Black American Comics: Start with a Snap

Chapter 146 Coke!

As Su Ze finished speaking, the atmosphere in the principal's office suddenly became quiet.

The principals of all generations in the portraits also fell silent. They looked at each other, and then looked at Su Ze below.

Dumbledore's expression finally changed a little at this moment. His eyes flickered and he spoke in a serious tone.

"Go on."

"What if it's not an accident that we're here? In other words, there's nothing wrong with the guidance of the portal. We were supposed to be here anyway." Su Ze said.

"But John Constantine is not from this universe." Rocket Raccoon looked at Su Ze curiously.

"You're right. Constantine does not belong here, but don't forget that I opened the portal based on the energy left in his body."

Su Ze's expression was very serious, and he continued speaking with a solemn face.

"From what I understand, although there is magic in the universe where Constantine is, it is different from the world here and our world. So why are we here?"

"Are you trying to say that Mr. John Constantine has visited our world before?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"I think we need to consider this possibility."

Su Ze continued following Dumbledore's question.

"Whatever the energy reaction in Constantine means, we must take it seriously, because it affects more than just one or two parallel universes."

Hearing this, Rocket nodded. "What you said makes sense. Even if there is a small possibility, we can't ignore it."

"Whether Constantine has been to this universe before, or whether the residual energy in him has been here before, this is a very important matter. If we are not careful, it will cause a greater disaster."

In order to let Dumbledore know the seriousness of the matter, Su Ze continued very seriously.

"A very special energy invaded our world and caused the development of our universe to go astray. Until now, our friends have not yet dealt with the aftermath of the incident. If your world has the same experience, then..."

"Do you suspect that my world has been affected by some unknown energy before you came here?"

Dumbledore picked up the cup and took another sip. At the same time, an inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

Su Ze, who was staring at Dumbledore, caught this in an instant. He narrowed his eyes and asked softly.

"Principal Dumbledore, are you sure everything was normal before we came to this world?"

Su Ze's voice was very soft, like a whisper, but even such a light question did not get an immediate response from Dumbledore.

Thoughts surged in like waves, and like a raging flame spreading across the prairie.

Dumbledore was in deep thought, his eyes deep and solemn, as if in his eyes, the surrounding scenes had passed through the mist of time, and scenes from the past kept flashing like slides.

He saw Professor Quirrell, and he also saw Ron playing the most exciting chess game in modern wizarding history. Finally, he also saw Harry who was not afraid of danger and bravely faced Voldemort.

Everything is under his control, and all developments are under his watch. This is just the first fight between the two sides.

Dumbledore wanted to say something. His mouth opened and his silver beard trembled slightly, as if he was organizing his words.

But then, the words that were already on the tip of my tongue could not be uttered.

A strange feeling crept into Dumbledore's heart, like a fragment of a nightmare, or some complicated fragments of memory. The illusory picture that seemed like a dream gradually became clear.

The entire Hogwarts was enveloped by the Fiendfyre, and the raging flames started from the headmaster's office. All the portraits gradually melted into charcoal, souls screamed and wailed, and the students were panicked and screams were endless.

Dumbledore's brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on his face were intertwined, as if reflecting his inner struggle.

His blue pupils were enveloped by a gradually expanding fierce fire. He could even see the roaring beast transformed from the flames, and heat waves kept coming towards him.

In the raging flames, a dark figure walked towards him with a grin. Dumbledore stared at the other person, trying to see his face clearly.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the other person's true face, but he could vaguely see the other person's mouth opening and closing.

"Dumbledore, what's wrong with you?"

His hand trembled as he touched his wand. Dumbledore suddenly felt that some of his complicated thoughts were pulled away by some external force.

"Are you OK?"

The voice rang out again, and Dumbledore suddenly woke up.

The grinning figure disappeared, and Suze's slightly concerned face appeared in Dumbledore's eyes. The fierce fire that occupied all his vision slowly receded, and the headmaster's office was spotless.

The shrill scream still echoed in Dumbledore's ears, and his deep blue eyes were full of doubt.

"Hey, old man, we are telling you something very important, why are you dozing off in the middle of the conversation?" Rocket Raccoon said angrily, crossing his arms.

His frown relaxed slightly, and Dumbledore slowly came back to his senses.

"I'm sorry, I'm old and my mind is a little unstable. Please forgive my rudeness. Too many things happened today."

"Principal Dumbledore, are you sure you are okay?" Su Ze frowned. "I saw that your expression seemed a little strange just now."

"It's okay, I just remembered some unimportant things." Dumbledore shook his head slightly, then adjusted his posture and smiled gently.

Seeing that Dumbledore was unwilling to say more, Su Ze was very surprised, but he did not ask more questions. He just continued to lead the topic back to the original question. "We don't know the source of those strange energies yet, but I can be sure that the power will be unstable and uncontrollable in anyone's hands."

Recalling the strange appearance that the Skrull leader's complete form had shown before, Su Ze sighed and continued.

"So, if something inexplicable happens in this world, we must deal with it seriously."

Having said that, Su Ze looked at Dumbledore again and asked word by word.

"Principal Dumbledore, you really don't recall anything wrong happening?"

As soon as the words fell, the air around them became solemn. The figures in the portraits fell silent, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard in the dead silence.

Dumbledore was silent, his eyes seemed to be avoiding Suze's gaze, his thoughts were constantly clashing, and he seemed to be in some strange contradiction.

Suze and Rocket did not disturb him, but just waited quietly for Dumbledore's answer.

Dumbledore didn't know how to describe his current feeling. He just felt that his head was extremely confused, as if it was being torn apart by some inexplicable force.

Before he wanted to say anything, he didn't know how to describe what he saw.

After an unknown amount of time, Dumbledore finally spoke again.

"Let's get here first today."

No answer, no explanation.

A short sentence ends the topic directly.

But Dumbledore's tone contained anxiety and fatigue.

Then, before Su Ze could say anything, Dumbledore slowly stood up. Seeing this, Su Ze and Rocket also stood up quickly.

"I'm a little tired. I believe you must have had a hard time traveling all the way here. I have arranged accommodation for you. The house-elf outside the principal's office will take you there."

"But."

Rocket Raccoon was about to say something, but Su Ze raised his hand to stop him.

Smiling and nodding, Su Ze spoke.

"Sorry to bother you then. We will try our best to avoid the students."

"Um"

Dumbledore made a slight nasal sound, then he turned around slowly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Seeing that Dumbledore had his back to him, Su Ze knew that he was about to signal that he could leave.

So he leaned his head slightly, without stopping for long, and simply pulled the rocket back the way he had come, heading out the door.

Walking down the steps, the passage to the principal's office was slowly blocked by rocks.

Rocket Raccoon looked at Suze suspiciously and asked in a low voice. "Hey, why don't we continue asking?"

"How much truth do you think Dumbledore told?" Su Ze did not answer, but asked back.

"I don't know." Rocket Raccoon licked his teeth. "But the old guy is obviously hiding something from us."

"Yes, and this also proves that my previous guess was correct. Our coming to this world is not an accident." Having said this, Su Ze turned his head to look at Rocket and smiled. "That's enough."

Rocket Raccoon frowned as he listened to Suze's words.

"Then what do we do next?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. We'll be staying here for a week anyway. As for the problems in this world, although we don't know what happened here, I believe time will give us the answer."

Su Ze sighed softly, then continued with a smile.

"Besides, we are not the only ones who have a headache."

With the departure of Su Ze and Rocket, the principal's office fell into silence again.

Dumbledore supported himself on the table with his hands, remaining motionless in the same position. He closed his eyes tightly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

At this moment, a somewhat hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"Albus, what happened? Is what the child said true?"

The voice came from the portrait on the wall. It was an old man with a thin face and a goatee.

Judging from its appearance and the position of the frame, it should be one of the former headmasters of Hogwarts.

However, Dumbledore did not answer his question. He just lowered his eyes and remained standing silently, while his fingers gently stroked the smooth corner of the table.

As time passed, Dumbledore's thoughts became more and more confused.

The smooth touch of the table was replaced by a frosted feeling, and Dumbledore's fingers suddenly paused, while his gaze moved slightly.

Then I saw that the edge of the originally exquisite desk had turned into black charcoal without knowing when.
(End of this chapter)