Chapter 301: Prophecy Magus

"Long time no see, Professor." Jon said calmly.
This sentence is the truth... Since Albus Dumbledore fled Hogwarts a few months ago, Jon had never seen him again.
"I thought you would go see Potter first!" Jon said honestly.
"Harry is safe now," Dumbledore said briefly.
"I also thought that you would invite me to meet in the office."
"Of course, I thought so too." Dumbledore nodded, "But maybe it's more suitable here...this is my brother Aberforth..."
While talking, Dumbledore pointed to the bartender of the pig's head who was mingling with the goats, and introduced: "I think you should know him!"
Aberforth Dumbledore slowly raised his head and glanced at Jon.
"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore." Jon greeted respectfully.
Aberforth nodded slightly, then continued to turn his eyes to the goat.
"My brother always thought that his pet would look more pleasing to the eye than his brother..." Dumbledore whispered, "Aberforth, can I go see Arianna?"
In his voice, he could feel a little begging.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Dumbledore stood there, waiting quietly... After almost half a minute, his brother finally raised his head.
"Yes..." Aberforth said roughly, "If you dare to scare her, I will..."
"Break my other half's nose?" A smile appeared on Albus Dumbledore's face. "Thank you, my brother."
Aberforth Dumbledore did not speak again, but continued to focus his attention on the goat.
"Let's go..." Dumbledore waved to Jon: "A little family conflict, don't care."
...
Jon came to the small basement in the Pig's Head Bar again, but this time it was not Aberforth who accompanied him, but Albus Dumbledore.
The huge oil painting still hung above the fireplace. The Goldilocks, who was about the age of Jon, saw Jon walk in and immediately recognized him. She smiled and waved at Jon.
But when Ariana Dumbledore saw the principal who was following Jon, the smile on her face instantly solidified.
She was stunned, and couldn't help lowering her head, sobbing slightly.
Principal Dumbledore approached the painting carefully, moving very lightly... His rough hand gently stroked the portrait, and the the portrait also slowly reached out to him.
Dumbledore stood on tiptoe and lightly kissed the hand of the the portrait, without saying anything the whole time.
The girl in the portrait wiped away her tears and smiled reluctantly at them.
Until then, Dumbledore forced himself to look away from the painting.
"I haven't seen her for many years..." His voice grew old at this moment, and he said intermittently: "My sister Ariana... I think Aberforth might have introduced you to it. She's..."
"I mentioned that..." Jon replied vaguely.
"Then let's talk about business!" Dumbledore took a clean handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his eyes.
"Is he dead?" Jon asked in a low voice, trying not to let the the painting hear... He didn't want Dumbledore to lose the remaining half of his nose.
"Not yet... Tom was seriously injured. It will take at least half a year or even a year to recover a little." Dumbledore's voice has returned to calm: "Actually, I really want to know how you did it. ?"
Jon took out the bag of black crumbs, and at the same time glanced at Ariana on the painting with some worry, worried that these ferocious Horcrux fragments would scare her.
Ariana Dumbledore seemed to see through Jon's mind. She smiled and nodded towards Jon, then covered her eyes with her hands and turned her back at the same time.
Jon spread the bag on the table, and the black crumbs began to smell of burnt.
...
Dumbledore took out his elderberry wand, carefully moved the black debris, frowning from time to time.
"So... Tom hid his soul in these things?" The knowledgeable principal didn't spend much energy, and he saw a little clue.
"Yes, so that he can survive in this world even after his body has been destroyed for so many years." Jon nodded and explained: "The two, one is that he used to use it when he was young. The diary is the culprit who tempted Miss Weasley to open the Chamber of Secrets three years ago; the other is the relic of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw, the legendary Ravenclaw golden crown that can bring wisdom. "
"That's it." Dumbledore suddenly realized. He didn't ask how Jon knew about these, nor how Jon found them; instead, he asked directly: "There are powerful things hidden in these debris. Protection magic, how did you make them like this?"
"Very simple, fierce!" Jon took out the silver octahedron: "Green... Mr. Durmstrang, this thing left for me is very useful."
He was still very careful and didn't say Grindelwald's name in front of Ariana.
At the same time he pushed the small silver box to Dumbledore: "This thing, it's time to return it to you."
"It never belonged to me." Dumbledore shook his head, then pushed the small box back intact.
Jon didn't take it either, leaving it on the table.
"You destroyed them with fierce fire when I was fighting Tom, and you instantly weakened Tom's; this gave me and Alastor a chance?" Dumbledore asked in a low voice.
"Almost." Jon nodded: "I have to say, Lord Dark Lord's brains have never been so good... I'm sorry, I've been used to it during this time, should I be the same as Mr. Potter and the others? He is'Voldemort'; or, like you, call him'Tom'?"
"Whatever you want, the name is just a code~EbookFREE.me~you can call it whatever you want!" Dumbledore smiled and said he didn't care about it.
"I want such a powerful thing..." Jon pointed to the fragments of the two Horcruxes: "The Dark Lord still has five...no four...not accurate, it should be three and a half... They are all destroyed..."
Dumbledore stretched out a hand and interrupted Jon.
"I'm sorry, Jon... But can I say a few words first?" he asked with a serious face.
...
Is there anything more important than Voldemort's Horcrux?
Jon couldn't help being a little surprised.
He nodded slightly, then lowered his head, listening patiently to Dumbledore.
"Phineas told me not long ago that you used to feel inferior and didn't think you had enough talent in magic?" Dumbledore asked slowly.
"Inferiority...how can it be!" Jon shook his head repeatedly: "You won't believe Principal Black's mouth, he can point to a rooster and say it is actually Fox!"
"You don't have to worry about this... There is one thing I wanted to tell you at this time last year; it's just that I finally decided to wait another year..." Dumbledore's voice was very, very calm, but he didn't joking at all. Meaning: "You have the best... the most outstanding... and the most terrifying talent for a wizard!"
"What?"
"Because you are born a prophet Magus."
"Prophecy Magus?" Jon was stunned, looking at Principal Dumbledore with a dumbfounded expression: "What is that?"
On the oil painting on the side, Ariane Dumbledore also turned around and looked at her brother with a curious look... The light blue eyes blinked, very cute.
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