Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In a room deep on the second floor of the Wu Orphanage, Wang Xuebin and Dumbledore held their breath and stared silently at the scene in front of them.

A bed, a set of tables and chairs, a stand cabinet, and a thick, opaque curtain. These simple decorations accompanied Voldemort's childhood.

"...Watch the traces of magic..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's whisper, and looking at the traces after being burned by the fire in the middle of the room, Dumbledore nodded seriously and said softly:

"Yes, Tom, who is cautious and suspicious, has set up countless warning magic here...

Even for me, it is not easy to get that golden cup without disturbing him!"

The walls are covered with dense magical texts. As long as someone steps into the room, he will be tortured to death by a preset trap.

In the past twelve years, at least six people had been killed by this trap, and with their blood and life, they strengthened the power of alert magic.

"Can't you disturb him?"

Dumbledore nodded silently when he heard this, took out a light-out device from his arms, and gently pointed it, and the only intact incandescent lamp lit up.

"With Tom's fear of death, he would never make only one Horcrux, and a Horcrux can only retain six at the same time!

Once more than six, the creator of the Horcrux will collapse due to excessive soul tearing. In Tom's current posture, he should have made five Horcruxes..."

Dumbledore said, taking out the wand with his right hand, waved it on his body, and in the blink of an eye, the windbreaker and hat on his body turned back into a decent wizard robe.

It turned out that his clothes were transformed by deformation techniques, just like Wang Xuebin.

"... Before we can completely find Tom's Horcrux, we should try not to alarm him. Once we startle the snake, our plan will become very troublesome!

Wang Xuebin nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, turned to look at Dumbledore, who was frowning, and asked curiously:

"It's convenient to say, have you found a few Horcruxes now?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore recovered, looked at Wang Xuebin meaningfully, nodded gently, and said

"Five Horcruxes, I have found four of them now!

One is Raven Crowkin Crown, hidden in the Hogwarts house for requests. The other is the Slytherin pendant, which has been carried by Tom.

In addition to the Hufflepuff Golden Cup and the ring hidden in the Gunter family, we need to find...the last Horcrux is left..."

"Is that..."

After a long time of trouble, except for the diary in his hand, Dumbledore's other Horcruxes had been found...

This incident was a big deal... If he had taken out his diary earlier, he would probably not have to follow him.

If it weren't for the fear of alarming Voldemort, would Dumbledore have to be so scared?

It's just a trap. There is no trap that cannot be solved by an explosion spell. If there is one, then two!

"Okay...to be honest, I seem to have some clues about Tom's fifth Horcrux, but it's still unclear whether it is true or false.

If you need it, we will talk in detail after the matter is finished..."

After hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore had no surprise or surprise at all. He just nodded silently and said sincerely:

"If it were you, I believe that the day when Tom failed is not far away..."

"Haha...maybe..."

Wang Xuebin laughed dryly, shook his head, and did not say anything in detail. He raised his hand and a thick book of "The Book of Abraham" appeared in his hands.

"Well...beautiful magic... no matter how many times I see your magic, you will feel amazing..."

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, without explanation, opened the 320th page of the book and placed it on the floor outside the door of the room.

"I heard Mr. Lemay say that your talent in alchemy is no less than that of him, why didn't you stick to it later?"

While taking out various materials from the space, Wang Xuebin urged the activation technique, he twisted them into various shapes with his hands, and placed them on the floor one by one, while chatting without raising his head.

Behind him, Dumbledore, who was curiously watching Wang Xuebin's movements, heard Wang Xuebin's words, raised his eyebrows lightly, shook his head and explained with a smile:

"Well... I have to say that Mr. Lemay has a little over-reputation to me... My talent in alchemy creation is far from comparable to you and Mr. Lemay...

In my limited time, I would rather study some things that I am good at, such as deformation and magic...

If I have the opportunity in the future, I would also like to study the magical technology of the Muggle world. As for alchemy... To be honest, it is not my interest..."

Seeing Dumbledore playing with the light-out machine in his hand, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

The full name of the light extinguisher should be called the light source absorption and return device. Its function is very simple. As the name implies, it can absorb and return all light sources!

Doesn't it sound familiar?

If you don't understand this, let's put it another way, the small thing in Dumbledore's hand is a solar high-energy laser transmitter... I understand it...

This thing is a small toy made at will by Dumbledore when he is free during his holiday, using the scraps in the Nicolamee alchemy room.

That's right, it's really just a small toy. He just uses this thing to turn on and off the lights on and off. For him, the meaning of the light-off device is that he can turn off the lights without using a magic wand and achieve the freedom to turn off the lights in the bed...

Tell me you don't have talent?

Old Versailles...

"Okay...Okay..."

What else can Wang Xuebin say?

Say you think you have better talent for spells and deformation?

Nonsense, he didn't want to say anything...

The magical texts are carved on the ground, centered on the book, forming a triangle.

"...Oh... the banned magic circle isolates all internal and external contacts... I must admit that your thinking is indeed very special..."

When Wang Xuebin heard Dumbledore's words of praise or praise, he had no desire to speak.

Pull out your magic wand, rush down with the tip of the wand, clench your left hand tightly, and your right hand is palm-shaped. You use your palm to press the end of the wand, take a deep breath, slowly exhale, and press down suddenly.

In just an instant, the center of the book seemed to have turned into an orange-red mucus space, and the fifteen-inch magic wand tip was completely accommodated.

‘Puff~’

The mucus in the book seemed to have been in a pot, boiling and overflowing.

The surging and overflowing of mucus did not stop at all. It flowed from the book to the outside of the book, and from the magic array...

Gradually, the corridor on the second floor was completely moistened by orange-red mucus, and began to rush towards the first and third floors.

Seeing this scene, neither Wang Xuebin nor Dumbledore had any intention of making a fuss. He quietly watched the mucus, completely wrapped the entire orphanage, and then stood up.

"Are you here or I?"

"...I'll do it. The most troublesome thing has been solved by you. Leave the work you have done to me!"

"Okay   It's the same for everyone to come, please!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

'boom!!!'