Chapter 530 Dumbledore, Who Will Not Live Long, Has Buried a Mine for Decades (1/2)

Chapter 530 Dumbledore, who will not live long, buried mines for decades

Dumbledore also showed some interest and sat down curiously.

A glimmer flashed in Claire's green pupils, and then her brows unconsciously frowned slightly, "Professor, I, I may have seen it wrong."

"Maybe I didn't see it wrong!

Just tell me, I've been prepared for a long time."

Tepler nodded to Claire, and she hesitated and said, "I didn't see the details, but your future is shrouded in death, which means..."

"I won't live long, right?"

"Yes, at most three years, at most one year."

"A little longer than I thought." Dumbledore was not surprised at all, but smiled with relief: "But death is another kind of adventure."

"Most people will never have such an optimistic attitude after knowing their own death date." Tepler said admiringly, "It's admirable."

"Actually, I don't have that What is optimistic? "" "People!" "That's good." Tepreya said, "Albus Dumbledore, the Gacus family may keep your life and even help you go further." Dumbledore's eyes were slightly condensed, and his heart was stunned. "What's the price? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

"Withdraw from the disputes in the wizarding world. Even if Voldemort wins, you can't take action." Tepler said lightly, "Of course, this is just the most basic condition."

"What about more specific conditions?"

Tepler spread his hands on the table, and a densely written parchment was conjured up by him, "The rest is the core secrets of the Gaius family. You have to sign a contract first before I can tell you."

Hearing this, Dumbledore fell silent.

He picked up the contract and looked at it carefully. There was no content asking him to be loyal to the Gaius family. On the contrary, he enjoyed full personal freedom, but he had to keep strictly confidential what he saw, knew, and heard, and could not reveal it to any life in any way.

"Is this just a confidentiality agreement?" Dumbledore asked doubtfully.

"You can understand it that way, but this agreement is very binding." A wise light flashed in Tepler's eyes, "Whether you are active, passive or accidental, you cannot reveal the secrets of the Gaius family.

After signing this contract, you will know more.

If you don't want to join the Gaius family's plan in the future, we will not force you, but the secrets you know will be taken to the grave and no one will know them forever."

"It makes sense." Dumbledore said, but he did not sign it immediately, but asked in confusion: "I think many people should have signed similar contracts!"

"Yes." Vicco nodded, "You are familiar with two friends, Nicolas Flamel and Newt Scamander."

"One is an alchemist and the other is a magical zoologist." Dumbledore murmured thoughtfully, "Both are top talents. What exactly does the Gaius family want to do?"

"Sign the agreement, you will know." Vicco said calmly, "I found Scamander after he retired. He signed a confidentiality agreement and learned about the deep secrets of the Gaius family. Later, he excitedly accepted our conditions, but only asked to bring his wife along.

As for Flamel... I am ashamed to say that the Gaius family has approached him many times, but he has always been busy.

It was not until a few years ago that he changed his mind. After signing the confidentiality agreement, I took him to appreciate the scenery above alchemy. At that time, he regretted it and regretted signing it hundreds of years late.

His request was surprisingly similar to Scamander's, to bring his wife along. "

"It sounds like he wants to enjoy himself."

"It's almost the same if you think so." Vico sighed and shook his head, "Over the years, my wife and I have been running around looking for qualified people to sign the agreement.

After learning the secrets of the Gaius family, those who were alone joined without hesitation, those with families would join only after they had taken care of their funeral affairs, and some would join only after their lifespans were exhausted and they had enjoyed their lives.

If nothing unexpected happens, Albus, you will be the third type."

Dumbledore pursed his lips and wrote his name on the contract with his wand: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

"You will see a brand new world next." Tepler said, "You'd better be mentally prepared."

"Uh..." Dumbledore raised his intact left hand like a student, "I have two questions before I start, I hope you can give me an answer."

"Excuse me." Tepler said.

"The first one is how do you plan to save my life?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

He can now clearly feel the passing of life. The Gaius family will not give him a bottle of resurrection potion after his death, that would be too extravagant.

"At the moment of your death, your soul will be taken away by the contract, and your body will be reshaped, exactly the same as before your death, but the curse on your hand will be removed."

"Unbelievable." Dumbledore took a long time to reluctantly accept it, "The second question is why choose me? I should not be considered a top talent, right?

Unless you say it is an educator, then I can barely match it."

"Don't get me wrong, we really don't lack talents in teaching and educating people." Vicco said disdainfully, "In addition to special talents, there is another standard, that is strength.

Only those above the Saint Magus are qualified to know our secrets, but the Saint Magus are generally proud, and the probability of their agreement is no more than 50%, just like the four founders of Hogwarts, they did not agree, but warned future generations to give full respect to the Gaius family.

Professor Dumbledore, your strength is still a little bit lacking, after all, the peak-level Grand Magus is not a Saint Magus."

"I can break through that bottleneck at any time if I want." Dumbledore said weakly.

"But Voldemort won't give you this opportunity, and neither will your old rival Grindelwald." Vicco said meaningfully, "You are too deeply involved with the two Dark Lords. As long as you make any movement, they will immediately notice it.

In addition, once you become a Holy Magister, you must abide by certain rules. After all, the world we live in is too small to withstand the torment of Holy Magisters."

"What if Voldemort..."

"It's the same for him." Vicco said, "In short, the holy war between Holy Magisters is absolutely not allowed."

"The reason why I gave you a The reason for this opportunity is...your hand. "Tepler said, "There are also standards for selecting people based on their strength. A madman like Voldemort is not qualified even if he is strong, but someone like you who is willing to make great sacrifices for the peace of the magic world can be an exception even if your strength is a little bit lower.

I don't know much about you, but the fact that you can face death calmly shows that your vision is much bigger than Voldemort's, and he will definitely not be able to play with you. "

Hearing this, Dumbledore smiled self-deprecatingly, "It seems that good people still get good rewards."

"Grindelwald doesn't have the same idea as you." Vico said with a smile.

"What? Did you also look for him?"

The smile on Dumbledore's face froze instantly, and his mentality was not as calm as before.

Although his current enemy is Voldemort, even he believes from the bottom of his heart that Voldemort and Grindelwald are not comparable at all.

The former is just a madman with powerful power. Voldemort's power is basically supported by him alone, and his fear of him far exceeds his loyalty.

Once Voldemort dies, the various forces united by his subordinates will fall apart in an instant, and the monkeys will scatter when the tree falls.

But the latter is different. Grindelwald not only has strong strength, but also has intelligence, emotional intelligence and vision far beyond ordinary people.

Once he walks out of Nurmengard Prison, as long as he raises his arms, his former supporters will return to his side without hesitation.

After half a century of development, those people are well-known figures in all walks of life. Once they unite, Grindelwald's power will only be stronger than decades ago, and it is not impossible to set off a war that sweeps the entire wizarding world.

"Of course." Vico said as a matter of course, "He was surprised when I approached Gellert Grindelwald, but he didn't refuse."

"Why? He is not a good man. There are at least 800 innocent lives who died in his hands."

"His ideas at the time were not wrong." Vico said lightly, "You and he are both for the future of wizards. The difference is that you chose peaceful means, while he chose to achieve his goals by force."

"He was wrong." Dumbledore said excitedly.

"But in our opinion, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, and there were many wizards who supported him at the time." Tepler recalled, "My father's evaluation of him is that he is extremely idealistic, genius-level wisdom, and ruthless personality, but he can restrain himself well and always stay rational.

And after being defeated by you, he has realized his mistakes and regretted and reflected on them for half a century."

Hearing this, Dumbledore felt mixed emotions and sat listlessly in a chair.

"Wait, how did you know that?"

"Vico had a fight with him." Lisanna said with a strange look on her face, "It was a draw!"

Gulu!

Dumbledore swallowed his saliva, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, "That means..."

"His strength has not declined because of decades of imprisonment." Vico said for Dumbledore, "He can leave the prison at any time if he wants."

Dumbledore felt a little mentally broken. He came tonight to discuss with the Gaius family about how to deal with Voldemort, but this melon was inexplicably eaten by him.

He was so exhausted because of Voldemort these years, but he never expected that a mine had been buried by him for decades without being discovered.

If he was killed by Voldemort, would Grindelwald escape from prison again? Who could stop him then?

Dumbledore, who didn't care about death, suddenly became a little scared at this time. He couldn't die yet, at least not before solving the hidden danger of Grindelwald.

But great wizards like them could live for hundreds of years without any problem. If Grindelwald was determined to hide, he really had no way to deal with it.

"Don't worry!" Trips seemed to see Dumbledore's worry, "Grindelwald will not appear in the wizarding world again."

"I dare not bet." Dumbledore said bluntly, "He is hundreds of times more dangerous than Voldemort."

"He signed a contract with Gaius." Vicko said.

"If you mean this confidentiality agreement, forget it." Dumbledore said with a forced smile. He swore that he had never smiled so hypocritically in his life.

"It is a formal contract. He cannot kill anyone in the wizarding world and cannot leave Nurmengard during his lifetime."

"Really?"

Dumbledore took a sip of blood like a dying man, and his face turned red instantly.

"I don't have to lie to you." Vicko said lightly.

"That's right!" Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Then I have signed this confidentiality agreement. Shouldn't Mr. Tripp tell me the specific price of saving my life?"

"Of course." Trippo smiled slightly, and then rolled up his sleeves to reveal the family mark on his arm.

The World Tree pattern swayed its branches slowly as if it was alive, and a layer of ripples appeared in the air, forming a transparent portal.

"Claire, do you want to..."

"No need to say, Grandpa." Claire said easily, "After I marry him, let him take me in."

"Okay!" Tepler nodded, and then took Dumbledore into the portal.

At the same time, in the living room.

Voldemort stared at the gray-white barrier impatiently, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

His negotiation with Vico was very simple, and the other party refused very straightforwardly, so he didn't dare to say much.

But Dumbledore talked to him for too long, even if he believed that the Gaius family would not violate the ancestral precepts, it was hard not to think too much now.

"Don't worry." Aaron stroked the dragon in his arms, "Dumbledore is probably trying to persuade my father, but the result is the same."

"Maybe it will work!" Harry said with some expectation.

"Harry Potter, do you believe I will kill you now?" Voldemort gnashed his teeth.

"It is better not to do anything in Gaius' territory." Jins warned, "Otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"Everyone should keep peace, keep peace." Aaron made a round and then gave Harry a look, "Please don't talk next, I have something to talk to the Dark Lord about."