Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 528 2 Teachers

Chapter 528 Two Teachers
Obviously, the tall wizard is Dumbledore.

Frankenstein is Mad-Eye Moody.

And that corpse was Caradoc Dearborn.

A younger generation who is like his own son in Moody's eyes.

In Dumbledore's heart, his status was actually no worse than Newt's student.

Only wizards like this are worthy of being sacrifices for Horcruxes, the additives that Voldemort forged his Horcruxes with his own lack of understanding of emotions.

It was just because he died too suddenly and too early.

Plus, since the body was never found, almost no one mentioned it.

People who hope he is still alive and have been living in seclusion abroad are unwilling to mention him.

In the room, Moody was already lying next to Caradoc's corpse, his dusty hands trembling as he adjusted the clothes on the skeleton.

Dumbledore, standing by, was speechless as he looked at the mark on the velvet cushion on the high stool, whose color had become unrecognizable.

When Moody's breathing gradually calmed down, he looked down at Moody.

Moody didn't look up, but he noticed Dumbledore's gaze with his blue eyes turning upwards, "I'm fine.

But I have a question, can you tell me all the information Harry Potter told you?

This child can't just die in vain.

Oh, why can't he be a little more timid.

If only he were a Hufflepuff.

It would be great to run away and hide abroad as soon as I graduate.

Maybe I can still—"

Moody's other normal eye kept staring at the corpse in front of him.

“This has to do with Horcruxes, Alastor.

Harry was dreaming again.

He had sneaked into Voldemort's mind in a dream.

I saw the scene where Voldemort killed the child Caradoc and made the Horcruxes." Dumbledore said calmly.

However, his eyes were filled with worry.

Harry would not have been able to know this address just by looking at the picture.

There is only one possibility, that the connection between Harry and Voldemort has become closer.

In his dream, Harry even brought in Voldemort to get the address.

In fact, from Harry's perspective, he was the one who killed Caradoc himself.

This was too cruel for Harry.

Dumbledore said worriedly.

I never expected that Harry had indeed suffered great psychological trauma.

But it wasn't because of the murder, but because he abandoned Bella, whom he had just fallen in love with.

As for Caradoc, Harry was in no mood to care.

Moody on the side suddenly said: "Harry, he also knows the address? - Because of the picture?
I think there must be more to it than that.

I think he needs a course in Occlumency right now to sever his connection with Voldemort."

Even in this sad mood, he still did not lose his sensitivity as an Auror and immediately noticed the extra information in Dumbledore's words.

"Perhaps." Dumbledore was a little moved.

But when he thought of the magic of holiness and terror, love and hate that existed in Harry when he saw him some time ago, he gave up the plan.

There is no way that a Harry like this could be controlled by Voldemort.

Dumbledore suddenly found this a little funny.

Tom Riddle at Hogwarts, the unstable factor in his eyes, his magic becomes more holy.

Harry, who was used to prevent Riddle from changing, actually possessed a terrifying and dark magical power.

Now Riddle is the protective lock of the magical world.

And Harry was a threat that could turn bad.

In particular, he could sense and bring in Voldemort's thoughts.

Although Voldemort's thoughts are shallow, Harry is still a child after all.
——Thinking of this, Dumbledore suddenly felt that the suggestion made by that person not long ago might be a good one.

Grindelwald: I want to meet Harry Potter, the treasure that you care about most now.

Grindelwald's thoughts are dangerous to others, but for Harry, who may be influenced by Voldemort, it may be a good thing to fight poison with poison.

And he can also give Harry some training to prevent Harry from going to the dark and horrible end. And Moody: "Do you have any other plans?"

He could see at a glance that Dumbledore did not intend for Harry to do as he asked - practice Occlumency.

Dumbledore nodded when he heard this.

“Okay, I have another question.

What about that Horcrux?
The marks on the velvet must be the traces of the Horcrux.

Where did it go?
I wish it were me who destroyed him.

Don't say you don't know. According to you, Harry was Voldemort at that time.

He must know the whereabouts of the Horcrux!" Moody asked immediately.

"Unfortunately.

I have seen this Horcrux a long time ago. It is at 12 Grimmauld Place, the old house of the Black family.

It has been broken into pieces, destroyed by Harry," said Dumbledore regretfully.

He also hoped that the Horcrux was still there.

Then he himself comes to destroy it.

"Are the fragments still there? I-I want to take a look." Moody's hands suddenly grasped the dusty carpet tightly, very nervous.

"It is in a drawer in my office," said Dumbledore.

In the garden of the Burrow outside the village of Autery St. Catchpole, Harry suddenly looked up.

This surprised Ron and the others on the side.

Because Harry seemed to be in a very bad mood today.

Even the sapling of his contract tree looked a little wilted.

Even when Ginny initiated a kiss, Harry unconsciously dodged it.

Neville volunteered to go to the valley to fight shirtless again to vent his anger, but was rejected by Harry.

Harry was like this, so Hagrid mistakenly thought that it was his own problem and sent him back to Hogwarts early.

And Harry's raising of his head just now was the biggest move he made that day.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked first.

The others also looked at Harry curiously.

"Hedwig is back, but it's - too late, it's already 14:00 p.m." Harry muttered to himself.

He had clearly written a letter to Dumbledore today.

But it was not until after lunch that Mr. Weasley and the others responded.

And their reaction seemed to be that they had no idea what the content of his letter was.

Could it be that the address he gave contained a Horcrux?
Because there were so many dark magic protections that it took Dumbledore so long and he didn't have time to explain it clearly to Mr. Weasley and the others?
“Maybe it met its parents.

They hurried off soon after lunch.

Then they wrote back to say they had something to do and wouldn't be back that night?" Ron guessed.

Raised his head and looked at the sky.

The others raised their heads as well.

Sure enough, in the blue sky, a black dot gradually grew larger and finally turned into the snow-white Hedwig.

"What's in the letter? Is it from mom and dad?" This was Ron.

He still firmly believed in his guess.

The people around couldn't help but roll their eyes.

But soon their eyes were drawn to Harry's reaction.

Because, Harry suddenly gasped.

"What's wrong?" This time Ginny finally spoke first.

Before Ron.