Chapter 431 Elementarymy Dear Friends (Part 2)

——He really does hold a grudge.

This was Yang Yun's first thought after hearing Chu Xuan's words. After all, in the original world line, this strongest wise man had never been very smart. After being threatened by Adam with the continental shelf oscillator, he worked day and night to develop the magic cannon as the ultimate strategic weapon of the Zhongzhou team. For this ugly cannon, he even sacrificed Zheng Zha's coveted and extremely cool skeleton warhorse...

So what Chu Xuan did now, in Yang Yun's opinion, was that after being questioned by Grindelwald from the perspective of magic, he must use a different method from magic to get back the ground, so that the people in front of him can realize that not only magic can find Voldemort's traces, but an ordinary person who does not know magic can also do it with intelligence... Although this "ordinary person's intelligence" is actually not ordinary at all.

"...I have been waiting for nearly a hundred years, and I don't mind waiting a little longer."

Dumbledore made a decision in the few seconds that Yang Yun and Chu Xuan communicated in the mind link. There seemed to be reluctance in his eyes, but in the end it turned into determination: "You are right, Tom has been hiding for long enough."

"He is an unstable factor. Finding his hiding place is our top priority."

"Very good, it seems that we have reached a consensus again."

Yang Yun nodded and said according to Chu Xuan's words. Of course, Chu Xuan's words were not so humane. He said it after slightly optimizing the tone: "Then Principal Dumbledore, during the time when Voldemort disappeared, what means did you use to find his traces?"

"Almost all means."

Dumbledore also sighed when Yang Yun mentioned this matter After taking a breath, he rubbed his forehead and said tiredly: "We have exhausted all known means and magic to try to find Tom's traces, modern spells, ancient spells, white magic, black magic, and even blood magic... Gellert and I don't know how much magic we used on the skin he shed, but we can't find even a trace. It's as if his entire body disappeared completely from this world with the shed skin."

"I see."

Yang Yun nodded. He naturally heard from the Hogwarts principal in front of him what happened to Dumbledore and Voldemort in Azkaban after the Zhongzhou team returned to the main god space. He even went to see the "relics" left by Voldemort in person... It must be said that the dark wizard who "went further than anyone else on the road to immortality" has successfully turned himself into a non-human existence.

"Then Principal Dumbledore, I guess you have also tried prophecy-like means?" Yang Yun continued to ask.

Under normal circumstances, "prophecy" can be equated with desperate attempts. But in this magical world, prophecy is a practical means.

"Of course I tried it."

This time, it was Grindelwald who answered with a bad face. He answered in a dull tone: "Again, nothing was found."

Yang Yun asked tentatively: "Is it through Professor Sybill Trelawney's prophecy? Excuse me, although she is the professor of Divination at Hogwarts and the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra Trelawney, she does not seem to have inherited the full blood power of this true prophet. In most cases, the prophecies she made are greatly different from the facts..."

At this moment, although Dumbledore looked worried, he seemed to have a smile on his face. In response, Grindelwald's face suddenly became ugly, and he said in a hard tone: "It was not Sybill Trelawney who made the prophecy... but me."

"Sorry, Mr. Grindelwald."

Yang Yun apologized in a tone that did not sound too sincere: "I didn't know you were trying to use the prophecy to track Voldemort's whereabouts."

"Boy, what do you mean?"

Grindelwald was also a proud person. He could not stand Yang Yun's frivolous tone, and immediately wanted to get angry again: "Do you think I am not as good as that guy named Sybill Trelawney? I can tell you , if I can't find out the truth through prophecy, then no one in the world can!"

"I understand, no one understands the value of prophecy better than you, Mr. Grindelwald."

Yang Yun passed over this topic, and the next words he was going to say were the key points: "So, you two, what do you think Voldemort used to escape so many magical detections, even the most mysterious prophecy magic, can't find any clues about him?"

"Boy, you really still doubt my prophetic ability!"

After hearing what Yang Yun said, Grindelwald immediately raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry. Although Yang Yun did not say it explicitly, his words implied that he did not trust his ability to predict. For a prophet who successfully predicted the Second World War, comparing him with Sybill Trelawney was an insult...

"No, wait, Gellert, he is right. Even in Tom's heyday, he could not have been searched by so many magics without revealing his whereabouts."

But on the contrary, Dumbledore stopped Grindelwald with a serious face. The greatest white wizard of the 20th century frowned and said, "You mean, all the means have failed to work, which itself represents something?"

Yang Yun nodded and said: "Yes, first of all, you can try to put yourself in someone else's shoes. If I were Voldemort, would I leave the UK?"

"impossible."

Whether it was Dumbledore or Grindelwald, they came up with this answer in an instant: "He is just dormant temporarily, not running away with his tail between his legs. He will never leave this land... His followers and sphere of influence are all here." ”

"Then, the problem is actually very simple. Compared to the fact that Voldemort suddenly obtained a powerful magical item that can cover his entire whereabouts, I am more inclined to believe that he is in an extremely special place, which allows him to ignore all magic. search.”

Yang Yun smiled and said: "So, what do you two think is there in the UK that meets the corresponding conditions?"

"Hogwarts? No, no way."

Dumbledore thought of the castle at his feet almost instantly, but he rejected this guess the next moment: "I am the principal of Hogwarts. Regarding this castle that has been protected by powerful magic for thousands of years, Even Tom couldn't have entered quietly, otherwise he wouldn't have had to trick Severus into stealing the crown for him in the first place..."

"Godric's Hollow? The vault of Gringotts? The old residence of the pure-blood families? St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

One location after another was constantly proposed and eliminated by the two, until finally, a location appeared in their minds at the same time.

"Only the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore murmured: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. Only the Department of Mysteries can withstand so many magical detections, and Tom has always been interested in everything there, and even specially Developing August Rookwood into a Death Eater... I should have thought of that."

"It's very possible. Even I can't think of more possibilities."

Grindelwald was a man of action. He had stood up and was ready to go. But when he saw Yang Yun, who was still sitting there, he couldn't help but think of something, and his expression became complicated again.

But in the end, Grindelwald's curiosity got the upper hand, and the magic master, who was also about a hundred years old, asked firmly: "I didn't expect that you actually deduced Voldemort's most likely hiding place in a few words... …Is this some kind of special magic from Wandering Sea?”

"Magic? No, it's not magic."

Yang Yun smiled and answered Grindelwald's question with a classic line from Sherlock Holmes.

"Elementary, my dear friends." (This is the most basic reasoning, my friend)