Vol 2 Chapter 1084:

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"So, Tom thinks the murder key or the dead hand, both are kept in the Department of Mysteries?" Dumbledore said slowly.
"It's not certain, Mr. Dumbledore." Rutherford shook his head, "No one knows his plan, and besides the known soul ring, only the blood cup and poison bottle are still being used by the blood family. Preservation, the remaining sacred artifacts have basically been lost, and the bone piano and the magic puppet disappeared together. People in the clan suspect that other sacred artifacts, such as the magic staff, were also taken away by the magic puppet The blood..."
Dumbledore nodded, "But I really can't do anything for the Department of Mystery Affairs. Those rooms have been completely sealed up and connected to the Ministry of Magic. If you want to open it forcibly, you must cut the connection..."
"Space cutting? The entire Ministry of Magic?"
Fanlin looked at Dumbledore in an incredible way. The Ministry of Magic is connected to London. It can be said that if the Ministry of Magic is to be cut off from the world, the destruction of London is the inevitable result...
To open the gates of at the price of a city, indeed, only Voldemort can do it, not to mention the consequences, regardless of power.
That is to destroy the entire British magical world.
"Professor, this is really crazy..."
"Wait a minute, Fanlin, we can put Tom's business aside for now, but for now, I think we have some other things to do."
"Issues?"
Dumbledore didn't speak, but just waved, and the appeared abruptly on the table.
"Some memories, I think, are useful, I don't mind sharing them with you."
"Memory?" Fanlin was a little confused, he wasn't sure if he had missed something.
"Of course, Mr. Rutherford can also come together."
"It's an honor!" Rutherford leaned slightly, expressing respect for Dumbledore.
"Where are we going, Professor?"
"Go back to Bob Ogden's mental journey," Dumbledore took out a crystal bottle from his pocket, containing a rotating silver-white substance.
"Who is Bob Ogden?"
"He was an employee of the Law Enforcement Department at the time," Dumbledore said. "He died not long ago, but I found him before he died and persuaded him to disclose this memory to me. We will accompany him to perform official duties. Please stand up, Fanlin..."
Dumbledore poured the silver substance in the bottle into the Pensión, and they began to spin and emit a faint light, which looked neither liquid nor gas.
"We are following you," Dumbled pointed out into the basin.
Fanlin bent his waist forward, took a deep breath, and dipped his face into the silver substance. He felt his feet leave the office floor; he was falling, falling, through a rotating darkness, then he blinked in the bright sunshine, adjusted it, Dumbledore and Rutherford followed Reached his side.
They were standing on a country road surrounded by tall, tangled bushes. The bright sky is as blue as forget-me-not.
Ten feet in front of them stood a short, fat man, who wore thick glasses that made his eyes look like mole spots. He was looking at a wooden road sign protruding from the thorns on the left side of the road.
Fanlin knew that this must be Ogden; he was the only person in his vision, and he was also wearing the strange clothes that inexperienced wizards often wear when trying to dress up as Muggles: this time, a men's dress and a pair The high boots were worn on the outside of a striped swimsuit.
But what is certain is that Fanlin has no impression of this person at all.
However, as soon as Fanlin remembered his strange appearance, Ogden took a brisk pace and set off along the path.
Three people followed him. When they passed the wooden road signs, Fanlin looked at the two signs on them. One pointed behind them, the way they came when they came, and said: "Great Hangleton, 5 miles". The other pointed to Ogden, which read: "Little Hangleton, 3 miles."
They walked for a short distance, except for seeing the hedgerows on both sides and the broad blue sky above their heads, the man in front of them who was walking in a man's dress, then turned the path to the left and disappeared in front of them. I found myself standing on a steep hillside, unexpectedly a view of the entire valley appeared in front of my eyes.
Fanlin saw a small village-undoubtedly Little Hangleton-between two steep hills, with a clear view of its church and cemetery.
Across the valley, there is a beautiful manor on the opposite hillside, surrounded by a wide green velvet lawn. Because the was too steep, Ogden had to jog down as he went down. Dumbledore also took a big step, and Fanlin quickly followed.
However, Ogden did not stop ~EbookFREE.me~ The path turned to the right, and they just turned the corner when they saw Ogden's gown disappearing in a gap in the fence.
Dumbledore followed him into a dirty narrow path, the hedgerows on either side were taller and messier than before. The crooked path was filled with pits and pits, and it was as steep as the just now, and it looked like it led to a forest below them.
Sure enough, the trail took them to the woods immediately. Ogden stopped, drew his wand, and the three of them stopped behind him.
Although there were no clouds in the sky, the old trees in front cast a dark and cool shadow. A few seconds later, Fanlin's eyes recognized a house among the messy tree trunks.
It seems very strange that some people choose this kind of residence, or let the trees grow around the house, blocking all the light and the valley view. He didn't know if it was inhabited here; the walls were full of moss, many tiles fell off the roof, and the rafters could even be clearly seen in several places.
There were nettles around the house, and the top of it had touched a small window covered with thick dust. However, just as he determined that no one would live there, a window opened with a click, and smoke came out of it, as if someone was cooking.
Ogden walked forward quietly, looking quite cautious. He just walked into the shadow of the tree, stopped again, and stared at the front door on which a dead snake was nailed. With a rustle and an explosion, a man in rags jumped down from the nearest tree and landed in front of Ogden. Ogden quickly jumped back and stepped on his own dress. Stumbled.
"You are not welcome here."
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