Dumbledore took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
If the father of the man in front of him is not Newt Scamander, but Albus Dumbledore, the old man swears that he will spank the naughty boy's ass.
Instead of taking out the notebook rashly, Dumbledore closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a while. As a result, his teeth became more itchy.
"You should have told me earlier that this thing is too dangerous for the little wizard."
Horcrux is really not an unfamiliar term to those knowledgeable wizards.
But over thousands of years, very few people have actually seen it.
It's not that there is no market for immortality among dark wizards, nor is it because there is no way to make it.
Think about it, what kind of top-secret information could be obtained by even a few school students?
The reason for its rarity is simple. Voldemort is the only person to have successfully produced a Horcrux since the Dark Ages.
The rest of those who intended to live forever with Horcruxes lost their lives at the step of splitting their souls, without exception.
Even during a period when dark wizards were extremely rampant, Horcrux production technology achieved more brilliant "results" than those of the Ministry of Magic in various countries.
There are many powerful dark wizards who have been evil for a while, but they stayed in their secret bases forever while making Horcruxes, and could never return to the world to make trouble.
But the main reason that made Dumbledore angry was not that this notebook was the key to Voldemort's resurrection.
Ani also knew very well what the old principal was worried about, but he was already prepared for it.
"Hey, I thought the principal would never be surprised."
The legendary white wizard's gaze was extremely oppressive, but Aini was not nervous at all, and even teased the old man casually.
"I'm ready, you close the box and try."
Voldemort's Horcrux alone was not enough to make Dumbledore so moved. What really annoyed him was that Ani ignored the safety of the children.
Resurrection using Horcruxes is not something created out of nothing. Trees still need the support of the land to bear fruit, let alone a book to give birth to a living person.
Trees draw nutrients from the earth, and the objects where the Horcrux takes root are the creatures it bewitches.
Fishing with a straight hook is obviously not Voldemort's style, so he not only needs to bend the hook, but also needs to make the hook look more tempting.
The reason for Dumbledore's discoloration was this "bait" - the twisted power of bewitchment coiled around the inconspicuous notebook.
Those wizards with insufficient realm and insufficient willpower have no power to resist it.
The person who is bewitched will pick it up and use it unconsciously, and have no doubt about the response given by the Horcrux.
When the person being bewitched is immersed in illusory satisfaction, he or she is like a restaurant with the door open, allowing Horcruxes to walk in and knock the bones and suck the marrow.
Even if some accident interrupts the Horcrux's feeding, it will leave a hole in the victim's mind that is difficult to repair.
The person who is bewitched will get close to the breath of the Horcrux from the bottom of his heart.
However, Horcruxes, other Horcruxes, and main souls come from the same source, and their breath may be slightly different due to the carrier, but this difference is extremely subtle.
Perhaps, Harry and Ginny finally got together, not necessarily without this reason.
You know, the Boy Who Lived is also one of the guarantees for Voldemort to survive the suffering.
Dumbledore is naturally not worried about Aini, but Horcruxes are not dead objects. After discovering that the holder is not bewitched, he will naturally change the target.
What the old principal fears most is that some of the little wizards in the auditorium have been attracted to him without saying a word.
Perhaps because the Horcrux is now under their control, this subconscious favor will not cause big trouble.
What's worse is that if Voldemort can really stand on the ground with his own two feet in the future, the introduction laid today may very well lead those who could have escaped from this quagmire to embark on another trajectory.
"Um?"
Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, and after closing the lid, the confusion spread around him.
The power disappeared without a trace.
"This is what I asked Sylvie to do. It can perfectly isolate the breath and fluctuations on the Horcrux."
Aini's tone was a little helpless. How could he bring such a high-risk item to school without any precautions? .br>
"The spirit of the forbidden forest?"
Dumbledore had heard Ani mention this name before, and he was still in awe of this ancient existence that was unknown how long ago it was born, even though he was known as the greatest white wizard in the world.
The wooden box could isolate the power of temptation in the notebook, which made the old principal feel relieved and a little annoyed at the same time.
As expected, care leads to chaos. Just now I was only thinking about the safety of the students, and I actually ignored that I didn't feel anything strange in the wooden box before I opened it.
As an old man who has experienced turmoil, he does not want to cultivate students into greenhouse flowers, but such uncertainties and dangers that are far beyond the scope of the young wizard are not normal training methods.
"Not only that, after this thing selects a target, it will converge on its own abilities."
Aini said as he stepped forward and opened the box again. Before the bewitching power in the notebook could fully unfold, he restrained his breath and grabbed it.
Immediately, most of the bewitching power on the Horcrux dissipated, and even if Dumbledore didn't sense it carefully, it would be difficult to detect any abnormalities.
"This is good news."
The old principal breathed a sigh of relief. At least if the Horcrux only targets one person at a time, the risk is not uncontrollable.
"How did you get it?" Putting aside his worries, Dumbledore asked about the origin of the Horcrux.
"Stolen."
Ani replied confidently, without any sense of shame in stealing people's property.
"Uh..." Dumbledore also choked. Good boy, are you so proud to be a thief?
The old principal didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, but Ani didn't continue to talk about it, and recounted the discovery of the Horcrux in Flourish Blossom Bookstore.
"You are right, this thing is not suitable for being touched by too many people."
Dumbledore nodded. If Ani didn't deliberately restrain his aura, the Horcrux would most likely not choose an easy target like him to attack.
If you don't know how to adapt and insist on checking out, I'm afraid the first person to be deceived will be the young clerk, which will cause unnecessary twists and turns.
"After all, it was taken without telling me. It's not an exaggeration to say it was stolen. When the time is right, I'll go to the bookstore and explain it."
Aini shook his head slightly, adaptability is adaptability, and facts are facts. He is not a rigid person, but he does not want to cross the bottom line easily.
"I think that bookworm will thank you. It doesn't matter. I will tell him when the time is right."
Dumbledore became more and more satisfied with Aini's performance, but at the same time he was a little regretful. After all, he was still someone else's child...
Aberforth should have been urged to get married early when he was young. Now he was afraid that his great-grandson would not be as old as Ani.
Dumbledore suddenly laughed at himself, was he really too old?
I never thought about this before last year.
However, I remembered the pictures of a happy family when I was a child. I spent most of my time reading books or practicing spells, and Ariana and Aberforth were always playing together, and would run to me every time they were chased. hide.
After seeing this, their mother always scolded them not to cause trouble for their brother, but she could not hide the smile in her eyes. Sometimes when she met her father's gaze from the top of the newspaper, the smile that followed was so gentle.
At that time, I was always worried about being harassed by my younger brothers and sisters.
Now, those are the beautiful things that I long for most, but I can no longer get them...
