Chapter 486：

"Very good," Heinrich looked at Jin next to him who was taller than him. He was silent for a while and said, "Why is he so much taller than me?"

"That's it for growing taller." John spread his hands and said helplessly, "After all, it's been two years."

Jin turned back into the sunny and cheerful boy, with blond hair that looked like gold in the sun and a bright smile.

"You should have a good rest, we have arranged to go on a trip." Jin said, and started to rub his hair.

It's like treating a younger brother.

Heinrich ducked away with a look of disgust and said coldly: "I don't remember saying that."

"No, why are you turning your back on me?" Jin Hushang said, "I even dropped out of school because of you, and you did this to me."

Heinrich's brows furrowed.

Cedric poked Percy and whispered: "I just saw your brother looking for Fleur, and Fleur treated him coldly."

Percy said with a headache: "My mother had some objections to Fleur before, and Bill felt uncomfortable being caught in the middle."

Bill now feels like chasing his wife in the crematorium.

Fleur had ignored him for several days, which made Bill very hurt.

Percy said, turning around to see Cedric hugging Qiu Zhang, and the two of them spun around in circles.

In the Star Club, this guy is the most successful.

Malfoy came down from the tree and wanted to die as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Haha, now you are the last one." Malfoy gloated to Heinrich, "The one with the weakest strength."

The former leader is now making a counterattack.

Malfoy was proud.

Heinrich glanced at him, and after a while, Malfoy's legs were jumping around.

Everyone watched silently as Malfoy couldn't stop dancing.

What is this kid thinking?

Two years ago, Heinrich was able to exchange the ultimate in the hands of Voldemort and Altdorf. Now two years have passed, can you beat Bellatrix?

Malfoy was about to cry, but in the end, he was still the worst?

There is an Astoria...

How can it be!

My Atuo is the best in the world!

Malfoy tearfully continued to serve as the head of the Star Club.

In the end, Malfoy's curse was broken, and it was Lucius who came to break it.

After this year of being on tenterhooks, Lucius was the happiest person when he heard the news of Voldemort's death.

The only bad thing is that Narcissa is hospitalized in Silver Cross Hospital.

She had been cast on the Oblivion Curse too many times, but fortunately it wasn't serious.

This is probably the last tenderness in Bellatrix's twisted heart. She has never used any irreversible spells to treat this sister.

And Narcissa became the only one in the Malfoy family with medical insurance.

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Chapter 507 I am Johnny Silverhand

That is a pure white space.

Dumbledore stood there stunned.

Soon, he figured out where he was.

A place where life and death linger.

Dumbledore seemed relieved and looked at this familiar place.

After wandering around the world, he returned to where he started.

That was his former home, and it was also the place he could never forget.

Godric's Hollow.

All the important things in Dumbledore's life are inseparable from this place.

Two months of youth.

The death of my sister.

Harry's parents were also killed here.

"Maybe I can sit down and take a rest."

He sat down on a bench. The old man looked like a traveler who had traveled for a long time and finally returned to his hometown.

He looked in front of him. As the greatest wizard, his wisdom was also great.

My mind goes back to my younger self.

The post office over there, the tavern over there, and the little church.

The stream in Godric's Hollow is accompanied by the smell of green grass and moisture.

It was also at that time that I met them.

"them?"

Dumbledore was suddenly startled.

A scene appeared in my mind.

That was at the home of the famous magic historian, Bathilda Bagshot.

There are two people standing next to the wooden door frame.

One is Gellert Grindelwald, the grandnephew of Bathilda Bagshot.

The other one...the other one is...

Dumbledore seemed to be under a strong forgetting spell. He couldn't remember who the other person was.

But as a great wizard, he always has a special way to find memories.

In the pensieve at school, here...

"This is it."

He looked at the neighbor's house. It was Bathilda Bagshot's house and it was also the neighbor of the Dumbledore family.

This world is composed of the fragments that left the most profound impression on Dumbledore.

Therefore, even if Dumbledore himself does not remember it, he will still dig it out subconsciously, and it will definitely appear here.

He walked in.

Walk into a room that looks like a living room.

It should have been dark here, but because of the specificity of the world, it turned into pure white with bright light.

There is a bow-shaped chest of drawers in the room, with many photos placed on it.

There are seven or eight photos, placed in the highest and most gorgeous frames.

Dumbledore approached and picked up a picture frame.

There is a cheerful blond boy on it, smiling lazily at Dumbledore in a silver photo frame.

This young man made his mind return to that summer.

He continued to pick up the next one. On this one, there was another person beside the blond boy.

The man next to him has red hair and bright blue eyes.

They were side by side, both smiling.

That's Dumbledore, young Dumbledore.

Looking at each photo, it is either a blond boy or a young Dumbledore.

At the last one, Dumbledore took it down.

This picture is placed in the highest position, and what you can see is the blond boy and the red hair.

But behind, a flash of snowy white appeared in the frame.

That seemed to be a child who didn’t want to be photographed.

There are not two people in the frame, but three.

The blond boy moved his shoulders, as if he was deliberately trying to expose the person behind him.

Just as his shoulders moved, Dumbledore stared carefully.

The picture frame in his hand began to disappear, and Dumbledore was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, everything around him disappeared.

Thinking of a possibility, Dumbledore reached out and touched the picture frame, and those things began to disappear.

A brilliant white light shone before his eyes, covering the entire world.

The white light disappears.

He slowly opened his eyes.

It was a room, with purple curtains coming into view.

Madam Pomfrey's surprised voice sounded.

"You're awake, Albus."

Madam Pomfrey finally let go of her worries, and said with a rare annoyance: "I thought Potter's potion had no effect."

Dumbledore raised his right hand to hold his painful forehead. The black color on his right hand faded away, but some of the last **** remained.

He stared at his fingers blankly, feeling extremely complicated inside.

He understood what Harry had done, even if it was something he didn't want to do.

Madam Pomfrey was still talking.

"You have slept too long, Albus," said Madam Pomfrey. "Hogwarts is ending the term early."

"I slept very comfortably," Dumbledore said as he stretched. "It makes me, an old man, feel much younger."

Madam Pomfrey didn't look good when he was interrupted like this.

She left to tell others the good news.

After Dumbledore left, Madam Pomfrey left, he said with a complicated expression: "Is that so?"

The third person in the frame.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore sighed sadly.

"Memory fades over time, and what happened and what didn't happen no longer matters."

…

Regarding the aftermath of the Battle of Hogwarts, it is far from over.

John sat in the Johnny Silver Hand store, holding a newspaper with a scary title in his hand and reading.

"Johnny Silverhand is a butcher!" 》

Seeing this headline, John silently put down the newspaper.

Glancing up at Heinrich, who was being annoyed by Jin, John was considering whether to let Jin calm down for a while.

"what should we do?"

Tang Mi Chi asked: "Are you really..."