moment.

"Ten years ago, Voldemort's death curse was blocked by Lily Potter's powerful spell, and the two died together."

"Voldemort, who has made Horcruxes many times, his soul should have become extremely unstable."

"Then part of his soul flew out of his body and attached to the only living creature at that time."

"Curse of the Gorefiend!" Snape said coldly.

Dumbledore looked at Professor Snape in surprise.

It seemed to be curious how the other party would know such an ancient spell.

As everyone knows.

The moment I saw his eyes.

Professor Snape's heart sank.

Unexpectedly, Lucas was right again.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"So, doesn't Mr. Potter become a living Horcrux?"

Dumbledore looked up at Professor Snape, but quickly looked away.

He turned slightly, as if he had done something wrong.

"Well, that's right!"

"Heh~" As expected.

Professor Snape sneered.

Immediately afterwards, an angry voice towards Fang Yin sounded in the principal's room.

"So Mr. Potter must die in the end, too, right?"

"I'm not sure. I'm also looking for a solution. If Harry can live, even if I die, I'm willing!"

Dumbledore stood up excitedly and said.

Unexpectedly, Professor Snape was not impressed at all.

He stared at the old man in front of him coldly.

Asked word by word: "If there is no other way, does Potter have to die?"

Dumbledore looked down at the ground and nodded slightly.

"That's right, if my guess is right, Voldemort has to do it himself."

"So, you brought that kid into the wizarding world just to raise him like a pig for slaughter?"

"Severus, it's not what you think it is!"

"You protect him just to let him die in the end?"

Snape asked with a sad look in his eyes.

To see him like this.

Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something.

"Are you starting to care about that kid?"

Snape didn't answer, but drew his wand and cast his Patronus.

I saw that graceful doe jumping happily in the principal's room.

Dumbledore was shocked.

"Lily! It's been more than ten years, and you still...

"Yes, always!"

Snape looked at the doe, and there was a touch of tenderness in those cold eyes.

"So, that's why Professor Snape betrayed you, Mr Headmaster!"

The sudden sound surprised the two of them.

The two looked towards the spiral staircase.

Lucas didn't know when he appeared there.

"Lucas Grindelwald!"

Hear Dumbledore whisper his name.

With his hands behind his back, Lucas squeezed the magic wand tightly.

"Good evening, Mr. Headmaster!"

"Welcome, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Seeing that Dumbledore didn't explode suddenly.

Lucas silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Probably because he didn't want Lucas to see him as weak.

Dumbledore was acting as he usually did when he made his way to the Round Table.

Three people are seated.

Dumbledore took out the candy skillfully.

"It's really amazing magical magic, it seems that you are much stronger than I imagined.

"You are too proud, Mr. Principal, as a teenager, if you don't have some unique means, how can you suppress my uncles?"

After Lucas finished speaking, he asked the house elf to bring a cup of black tea.

Seeing Lucas calm and relaxed.

Dumbledore sighed inwardly: "Tell me about your request this time."

"A request? I don't have any requests. On the contrary, I bring good news to Mr. Principal.

Seeing Dumbledore's curious look.

Lucas said with a smile: "My people saw Peter Pettigrew escaped in Romania."

"And he was seen holding a baby-like little guy in his arms, and they were on their way back to England at the moment.

"How, isn't this bad news?"

Dumbledore's face became very ugly.

Of course he knew what Peter Pettigrew had brought back.

"It's really good news, Lucas, what do you want?"

"Me? I just want to live a peaceful life, and earn endless Galleons every day.

It really was Lucas' dream.

With three or five girlfriends, I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, counting money until my hands cramp.

This is probably what all men dream of.

"It's just that someone with a bad brain intends to destroy my dream, and saints and Death Eaters are bound to be incompatible, so I have to prepare in advance!"

"Then these are your preparations too!"

asked Dumbledore, holding out his right hand.

Seeing the curse on the opponent's hand, Lucas frowned.

"It's really a terrible curse, and you still wear this Horcrux ring until now, it's not good for your health.

"I think it would be better for you to give this ring to me and let me destroy it, what do you think?"

See the greed in Lucas' eyes.

Dumbledore smiled and took off the ring and handed it to him.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Snape wanted to stop it.

It can be imagined that Lucas is not a reckless person, so he lowered his raised hand again.

Under the gaze of the two.

Lucas actually took the ring.

The black anti-magic force covered the ring.

The so-called curse and black magic were instantly broken.

With a little force, Lucas snapped off the black stone on the ring.

The magic of Purple appears with the palm of your hand.

A piercing wail echoed in the principal's room.

After a few seconds, Dumbledore said in surprise.

"It seems that this is not the first time you have come into contact with Horcruxes."

"certainly!"

After Lucas finished speaking, he took out the "Ancient Black Magic Records" and "Salazar Slytherin Research Notes".

"Mr. Principal, why don't you read the contents of these two books first, and we will talk after you finish reading them.

Dumbledore opened the two books and found a place to mark them.

But he was more curious now what kind of magic Lucas was using just now.

Because Dumbledore felt a mortal threat from the dark magic.

He felt the same way with the silent Professor Snape.

He looked at the blond boy beside him, his eyes full of inquiry.

Within minutes.

Dumbledore just read the contents of the two books.

At the same time, he already knew in his heart that the two people in front of him knew as much about the curse of the blood demon and Horcruxes as he did.

"Okay, I've finished reading the book, what's next?"

Lucas put away the two books.

Looking at the old man with a tired face in front of him, he said, "Principal, the three-year deal we agreed on at the beginning is over."

"Now let's talk about the future cooperation? I can help you defeat Voldemort, and I can help you protect Harry, and I even have a way to lift your curse!"