The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"What did you say?" Kingsley looked a little out of control: "Professor Dumbledore is returning to Hogwarts... Could it be that he is preparing to..."

Jon sighed and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Almost a year ago, when we went to destroy the Horcrux in Gaunt's old house, Professor Dumbledore had already been cursed by the mysterious man. A very serious injury..."

He choked up and couldn't continue.

But both Mad-Eye Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt already understood what he meant. This meant that Albus Dumbledore was willing to sacrifice his own life to buy more time for them to destroy the Horcruxes.

Kingsley clenched his fists hard. It was the first time in his life that this middle-aged wizard was so calm.

And Vance and Rozier looked at each other, as if they didn't quite understand what happened and what the hell these British people were doing.

"Cheer up!" Mad-Eye said with a serious face, "Our task is not yet complete...Kingsley, what is the name of Rodolphus-Lestrange's father?"

Kingsley seemed to wake up from his grief very quickly. He said in a deep voice, "My name is Rabbastan Lestrange. He was one of the first batch of Death Eaters. It's just that after Voldemort left last time, he also Then he disappeared and never appeared again; it turned out that he was dead."

"Rabastan..." Mad-Eye's magic eye spun at an extremely fast speed, scanning the names on one tombstone after another.

A minute later, he yelled, "Found it, here it is!"

Moody limped over and swung his cane viciously at the cemetery.

There was a loud bang, and the tomb split open, revealing a coffin made of marble.

...

"Master!" Draco Malfoy said tremblingly.

Without a doubt, of all the Death Eaters, he was now the most feared one. Because it was he who had introduced Voldemort to Hogwarts.

Although he had already been mentally prepared, his emotions were still on the verge of collapse in the face of such a Dark Lord who could fall into a violent rage at any time.

Voldemort slowly opened his eyes, which turned scarlet again.

"Draco, you've done a good job!" Voldemort suddenly revealed a ferocious smile.

His anger gradually calmed down.

I have to say that if you want to go to the cemetery of the Lestrange family now, it is a little difficult; you must know that apparation is prohibited within the Hogwarts campus.

So he can only return to the Room of Requirement and leave the school through the disappearing cabinet, but he will definitely encounter countless castle defenders along the way, and he will have to go through a tough battle; The plan to ambush Albus Dumbledore like that must have gone bankrupt as well.

If a Horcrux could replace the life of Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort thought it was very worthwhile. After all, the Horcruxes are gone, and they can be made again, and once Dumbledore dies, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, which have lost their backbone, will definitely look like birds and beasts.

"Master, look!" Death Eater Antonin Dolokhov pointed excitedly not far away. A white-haired old man is rushing here.

There was... a touch of Albus Dumbledore about him... Voldemort could feel it.

"Master, Dumbledore is really here!" Dolohov said excitedly.

Voldemort also took a deep breath.

As the figure of "Dumbledore" got closer and closer—until he came to the bottom of the Astronomical Tower.

Voldemort raised his wand, pointed it at him, and shouted hysterically, "Avada Kedavra!"

An extremely terrifying green light flashed, and that old white figure instantly turned into ashes.

"Dumbledore is dead!" Seeing Dumbledore disappearing in the green light, Antonin Dolohov laughed wildly and screamed, "He's dead... The Dark Lord killed him!"

"Dumbledore is dead!"

"Dumbledore is dead!"

All the Death Eaters celebrated this exciting moment recklessly.

...

This is a very fine mug.

Its owner was Helga Hufflepuff, and it was once the first Hogwarts vessel to assist house-elves in transporting magical food. It was kept in Hufflepuff House until Helga's death.

The two finely processed pure gold handles, as well as the symbolic exquisite carvings on the body of the cup, all present a heavy sense of history.

But now, it has become Voldemort's Horcrux.

Voldemort gave it to Bellatrix-Lestrange before going to Hogwarts Castle, and Bellatrix hid it in the Lestrange family cemetery middle. But only half a day later, it was able to see the light of day again.

"How are we going to destroy it!" Looking at the golden cup in front of him, Kingsley said with a serious face.

"Harry, how are you feeling now?" Jon turned around, looked at Harry Potter, and asked with some concern.

"It hurts..." Harry Potter still clutched his scar tightly, moaning in pain.

Jon frowned. He originally hoped that Harry Potter would destroy the Horcrux, but judging from the current situation, it was a bit unrealistic.

Then we have to—

He fumbled in his pocket, and finally found a somewhat dirty wizard hat that had been shrunk down.

After restoring the hat to its original shape, he whispered, "I command you to spit out that sword!"

The Sorting Hat looked a bit unhappy, but after glancing at Jon, a silver thing emerged from the middle of it, and the ruby ​​on the handle was shining brightly——

He holds the wand in his right hand, and the silver sword in his left hand, the Sword of Godric Gryffindor.

The Horcrux seemed to have sensed the threat, wisps of black mist emerged from the golden cup, and finally formed a ferocious black snake, roaring towards Jon.

"Is it still Tom's little trick!" A smile appeared on the corner of Jon's mouth, and he recognized what it was at a glance: "It has become what I fear the most, right? But, that is also what I hate the most s things!"

Only the sound of the heavy landing of the silver sword was heard, and the giant snake in the black mist was easily chopped off by Jon, and the first thing to bear the brunt was Hufflepuff's golden cup.

At that moment, it seemed that someone opened his mouth and screamed furiously, but no one could hear his voice.

The gold cup was cut with several very obvious cracks.

"It's over!" Jon put the remaining Hufflepuff's gold cup back into his pocket, and at the same time nodded to the rest of the wizards.

This is Helga Hufflepuff's relic, and it should go back to Hogwarts, where it should be.