The Druid Master of Hogwarts - Chapter 689

After saying goodbye to everyone, Fish and the others returned home.

“Albus, how is your situation?” Professor McGonagall asked with concern.

Dumbledore stretched out his right hand, and saw that his forearm had fully recovered, but the palm of his right hand was still as black as charcoal, and the palm and other fingers had become fleshy, but the index finger that had worn the ring was still dry. like a dead branch.

“I have recovered a lot,” he said optimistically. “When I go to Severus tomorrow to prepare some healing potions for me, I should be able to adjust it slowly. Besides…”

He smiled and looked at Mao Mao, and said, “Fortunately, Fish is there. If Voldemort starts at this time, it’s very difficult for my old bones to help at this time.”

“Let Voldemort leave it to Fisch! Fisch is amazing!”

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Mao Mao, who was about to say something, was immediately diverted his attention. He put his hands on his hips and raised his head smugly.

Professor McGonagall first gave Dumbledore a stern look, then reached out and tapped Fish on the head, warning: “If you want to fight Voldemort, I won’t stop you, but you must be careful of what conspiracies he plays. It’s impossible to have a fair duel with you like the last time.”

“Fixu isn’t afraid of tricks and tricks!” Mao Mao covered his head with his hands, wrinkled his nose and hummed in dissatisfaction: “And Feixu is much more powerful now than before! Even if Voldemort calls his helper Feixu, Don’t be afraid of meow!”

“I know Fish, you’re a good fight, but you still have to be careful. Voldemort was a good fight back then, but it was because he was too arrogant that he was defeated by Harry who was a baby.” Dumbledore Lido also helped to persuade.

“But… it wasn’t Harry’s mother who defeated Voldemort in the first place?”

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Mao Mao tilted his head and said suspiciously, “Fixu remembers Albus, you said that it was Harry’s mother who made Harry survive the meow…and turned him into a Horcrux. ”

“Uh…the same can be said, but Voldemort always lost to someone far inferior to him, didn’t he?”

“That…” Hermione, who had been listening to their conversation quietly, suddenly interjected, “Actually, I was like asking… what is the Horcrux in your mouth… what is it?”

“It’s a very old and evil magic,” Dumbledore explained to her. “It is said to be a spell created by the famous dark wizard of ancient Greece, the vile Hyerbo, and Voldemort can remain immortal by relying on With this magic…”

Hermione was shocked after hearing the explanation of the Horcrux and Harry’s current situation.

“Harry… did he know about this?” she asked stutteringly, still with a look of shock on her face.

“I don’t know yet,” Dumbledore shook his head. “I was worried that he was under too much pressure, and I never explained the situation to him, but… I have planned to talk to him about it after a while.”

“Albus?” Professor McGonagall looked at him in surprise.

“Harry has a right to know this,” Dumbledore waved his hand, signaling her to take it easy. “Of course, he’s a Horcrux himself…I probably won’t tell him just yet. Besides, Severus Also told me that in the period before the holiday, Harry made great progress in Occlumency, and I think he has the ability and the need to have some understanding of these things…”

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he sighed deeply. If he hadn’t fallen into Voldemort’s trap, he didn’t need to be so urgent.

And Professor McGonagall also felt that Dumbledore was a little too urgent, but because of his long-standing trust in him, Professor McGonagall didn’t say anything more.

“Okay,” Dumbledore stood up and said goodbye, “It’s getting late, and I should leave.”

However, Fisher suddenly stopped Dumbledore, “Wait a minute, meow!”

“What’s the matter, Fish?” Dumbledore looked at him in surprise.

“When you go to see Severus tomorrow, bring Fishy Meow! Fishy hasn’t been to his house yet!”

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The cat stared straight at Dumbledore and demanded.

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, “Okay.”

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The next morning, after breakfast, Fish and Dumbledore left Hogsmeade.

“Albus, can Severus really cure you, meow?”

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With both Hermione and Professor McGonagall away, Cat Cat finally found an opportunity to ask her doubts.

Although Dumbledore’s condition looked better, in his perception, Dumbledore’s breath of life was still like a candle in the wind, and it might dissipate at any time.

“Sure enough, I can’t hide it from you…” Dumbledore shook his head with a wry smile, “I don’t know if Severus’ potion can cure me,” he said nonchalantly, “If it doesn’t work, I’ll try another way. Enough.”

However, Fish didn’t have much confidence in the healing methods of the wizards – if it was so powerful, St Mungo’s would not have so many patients who could not be cured, would it?

“Albus is going to die, meow?”

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Cat Mao raised his head ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and looked at him unhappily.

Although this bad old man had bullied him and still refused to give him the Sorting Hat, Fish actually liked this “grandfather” who often gave him various gifts and helped him avoid Professor McGonagall’s punishment.

Seeing that Fish was so worried about himself, Dumbledore, who didn’t take it too seriously, was even more excited.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the cat’s head, and comforted softly, “Death is just a new journey, so don’t worry about me, Fish.”

“However, Feishu doesn’t want Albus to die, meow.” Mao Mao said in a low mood.

“People will die one day, and besides, the curse on me doesn’t necessarily mean that there is no way.” Dumbledore smiled and continued to touch Fish’s head… Usually he doesn’t have such a chance. After staying a little longer, the cat took a bite.

“Even Severus can’t do anything about it, isn’t there still you?” He squeezed Fish’s cat’s ears and encouraged, “Don’t you often wake up with some strange spells? I’m not sure. When will you learn a spell more powerful than tranquility to cure me?”

“Yes!”

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Dumbledore woke the cat from the dream, and Fisch patted his chest and said solemnly: “Wrap it on Fisch! Fisch will definitely be able to heal your cat!”

“Then I’ll leave it to you.” Dumbledore said with a smile, his hands became more vigorous…

“Sura Wushen”

“oops!”

“When the mud is about to touch meow!”

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Fish bite fiercely on Dumbledore’s intact left hand, and scolded indistinctly.

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