Chapter 289 Defeat Voldemort with Technology?

【Harry Potter: The Strongest Senior】 【】

Dumbledore heard about Sean's performance during the day from Professor McGonagall, which was somewhat beyond his expectations. He knew that Sean was a rare talent.

I originally thought that Sean should be similar to Voldemort when he was young, but before Voldemort completely fell into darkness, he had always hidden himself. Dumbledore had never seen Tom Riddle do what Sean did today.

"He's more like Grindelwald now." Dumbledore thought to himself, thinking that he should take the time to talk to Sean to prevent Sean from going astray.

At this time, the owl flew out of the window, and Dumbledore waved his hand to open the window. The owl held the newspaper in its mouth and delivered it to Dumbledore's desk.

It's "The Evening Prophet" again. In the past, the Prophet newspaper only published "The Daily Prophet" in the morning, and only when a big news suddenly happened, it would publish it urgently in the evening. However, in the short period of the epidemic, you can receive the evening newspaper almost every night. .

This evening newspaper is a bit strange. The back of the folded page is blank, indicating that only the front has printed content.

Dumbledore had a bad premonition. He opened the newspaper and saw that the space where he could normally write articles of several hundred words was now printed in large and bold fonts, with only one sentence printed on it.

"Hand over Harry Potter, the savior, to end this epidemic, bring your family and friends back to you, and restore the peace to the magical world. There is only one chance. Before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I want the savior to appear at the Ministry of Magic. Square----Voldemort"

Dumbledore's hand holding the newspaper unknowingly tightened, and with the sound of the newspaper tearing, the door to the principal's office was pushed open.

"Dumbledore, look at this!" Professor McGonagall handed over a newspaper.

Dumbledore waved his hand and said, "I saw that the public opinion outside should be very unified."

"How could Fudge do such a thing!? Poor Harry." Professor McGonagall said angrily and distressedly.

Dumbledore didn't know whether it was Fudge or Voldemort, but it didn't matter anymore. Now the British wizarding world knew about this condition.

Whether it is from the perspective of Fudge's Ministry of Magic or the perspective of ordinary wizards, it is worthwhile to exchange a Harry Potter for the end of the epidemic.

Snape also hurried in with a newspaper, and his usually cold face also showed an eager look.

Before he could speak, Dumbledore said to the two of them, "Go to the Great Hall and have a look."

As soon as the three of them went downstairs to the auditorium, a group of people came to the school gate, including Aurors, law enforcement teams, reporters and parents of students.

Fudge took the lead and led more than two dozen of his men toward the auditorium. After being beaten to the ground by Dumbledore in the trial room, Fudge brought half of the Ministry of Magic's combat personnel.

Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape stopped Fudge's large army in the atrium. Behind them, Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent from the Daily Prophet, was frantically pressing the camera.

"Dumbledore, I want to take Harry Potter away, but you have to understand that this is the will of all the people, and I am only executing it on their behalf." Fudge said righteously.

"Do you really believe that Voldemort will keep his promise?" Dumbledore asked.

Fudge did not answer directly, but asked instead, "Didn't you always believe in the prophecy that Harry Potter was the savior? Now I think you are right, he is the savior. Leave him to me. This time The epidemic is over."

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Dumbledore looked at the parents of students in the back. Their children were seriously ill in the Great Hall, but as parents there was nothing they could do.

Now they have to exchange the life of an innocent child for the life of their child. Even if they are morally unreasonable, their eyes betray them. Even if they are asked to be Voldemort's lackeys for the sake of their children, they may agree with tears. .

Dumbledore has no children, so he cannot personally experience the feelings of parents for their children, but he has been a principal for decades and has seen too many parents who risk their lives for their children, just like Harry's parents.

"I know what you think, but please give me some time. I will give you an explanation in two hours." Dumbledore said.

Fudge could still afford to wait for an hour, and besides, Dumbledore had said so, so he still had to give him face.

"Okay, I'll give you an hour."

"Go and bring Sean to the Forbidden Forest." Dumbledore said to Snape. "Minerva is coming with me."

Under the gaze of everyone, Dumbledore walked to Hagrid's hut and then entered the Forbidden Forest.

In the Slytherin dormitory under the black lake, Sean was looking through the semicircular window at the occasional small fish swimming by the moonlight in the lake.

Suddenly, Snape's voice came from the common room outside, "Sean, come out right away."

Jerry's ears cocked up. Sean touched his head, glanced at the two-year-old flower and said, "Sleep well and don't eat grass."

Sean walked out of the door and saw Snape staring at him, "Follow me quickly."

"Professor, what happened?"

"Don't say anything. You'll know when we get there."

Five minutes later, the two landed in the territory of the Forbidden Forest Horse Tribe. On the edge of the territory was a newly built wooden house.

"Wear a mask," Snape reminded.

Sean probably knew that this should be the temporary research room where Astoria was located, and Yawen was also in it.

The two pushed the door open and entered the wooden house. Sean's guess was basically correct. Astoria was lying on a simple wooden bed with several needles stuck in her body. Smethyk was playing with the blood samples without raising his head.

"Professor, what is this?" Sean asked, looking at Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall on the side handed Sean a newspaper. Sean was shocked when he saw the content. Voldemort had indeed conspired to force Dumbledore to death with the help of the public to see if he would choose Harry. Or the electorate.

McGonagall said, "Fudge has already brought people to the auditorium. In two hours, we have to hand Harry over."

Dumbledore and Yawen were talking, "Can you confirm the time when the finished product will be developed now?"

"Three viruses are mixed together to produce mutations. This is several times more difficult than conquering one virus alone. The key is blood vessel disease, but I have found a way to eliminate it." Yawen said.

"It takes time. Once you know the method, you still need to try it over and over again. No one can guarantee when it will succeed." Smethyk said, who had been silent.

"Sorry, I can't give a definite time." Ya Wen said.

Dumbledore knew that there were already deaths outside. Time waited for no one. The longer it was delayed, the more deaths there would be.

"Professor, I think Voldemort may have the antidote." Snape said, "If he wants to use Harry's blood to resurrect, then he first needs a healthy Harry, not a Harry full of viruses, otherwise he will be resurrected. He can also get the virus."

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When Sean heard this, Snape's analysis was right. Voldemort was ninety-nine percent likely to have discovered the antidote, and that's why he forced Dumbledore to hand over Harry now.

After he is resurrected, Harry's blood will also be integrated into his body. Either give Harry the antidote first to let him recover, or take the antidote himself after resurrecting, regardless of whether Harry lives or lives.

Long before Tom Riddle became a socket, he had been interested in researching the Greengrass family's blood disease. In the following decades, he was engaged in research on Horcruxes and other terrorist attacks. He finally developed a medicine to treat blood vessel diseases.

"Sean, I need you to do something. You seem to have a good understanding of Muggle tools and equipment technology in Egypt." Dumbledore said.

"Ah, I know a little bit about it. There is a Muggle shopping street outside the Leaky Cauldron. I occasionally go to understand the daily life of Muggles." Sean explained seemingly reasonably.

"Is there any way for Muggles to locate and track people, like tracking threads or tracking spells?" Dumbledore asked.

Hoff, who works part-time as a guard at the cabin, said, "I have an idea."

Dumbledore knew he had a way. A few years ago, Hough sent a fake Philosopher's Stone to Voldemort. There was tracking magic in the Philosopher's Stone. According to the compass in Hough's hand, they found Voldemort.

"No, no magic. Voldemort will not be fooled a second time. We need to break the inherent thinking and use unexpected methods. Muggle technology is something that Voldemort, who despises Muggles, would never have thought of." Dumbledore said.

Sean quickly understood what Dumbledore meant. Since Voldemort was hidden so deeply, no one would find him. If he wanted to cast tracking magic on Harry, Voldemort would definitely be on guard in advance.

"Professor, there is a way, Muggle GPS technology, but we are afraid that we will violate a bunch of International Secrecy Acts again."