Chapter 566: Victor Strikes

Arthur left the principal's office.
He didn't do it entirely because of Harry and the others. As the commander of this Hogwarts raid, he had more important things to deal with, and there was no time to continue to spend here.
We must know that their offensive mission this time is not only to kill the enemies within Hogwarts, but to rule Hogwarts. This will face many problems, such as the handling of the remaining prisoners, and how to deal with them. Those Ministry of Magic reinforcements that may be overdue.
The former is fairly simple, anyway, Chris has already built a new punishment room, so just throw all the prisoners in.
But the latter is a bit tricky.
To ensure that Hogwarts is not taken away again, everyone, including Chris, must concentrate and enter the highest state of alert.
In addition, it is necessary to open the seal leading to the secret realm of Freemasonry within Hogwarts, so that the reinforcements of Freemasonry can easily come in.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Harry and others.
The reason why Mike agreed to join them in this operation was just to ease the relationship between them.
At this moment, they watched Arthur leave the principal's room without looking back. First, they were taken aback, and then Qi Qi was relieved.
I have to say that the current Arthur has put a lot of pressure on Harry and the three of them, and they only learned today that this man who usually stands in the corner holding a sword and says nothing, has such a terrifying power.
If it were not to protect Dumbledore, ten leopards would dare not stand in front of Arthur.
At this time, the portrait of Dumbledore behind the three sighed slightly:
"You misunderstood, the kid was just chatting with me, and didn't mean to hurt me."
"Uh...this..."
The three of Harry were speechless, and Ron lowered his head and said in a low voice after stiffening in place for a while:
"We just...just worry about you..."
"What stands in front of you now is just a magical portrait with Albus Dumbledore's memory and way of thinking. I am dead, and the living will always be more important than the dead. Please bear in mind this point. ! So next time you encounter this situation, I hope that you can protect yourself as your top priority. Okay?"
Before Ron had finished speaking, Dumbledore's portrait rushed.
As soon as these words were made, the three people in Kazakhstan felt their hearts warm, and the atmosphere in the principal's office became calm again.
Immediately afterwards, Ron and Harry, who hadn't seen Dumbledore for a long time, began to confide to Dumbledore about their latest strange experience and how they appeared here today.
As for Hermione, rather than talking to Dumbledore like a child, she wanted to know more about magical portraits.
For example, what kind of experience it is to become a magical portrait, and whether the magical portrait is a continuation of the original owner's consciousness of the portrait, or is it a brand new one, but it is somewhat like the original owner.
In the face of these three people, Dumbledore must answer all questions, and smiled, as if enjoying it.
You know, making magical portraits is very lonely.
Especially the portrait in the principal's office.
Except for the portrait of the witch with silver curly hair, which can be secretly transferred to St. Mungo to let the wind go, the rest of the portraits basically only sleep or quarrel with each other every day.
The last time Harry came and saw Dumbledore knitting woolen socks, it was not that Dumbledore really wanted to knit, but was just passing the time.
So, as a magical portrait, Dumbledore actually really enjoyed the feeling of chatting with Harry and the others.
It's just that the good times always pass. After a long chat, Ron and Hermione both left the principal's office. Only Harry found an excuse to stay alone.
In the empty office, Harry and Dumbledore were finally left.
At this time, the expression on Harry's face gradually became serious. He stared at Dumbledore who was still smiling in the portrait, and asked in a somewhat puzzled voice:
"Principal Dumbledore, remember the last time you asked me to protect the invisibility cloak?"
"Of course. Is there something wrong?"
Harry was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said:
"I think you might be mistaken. Mike He... he doesn't seem to be interested in the Deathly Hallows."
"Oh? What do you say?"
"You know, Mike has been my good friend since I first entered Hogwarts. Therefore, he also knows that I have an invisible cloak you gave me. I believe that with Mike’s wisdom, he should It is easy to guess that it is the last deathly hallowed artifact.
So if he wants to, he can grab me to torture the whereabouts of the invisibility cloak. Even though I have learned Occlumency, in the end it is still very likely to reveal information about the invisibility cloak. After all, that's Mike, which is not difficult for him.
So I have always been very nervous, afraid to face Mike.
But as you see it now, I still stand in front of you peacefully, Mike never came to ask me about the cloak of invisibility, not once.
So I want to say, about Mike, you... have you got it wrong? "
Harry said what he was thinking in one breath, and then looked at Dumbledore nervously, panting.
You see, the pressure he has been under during this period of time is about to drive him crazy.
So he is now very anxious to get the answer of "Mike is a good man" from Dumbledore.
On the one hand, this is to help your friends get rid of suspicion, and on the other hand, it is also to relieve the tremendous mental pressure on yourself to a certain extent.
But Dumbledore in Wenyan's portrait was lost in thought.
After all, he was just a portrait of magic. Although he inherited Dumbledore's memory and way of thinking, he was not Dumbledore himself after all, so he didn't know how to answer Harry's question for a while.
Fortunately, Dumbledore's more than a hundred years of life experience helped him. After a moment of contemplation, Dumbledore's frowning brows finally stretched out.
He looked at Harry with a slight smile, and said:
"I know that I also have a deep understanding of Mike. He is one of the most talented little wizards I have ever seen in my life, and this powerful talent is making his inexhaustible colleagues and also let him He became a proud person. Just like when I gave him the elderberry wand, he was still a little reluctant. Such a proud person might not be interested in the Deathly Hallows, because He doesn't even bother to rely on this method to defeat death."
Hearing this, Harry nodded first, then as if realizing something, he opened his eyes and said:
"So, Mike's elderberry wand was given to him, not taken by him. You yourself gave him one of the Deathly Hallows, and now you want me to protect the cloak of invisibility?"
"Cough cough cough... this is not important, you can use this as another means of protection." Dumbledore coughed embarrassingly, "With Mike's current strength, as long as Mike himself is not interested in the Deathly Hallows, Then he will also become one of the strongest protectors of the Deathly Hallows, after all, the elderberry wand is still very good, he will not be easily taken away."
Harry looked at Dumbledore with dissatisfaction, obviously not satisfied with the answer. Tenjin
But in the end, he was relieved and accepted Dumbledore's statement.
After all, he didn't want to be an enemy of Mike from the heart, it was too exhausting, and the winning rate was too low.
When Dumbledore saw this, he continued:
"But you can't let your guard down. Harry, even if Mike himself is not interested in the Deathly Hallows, the people around him may not be the same. The temptation to overcome death is too great, and not everyone can resist it. Yes. Sometimes, the methods these people will take are more vicious than you think! So I hope you can continue to work hard, just like Ignatius, the little brother of the three brothers of Peverier, to escape death. Hunt down, and finally defeat Death!"
Hearing that Harry's expression became serious again, he clenched his fists, took another deep breath, and finally nodded at Dumbledore with a serious face.
"Good boy!"
Dumbledore said with satisfaction.
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Harry.
"Huh? I seem to hear someone talking about death."
"who!"
Harry screamed and turned his head away, and saw that Victor had already arrived in the office for some time, and was leaning against the wall, digging out his ears.
"Ah! Did you scare you? I'm really sorry."
Victor flicked the non-existent cerumen on his fingers. Although there was an apology on his mouth, his expression did not show any apology. Instead, he looked at Harry with bright eyes.
The look was like a traveler who had been hungry for several days suddenly found a table of feast, and wanted to swallow everything in front of him impatiently.
Harry naturally noticed the bad look in Victor's eyes.
Under the tremendous pressure from Victor's eyes, Harry couldn't help backing up twice, but still gritted his teeth and pulled out the wand from his pocket.
"Tsk tusk tusk, I already apologized, why are you really angry?"
Victor raised his eyebrows, and while witty words on his mouth, the fingers that had just pressed his ears flicked again.
But unlike the ordinary snap of the last time, Victor's snap this time directly popped a sonic boom.
"boom!"
A piece of fingernail roared through the air and pierced Harry's hand holding the wand in a thunderous manner, and then the blood-stained fingernail was embedded in Dumbledore's portrait.
"what!"
A horrible howl came from Harry's mouth, and Harry released his hand under the pain, covered the wound with his other hand and collapsed on the ground, the wand was thrown away.
Harry reacted the next moment, struggling to pick up the wand.
But at this time the wand had already been trampled by Victor.
"So now, Mr. Potter, and Principal Dumbledore. Could you explain to me what you just said about Death and Ignatius?"
Victor looked at Harry condescendingly. Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still sharp and daunting.
As he spoke, he pointed the finger that had lost his fingernail at Harry. The blue light flashed on it, and the condensed energy seemed to pour out in the next moment, hitting Harry's body.
Harry couldn't care about the pain in his hand anymore, he gasped hard, looked directly at Victor and said:
"Do you do this with Mike's consent?"
"Huh?" Victor's smile faltered. "Then you don't have to worry, you just need to answer my question."
"He doesn't know anything, just ask me if you want to."
Dumbledore, behind Harry, carefully bent over and avoided the fingernails embedded in the portrait, and came to the corner near Victor and said.
But Victor didn't mean to pay attention to Dumbledore, and continued to stare at Harry.
Victor was also a graduate of Hogwarts, and he had a clear understanding of Dumbledore's cunning and cruelty.
Besides, the other party is just a portrait now, and it is simply wishful thinking to get real information from his mouth.
Under Victor's gaze, Harry sweated suddenly.
He felt that he might be dying here today.
But at this moment, a dark purple light gleamed in the slightly dim office that had originally drawn the curtains.
Harry looked at it instinctively, and saw that Zhou Hong, who was in a transformation state, with a murderous whole body, appeared behind Victor at some point.
"Victor, what are you doing?"
Zhou Hong's unfeeling voice echoed in the office.
But after hearing this, Victor retracted the finger that was shining with blue light, turned his head and smiled:
"Zhou Hong, you came so fast! Don't worry, I was just joking with Harry."
Zhou Hong didn't speak, he just looked at Victor blankly, and the haunting purple light became a little more dense.
Victor shook his head helplessly, then smiled and walked to the door.
And Zhou Hong didn't mean to stop him at all.
It was not until Victor left the office that Zhou Hong lifted his transformation into the window sill~EbookFREE.me~ His face was also a bit solemn.
Harry scrambled and picked up the wand on the ground, watching Zhou Hong carefully.
Seeing this, Zhou Hong frowned again. He looked at Harry and said slowly after a long while:
"Dumbledore is right. You are like Ignatius now. The only difference is that Ignatius has only one death. But for you, every one is bewitched by the legend of the Deathly Hallows Everyone is your of death! If I were you, I would run away with a cloak. You know, Victor, I can still stop it, but some people..."
Zhou Hong did not go on, but turned to walk towards the door.
When he was about to leave the office, he suddenly turned his head and continued:
"Harry, don't trust others too much. You have to know that people's ideas can change. There are some things that others may not care about now, but maybe in the future."
After saying this, Zhou Hong's figure disappeared at the door.
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