Chapter 689 (1/2)
The office is surprisingly quiet. Compared with the Q & A between the two before, it is more like the end of the day.
But even the basic information has not been completely exchanged, and naturally no one can leave.
Dumbledore half closed his eyes, as if at rest, and van Lin's consciousness seems to be immersed in the meditation basin.
”Would you like a cup of black tea, or coffee?”
”A cup of black tea, professor.”
Within two seconds, a cup of steaming black tea appeared on the table before the year.
”Professor.” ”I think rather than talking about how to change Hogwarts' way of education, I think it's better to deal with what's going on right now.”
”You mean the three witches contest?”
”The resurrection of Voldemort requires Harry's blood, and they are going to do it.”
”In the third competition?” Dumbledore asked, ”I thought about it, and the best way is You should know who is responsible for the third task
”Professor moody?”
”Yes, so I'm not worried about Harry leaving Hogwarts, but it's hard to come back.” Dumbledore rubbed his temples, and he couldn't show up, which gave Voldemort a great chance.
”Voldemort can't do it with Harry, at least not with his wand.” Said Fanlin.
”I know what twin wands do.” Dumbledore said, ”but it's not enough for Harry to come back.”
”I have a program professor.” Van Lin thought about it and said, ”maybe I can go with the feeling.”
”Are you going with Harry?” Dumbledore said, ”are you sure?”
”Not too much, but always need to try, I learned the phantom shift.”
”That's not enough, Valentine.” Said Dumbledore.
Van Lin nodded. Phantom shifting is an adventurous way. If it doesn't succeed, he and Harry will have to die there. Even if it is successful, it's a bad thing to capture the fluctuation of the phantom movement with Voldemort's strength and let it be followed up.
However, they can still get through the door key, but that can be very troublesome.
”Let's not talk about it yet.” Dumbledore shook his head. ”Is this your agreement with that vampire?”
”That's right,” said Fanlin, nodding. ”I'm in a position to solve a problem for them. After that, they will cooperate with me and let Harry come back alive.”
Van Lin shrugged his shoulders. ”However, those guys are not credible. Up to now, it's just some information exchange.”
”It's good enough, at least we've got the initiative.”
”Professor Dumbledore...” Van Lim hesitated. ”What if I destroyed Voldemort before it was resurrected?”
”You can't do it.” Dumbledore shook his head. ”You should know that we don't have all his weaknesses.”
Dumbledore leaned back to take the diary and crown out of the drawer.
”How many do you think it will have?”
”I don't know.” Van Lin shook his head.
”But now he has more.” Professor Dumbledore said, ”this is what I got from batty crouch.”
Said Dumbledore, taking out a bottle.
A mess of silver material.
”Crouch's memory?” Fanlin was shocked.
Harry's dream is very clear. Van Lin doesn't hold that he can get some useful information from crouch. That is Voldemort's judgment. But now it seems that Voldemort underestimated Dumbledore.
Dumbledore did not speak, he just frowned, let the memory of crouch put into the meditation basin.
It's like a stream of water pouring into a hot oil pan, and the liquid in the meditation basin shows signs of boiling in a flash.
Dumbledore reached out a hand and pressed it into the basin, and then the sign of boiling was suppressed.
Fanlin fixed his eyes and looked into the meditation basin. Crouch's memory did not melt away like others, but was still tangled together like a tangle.
”What's the matter?”
”Chaos, darkness.” Dumbledore said slowly.