I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"Yes," said Harry quickly, "I mean, where did you get it?"

"I don't know," Sirius said, confused, "There are some strange things hidden in the Black family. Maybe Kreacher picked them up."

Dumbledore noticed the box and saw the markings on it, and he said to Harry, "Harry, show me that."

Harry was stunned, and seeing Dumbledore's cautious attitude, he handed the thing over.

"Do you recognize this thing?" Dumbledore asked, examining it carefully.

Harry nodded and said, "John has an identical one."

"That is impossible," Dumbledore shook his head and looked Harry in the eye. "If I am not mistaken, this is Salazar Slytherin's locket."

"Slytherin stuff? Why is it here?" Harry said in surprise.

At this moment, Sirius felt something was not right, and an idea flashed in his mind.

"This locket was among the things Fletch was going to steal this morning."

He shifted his gaze to Mundungus, strode forward, grabbed his collar, and roared, "What is your purpose!"

Mundungus' legs were shaking, and he quickly said, "I didn't, I just wanted to steal something to pay back the money."

His expression of fear didn't seem fake.

Dumbledore stopped Sirius' impulsive behavior. He put his big hand on Mundungus' shoulder, as if he had discovered something.

"Tell me, who told you to do this?"

Mundungus was so frightened that he kept saying sorry like pouring beans.

"I stole once because I owed too much, and Donmi Shelby told me that I could continue to pay off my debts with these valuable things."

"Donmi Shelby?" Lupin was startled and asked anxiously, "Donmi from Johnny Silverhand?"

"Yes, that's him." Mundungus nodded.

Dumbledore's expression changed and he looked at the object in his hand.

At this moment, he was sure.

"John is looking for it."

He held the Slytherin locket.

Sirius said to Harry, "Harry, you did very well."

He turned to look at the box and Dumbledore's expression at the moment, and said, "We seem to have grasped a little secret of that clever boy."

"He was smart to use Fletch."

Harry looked confused.

And John didn't know that he was only one step away from the Horcrux of the Order of the Phoenix.

He is making his own plans.

It was a trivial rumor that spread across Knockturn Alley at a cocktail party, along with the mumbling of the Malfoy lady.

It was like a spark that ignited the hay and gradually grew bigger.

...

Chapter 423 Things Hidden in Hogwarts

A strange question began to circulate in Knockturn Alley.

"Do you know that thing?"

Some people wanted to find the source, but this sentence seemed to appear out of thin air.

There is only one week left until school starts.

Weird rumors spread like a virus.

It's almost become a greeting.

"Won't something go wrong if we promote it this way?" Tang Mi put away the candy gift box he was going to give to Oz and asked in confusion, "More and more people are paying attention to this matter."

"No," John sat in a comfortable chair and adjusted the angle of the backrest, "that thing is essentially a contract."

Finding a comfortable angle, John leaned in and made a comforting sound.

"Except for the effects inside, it's not a wishing device at all. If it is, it's just my wish."

John chuckled, and Jin rubbed his sore hands, speechless about this hands-off boss.

Kim took over the office position during John's absence.

John simply gave the job to Jin with a clear conscience on the pretext of letting him continue to familiarize himself with the subject.

Jin is now in charge of external affairs and Tangmi is in charge of internal affairs respectively.

John felt much more relaxed.

Tang Mi was a little worried about the Holy Grail, because it was something that could make people rejuvenated and immortal.

As a refiner, John knew clearly that the effect that thing could bring was not as exaggerated as the rumors.

Rejuvenation and immortality are indeed possible.

But more people are powerless.

The essence of the Holy Grail is a carrier, carrying the power of the Gate of Things and the contract of death.

This is why John chose Hufflepuff's gold cup.

The elixir formed by magic power and the Philosopher's Stone can nourish the soul in the contract.

"What we need to worry about now is when we can get the thing from the Order of the Phoenix."

John closed his eyes and thought.

The thief Mundungus was not very efficient in stealing things. It had been so long, and although the things he took away were valuable, none of them were Horcruxes.

Raising his eyes slightly, John saw a black long-eared owl flying towards him outside the window.

Riddle landed on the table and handed a letter to John.

After opening it and taking a look, John sat up straight.

"What's wrong?" Tang Mi noticed this scene.

"I underestimated you, Dumbledore."

John was twisting the parchment in his hands, his expression changing from gloomy to happy.

"I thought you would be in a mess after losing your position as headmaster, but I didn't expect you to successfully convince Slughorn to let you return to Hogwarts."

Dumbledore was allowed to return to Hogwarts Castle to live out his days.

Slughorn was a cautious man. With Voldemort away, he not only applied for Auror security from the Ministry of Magic, but also allowed the greatest wizard of this century to continue to stay in school.

Dumbledore was not lacking in wisdom in knowing how to take advantage of Slughorn's cautious character.

"To protect Harry?" John stroked the rough paper, looking uncertain.

"Sir?" Tang Mi asked, "Do you need intervention?"

If John wanted, he could propose it to old Batty.

Shaking his head, John wasn't going to do that.

"Let him stay. Whether it's to check my influence or to protect Harry, he can play a role in Hogwarts."

John's expression returned to calm, and he set the letter on fire until it turned into ashes that floated up into the air.

"My new principal has a lot of things to do, I hope he can solve them as soon as possible."

Being invited back by the four deans gave Slughorn enough face.

John did not interfere too much in Slughorn's decisions.

He wants to make sure he has a smooth life for the next two years.

...

"30 Galleons per use."

The drunk man, who was missing a shoe, was smoking a pipe and holding a bottle of wine. He hung his head and burped as he spoke, "Pay all at once. No credit."

In front of him was his missing shoe, a leather shoe with a hard heel and a sour smell.

The bag of Galleons was thrown in front of him, and the drunken wizard immediately smiled happily.

Looking up, I couldn't see the face of the person shrouded in a black cloak.

The voice was unclear and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman. "London."

The drunken wizard nodded, and the man in the black cloak walked over and stopped in front of the leather shoes.

This is a door key channel that is not regulated by any country. It is expensive and is a smuggling channel.

Grabbing the laces of his leather shoes, the man in the black cloak disappeared.

The drunken wizard untied his purse, and the golden coins inside made him smile from ear to ear.

A suburb outside London.

A man in a black cloak appears.

She looked into the distance, and her body disappeared with a loud bang.

Appears in the Blind Pig pub where Knockturn Alley meets the Diagonal.

A gust of wind blew, and a corner of the black cloak was lifted, revealing horribly burned skin.

Pushing the door open and going in, the Blind Pig Bar didn't care about the visitor's attire.

The waiter came over and was about to ask, but the man in the black cloak went straight to the booth inside the bar.

The bar was filled with dreamy lights and bubbles, but inside, sat a dignified lady who didn't fit in with the surroundings.

The lady looked around, with an expression of searching and waiting.

Suddenly, the door of the compartment was opened.

Then a curved magic wand was pressed against the lady's neck like a sharp claw.

The door closed slowly, and the sound outside was instantly isolated.

"Bella," the lady was forced to look up, "you shouldn't do this to me."

"Your husband, your son, they both betrayed their master."

The hoarse voice did not sound like a woman's. The madness was suppressed, revealing a pair of hateful and crazy eyes.

"Xixi, tell me, how can I take revenge?"

Narcissa's heart skipped a beat when she heard the word revenge.

She pretended to be calm and said coldly: "That's them. I have never betrayed the Dark Lord."

"Really?" Bellatrix seemed to want to see through her good sister.

Narcissa looked him in the eye without giving in, and said arrogantly, "Nothing I have done for him has ever failed."

The sharp wand around his neck slowly moved away.

Bellatrix straightened up and slowly pulled off her hood, revealing an extremely terrifying face.

One third of her face had wooden nails hammered into it, and she looked at her sister, as if she was afraid that she was being deceived.

"Cissy, I know you won't betray us."

Bellatrix was as sensitive as a child and hugged her sister tightly.

There was hatred in her voice, "Rodolphus, that damned bastard, he betrayed his master in the end, he should be glad that he is dead."

It was a voice full of resentment, as if the person speaking was not her husband.

That was the marriage between Black and Lestrange, and Bellatrix had never had any feelings for that husband.

Narcissa's body stiffened, and she slowly placed her hands on the back with burnt skin.