Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

325. Chapter 323 Discussion in Dumbledore's Office

    As the sun sets, everything on the ground is plated with a golden yellow.

    The setting sun strives to shine the last glimmer of light onto the huge castle of Hogwarts.

    The same is true in Dumbledore's Office, where the sun shines through the rectangular windows, and the delicate silverware stands on the slender legs of the table, quietly smog and swirling. Not far away, the glass container of the sword with Godric Gryffindor glimmered.

    Phoenix Fawkes stood on a huge shelf and made a strange cry.

    In addition, the office is quiet.

    Dumbledore's rare frowning, sitting on a huge armrest chair, pale blue eyes look at what is in front of him.

    On the surrounding walls, the old headmasters of Hogwarts and men and women were all intent, and they were all looking at the dark red nameplate in front of Dumbledore.

    This nameplate is the one Ivan found in the underground ruins, engraved with horrible monster patterns, and the human souls that are being sucked by it.

    "What do you think about this thing?"Dumbledore asked softly.

    "The horrible monster, the incarnation of the nightmare, the immortal existence, the food of humans and other souls!"An old man replied lazily, his voice full of banter, "Oh, it’s terrible, this monster should only exist in mythology!"

    He is Phineas Nigellus Black, Sirius' great-great-grandfather, Hogwarts' most unpopular headmaster ever.

    "But it appeared in Hogwarts, Phineas!"A savvy witch swayed the thick wand in his hand and said sternly, "Albus just told us everything, this monster appeared in the Forbidden Forest not far away, the boy named Ivan Mason's found it. ."

    "He is lying, Gryffindor's guys themselves can't be trusted, a group of devils who love the limelight."Phineas said disdainfully, "If he really encounters this monster, how can he get out of there. To me, he is a full-fledged liar! ”

    "It’s shameless. Just a few months ago, the child saved the life of your grandson and proved the innocence of the Black family."Dexter Fortescue's portrait shouted, he was a fat wizard with a red nose, "How can you insult him so much."

    "Since I mentioned my useless grandson, I have to…"

    "Okay, we should go back to the topic!"Dilys Derwent said slowly.

    She is an old witch with long silver hair curls and is the most famous headmaster in Hogwarts history, with portraits in many important institutions.

    "This nameplate and the monster above are obviously the magical creations of the ancient warlocks."Dilys went on to say, "They are different from the current wizards. We all know how terrible those madmen are. For the taboos, they can pay any price. It is not impossible to create such a horrible monster."

    "But with the changes of the times, they have all died out. No one has lived for thousands of years, even magical creations can't."Phineas retorted, "Now is not a ignorant medieval, old antiques thousands of years ago…"

    "Not all, not all, they have not completely disappeared."A weak old wizard said slowly.

    He is the author of Quentin Trimble, the master of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and the must-read textbook "The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection."

    "Those ancient warlocks have studied the Necromancer, Demon, and the magic of life beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Some of them may have escaped the trial of death."Quentin paused for a while and continued. "There are many methods known at the moment, but there is only one way to pass it through. We have discussed this topic many times before."

    "Everything is just speculation. Don't think I don't know. You have always been biased against Slytherin's outstanding students."Phineas said dissatisfied.

    "It's not speculation. The diary of the last semester has confirmed everything. Ivan's locket with a powerful magic power response should also be one."Dumbledore said with a ten-finger cross, calmly said, "The problem is that the number is left. He must have produced a lot. This is beyond doubt."

    There was a silence in the office and no one spoke.

    "Okay, okay, I don't understand why I brought the topic to this. We are talking about this damn nameplate."Phineas said rudely.

    “It’s true. In order to escape death, ancient warlocks and dark wizards have done a lot of research, and no one can guarantee that there are other successful methods besides making Horcrux.”Quentin said slowly, "According to the description, the monster is more like a co-creation of Necromancer and Demon magic. It basically conforms to all the features. Perhaps a dark wizard has directly made an evil transformation on his body… …"

    "Non-speaking, it is ridiculous, I have never heard of such magic."Phineas whispered.

    There was a sigh of controversy in the office, and other male and female headmasters also expressed doubts about Quentin's inference, because it sounded too horrible.

    "I seem to have seen the pattern on this nameplate."A dry voice suddenly sounded, the voice of the owner is a gloomy old man, he wore a very ancient style of the Black Wizard robe, "in our time, because Muggle world protracted war, dark magic once very popular, a lot of ancient The Magic book has not been destroyed, I must have seen this pattern on the magic books. But time is too long, I can't remember…"

    "Is this not saying anything different?!"Phineas said disdainfully, he raised the volume and overshadowed the voices of others. "No matter what the monster really exists, no matter what it is, I don't think there is any need to worry because it has been wiped out by the great Salazar Slytherin himself! ”

    He is proud of himself and is very proud of it.

    Listening to him mentioning Salazar Slytherin, other men and women old headmasters rarely rebutted, and they paid tribute to the four founders of the school.

    Dumbledore looked calmly at the nameplate in front of him and didn't know what he was thinking.

    At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly opened, and a robe with a black robe and a gloomy face stepped in.

    On the wall, all the portraits of the male and female headmasters were restored to their usual positions, and the serious face was sitting on the chair as if it had never been active.