Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior - Chapter 289
Dumbledore heard from Professor McGonagall about Sean’s performance during the day, which was beyond his expectations. He knew that Sean was a rare talent.
Originally thought that Sean should be similar to Voldemort when he was young, but before Voldemort completely fell into darkness, he kept hiding himself. Dumbledore never saw Tom Riddle do what Sean did today.
“He’s more like Grindelwald now.” Dumbledore secretly said, thinking about taking time to talk to Sean, lest Sean go astray.
At this moment, the owl flew out of the window, Dumbledore waved his hand to open the window, and the owl took the newspaper to Dumbledore’s desk.
It is “The Prophet Evening Shift” again. In the past, the Prophet Newspaper only published “The Daily Prophet” in the morning. Only suddenly the big news newspapers will publish it urgently in the evening. However, in the short period of the epidemic, the Evening News can be received almost every night. .
This evening newspaper is a bit strange. The back of the folded is blank, which means that only the front is printed.
Dumbledore had a bad premonition. He opened the newspaper, where he could usually write a few hundred words, but now it has only one sentence printed in large and bold fonts.
“Hand over the savior Harry Potter, end this epidemic, bring your family and friends back to your side, and restore the peace to the magic world. There is only one chance. Before eight o’clock tomorrow morning, I want the savior to appear at the Ministry of Magic. Square ——- Voldemort”
Dumbledore’s hand holding the newspaper increased his strength unknowingly, and with the sound of the newspaper being torn, the door of the headmaster’s room was also pushed open.
“Dumbledore, look at this!” Professor McGonagall handed over a newspaper.
Dumbledore waved his hand and said, “I see, the public opinion outside should be very unified.”
“How could Fudge do such a thing!? Poor Harry.” Professor McGonagall said angrily and distressed.
Dumbledore didn’t know whether it was Fudge or Voldemort, but it didn’t matter anymore, and now the British wizarding community knew about this condition.
Whether it is from the perspective of Fudge’s Ministry of Magic or from the perspective of ordinary wizarding people, it is worthwhile to use a Harry Potter in exchange for the end of the epidemic.
Snape also hurried in with the newspaper, and he, who had always had a cold face, also showed a look of urgency.
Before he could speak, Dumbledore said to the two of them, “Go and have a look at the auditorium.”
As soon as the three of them went downstairs to the auditorium, a group of people came to the school gate, including Aurors, law enforcement teams, reporters, and students’ parents.
Fudge led more than two dozen men to the auditorium aggressively. After being beaten to the ground by Dumbledore in the courtroom, Fudge brought half of the fighters of the Ministry of Magic.
Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape stopped Fudge’s army in the atrium, and Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent of the Daily Prophet, was frantically pressing the camera.
“Dumbledore, I’m going to take Harry Potter away, but you have to understand that this is what all the people want, and I’m just doing the execution on their behalf.” Fudge said righteously.
“Do you really believe that Voldemort will keep his word?” Dumbledore asked.
Fudge did not answer directly, but instead asked, “Didn’t you always believe in the prophecy that Harry Potter is the savior? Now I think you are right, he is the savior, hand him over to me, this time. The epidemic should be over.”
Dumbledore looked at the parents of the students behind, their children were seriously ill in the auditorium, but there was nothing they could do as parents.
Now they want to exchange the life of an innocent child for their child’s life. Even if they are morally unreasonable, their eyes have betrayed them. Even if they are made to be Voldemort’s lackeys for the sake of the child, they may agree with tears. .
Dumbledore has no children, so he cannot personally feel the feelings of parents for their children, but he has been the headmaster for decades and has watched too much. There are also parents who are dying for their children, just like Harry’s parents.
“I know what you think, but please give me some time, and I’ll give you an explanation in two hours,” Dumbledore said.
Fudge can still afford to wait an hour, and since Dumbledore said so, he still has to give face.
“Okay, I’ll give you an hour.”
“Go and bring Sean to the Forbidden Forest.” Dumbledore said to Snape, “Minerva follow me.”
Under the gaze of everyone, Dumbledore walked to Hagrid’s hut and then entered the Forbidden Forest.
In the Slytherin dormitory under the Black Lake, Sean is looking at the small fish that occasionally swim in the moonlight in the lake through the semi-circular window.
Suddenly, Snape’s voice came from the common room outside, “Sean, come out now.”
Jerry’s ears were upturned, Sean touched its head, glanced at the two flowers and said, “Sleep well, don’t eat grass.”
Sean walked out the door and saw Snape staring at him, “Come with me.”
“Professor, what happened?”
“Don’t talk, you’ll know when you get there.”
Five minutes later, the two landed on the territory of the Forbidden Forest Centaur tribe. On the edge of the territory was a newly built wooden house.
“Wear a mask,” Snape reminded.
Sean probably knew that this should be the temporary research laboratory where Astoria was located, and Yawen was also inside.
The two pushed the door and entered the wooden house. Sean’s guess was basically correct. Astoria was lying on a simple wooden bed with a few needles stuck in her body, and Smethwick was playing with blood samples without raising her head.
“Professor, is this?” Sean looked at Dumbledore and asked.
Professor McGonagall on the side handed a newspaper to Sean. Sean was shocked when he saw the content on it. Voldemort really came to conspiracy, borrowed the hands of the people, and forced Dumbledore to death, seeing that he chose Harry, Or elect the people.
McGonagall said, “Fudge has taken people in the auditorium, and in two hours, we have to hand Harry over.”
Dumbledore and Yawen were talking, “Can you determine the time when the finished product will be developed?”
“Three kinds of viruses are mixed together to produce mutations, which is several times more difficult than conquering one virus alone. The key is blood vessel disease, but I have already found a way to eliminate it.” Yawen said.
“It takes time. Once you know the method, you need to try again and again. No one can guarantee when you will succeed.”
“Sorry, I can’t give a definite time.” Yawen said.
Dumbledore knew that there were already deaths outside. Time didn’t wait for anyone. The longer it dragged on, the more deaths there would be.
“Professor, I think Voldemort may have an antidote,” Snape said. “If he wants to use Harry’s blood to revive, he first needs a healthy Harry, not a virus-covered Harry. He will also get the virus.”
When Sean heard this, Snape’s analysis was right, Voldemort was 99% researched to find an antidote, so he would force Dumbledore to hand Harry over now.
After he is resurrected, Harry’s blood will also fuse into his body, either give Harry an antidote to recover him, or take the antidote himself after resurrection, regardless of whether Harry lives or dies.
Long before Tom Riddle became a socket~www.mtlnovel.com~ he became interested in the research on the blood vessels of the Greenglass family. For the next few decades, he was engaged in the research of Horcrux and other Terrorist attack, while studying blood vessel disease, he finally developed a medicine to treat blood vessel disease.
“Sean, I need you to do something. You seem to have a good understanding of Muggle tools and equipment technology in Egypt,” Dumbledore said.
“Ah, I have a little understanding. Outside the Leaky Cauldron is a Muggle commercial street. I occasionally go to learn about the daily life of Muggles.” Sean explained in a seemingly reasonable way.
“Then how can Muggles be able to locate and track people like a trace or a tracking spell?” Dumbledore asked.
“I have a way,” said Hoff, who was a part-time guard at the log house.
Dumbledore knew that he had a way. A few years ago, Hof sent a fake Philosopher’s Stone to Voldemort, and there was tracking magic in the Philosopher’s Stone. According to the compass in Hof’s hand, they found Voldemort.
“No, no magic, Voldemort won’t be fooled a second time. We need to break the inherent thinking and use unexpected methods. Muggle technology is something that Voldemort who despised Muggles must never have imagined.” Dumbledore said.
Sean quickly understood what Dumbledore meant. Since Voldemort hid so deeply, no one would find him. If he wanted to cast tracking magic on Harry, he would definitely be guarded by Voldemort in advance.
“Professor, there is a way, Muggle GPS technology, but we’re afraid we’re going to violate piles of International Secrecy Act again.”
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