Chapter 1214

There are old stories about Dumbledore's family:

arrogant Kendra Dumbledore, after her husband Percival was announced to be arrested and detained in Azkaban, she was unable to keep herself in a prisoner's house, so she decided to move her family to an unknown village - gorvik Valley, which is similar to Harry Potter's escape from the mysterious man.

Like her former home, gorvik Valley is an ideal home for many wizard families, but because Kendra doesn't know them, she still has to face the curiosity of people in her former village about her husband's crimes. After rejecting the good intentions of all her neighbors, she was finally convinced that her family could live here undisturbed.

"She closed the door in front of me and refused the homemade bread from a large boiler prepared to welcome her." "If they're there, it's definitely a good press player if it's in Muggle world," said Bestar bagdet.

But what if Rita knew Dumbledore wasn't leaving?

A sorcerer who completely abandons life is not the representative of benevolence. Dumbledore is cruel. Fanlin can guarantee that he can be more ruthless than the Dark Lord.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel worried.

So far, so many things have happened, the battle between the order of the Phoenix and the death eaters, the welcome of Harry, the death of moody, and the betrayal of the Ministry of magic. Everything is developing according to the Death Eater's script.

But there was little that van Lin and Harry could do.

A gold cup that is not sure whether it is hidden in the gringoth, a completely unknown Horcrux, a god of death that can't be predicted, and the Holy See pulled down by Fanlin

In the middle of such a few things, but they have no clue or clue.

And Dumbledore in the middle of the old world, with the old bat.

Dumbledore is trying to become the master of the old world, trying to fight against the new power Voldemort has acquired or acquired.

And that reminds van Lin of a belief in witchcraft that was once mentioned.

Witches serve the old gods.

It's a separate legend from Odin, but Van Lim has no doubt about its authenticity.

At least, up to now, all myths have been proved, and even the Vatican has retained considerable divine power.

All these are difficult to contend with for the four people at present, and even thinking has become a luxury.

It seems that the moment Dumbledore left, all the disadvantages were exposed.

Fanlin is strong enough to defeat most witches, Snape, Sirius and others. However, it is only like this. Some blood clans with a long history are a big trouble for van Lin, as for Voldemort's

Depending on Harry's relationship, it is a luxury to resist reluctantly, which costs too much. Moreover, Voldemort will always break such a connection. Even if he will become insensitive to Harry under the influence of fate, in the final analysis, Voldemort is a wizard who is so powerful that Dumbledore has to find another way.

In this way, the problem seems to be a dead end.

Voldemort, or death

What about the only Horcrux left? What's the next way?

Vaseline looked down at Dumbledore and his brother standing together. To tell the truth, the relationship between the two brothers is really not very good. Now it seems a little funny.

"Rita didn't say anything wrong. The Dumbledore family has always been like this. I have seen Dumbledore's memory, and there is a part of his past."

"She said no?" Harry looked at Vaseline in disbelief.

"It can be said that none of us knows what Dumbledore's mother thinks, but it is true that this was the case, at least most people think it should be." Van Lin threw the newspaper aside. "Ariana I'm not sure, but as far as I know, Ariana is not a squib

"Not her? But just now you said... "

"In terms of destructive power, Ariana may be the most powerful one in the Dumbledore family Think about Harry, a family that can give birth to the Dumbledore brothers. How could a squib appear

"But What's wrong with Ariana

"I'm sorry, I don't know!" Van Lim hesitated for a moment and said, "compared with this, all we have to do is trust Dumbledore."

"Yes, yes, I believe him..." Harry became a little depressed, "but But he Already dead... "

Even after such a long time, it is still like a mountain pressing on their chest.

Hermione was a little unstable, and Fanling held Hermione in his arms, while Ron and Harry fell silent.

Fierce, when the atmosphere of staying in the kitchen was suppressed to the extreme, the sound of the outside broke the deadlock.At first, Harry thought that lupin was back in the house.

"Harry..." Hermione called weakly.

"I I'll open the door... " Harry got up a little bad. What's all this about?

But before Harry went out, in an instant, everything didn't really react, and the kitchen door was knocked open.

It was a small figure, wearing a brown plaid coat, a man with a big stomach, two pairs of skinny arms pressing on the man's arm.

"Mundungus!" Fanlin responded. To tell you the truth, it would be very difficult for van Lin to identify this person without clencher and dobby, but the wave of his own magic spell reminded him once again.

Pitifully for the naked eye, it was like a huge penetrating wound. In the position of Mundungus' chest, the color of scorched black was as dazzling as the black wooden wall behind it.

"What?" Harry took a step forward and confirmed it again.

With the push and shove, Mundungus almost fell to the ground. After kretcher let him go, he squatted down in a hurry. Kretcher said in a hoarse voice, "kretcher is back with the villain montanges Fletcher, master."

"And dobby! Dobby caught him and taught him as he was told Dobby's voice rose.

"Good, dobby!" Van Lin can't help but praise, he is very appreciative of Mundungus on the Mediterranean lumps, can see, dobby very hard.

It was like an electric shock. After hearing van Lin's words, Mundungus got up in a hurry and pulled out his wand, but Hermione was one step ahead of him.

"Except your weapon!"

Mundungus's wand flies into the air and is caught by Hermione. Mundungus stormed the stairs furiously, and Ron grabbed him with ease. Mundungus hit the stone floor with a silent chewer.

"Why?" He roared, trying to free himself from Ron's hand. "What did I do wrong? Let two abominable domestic elves follow me. What tricks are you playing? What am I doing wrong? I want to go. Let me go... "

"You are not qualified to threaten us." Van Lim spoke faintly. He pushed his chair away, then strode across the kitchen and squatted down next to Mundungus, who had stopped struggling but was afraid.

Ron stood up. Gasping for breath, he saw Harry walk up and deliberately point his wand at Mundungus's nose. It was funny, but undeniably, it was really very soothing. It was what they wanted.

Mundungus smelled of sweat and tobacco, his hair tangled and his clothes stained.

"Kretcher is sorry to have brought this villain so late, master, master al." Said kretcher in a hoarse voice. "Fletcher knew how to avoid being caught. He had a lot of secret passages and a lot of accomplices, but kretcher eventually drove him to the end."

"You've done a great job, kretcher." Said Harry. The elf bowed deeply.

"Dobby also found a strange thing, Mundungus seems to have lost the ability to use most of his magic power. At first, the magic power of Mundungus was so abundant that Dobby held cletcher for opportunities

"You're right, dobby," said Vaseline. "We should be careful, especially in this situation, but monteggos really can't use most of his magic power, about three-quarters of what he looks like, which I've erased."

"Erased?" "You're kidding!" said Mundungus in an incredulous voice

"I'm just telling you the truth. I can guarantee that no one can untie it for you unless you ask Voldemort!" Van Lim said with indifference, hearing Voldemort's three words, Mundungus unconsciously trembled.

"Well, we have some questions for you now." Harry said to Mundungus, who immediately began to shout.

"I have nothing to say! I never want to go there. There is no attack, no companion. I never have a duty to sacrifice for you. No one can leave under the fierce attack of the man who can't even mention his name. I keep saying I don't want to... "

"As you say, the rest of us have no illusions?" Said Hermione. "You're a bloody hero, aren't you? But I will never pretend to be dead... "

"We're not interested in why you treat moody like that," said Harry, putting his wand close to Mundungus's drooping bloodshot eyes We have learned that you are an unreliable scum, and that Fanlin has made you pay a corresponding price, the ability to be a wizard

"Then! Why am I being chased by a house elf? Is it about glasses again? I didn't get any of the rest, or you can... "

"It's not about the glass, since you're warm now," said Harry. "You shut up and listen."

It's nice to have something to do and ask someone to tell the truth.Harry's wand clung to the bridge of Mundungus's nose, the top of which could only be seen by his eyes.

"When you clean up the house," Harry said, but was interrupted by Mundungus.

"Sirius never cared about the garbage..."

In an instant, there was a footstep, a flash of brass, a thump and a cry of pain; kretcher ran to Mundungus and hit him on the head with a stew pot.

"Get him out of the way, get him out of the way, he should be locked up!" cried montungues, who huddled in fright as kretcher lifted the saucepan again.

"Clencher, stop!" Harry called. Clencher's thin arm, which held the heavy saucepan high, trembled all the time. "Perhaps to bless him, master Harry, perhaps I should come again?"

Ron laughed. "We need him to be sober, but if he needs persuasion, you can bless him." Said Harry.

"Thank you very much, master." Said kretcher, bowing again, retreating a few steps, still staring at Mundungus in disgust.

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