Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Michal flew around the black lake in circles, spitting fire from time to time, or diving into the lake and flying out again.

But after going back and forth many times, only shallow ripples echoed on the lake surface, and then quickly subsided.

"It seems that all the Inferi have been wiped out...or their rigid brains have finally learned to avoid danger."

Lupine said, looking back.

Only Regulus was left among Voldemort's Inferi guards, and he was still struggling weakly and ineffectively.

"Sirius, Regulus..."

"Burn it."

Sirius lowered his arms, not approaching his brother, and said coldly: "I will bring the ashes to my crazy mother."

Lu Ping looked at his face, which was almost as pale as an Inferi, and sighed helplessly:

"Sirius, don't be so childish."

"The war happened more than ten years ago, and Regulus obviously realized his mistake, even though he had no chance to look back..."

"If you dispose of his body so carelessly, you will regret it in the future."

"There is no shame in admitting that you are saddened by the death of your own brother, Sirius."

Sirius' lips moved slightly. He quickly glanced at the struggling Inferi on the ground, and then looked away as if he had been burned.

Although Sirius was regarded as a traitor and a disgrace by his family, and he despised everyone in the Black family, he had to admit that the brothers had been very close at one time.

Before Sirius entered Gryffindor, Regulus used to admire his brother very much. He was a follower who was so clingy that Sirius was bored.

"Dumbledore——"

The indifference on Sirius' face softened. He lowered his head, clenched his fingers involuntarily, and asked in a low voice:

"I remember there is a kind of magic... that can expel the necromancy in the Inferi and allow the dead to sleep peacefully..."

It was a profound and remote form of white magic that required powerful magic power. Among the few, only Dumbledore knew how to cast it.

In the past wars, they only learned how to expel or even destroy dangerous creatures like the Inferi. They did not regard them as their own kind, nor would they expend their own strength to give the dead a decent appearance.

This is also because Voldemort's Inferi are basically obtained by killing Muggles, and people almost never think about the possibility that their relatives will appear in the queue of Inferi.

But now, this happened to Regulus.

Watching his once well-behaved brother still driven by his enemies after death, despite the fact that they barely spoke a word afterwards, caused Sirius the ultimate pain.

Faced with Sirius like this, Dumbledore would naturally not refuse his request.

"When things here are over, I will expel the necromancy for him."

Dumbledore said gently: "Sirius, accepting the death of a loved one is a long and painful process. You can be vulnerable and cry. It's okay. We are willing to provide you with any help."

"But I want to tell you that Regulus must be in a better place at this time, without pain and troubles. When one day you meet in another world, I believe he will welcome you with a smile."

…

Wade walked slowly along the narrow road beside the lake. From his normal field of vision, there was nothing here. But he saw the green magic swimming slowly, like a group of small snakes lined up neatly.

Then, Lupine saw Vader grabbing something invisible in the air and pulling hard, and then he heard the clanking sound of metal chains colliding.

Suddenly, a thick green copper chain suddenly jumped out of the water, biting at Wade like a poisonous snake. Lupine raised his wand and waved, and the invisible barrier blocked Vader again.

The chain hit with a thud, but it still didn't give up. It stood upright and backed away a little, and then immediately attacked the two of them again.

"when!"

On the side, a spell fell on the copper chain. The chain fell to the ground as if it suddenly lost its strength, coiled around, and pulled a small boat out of the lake.

The boat exudes a green light and sails quietly to the shore, like a ghost in the middle of the night.

"Professor Dumbledore!" said Lupine.

Dumbledore nodded and said, "I asked Regulus to be quieter...Sirius is staying with him."

Vader looked back.

Sirius did not use the glowing spell, so Vader could only see a black shadow. He seemed to be kneeling or squatting, or in other words, like a big black dog squatting quietly.

Lupine once mentioned that after returning from Azkaban, Sirius became a little afraid of the dark. Although he always pretended to be nonchalant, he couldn't hide it from the keen werewolf.

Vader turned his head.

Although he couldn't see the person's expression, he could feel the feeling of losing a loved one over and over again.

With a "bang", the boat hit the river bank.

It was a very narrow boat with pointed ends, and it seemed that it could only accommodate one or two people.

"Vade, it seems you will be waiting for us here."

Lu Ping turned to the students beside him and said:

"I just discovered that there is no way to apparate here. I'm afraid the only way to get to the center of the lake is by taking this small boat."

"Dumbledore and I will go first. You'd better stay with Sirius."

Before Vader could speak, Dumbledore spoke first.

"No, Remus, I think maybe you need to stay."

"Dumbledore," Lupin frowned and said, "I admit that Wade is very good, but he is only a twelve-year-old boy after all. I think I am more suitable than him to face unknown dangers..."

"It's not a question of who is more qualified to face danger, Remus, and it has nothing to do with ability."

Dumbledore said calmly, and Lupin was about to say something, but was interrupted by his words.

"It's just that for Voldemort, he cares more about how much magic power can cross this lake. I think this boat is under a spell that can only carry one wizard at a time."

"Then Wade too--"

"He won't be counted. After all--as you said, he is only twelve years old, and his magic power is negligible compared to my magic power."

"Of course--"

Dumbledore seemed to be concerned that such words would be a blow to the proud teenager, and immediately said: "Voldemort certainly didn't expect that someone would be more talented than him when he was young--he always makes such stupid mistakes."

"You are too kind, professor."

Wade didn't think it was a big deal. His magic power was originally far behind Dumbledore's, and it was not shameful to admit the fact.

According to the customary saying in the previous life, Dumbledore had eaten more salt than Wade had eaten rice. He was talented, gifted, and had studied magic for a lifetime.

If he could be easily surpassed by Wade, a student who had been exposed to magic for less than two years, it would be too much to underestimate the greatest wizard of this century.

The two boarded the boat one after another.

The boat was cast with some kind of magic, and it did not shake due to the imbalance of force. However, the space was so small that there was no way to sit down, so Wade simply stood like Dumbledore.

A warm hand rested on his shoulder.

Dumbledore seemed to be worried that he would accidentally fall off the boat. Wade moved his neck, a little uncomfortable, but he did not reject the old man's kindness.

"Be careful." Lupin reminded: "I have been waiting here. If there is any change, I will find a way to go there as soon as possible!"

Wade said: "Yes... But it should not be dangerous to just take a boat. Voldemort also needs to travel back and forth safely."

"Okay..." Lupin took a deep breath: "If there is an uncertain danger, come back first, and we will find a way together, okay? It is not necessary to solve all the problems today."

Wade nodded and said: "Understood."

Dumbledore smiled gently.

Although Lupin said this to Wade, Dumbledore knew that he was actually protesting to himself.

This made the old headmaster feel a little strange.

This was the first time that someone doubted that he could not protect the people around him.

He could see that Lupin did not distrust him, but that he regarded Wade as someone he had a responsibility to protect.

Although Dumbledore was far more powerful than Lupin, he still felt uneasy and worried when Wade followed Dumbledore and left Lupin's sight to take risks.

Just like parents treat their beloved children, just like a miser holds precious jewels, carefully and cherishing them.

…

The boat has set off automatically.

It does not need to be driven, and it sails in a straight line towards the green light in the center of the lake, leaving fan-shaped ripples behind.

The dark lake surface is bottomless, and only the light at the top of Dumbledore's wand is reflected on the water, like star fragments.

Michal landed on the bow, looking around, spreading his wings from time to time, and spitting two mouthfuls of fire into the lake, as if he was still expecting that the missed corpses would come out.

Wade seemed to have a vision of a bear child spitting all over the ground.

Dumbledore stared at Michael, his eyes reflecting the golden light of the firebird.

"A very unique life." Dumbledore asked casually: "Where did you find it?"

"In the old house of the Gaunt family." Wade said: "I didn't 'discover' it - I 'created' it."

Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds: "... creation?"

"Life alchemy involves forbidden magic, but it can also be said to be an accidental product."

Wade didn't think there was anything that could be hidden from Dumbledore's eyes, not to mention that it would be more embarrassing if he was caught lying.

Therefore, he briefly told Dumbledore about his actions with Lupin that day, focusing on the figure who struggled in the fierce fire and even wanted to attack them, and only skipped the part where Michael found the resurrection stone.

Wade didn't know whether Dumbledore could resist the temptation of the resurrection stone now, but the fate of the one who got the resurrection stone among the three Peverell brothers always reminded him.

Dumbledore was indeed very interested in the figure. After asking a few questions about the situation at that time, he fell into deep thought.

The boat gently pushed the lake water, making a subtle splash.

This place is far from the shore, but Lupin always holds up the shining wand, and the figure standing like a pine tree is very eye-catching no matter from which direction.

Magic is a power related to the mind. Perhaps because of this, the people who have helped Wade will always repay him in different ways.

But this is not a cold exchange of interests.

Wade looked at the figure that was getting smaller and smaller, and suddenly said: "Professor..."

"Wade?" Dumbledore lowered his head.

"Why didn't you ask?" Wade said.

"Ask what?"

"How do I know all this... and why do I do this..."

It was so quiet around that you could hear people breathing.

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised, nor did he seem to be complacent about "everything is under control", but he sighed softly.

"You know, there are always some wizards who have the talent to see the future. For example, our professor of divination, Sybill Trelawney, her great-grandmother is the legendary prophet, Cassandra Trelawney."

"Sybill inherited some of her great-grandmother's talent, but she doesn't seem to be able to use it well."

"And in modern times, the most powerful prophet I know is Gellert Grindelwald, who can see fragments of the future."

"The prophecy made him successful and made it easier for him to succeed; but the prophecy also ruined him, making him ignore a lot of things... more important than life and death."

"Before you, I always thought that Sybill was just a fortuneteller who occasionally showed his talent, and Grindelwald was the only prophet in modern times."

Wade looked over in surprise, and Dumbledore looked at him with a gentle look with a hint of compassion.

"Ved, I don't know how much you have seen, but I want to remind you... Don't overestimate the power of prophecy, and don't fall into fatalism. Prophecy gives us guidance on our destiny, but only you can decide the direction of your future."

...

The boat gently hit the shore and stopped. In front of it was a smooth rock island, the size of a room, with a stone pillar in the center and a stone basin on top of the stone pillar.

The stone basin emitted a green light.

Dumbledore got off the boat first. Stepping on the black rock, he observed for a while and turned back and said, "Ved?"

Ved suddenly came back to his senses from his meditation and hurried off the boat.

Looking at the old headmaster's robe decorated with stars and moons, he was surprised but not too surprised.

No wonder Dumbledore never questioned it... It turned out that he had already concluded in his heart.

Prophecy...

Speaking of which, what is the difference between everything he knows and prophecy for this world?

Well... there is still a difference-

The future seen by the prophet will change with the actions of the observer; but the plot he knows is a story with a fixed ending.

He had messed up the story, and he was going to change it even more.

When people come to this world, they always want to leave something behind.

This world gave him a second life, so peace is the best gift he can give back.

Wade thought so as he walked towards the stone basin in the center.

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