Chapter 312: Resurrection stone

Thick black smoke swarmed out from the black gem on the ring; it exuded an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
Voldemort did not use black magic for protection around Ravenclaw's crown, because he was worried that Dumbledore would be aware of using black magic at Hogwarts; nor did he apply protection around the diary and Hufflepuff’s golden cup. The black magic, because he thinks they will be safely kept by Malfoy and Bellatrix...
But Slytherin's locket and Marvolo Gunter's ring, two separate Horcruxes placed outside, are guarded by very complicated black magic to prevent others from destroying...
If you guessed correctly, the black smoke in front of you is the culprit who abolished Dumbledore's hand in his previous life and left him with less than a year of life!
But this time, since Dumbledore was prevented from directly contacting it--
"Fox!" Jon yelled.
He has to try a safer method.
The bright red bird heard Jon’s order, and rushed to the black smoke recklessly, and completely enveloped the black smoke with her golden wings; then, he heard the screams of the phoenix, gold, red and Black blends into one.
Fox's eyes became sad, and the cry gradually made a suffocating sound. The golden feathers were polluted by black, and the tail feathers fell off a little...
At last she let out a scream and turned into a huge fireball; then she disappeared completely, leaving only a pile of ashes on the floor that had not been completely extinguished.
...
Albus Dumbledore struggled to get up from the ground with a cane.
"Thank you... Jon..." Dumbledore said with a weak face: "I'm sorry, I lost my mind..."
"The Horcrux..." Jon quickly reminded: "This is a Horcrux, Professor, cut it into pieces!"
Dumbledore raised the Gryffindor sword with a trembling left hand, then shook his head slightly and put down the sword in his hand.
"It's up to you!" His eyes were still staring at the emblem on the black gem.
Jon shook his head helplessly, took out the Mithra core from his pocket, and at the same time picked up the magic wand: "I suggest you go out quickly, Li Huo will definitely burn the entire old Gunter house to ruins! "
Dumbledore nodded, and stepped out of the hut on crutches.
A handful of hair-like flames, yet constantly exuding a violent aura, began to fly into the silver Mithra core.
Then, extremely terrifying flames swarmed out from the small silver box in all directions, turning into a huge basilisk, into a ferocious griffin, and into a terrifying giant eagle...
With a wave of Jon's wand, the silver octahedron returned to his hand, and then he left Gunter's old house without looking back.
He only heard the sad cry of Voldemort's soul from the ring behind.
...
After more than ten minutes, when it was confirmed that Voldemort's soul had no residue left, Jon reopened the door of Gunter's old house.
The behemoths of flames raging in the house whizzed towards the door, making people feel the oncoming heat... Jon just gently threw Grindelwald's Mithra core forward. , While suspending it in the air with a magic wand.
The flame behemoths were quickly attracted by the silver regular octahedron, they began to return to it little by little, and retracted back... A few minutes later, Li Huo had reverted to the original hair-like form, and flew out of Mitte again. Pull the core.
"Clear water like a spring (aguanti)!" Jon whispered towards it.
A strong jet of water sprayed onto the small group of Li Huo, even though Li Huo struggled desperately in it, it gradually extinguished in the end...
In theory, ordinary water cannot extinguish a fierce fire, but when the order of magnitude reaches a large difference, the result will change.
Jon began to look around. The entire Old Gunter house has been raged in a mess... The ring has also been burned, and the surrounding area is full of black, between liquid and solid, squirming soft substance.
"This is the form of the soul?" Jon said softly.
Finally, among the fragments of the ring, he saw a black stone
A stone the size of a thumb cover looks very ordinary, exuding a soft luster...It is intact, as one of the deathly hallows, even if it is fierce, it can't leave any traces on it.
Dumbledore had walked up to it with a cane... and then took it into his hand carefully and shaking.
...
Albus Dumbledore closed his eyes and turned the stone in his hand three times.
He is very skilled in this scene, because he has practiced it many times in his memory...
Soon, he knew that he had succeeded, because he could hear a slight movement around him, and a figure appeared in Gunter's old house.
He opened his eyes again and looked at the people in front of him.
Dumbledore knew that these were neither ghosts nor real people, but memories that had been frozen in his mind. They walked towards him-it seemed more illusory than living people, but more real than ghosts.
Everyone looked at him, almost all with the same loving smile on his face.
Percival Dumbledore, he still wore the same black robe that he had been on trial in Wizengamore... This was the last time Albus saw his father. Then he killed three people for violating confidentiality laws. The underage Muggle was sentenced to life imprisonment and died in Azkaban three years later.
Candela Dumbledore, she looked very young, much younger than Albus remembered. She kindly and kindly looked at her eldest son, who was over a hundred years old with white hair, and touched her tears .
And... Ariana Dumbledore, Ariana wore her favorite dress when she was six years old. She hadn't been violated by the three Muggle boys at the time, and her magic had not yet been completed. Out of control... She was the happiest of all, she looked at her brother's face so eagerly, as if it had never been enough.
More and more figures appeared behind them.
Marlene McKinnon smiled shyly at the principal, then lowered her head and hid behind her husband Ronald McKinnon.
Gideon Prewitt patted his brother Fabian Prewitt on the shoulder, while enthusiastically waving at Dumbledore.
Edgar Burns still had that faceless indifference, and nodded at Dumbledore, but the joy on his face could not be concealed.
...
Dumbledore stretched out his hand, feeling the soft words of relatives, friends and students he hadn't seen for a long time, watching their faces with tears...
He bit his lip, and despite his reluctance, he finally made a decision.
Closing his eyes, he threw the stone the size of a fingernail behind him.
"Jon, you hold it." He said calmly.
Jon Hart took the Resurrection Stone~EbookFREE.me~ and gave Professor Dumbledore a look in amazement.
"This thing is of no use to me." Jon replied honestly: "All of my cherished people are still alive."
"That's why you are qualified to use it!" Dumbledore has wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "And I can't... If you leave it to me, I will only be immersed in it and cannot extricate myself..."
"Well..." Jon curled his lips: "I can help you keep it temporarily."
Albus Dumbledore had already picked up the crutches in one hand and the sharp sword in the other. He turned around and gently said to Jon, "Thank you for your help over the years, Jon... ...I hope we can meet next time soon."
"I am also grateful for your care for me." Jon also said with a serious face, and at the same time bowed deeply at Jon: "I can only help you so much. I wish you a good future. Good luck and long life!"
"Then, goodbye..." Dumbledore waved gently.
Then only a "pop" was heard, and he apparated and left.
...
Jon put on his black hood again and left Gunter's old house.
Unlike Dumbledore, he still doesn't Apparate, so he has to find a Muggle town to stay for one night, and leave here tomorrow.
As he walked along the road, Jon thought secretly--
Dumbledore didn't know how to use Apparition to send me a ride. It's really impossible to leave Fox behind!
Wait, Fox... Jon couldn't help but froze:
If he remembers correctly, Fox’s remains should still be in Gunter’s old house, Dumbledore and he had forgotten her...
"Damn it!" Jon slapped his forehead, quickly turned around, and ran back towards Gunter's old house.
(End of Volume One)