Chapter 591: The Legend of Gandalf, Is It Really a Pie in the Sky? (1/2)

Chapter 591 The legend of Gandalf, is it definitely a pie in the sky?

"I remember what I told you before." Mundungus said aggrievedly, "Not long after Sirius died, a man named Gandalf came here.

He took away most of the valuables in the house with a property transfer agreement, including the locket you are looking for."

After the voice fell, the three looked at each other.

"So you took Kreacher's collection and gave those things to Gandalf?" Ron asked in astonishment, "This is too much!"

"I can't help it." Mundungus spread his hands and said mentally exhausted: "Originally, I wanted to secretly steal one or two antiques, but he asked Remus to monitor me, and I only got some leftovers in the end.

I sold those things for less than 200 Galleons in total, I really didn't make much money."

"It's not about how much money you make." Harry thought of the mysterious wizard holding a staff and smoking a pipe in the cave, and he was also depressed and vomited blood.

"Is there any way to find Gandalf?"

"I don't know." Mundungus shook his head very bluntly, "Dumbledore asked me to find out about him, but this man seemed to have popped out of a stone.

I mobilized all my connections and searched for several months but there was no information about him. No one had even heard of him."

"Could it be someone pretending to be him?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"It's unlikely. I've seen him." Harry said, "Dumbledore has seen him too, in that cave.

If someone pretended to be him, he would definitely be able to tell."

"The question is how to find him?" Ron said tiredly, "It's not too difficult to find a well-known person, but he seems to be too mysterious."

"That..." Mundungus raised his hand weakly, "I remember, maybe you can ask Phineas, he is the notary of the property transfer agreement."

"Kreacher, help me get that portrait."

"Okay, Master."

Kreacher Apparated directly to the third floor and took out a blank portrait from Harry and Ron's room.

"How...how to contact?" Harry frowned in confusion. He had seen Dumbledore ask Phineas to pass on the message, but he didn't know how to find someone through the blank photo frame.

"I'll try." Hermione picked up her wand and pointed it at the center of the ornate frame. "Phineas, Phineas, can you hear me?

Professor Phineas Nigellus Black, can you please talk to us?"

"Who wants me?"

Phineas got into the portrait, and Hermione immediately waved her wand to block his view.

"Who did it? How dare you?"

"Sorry, Professor, we can't reveal our position."

"Harry Potter?" Phineas was stunned when he heard the familiar voice. "I heard that you became the most wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic, and you are also related to the cause of Dumbledore's death."

"Do you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it. Dumbledore's portrait is in the headmaster's office. He trusts you very much."

"Dumbledore left a portrait?" Harry smiled excitedly, feeling a ray of light in the gloom, "Can he come over? I have too many questions to ask him."

"I'm afraid not, Harry Potter." Phineas poured a basin of cold water on his heart, "I We can't leave the principal's office, unless you visit your portraits elsewhere. In addition, I have to remind you that Dumbledore's portrait does not mean Dumbledore himself. Hermione interrupted: "At least you must rush into the principal's office to see him again. I can't tell you about him. "Pholys said faintly." We really can't say. "Hermione explained," But he is very important, it is very important, and even the key to defeating the Black Demon King. " After a long while, he stopped, holding his stomach.

"Is it that serious?" Ron looked unnatural, "Isn't this a bit exaggerated?"

"Not at all." Phineas waved his hand, "In a sense, the girl is right. Gandalf is indeed the key to defeating the Dark Lord, at least I think so."

"Then tell us quickly!"

"I really can't tell you. That guy's contract forbids me to reveal anything about him by any means." Phineas said, with a hint of helplessness in his serious tone.

He is one of the few people who know the true identity of 'Gandalf'. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that a student would have such great ability.

Hidden behind the scenes, but almost everyone was included.

"Contract? You mean the contract?" Harry suddenly thought of something, "Aaron, yes, Aaron, I almost forgot about him."

Phineas:......

Did he guess it? This is none of my business.

"What happened to Aaron?" Hermione frowned, a trace of worry in her heart, "What does this have to do with him?"

"He knows Gandalf." Harry smiled, "Gandalf said that Aaron's magic circle was taught by him."

Phineas knew that this was another guy who was fooled by 'Gandalf', and he couldn't help but sigh, "Good night, everyone."

"Wait!" Harry suddenly stopped him, "Please don't tell anyone else about our contact with you."

Phineas nodded slightly and turned away from the photo frame.

"It's really a ray of hope!" Ron breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Hermione, "You can contact him, right?"

"Yeah!"

"This has nothing to do with me, right?" Mundungus said, "Can I leave?"

The three exchanged glances, and Harry and Ron nodded to Hermione at the same time.

It's not that they don't want to use that magic, but they are really not sure.

Mundungus is indeed not very good, but so far he is still a friendly force. If the two of them come, it will easily turn people into idiots.

Hermione smiled apologetically and pointed her wand at Mundungus, "Oblivion!"

The mist-like light sprayed on Mundungus' face. He rolled his eyes and lay straight on the floor.

"It should be fine." Hermione put his wand into his pocket. "I deleted his memory of tonight, but is this really appropriate?"

"It can't be helped. He knows too much." Ron said with an awkward smile. "It's not that I don't trust him, but if he is caught by the Death Eaters, who knows if he will sell us three out?"

Harry agreed. They couldn't afford to gamble now, let alone lose.

"Kreacher."

"Master, what do you want?"

"Please take him out with Dobby and find a more hidden cave to put him in.

Protect him in secret and make sure he comes back after he wakes up."

"Yes, sir."

"Dobby is very willing to serve Harry Potter."

The two house elves carried Mundungus and Apparated away from No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Hermione, you can contact him now." Harry said.

Hermione took a deep breath, skillfully took out a Galleon, and then tapped it with her wand to change the number on it.

At the same time, in Diagon Alley.

Aaron, who was packing his suitcase, paused and took out the warm gold Galleon.

"You came to me late at night, it must be something important, right!"

"There are clues about the Horcrux." Hermione glanced at Harry and Ron hesitantly, "Kreacher and Dobby found Mundungus."

"He didn't sell Slytherin's locket?" Aaron was a little surprised, "It seems that he knows more about goods than I thought, and he should still be choosing a buyer!"

"In fact, Slytherin's locket has never been in his hands."

"Get to the point." Ron urged.

Hermione glared at him fiercely, "Well... you know Gandalf, right?"

"Yes." Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, "He is an old friend of mine. A few years ago, my family arranged a spontaneous trip for me, and I happened to be going the same way as him."

"Then do you know where he is?" Hermione asked nervously, "Because according to Mundungus, Gandalf once took away most of the wealth of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, and Slytherin's locket was among them."

"Watfa..."

Aaron's pupils gradually widened, and his expression became extremely wonderful.

After a moment, he came back to his senses, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he gradually became unrestrained.

Is this definitely a pie in the sky? The surprise caught people off guard!

Another Horcrux was obtained. To be precise, Slytherin's locket was the first Horcrux he got, but he never knew it.

This Horcrux may be in the vault of the Temple of the Gods, in his space magic circle, or in Abe's pocket. In short, it is within reach.

"Aaron, Aaron, are you still there?" Hermione asked, and the voice brought him back to reality.

"Sorry, I was distracted by mistake."

"You have a good relationship with Gandalf, can you contact him?" Hermione said embarrassedly, "The locket is Voldemort's Horcrux after all."

"I understand. Leave this to me." Aaron's voice gradually became serious. "I am sure I can persuade him to hand over the Horcrux. It will take no more than seven days. I will contact you then."

"Great."

"One more thing." Aaron said solemnly. "Hogwarts will start school the day after tomorrow. I know I may not be able to persuade you, but I still hope you can come back to school.

With me here, the Death Eaters dare not embarrass you, but outside..."

Aaron did not finish his words, and Hermione on the opposite side fell into a brief silence.

"Don't worry, I will be fine."

Aaron:......

Once this flag was set, it was difficult for him to feel at ease.

"Contact me if you are in danger. I will be by your side as quickly as possible.

In addition, you have to move as soon as possible.

As time goes by, No. 12 Grimmauld Place will become more and more dangerous."

"Got it. Good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the call, Hermione showed a relieved smile on her face.

"What's going on?" Harry asked impatiently.

"It's done. Aaron will get the Horcrux in seven days at most."

Harry and Ron were excited to hear the good news.

After more than a month, they finally saw some results.

"Wait." Harry suddenly thought of something, "Did Aaron tell me how to destroy the Horcrux?"

"No, but it shouldn't be difficult for him."

"No, we must not take it lightly.

There is a difference between Horcruxes and Horcruxes. The diary can bewitch people and almost drained Ginny's life.

I don't know what magic the Gaunt family ring has, but Dumbledore seems to have lost an arm because of it."

Hermione's face changed drastically, "I'll contact him immediately."

Aaron, who was immersed in ecstasy, felt the signal from the gold galleons and immediately came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

"Harry asked me to remind you that Horcruxes are particularly dangerous. If you are not absolutely sure to destroy it, don't act rashly."

"Okay, I understand, good night."

After hanging up the call again, Aaron didn't bother to pack his suitcase and pulled Abe out of bed.

"Master, Master?" Abe covered his pocket nervously. Aaron's sight reminded him of the cruelty of having his supplies confiscated in the past.

"Don't be nervous." Aaron showed a kind smile and took out Captain Jack's compass.

"The location of Slytherin's locket."

He repeated it in his heart, and the needle on the compass began to slowly turn, and finally pointed to the door.

"It seems that it is not here with you, nor with me."

"What?"

"Nothing? Go back to sleep!"

Aaron put Abe on the bed, and then communicated with the thought body in his mind, telling him about the locket.

Soon Captain Jack's compass was taken in the hand of the thought body, and the needle turned wildly, and when it stopped, it accurately pointed to the location of the vault.

"Far away in the sky, close at hand!" The thought body smiled and shook his head, then opened the vault and searched in a mountain of gold in the direction indicated by the compass needle.

This vault contains some of the Black family's property, but most of it is gold coins, and in addition there are various gold and silver utensils, antiques or artworks.

Slytherin's locket is indeed an ancient artifact, but Aaron is not an antique lover and has never paid attention to these things. This led to the fact that Voldemort's soul fragments were hidden under his nose for so long without being discovered.

More than 20 minutes later, the thought body threw away the golden shovel in his hand and took out an egg-sized locket from the center of the golden mountain.

The octagonal locket has a golden surface that has been precipitated over the years. In the center is a densely packed emerald inlaid S shape, which looks like a vivid little snake.

"Tsk tsk tsk! It's so beautiful. It seems that I have to pay more attention to antiques in the future." The thought body muttered to himself, and then looked at the locket with a playful look in his eyes.

"You are good at hiding! Senior Tom Riddle."