Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Dumbledore's appeal was straightforward, and Sherlock now finally understood why he had become so agitated.

He looked at the ring held in the old man's hand, and his face became solemn.

Logically speaking, based on his relationship with Dumbledore, the other party has already told all his biggest secrets and all his weaknesses in his life. Sherlock should congratulate and encourage him, but at this time, Sherlock is really prepared to do Yes, I really need to pour some cold water on Dumbledore.

"Professor, I may be able to understand your current mood, and I also know that it is difficult for anyone to refuse the opportunity to resurrect their dead relatives and make up for the mistakes they have made, but there is one thing I have to remind you at this time, I hope you can think it through."

Sherlock said extremely seriously.

"Since the story about the God of Death and the Three Brothers, the part about the Three Hallows of Death is true, then the description of these three items must not be groundless."

"You said that you obtained the right to use the Elder Wand from Grindelwald after defeating him. This is completely consistent with the way the legendary boss died. If you want to exert the full power of the Elder Wand, you must successfully defeat it. Its previous owner.”

"If this is the case, then the story represented by the Resurrection Stone is also true. How did the second son who wanted to gain the power to bring the dead back from the God of Death, humiliate the God of Death and resurrect his beloved at the same time, die? Compared to You must not have forgotten, Professor."

Dumbledore sat silently on the dusty floor. The moonlight shone on him through the dilapidated wooden windows, making the old man look particularly lonely and lonely.

"The Resurrection Stone itself is a stone that can bring people back to life. However, the resurrected person will only have a pessimistic mentality and can mentally torture people crazy because they can't get the real person they want to be resurrected. Peverley Cadmus, the second of the three brothers, used the resurrection stone to summon the soul of his lover who died young, but she was sad, cold and lonely. Soon the second brother was tortured by hopeless longing and went crazy and committed suicide. "

Sherlock looked at Dumbledore seriously.

"Do you live up to what Qie Meiyan said to me? Professor, death is never scary. Only the coward is afraid of it. For the brave, this is just the starting point of another great adventure. Once a person has accepted death, it may not be a good thing for her to return to the world. On the contrary, this kind of resurrection is just the selfishness of the living, a unilateral act by the living to satisfy their own spiritual comfort. Self-impressed.”

"The second child in that story chose to understand his own life amidst endless self-blame because after resurrecting his lover, he did not get the wonderful reunion he imagined. Professor, I think What you should think clearly now is, if you want to resurrect your sister Ariana, do you want her to live happily, or do you want to eliminate your own guilt and free yourself from regrets in this way? "

Dumbledore raised his old face, and the silver light illuminated the wrinkles on his face that had been marked by time. His silver-white beard reflected the moonlight, and his sapphire blue eyes slowly filled with self-mockery.

"I have always been regarded by the students at Hogwarts as a mentor who guides their lives, but in fact I myself can't understand some of the things I often talk about. Now I still need you to teach me, Sherlock. ”

He stood up from the ground with some difficulty, and Sherlock helped him.

Dumbledore then waved his wand and cast a cleaning spell on both himself and Sherlock. Then he glanced at the Gaunt ring in his hand, and his eyes no longer had the same excitement and reluctance as before.

He threw the ring to Sherlock.

"Leave it to you, use it as you wish."

The black ring felt cold in his hand. Sherlock held the Gaunt ring in his hand and looked at Dumbledore with a smile.

"You know very well, Professor, that if I destroy Voldemort's Horcrux, it will not cause any harm to the items inhabited by the soul. If you regret it later, you can still take it back from me. I guarantee you that when the time comes, Even if you put it on your hand, there will be no danger."

Dumbledore's face clearly showed a trace of emotion, but soon he shook his head with a bitter smile on his face.

"Forget it, I have also lived for hundreds of years. It is really time to look away from some things. The matter of the Resurrection Stone will be left to you to deal with from now on."

There was a slight pause in his words.

"So how's your day going?"

Sherlock put the ring into his robe pocket and said softly.

"I think there is nothing wrong with my initial thoughts, Professor, he does still have a chance."

Dumbledore laughed.

"Even if there are people like Riddle among my students, I still feel that as long as they are young people, there is still a chance. Human beings have never been a consistent creature, and they may completely degenerate in a short period of time. , it is also possible to face one’s past and embrace a better future.”

"Okay, Professor, it's late enough today, we should go back."

Dumbledore didn't make any immediate move after hearing Sherlock's words. He just waved slightly and let Fawkes fly to Sherlock's shoulder.

Seeing the confused look on Sherlock's face, Dumbledore said apologetically.

"Sorry, go back first Sherlock. It's already very late now. I've delayed your rest time for long enough today. I hope it won't affect your class tomorrow. I also want to visit an old friend next."

He did not elaborate on who this old friend was, and Sherlock was too sensible to ask further. Instead, Fox took him directly back to Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore was the only one left in the dilapidated house.

He first stood in front of the wooden window that was blowing in the cold wind from the outside. He looked at the silent and deep valley outside the window and was silent for a while. Then he stretched out his arm to catch Sherlock who had been sent back to Hogwart. tz, fox returned again.

"Come on, old man, we're going to that place today."

He stretched out his hand to stroke Fox's feathers with nostalgia in his eyes. Without telling the specific location, Fox had already taken him with him in a flash of golden-red light and disappeared from the spot.

In Austria, a lonely tower stands among a group of mountains far away from human habitation.

Dumbledore and Fawkes appeared together in the open space in front of the gray-black tower.

It looks lonely here, as if even the moonlight doesn't want to shine on this place. The gloomy towers stand on the bare mountains.

Dumbledore seemed to be familiar with everything here. He walked on the stone road and easily found the entrance to the tower, but he seemed to be very unfamiliar. He looked at the path above the entrance that he had just met with Sherlock. I mentioned the motto, and my face was filled with sadness.

Fawkes flew high, knowing that Dumbledore did not need him to follow him next, leaving only the old man to walk into the building made of black stone.

He went up the spiral stone staircase in the tower, his pace was not fast and slow, and it didn't take long before he reached the highest point of the tower.

This is a cold and simple room with rough and hard stones on the walls. The walls, floor and ceiling are all black. Apart from a hardwood bed, there is no more furniture in the room.

When Dumbledore walked into this space, which was more appropriately called a cell than a room, a skinny, shriveled old man was curled up on the hardwood bed and looking at him quietly.

Dumbledore and the old man looked at each other. Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other silently.

In the cell, there was moonlight shining through the only window that could exchange some fresh air with the outside world.

In the end, it was Dumbledore who spoke first. His smile was still as gentle, but the bitterness contained in this gentleness could only be seen by the old man opposite.

"It's really been a long time since I last saw you, Gellert."

The first-generation Dark Lord, who once led his own organization to disrupt the magical world of the entire earth, almost completely tore up the law of secrecy and exposed the existence of wizards and magic to the sun, had a rather sarcastic smile on his face.

"For some people, unless there is a place where I can be really useful, they won't risk being gossiped about by others, right?"

Dumbledore stretched out his wand and pointed it behind him, and a low stool appeared.

He deliberately controlled the height of the legs of the transformed stool so that after he sat down, he could look at Grindelwald instead of looking down.

"Even the way you talk is still the same as before."

Dumbledore didn't mean to be angry or affected at all, he knew that Grindelwald wouldn't think the way he said.

The two of them knew more about each other than they did themselves.

"You are older than before." Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore's gray beard, "How long ago was the last time we met? Ten years ago? Twenty years ago?"

Dumbledore said calmly: "It was fifteen years ago. At that time, Voldemort had just died. I came to you and wanted you to help me find out where his remnant soul was hidden and what kind of things he would pass through in the future. Way to Resurrection.”

"Oh, it was fifteen years ago. The twentieth century is almost over. I didn't expect to see you again before the end of this century."

Grindelwald grinned, revealing the broken teeth in his mouth.

"So you came here today, what do you want from me? Do you want to persuade me to go out? Don't think about it. According to our agreement before that duel, whoever loses will stay here for the rest of his life, unless the other person dies. "

Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh.

"At least at the time, none of us thought that we would live so long."

"You think I can't see such a small thing?"

"Yes, if you had seen one of us die early, you would have said a lot of words to ridicule me at that time."

Grindelwald stared at him.

"Don't tell me that you haven't come here after fifteen years. You came here today just to find someone to chat with tonight."

"Sure enough, no matter what it is, I can't hide it from you. You always see a lot of things before others. I really just want to come and chat with you."

"Even after all this time, you're still so boring, Albus."

Dumbledore shrugged. This posture made him look less like an old man with a beard and a lot of white hair.

"Maybe, but you won't guess what I found today, Gellert."

"You found the Resurrection Stone." Grindelwald said calmly.

The surprise on Dumbledore's face could not be concealed at all.

"Don't you see any information about the Deathly Hallows?"

"I am a prophet, but I am not just a prophet. In addition to having the ability to see the future after the fog, my most precious thing is my brain. You said it is something I can't guess, then Apart from the Deathly Hallows, what else can I not guess?”

"It seems that staying here for a long time has not made that wise brain rusty." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"So how did you find it?"

Although it was boring to talk about Dumbledore coming to chat with him in the middle of the night, Grindelwald showed his integrity and was very talkative.

"I didn't deliberately look for it, but when I was looking for Voldemort's last missing Horcrux, I discovered that the stone was actually made into a family heirloom ring by his mother's family, and was also made into one by himself. "Horcrux."

Hearing the word Horcrux, Grindelwald's lips curved into a hint of sarcasm.

This expression was not just on the surface like it was with Dumbledore at the beginning, that disdainful sneer was indeed his innermost emotion.

"Only the stupidest people would think of using such magic to extend their lives. In comparison, even that old idiot Nicoléme's magic stone and elixir are much stronger than Horcruxes. This student of yours He must have used this magic to split his soul more than once, right? I remember that he was a complete fool and madman."

"In your words, no one is smart."

"Because the majority of idiots in this world make up the majority." After Grindelwald finished speaking, he stared into Dumbledore's eyes without blinking, "So you have used that stone to resurrect your sister?"

Dumbledore shook his head calmly.

"No."

This time it was Grindelwald's turn to have a rare expression of surprise on his face.

"You can actually endure it? Or is there some curse placed on that stone that you can't solve?"

"The Resurrection Stone has the remnant soul of Voldemort attached to it, but I have a suitable method to solve the obstacles above." Dumbledore said softly, "It's just that tonight I was taught a lesson by a young man using the words I once said. So I changed my mind."

At the beginning, it didn't think that it needed to use weapons when facing such an opponent, but at this moment, it had to take out the weapons, otherwise, it would have been unable to withstand it. No matter how strong you are after being reborn from the ashes, it will continue to be consumed. Once the power of your own blood is consumed too much, your origin will be damaged.

"I have to say, you exceeded my expectations. But now I have to use all my strength." Following Cao Wei's words, the Phoenix True Fire converged towards it like an ocean embracing all rivers, actually taking back the Phoenix True Flame Domain. .

The blazing true fire of the phoenix condensed and formed around its body, turning into a magnificent golden-red armor covering its whole body. Holding a sword in its hand, it stared at the beautiful young master like a demon.

The beautiful young master did not pursue him, but stood at a distance, calming down his somewhat agitated mood. Although this battle didn't last long, her mood was becoming more and more exciting.

She didn't know whether she could really resist it until she faced the Great Demon King-level immortal fire phoenix. Her confidence came from what Tang San had given her before. And as the battle continued, when she really started to suppress her opponent, and relied on the colorful sky fire liquid to protect herself from the Phoenix True Fire, she knew that she really could do it.

Over the past hundred years, Tang San taught her many fighting techniques, all of which were most suitable for her to use. Just like the previous Netherworld Thrust and Netherworld Hundred Claws. There was also the sword Xinghan that had just cut off Cao Wei's finger for the first time. From Tang San's point of view, these were truly magical skills. After he slightly modified them and taught them to Young Master Mei, they were the most suitable for her to use.

The more he used these abilities, the more Young Master Mei could not help but become convinced of Tang San. When Tang San first told her that these belonged to the category of divine skills, she was still somewhat confused. However, at this time, she was able to continuously injure and oppress her opponents through levels. If it wasn't a magical skill, how could she do it given the gap in cultivation?

At this moment, all the emperors standing on the Emperor Tianzhu looked at this little girl with admiration. When the Phoenix True Flame Domain appeared, what they were considering was how long Young Master Mei could persist in this domain. The White Tiger Demon Emperor and the Jingfeng Demon Emperor were even ready to rescue them. However, as the battle continued, they watched dumbfoundedly. Young Master Mei actually suppressed a great demon king of the Immortal Fire Phoenix Tribe. In the true sense of the word, he suppressed him and even forced him to be reborn from the ashes. How incredible this is

Just as Cao Wei thought in his heart, the first-level demon king and the ordinary demon king are not the same thing! What's more, they are descendants of the top three powerful races in the Tianyu Empire. In terms of profound foundation, it is not impossible to say that the Immortal Fire Phoenix lineage is the strongest in the Tianyu Empire. After all, the Sky Fox Clan is not good at fighting.

But even so, they were suppressed by the beautiful young man who was one level lower. The Peacock Demon Clan doesn't even have an emperor now! More than half a year ago, the beautiful young man was still a ninth-level existence, and he was still participating in the Zuting Elite Competition. And today, more than half a year later, he can actually compete with the Great Demon King. If she is given a few more years, how powerful will she be? How long will it take for her to become an emperor? The emperors present felt a little incredible at this time, because the strength shown by the beautiful young man was really beyond their expectations!

The Sky Fox Great Demon King frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.

From his point of view, everything he had to do was for the better continuation of the monster clan and the spirit clan, and for the fairy continent to always exist as the core of the entire plane.

Why did he target this little girl? It was because when she won the championship, he felt something unusual in her, and also felt a stronger threat from her companion. With his status as an emperor, he could feel this threat, and the threat was not to himself, but to what he was protecting.

Therefore, he secretly guided the Dark Demon Great Demon Emperor to hunt down Tang San and the Beautiful Young Master.

After the Dark Demon Great Demon Emperor returned, he said that there was a power similar to the Sea God that blocked him, but he had destroyed it, and the boy named Shura was completely annihilated. The Sky Fox Great Demon Emperor really could not feel the existence of the fate that belonged to Shura.

Therefore, it only needed to strangle the little girl in the cradle, at least to interrupt her fate, and then the threat should disappear.

However, even the Sky Fox Great Demon Emperor himself did not expect that the growth rate of the Beautiful Young Master could be so fast. In just over half a year, not only did she succeed in overcoming the tribulation, but she was also able to compete with the first-level bloodline strongman at the level of the Great Demon King. The stronger her ability was, the more the Sky Fox Great Demon Emperor could naturally feel the threat from her. And this threat has risen to a new height.

The sword in Cao Wei's hand flashed with a dazzling golden-red light, and the sword of killing was slashed out. The sky suddenly twisted violently. The blazing sword intent directly enveloped the body of the beautiful young man.

Still using force to break cleverness.

The beautiful young man's face did not change, and he took the initiative to step forward, and another mysterious circle of the sky was swung out.

The extremely powerful attack of the sword was once again unloaded to the side. All the top masters present were top masters, and they all saw that the skill that the beautiful young man was using now was definitely a divine skill among divine skills. The opponent's strength was obviously much stronger than hers, but he just couldn't break her super strong defense.

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However, no one doubted the origin of this ability. After all, the peacock demon clan's best talent was originally Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. Her skills are similar to Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

After resolving Cao Wei's attack this time, the beautiful young man did not rush to attack, but just stood still.

Cao Wei frowned slightly. Is this little girl's perception so sharp? After he turned the flame into armor, he had other means. If the beautiful young man followed up the attack, then he would be sure to use this method to control her. But the beautiful young man did not move forward, so the ability that was ready to go had to be interrupted.

The war knife slashed out again, and the strong knife intent was even stronger than before. Cao Wei also followed the knife, and the man and the knife became one, and went straight to the beautiful young man.

The Tianc Ling in the hands of the beautiful young man once again turned into the mysterious circle of the sky, and in an instant, he switched his position. While resolving the opponent's attack, he also resolved the opponent's lock. And the next moment, she was already on the other side. The golden red light on Cao Wei flashed, and if she hadn't dodged quickly, another ability would undoubtedly have descended.

Fighting consumption! She seemed to be fighting with Cao Wei.

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