Chapter 381 I Traveled Through Time
That night at the Ministry of Magic, Harry was back at 12 Grimmauld Place.
Molly Weasley saw that everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was injured, and she frantically wiped the blood from Ron's face with a towel.
Dumbledore led Harry up to the room on the third floor.
There were only two people in the room, and Dumbledore looked at Harry, asking what John had done to him.
Harry shivered as he recalled the time when his soul had been drawn out.
"Did he... hurt you?" Dumbledore asked the most critical question.
Harry was silent for a moment, then said, "No."
Immediately, Harry explained what happened to him when he was brought into the trance, and the death deal.
Dumbledore couldn't recover for a long time after listening.
He said, "The Resurrection Stone."
"What?" Harry looked at Dumbledore puzzled.
Dumbledore was in a state of sadness and regret.
"John and the god of death talked about the story of the three brothers," Dumbledore said with a wry smile, "the old fool was wrong again."
"Professor?" Harry noticed that Dumbledore's state was very wrong.
"We could almost end everything," said Dumbledore, who also showed remorse. "Tom was right. My mistrust killed him."
He understood the whole story, John didn't hurt Harry, but did something he couldn't do.
John destroyed the Savior, making Dumbledore's long-term plan a joke.
But it took him a year to accomplish what Dumbledore could not do in more than ten years.
And this plan was broken by his own distrust.
"That's a perfect plan, if there is no foolish old man." Dumbledore paid for his stupid behavior.
Thinking of his own plan, he looked at Harry again. In the plan he imagined, the soul in Harry's body would be destroyed, but it was not this way.
Harry couldn't comfort Dumbledore. His conversation with John made him realize one thing.
His identity as the savior is based on Voldemort's soul fragments that exist in his body.
So, did Dumbledore know?
As a Horcrux, he is immortal, and Voldemort cannot die.
What is Dumbledore's plan?
Could it be...killing himself?
Dazed by so many confusing messages, Harry asked, "John says I'm not the savior anymore, and about that prophecy ball, it's broken."
Dumbledore stared at Harry and said firmly, "Harry, there has never been a savior, all we have is here."
He pointed to his heart and said, "With a heart of resistance and love, everyone can be a savior."
"As for the prophecy ball..." Dumbledore sighed, "It contains prophecies about you and Voldemort."
Harry watched Dumbledore leave the house in a daze.
"Are you all right, Harry?" Ron's face swelled a little, but he still looked miserable.
He was worried about Harry and came up to check.
Seeing Harry sitting on the head of the bed all the time, he asked concerned: "Mom made some pies."
"How's Hermione?" Harry had a lot of news to digest.
When Hermione was mentioned, Ron also felt depressed, and he sat across from Harry.
"Not good, I've never seen her like this," said Ron sullenly. "She said she was the dumbest person in the world."
He tried to comfort Harry, saying, "We didn't know that at the time, Harry, we just knew you were in danger."
"But it was our fault, wasn't it?" said Harry. "Voldemort was going to die."
"Don't think so, Harry." Ron said hastily, "There is another person, isn't there? I heard it from below, and that person is as powerful as Voldemort."
After a while, Harry felt slightly less remorseful.
Ron talked about the man who showed up.
Neither Lupine nor Sirius knew much about it, and Moody told them the man's name.
Gellert Grindelwald.
Once the first Dark Lord, also Dumbledore's old enemy.
Lost in 1945, accomplished the White Devil Dumbledore.
Even if they didn't break the domain, Grindelwald must have a way.
This point is certain.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Harry looked at both of them, and it was Ginny who stood at the door and said, "Hermione is very sad."
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A black long-eared owl flew to New Zealand with a large bag of gold coins.
The Mottola Macaws are struggling with one thing.
A large bag of gold coins was violently smashed into their training ground.
The Chaser, wearing a red, yellow and blue uniform, lowered his broomstick to the bag and opened it. After confirming, he shouted helplessly at the captain's goalkeeper, "5000 Galleons."
"Again?" The captain of the goalkeeper came down very distressed.
Seeing this, the other team members also fell down, and the Seeker exaggerated: "Is this the fifth time?"
"25000 Galleons, enough for us to re-equip the Firebolt." Greed flashed in the batter's eyes.
The captain glanced at his team's mascot in confusion, and the batter whispered, "It's just some blood, why don't we sell it?"
"Spark is older than my grandfather," the captain became even more entangled, "We don't know what that person will be used for."
"If you can afford this price, that person is not easy to mess with."
Throwing out 25000 Galleons directly, such arrogance is definitely not for ordinary people.
The Mottola Macaws are not as strong as they used to be and they haven't had a strong record in a while.
Local Quidditch fans also have some opinions about them.
In addition, the mascot of the club does not belong to them, but to the club, so it can be said that they have no right to use it.
After hesitating again and again, the captain gritted his teeth and said, "We will do it secretly, no one should know."
The other team members nodded in agreement.
They turned their attention to the mascot again.
That mascot is called Spark.
It is a phoenix.
It is also the only domesticated phoenix besides the Dumbledore family.
A little blood can be sold for 25000 Galleons.
It is a fool not to make money.
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Johnny Silver Hands Store.
Tang Mi stared at the 25000 Galleons spent and fell into deep thought.
John sat there next to an unconscious Kim.
"Demagogic power, vicious curse."
Holding the ring in his hand, John looked at Jin, and one can imagine how strong his will was to be able to bring it back.
Taking out the box and putting the ring in, John cast a protective spell on the box just to be on the safe side.
"My lord, you don't have to take the exam today?" Tang Mi asked suspiciously.
John said mysteriously: "I'm taking an exam."
Tang Mi: "Huh?"
Tang Mi could not understand the meaning of this sentence.
John had the box in his hand, and the black long-eared owl flew back, clutching a water bladder bottle at its feet.
The red blood inside swayed slightly.
John said to himself: "It's time for the exam."
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night.
John opened the door of the Shrieking Shack.
"It should still be an exam today."
He took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was just time for the astronomy exam.
Casting himself a Disillusionment Charm, he made his way down the passage of the Shrieking Shack.
After walking out of the Screaming Shack, he found a stone and put the phoenix blood bought with a lot of money under it.
After doing this, he was going to go back.
As a result, Tom's dog ran over, probably smelling it, and there was a dog's face in doubt.
It seems to be thinking about why there is a familiar smell.
"Wangwangwang-!"
Tom the dog barked, but John was speechless, "Stop barking."
Hearing the familiar voice, Tom froze for a moment, and immediately turned around John.
John had to send it to find Fang.
After Tom left, John felt his eyes fall on him.
He hastily hid.
Coincidentally, the Whomping Willow sensed someone calling towards him.
He used capture magic to pin down the Whomping Willow's knot, immobilizing it, and walked back to the Shrieking Shack.
He paused as he walked up the stairs.
"Almost forgot about this."
Putting a box there, John heard footsteps approaching outside, and he went up.
Standing behind a door, he heard footsteps approaching.
There was a sound outside the door.
"Tell me, what should I do?"
Footsteps stopped outside, and a familiar voice sounded.
John looked for it, took out a piece of paper and wrote a sentence with a pen, and pushed it out through the crack of the door.
"Live to die."
Hearing the voices outside fading away, John opened the door and went out.
Covered with a phantom spell, he stopped at the stairs.
In the moonlight, he glanced at the man.
It feels really amazing.
Looking at my former self.
John stared at each other, what would happen if two people recognized each other?
The two selves appear at the same time.
Judging from the results of previous time experiments, it is likely to cause changes in future time.
John paused for a moment, still not trying.
Watching the other party leave the Shrieking Shack, John glanced at the Time Converter in his hand.
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