Vol 2 Chapter 1190:

"I see, Professor Dumbledore..."
"Well, you go back first, I still need Fanlin to help me."
"Your body?"
"It's nothing, after all... I'm also very old..."
Harry's heart was shocked, and until now, he really realized why Dumbledore became so anxious.
Dumbledore is already very old, just like all old people, maybe Dumbledore will leave that day, maybe there will be a long life, or this time is very fast?
Harry didn't dare to think anymore.
The first second was still ambitious, the next second Dumbledore will go...
? ?
But Dumbledore didn't seem to intend to continue pestering Harry, and Harry had to leave here by himself.
This is not the first time, is it...
The door closed, and the sound of the stone beast's turning disappeared, and the principal's office became calm again. Fox stood on Fanlin's shoulder and rubbed his head gently against Fanlin's cheek.
Little Phoenix seems a little upset. Fox hasn't spent too long since the last rebirth. Instinctively, Fox needs some protection...
"How is your body?"
"Not so good, you can see that now, I am not very good at controlling my magic power."
"Why, because of the dead?" Fanlin paused, while gently stroking Fox's neck with his hand, which seemed to make Little Phoenix more stable.
"Nick said you would have noticed that at first I didn't think so. It seems that I still underestimated my own control ability." Dumbledore said, his face quickly changed to pale blue, a pale blue. The fine lines of Dumbledore spread from the corner of Dumbledore's eyes, like a spider web, and quickly covered the location of the temple.
Different from the usual appearance, Dumbledore's pupils remained pure blue only in the center, but the white part of his eyes had a faint blackening tendency.
It felt like a hollow, and in the eyes, the flashing flame made Fanlin feel very uncomfortable.
Pulling out the magic wand and waving it lightly, the surrounding portraits are immediately enveloped in a layer of black mist.
"Your strength is much better than I thought." Dumbledore said somewhat unexpectedly. It was already warming up, but Dumbledore spit out a white mist.
Fox became more restless, and seemed to run away from here at any time.
"Relax, Fox... Relax..." Fanlin hugged Fox in his arms, holding a magic wand and exuding a strange magic power, which made the light a little distorted, but Fox seemed very useful, slow, high The raised head slowly dropped.
"Oh, thank you very much, it looks like Fox is exhausted, and he will not leave its shelf for a single step in the past two days until you come."
"Fox, we can put it aside, Professor..." Fanlin opened his mouth, but seeing Dumbledore's strange pupils and face, Fanlin's heart tightened for no reason.
Dumbledore is dangerous.
This is Fanlin's first instinct.
It's been a long time since the showdown with Dumbledore, Fanlin hadn't felt such a dangerous breath from Dumbledore for a long time.
Last time……
The last time it seemed that Sirius had just escaped, Fanlin had already minimized his influence, but to a large extent, his own existence was constantly destroying Dumbledore's planned direction.
In fact, Fanlin had always wondered whether he would not be so troublesome if he left Sirius behind and allowed Peter to escape.
Will vampires come here too?
Oh, speaking of vampires, the vampire loli promised by Rutherford hasn't arrived yet.
And that old Tefrey.
"What do you want to say, or...stop me?" Dumbledore sat up straight, his eyes fixed on Van Lin.
In an instant, a fine layer of sweat permeated from Fanlin's heart.
"I just think that this is not appropriate..." Fanlin said, "Or, do you think it is really worth it?"
"Worth it?" Dumbledore looked at Fanlin quietly, which made Fanlin feel more like he was talking to the dead.
"I, have no choice, Fanlin..." Dumbledore said, "You have seen Tom's power with your own eyes. To put it bluntly, Harry has no ability to kill Tom, whether it is past or present, we There is not much time left for Harry to grow up."
"Didn't you say that Harry has..."
"Thanks, it's not like what you said, Fanlin." Dumbledore shook his head. "Stupefied what do you really believe... I mean, the power of love?"
"Of course not." Fanlin immediately shook his head and said, "This is just an emotion. To stimulate the spirit with emotion, and to release magic through the spirit, all of this is based on the wizard itself. One plus one never changes in quantity. It may reach the level of three, even if this is not a simple addition and subtraction, but it is magic."
"You understand it thoroughly, Fanlin," Dumbledore said. "So, what do you think of Harry now?"
"He is not even Malfoy's opponent, if Malfoy is calm enough." Fanlin shook his head and said, "It's a stark truth."
"Ah, yes..." Dumbledore said, "Draco is indeed a good wizard, excellent background, strong talent... Of course, Malfoy's usual tutoring, if not all, but at least Malfoy worked hard."
"Harry is also working hard," Fanlin said. "At least, Harry is now full of confidence..."
"This is indeed Harry's advantage, but it's not all of Harry, isn't it." Dumbledore said, "A glass of water, even if we are absorbing it, he is only a glass of water. He wants to expand the capacity and also Fill it with water..."
Dumbledore hesitated, "Harry can't reach my level, Fanlin, it was destined from the beginning, he is a..."
"Oh, yes, he is a Horcrux." Fanlin said, "Dark magic destroyed part of Harry during his birth, and the infusion of Voldemort's soul made Harry born..."
"Yes...Voldemort made Harry, but at the same time, he destroyed him..." Dumbledore said, "In fact, I have been thinking...Magic...I came back from Greece and realized that the past really After the powerful existence, I have been thinking about this question... Fanlin, magic..."
"Magic..." Verrington paused, he didn't quite understand what Dumbledore was trying to say.
"Yes, it's magic." Dumbledore said.
"Do you mean...power?" Fanlin hesitated. In Fanlin's eyes, magic is in addition to power, "Or... a means to protect what we want to protect?"
"Everyone understands differently, Fanlin..." Dumbledore said, "Or, when you reach my height, what you can touch is different."
"Let's let go of this question for the time being, Fanlin..." Dumbledore said, "But, to be responsible, I feel confused."
"So you plan to continue... forward?" Fanlin asked.
"Oh, yes, this is also a method I use, or... I want things to go the way I want." Dumbledore said.
Fanlin sat on the chair and began to twist uncomfortably.
"What do you want to do?"
"Explore new things, and abandon the current... bondage..."
"Bound?" Van Lin stared at Dumbledore, visible to the naked eye, the crack in the corner of Dumbledore's eye was constantly spreading to other places.
"You chose to die, Dumbledore?" Fanlin suddenly stood up, realizing Dumbledore's situation.
But instead of waiting for Fanlin to act, what was waiting for Fanlin was a cold wand.
He had seen this wand, made of elderberry, and even the master who made the wand, Fanlin had already felt it well.
"What do you want to do?" Fanlin looked at Dumbledore dangerously. Through the constant stimulation, Fanlin clearly felt that something in his body was constantly pulling away.
A chain made of ice crystals was instantly wrapped around Dumbledore's wand.
"Almost forgot, this comes from another god, or it comes from you?"
Dumbledore said, shaking slightly, and the chain that had wrapped his arm tightly was shaken.
"you……"
"Yes, I think I have touched a bottleneck." Dumbledore looked at the shaken chain, and within a few seconds, the chain locked Dumbledore again.
"Put these away." Dumbledore said wearily, and regardless of Fanlin's reaction, he sat back on his own.
"it is good……"
Fanlin looked at the principal's desk pierced by the chain, and without much thought, he actively relaxed his control over Dumbledore.
The moment Dumbledore sat down, the principal's office was restored to its original state again.
"So, this is what you got in the tomb in the Arctic?" Fanlin asked with a frown. This cold feeling made him very uncomfortable. It was different from the magic that he mastered that fits the ice and water elements, Dumbledore. The magic power almost blocked his soul.
That kind of slow feeling...
"You can say that," Dumbledore said. "But, like Tom, my body restricts my performance."
"You don't need to do this at all." Fanlin said, "In Greece, you obviously already..."
Fanlin recalled Dumbledore who was fighting with the ghost of the gods in the Greek space.
"I'm trying to break this state." Dumbledore said, "A long time ago, maybe ten years... or twenty years... I had almost touched such a dome, and before that, I Always at peace."
Fanlin didn’t speak. It’s hard to imagine that Dumbledore had touched the ceiling of this world early, and now it seems that there is more than Dumbledore alone, and now there is a Voldemort to be added, and at this point, Voldemort Even faster.
"May I ask, this is..."
"You will know, when you really get to this point," Dumbledore said, "Harry can't do it, but you can... you have planted the seeds, haven't you."
"But, I don't understand..." Fanlin thought about it, maybe Dumbledore was referring to Eaton's transformation of him? Or the Book of Abraham? or……
"So, what do you plan to do." Fanlin spoke, and at his current speed, it will take at least ten years.
However, it is obvious that there is not so much time to give him now, either they die or Tom, and one of the two sides must fall first.
"As we said before, Fanlin, I'm too old..." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "If you use such power at one time, it is very likely that my body will be before my power explodes. One step to destruction."
"Welcome to death... I can ask... Nicole May..." Fanlin had a bad feeling.
For wizards like Dumbledore or Nicole May, the attraction that the wizarding world can give them now is too little. For whatever reason, being able to explore the more real world of magic itself is absolutely It is a very tempting thing.
"As you think." Dumbledore said, "Nick has been staying for too long, I think his wife might complain..."
"Nicole May is not like you?"
"This is not a good choice, Fanlin." Dumbledore said, "We could have a better way, but I think it's not bad now, but there is one very important thing to do. ."
"Are you still going to send Professor Snape back to Voldemort?"
"This is a good plan, isn't it?" Dumbledore said, "Tom has far exceeded our capacity, so the role change is inevitable, even if I'm still there, it won't help."
"So, who is it? Malfoy?"
"Oh, he can't." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Draco is a good boy. In fact, I don't think he can make such a decision~EbookFREE.me~ Compared to Draco, I I hope that person is you."
"Is it me? Kill you?" Fanlin thought he might have heard something wrong.
"Oh, not killing me, just letting me get rid of such restrictions..." Dumbledore said, his eyes fixed on the wand in his hand.
"Of course, I think you have more important things to do than to get rid of this old guy like me, such as getting rid of Tom's other Horcruxes and working with Harry."
"Oh, of course, I will do this." Fanlin hesitated for a moment, and he fixed his gaze on Dumbledore's wand. The maker of this wand, Fanlin, is also very familiar with, or that the maker is already talking Tom was fusing and staying with a bunch of dying bats in the vampire's home.
"So, is it Professor Snape?"
"what?"
"I mean, the one who killed you..." Fanlin said hesitantly. At this time, there was no other person in his mind besides Snape.
"No surprises." Dumbledore said, with a relaxed look. "There is always a small meeting gift for Tom. There is nothing more important than the life of my old fellow who is about to fall into the ground. Of course, also It’s a success with Harry, isn’t it, Sybil, and me?"
"It's a perfect plan," Fanlin said hesitantly, "Then, I wish you good luck!"
Fanlin stood up and gently trimmed Fox's feathers.
He was a little envious of the little Phoenix, at least the little Phoenix slept very peacefully.
"Oh, don't put it here." Dumbledore said, "If possible, I hope you can help me take good care of Fox. After all, Fox has been with me for a long time."
"Uh...Okay..." Fanlin said, and put Fox back on the shelf in his arms again...
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