Chapter 322 Discussion in Dumbledore's Office

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As the sun sets, everything on the ground is coated with a layer of golden yellow.

The setting sun strives to shine the last rays of light on the huge Hogwarts castle.

The same is true in Dumbledore's office. The sunlight shines in through the rectangular windows, and the exquisite silverware stands on the table with slender legs, quietly puffing out smoke and spinning. Not far away, the glass container containing Godric Gryffindor's sword flickered dimly.

Phoenix Fox stood on the huge shelf and let out a strange cry.

Otherwise, the office was quiet.

Dumbledore frowned in a rare way, sitting on the huge armchair, looking at the things in front of him with light blue eyes.

On the surrounding walls, the previous Hogwarts headmasters and headmasters were all staring at the crimson nameplate in front of Dumbledore.

This nameplate is exactly the one that Ivan picked up in the underground ruins. It is engraved with terrifying monster patterns, as well as the human souls that are being sucked by it.

"What do you think about this?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"Terrifying monsters, incarnations of nightmares, immortal beings that feed on the souls of humans and other creatures!" An old man lazily replied, his voice full of jokes, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's really scary, this kind of monster should be It only exists in fairy tales!"

He was Phineas Nigellus Black, Sirius' great-great-grandfather and the most unpopular headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen.

"But it showed up at Hogwarts, Phineas!" A shrewd-eyed witch said sternly, shaking a very thick wand in her hand, "Albus just told us everything, and this monster just It appeared in the Forbidden Forest not far away, and the boy named Evan Mason discovered it."

"He's lying. Guys from Gryffindor College can't be trusted. They're a bunch of pushy brats." Phineas said disdainfully, "If he really encounters this kind of monster, how can he get away from it? In my opinion, he is a complete liar!"

"Shameless, that kid saved your great-great-grandson's life just a few months ago and proved the Black family innocent," cried the portrait of Dexter Fusco, a red-nosed Fat wizard, "How could you insult him like that."

"Since my useless great-great-grandson is mentioned, I have to..."

"Okay, we should get back to the topic!" Dai Lisi Deventer said slowly.

She is an old witch with long curly silver hair, and she is also the most prestigious headmaster in the history of Hogwarts, and her portrait is required in many important institutions.

"This nameplate and the monster on it are obviously magical creations of ancient warlocks." Dai Lisi continued, "They are different from current wizards. We all know how terrifying those lunatics are. For those taboo research, they can pay any price. It is not impossible to create such a terrifying monster."

"But with the changes of the times, they have all disappeared. No one can live for thousands of years, not even magical creations." Phineas retorted, "Now is not the ignorant Middle Ages, those old antiques thousands of years ago They..."

"Not all, not all, they're not completely gone," said a frail old wizard slowly.

He is Quentin Trimble, master Defense Against the Dark Arts and author of the must-read textbook, The Powers of Darkness: A Guide to Self-Defense.

"Those ancient warlocks' research on necromancers, demons, and life magic has exceeded ordinary people's imagination. I am afraid that some of them have escaped the trial of death." Quentin continued for a while, "There are many methods known so far. There are two ways, but there is only one way that can be practically passed down, and we have discussed this topic many times before."

"It's all just speculation, don't think I don't know, you have always been prejudiced against the outstanding students of Slytherin House." Phineas said dissatisfied.

"It's not a guess. The diary of last semester has confirmed everything. The locket with a powerful magic reaction on Ivan's body should also be one." Dumbledore crossed his fingers and said calmly, "The problem now is Of the remaining quantity, he must have produced a lot, there is no doubt about it.”

There was silence in the office, and no one spoke.

"Okay, okay, I don't understand why the topic is brought up here again, we're talking about this damn nameplate now," Phineas said rudely.

"Indeed, in order to escape death, ancient warlocks and dark wizards have conducted a lot of research, and no one can guarantee whether there are other successful methods other than making Horcruxes." Quentin said slowly, " According to the description, that monster is more like a co-creation of necromancer magic and demon magic, it basically meets all the characteristics, maybe a dark wizard directly carried out evil transformations on his body..."

"Nonsense, it's ridiculous, I've never heard of such magic." Phineas whispered.

There was a murmur of discussion in the office, and the other male and female principals also expressed doubts about Quentin's reasoning, because it sounded too scary.

"I seem to have seen the pattern on this nameplate somewhere." A dry voice suddenly sounded, the owner of the voice was an old man with a gloomy face, he was wearing a set of very old-style black wizard robes, "In our time , Because of the protracted war in the Muggle world, black magic was once very popular, and many magic books have not been destroyed. I must have seen this pattern in some magic book. But the time is too long, I can’t remember.. …”

"What's the difference between that and saying nothing?!" Phineas said disdainfully, he raised the volume to drown out the voices of others talking, "Whether this monster is real or not, whatever it is, I think There is no need to worry, as it has been wiped out by the great Salazar Slytherin himself!"

He was smug and very proud of it.

Hearing him mention Salazar Slytherin, the other male and female old principals rarely refuted. They held respect for the four founders of the school.

Dumbledore looked at the nameplate in front of him calmly, wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly opened, and Snape, who was dressed in a black robe and had a gloomy face, strode in.

On the wall, all the portraits of the male and female principals returned to their usual postures, sitting on the chairs with serious faces, as if they had never moved. (To be continued.)

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