The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

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In the dark office, a white-haired old man in a purple wizard's robe sat on a tall high-back chair.

His eyes flickered, rubbing the ring on his finger, and a cold light flowed from his half-moon-shaped glasses.

The old man's entire body was almost plunged into darkness, and under the dim yellow light that was not very bright, his strange nose that seemed to have been broken twice looked a little weird.

I don't know what the old man thought, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"!!!"

Anton swallowed the ice cream in a panic, feeling the coolness extending all the way down his throat, and the whole body was stimulated with goose bumps.

He wondered if it was time to slip away.

Since Snape and Harry Potter have had problems one after another, old Deng looks particularly dangerous.

Murderous! Don't stay here for long!

then……

Anton gulps.

You have to eat quickly, and leave as soon as you finish eating!

Unfortunately, before he could finish eating, Dumbledore spoke.

"Anthony Weasley..."

"!!!" What? Why are you calling me my full name? What are you doing so solemnly? He has never been polite to Lao Deng, and it seems that Lao Deng has never been polite to Anton from the beginning.

Your name is so formal now, it will make people feel hairy~~~

How about we restore the relationship between the principal and the second-year ordinary students and maintain a little sense of mutual strangeness?

"Can you make a Horcrux casually now?"

"puff!"

Anton spit out the ice cream in his mouth, pinched his neck and coughed, and finally spit out a blueberry.

"What are you joking, I..." he said, raising his head, "!"

Old Deng Zheng looked at himself steadily.

That kind of weird gaze is so terrifying.

"I wish we could be more sincere to each other." Dumbledore smiled kindly. "You'll never know how far I've gone into Demention."

"..." Anton curled up in the high-back chair, looking weak and helpless.

"Tom can make a Horcrux by killing, but you only need to use a Soul Scalpel." Dumbledore stared at Anton, "I know, you must be able to make a Horcrux easily now."

Mom~

Old Deng, your expression is terrifying now, and the baby is scared.

Anton struggled to stretch out his thumb and index finger, and gestured with an extremely small distance, "Just a little bit, just a little bit."

Dumbledore sneered.

He raised his head and looked around, countless mists filled his eyes, and gradually, the entire office seemed to be shrouded in white mist.

Anton wiped his eyes and looked around, oh, there was fog all around, and only he, Dumbledore, and the table between them could still see clearly.

"This is a secret spell that blocks everyone's detection of what's happening in the fog."

Anton's eyes lit up, "It doesn't exist in the memory of anyone or things, which means that this information is hidden in the long river of time, so even prophecies can't be calculated."

"Is this the transfiguration spell of the Fierce Loyalty Charm?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and said with emotion, "It's really excellent."

"Anton..."

Lao Deng's eyes were faint, "Your appearance has quickly exhausted my patience."

Gollum.

Anton swallowed, his hand in his sleeve quietly grasped the wand handle, Tom broke both of his spare wands, and now he must be careful about Dumbledore's sudden release of a weapon to kill you.

The power of wandless casting...

Well, this thing really gave him the confidence to defeat Dumbledore.

But with a wand and the addition of the 'Tom's Wreck', Anton would still be able to escape from Dumbledore's hands with confidence, even if he was fighting the risk of being eroded by Voldemort's emotions.

"What do you think..." Dumbledore was silent for a moment. "What would Tom do if I died?"

"!!!"

Anton's eyes widened, looking up and down Dumbledore.

good guy.

You play so big, does Grindelwald know that?

Seeing Dumbledore staring at him, Anton thought for a while, "A comeback?"

Dumbledore laughed, "The battle game you are studying?"

Hehe, what do you know, old man, after I graduate, Voldemort will be Barbie q. This kind of battle chess, which was researched from the Hogwarts School on the battlefield of the decisive battle, will have irreplaceable symbolic meaning.

Just change the background settings a little...

It can definitely be sold all over the world for ten years!

At that time, Lao Tzu will not have to be troubled by worldly affairs, and he will play wherever he likes.

Are you financially free? Do you know how to accumulate family capital?

At that time, I will learn from the online game settings of the Muggle world and give the twins a few words. There are five pure-blood families and two intelligent creature groups behind them, and a wizard business empire rises from the ground. Do you understand?

Oh, and if you're asking about those backgrounds, it's the Weasleys, the Longbottoms, the Abbots, the Lupins, the Roziers, and the werewolves and goblins.

Hehe, Lockhart actually thought he had to rely on his connections?

Dumbledore crossed his fingers and stared at Anton, "I hope that when the time comes, as Tom's student, you will rely on him to help him manage and restrain the students in the school, so as to protect the safety of these students."

ho~

Anton sneered, "When Voldemort falls, I'll be the number one Death Eater that everyone can't wait to get rid of."

Dumbledore shook his head, "I will leave a memory ball to prove that you are the undercover agent I sent."

Anton still sneered, looking at Dumbledore, "You seem to think highly of your prestige, do you want me to read the front page headlines of the Daily Prophet a few days ago? You prove it? You think you are dead After that, your proof is still useless?"

When these big men were alive, they had a lot of prestige, and they thought that their words would be very useful after they died.

Heh, let alone Dumbledore, it is Voldemort, a devil known for the horror of death, who died once, and all those so-called subordinates were detached.

People take the tea to cool, hey, haven't you heard the words of the ancestors?

Are you going to put it on my head?

There are no doors!

It's none of my business!

Think I'm Snape?

Dumbledore just smiled, very wretchedly, oh, no, it should be weird, "Then there is no way, I will explain to them myself when the time comes."

"?????" An Dong's child had a question mark on his face.

"To put it simply, you help me make a Horcrux. I use death to lure Tom and his forces out. You are helping me prepare the resurrection ceremony, so as to take the opportunity to completely uproot them."

Anton frowned and thought, "You seem to be in the wrong direction."

"The most important thing now is to find out his Horcrux. Only by destroying those Horcruxes can he be completely eliminated."

"Yes." Dumbledore breathed out a little tiredly, resting one hand on the armrest, gently supporting his profile.

"It was supposed to be done."

"But, Anton, as I said, I'm running out of patience."

"You go to resurrect your teacher. You can ask me for anything you need, and let him summon all his subordinates~www.readwn.com~ Not one of them is missing, you know?"

Anton swallowed his saliva, looked at the big man's sitting posture, and shrank back on the high-back chair. "What's the use of this? If he can't be killed, he can still be resurrected."

Dumbledore sneered, "Then don't kill."

"Lock it up, and then slowly dig out the location information of each Horcrux from his head."

"As I said, you'll never guess where my Dementia research has gone."

There was only a white mist in the sockets of Dumbledore's eyes, and the mist was surging, as if mixed with the surrounding mist.

He raised his head and stared at Anton, "I'm impatient, this is the third time."

Anton blinked pitifully.

Omg~

Don't do this.

I am afraid!

Old Deng, what's wrong with you? Are you still the cute little old man I know?