Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 724 Chaos Memories

"Boom!"

A crisp sound came from Fish's mouth.

"Puff! Pooh, oh, oh, oh..."

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Maomao spat out the Resurrection Stone that had been bitten into three pieces by herself, tilted her head and poohed some small crumbs mixed with saliva to the ground, and then looked up at Dumbledore who was stunned.

"It's broken, meow... Fisher didn't expect it to be so brittle... It's obviously not broken after knocking for a long time!" Maomao made excuses for herself embarrassingly.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, opened and closed it unconsciously a few times, then swallowed hard, stretched out his hand to Fish, and said, "Show me first."

Naturally, Fish hurriedly handed over the three fragments in his hand.

Dumbledore looked at the resurrection stone that had been "dismembered" in his hand, dumbfounded, raised his wand and tapped gently: "Recovery as before."

The Resurrection Stone remained silent.

In fact, this did not exceed Dumbledore's expectations. Although he had been reluctant to use the resurrection stone, he had tried to repair the cracks on it before, but there was also no way.

And Mao Mao felt even more embarrassed when he saw this scene. He dared to bite hard before because he thought that even if it was broken, it could be repaired with magic.

"Fish will buy a bigger black stone than this to compensate your cat!"

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Mao Mao promised very seriously.

"No need," Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand, "It's not a good thing anyway, if it breaks, it will break."

Having said that, he couldn't help pinching the shattered resurrection stone together and turning it three times in the palm of his hand.

Still nothing happened.

"call--"

Dumbledore didn't know whether he let out a long breath of regret or relief, and then murmured in a low voice, "That's fine... that's fine..."

"Professor... is there anything special about this gem?" Hermione asked cautiously.

From Dumbledore's performance just now, it is not difficult to see that this unremarkable black gem is obviously not just a simple inheritance of the Gaunt family, or the Peverell family.

"It's not important anymore." Now that the resurrection stone has been destroyed, Dumbledore doesn't intend to explain any more. After putting away the fragments, he took out a small crystal bottle from his inner pocket, " Next, we still have a memory to look at... Actually, this is the most important memory I'm talking about..."

Hermione didn't continue to ask, she guessed that the gemstone might be some kind of ancient magic prop, and Dumbledore avoided talking about it because he didn't want to make Fish feel guilty.

"Albus, can those stone fragments be given to Fish Meow?"

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However, Mao Mao suddenly interrupted his movements.

"Of course." Although Dumbledore was a little surprised, he still handed the fragment of the resurrection stone to Fish, and asked curiously, "May I know what you want to do with it?"

"Fisch's transformation energy just suddenly increased a lot meow..."

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Maomao put the fragments back into its mouth, and chewed them with a click, while answering vaguely.

But soon, he spat out the fragments again. At this time, the resurrection stone had broken into eight pieces of different sizes.

"Bah, bah, bah! It's useless, it seems that it can only be raised once."

Fish regretfully returned the pile of fragments.

Dumbledore put away the fragments again, stared at Fish with a strange expression for a while, then opened the crystal bottle in his hand, and poured the memories inside into the Pensieve.

Everyone turned their attention to the crystal bottle, and found that the contents of the bottle did not seem to be easy to pour into the Pensieve, and it seemed a little condensed.

Is it because this memory is very important?

Not only Hermione, but even Harry and Ron guessed so.

"This isn't long," Dumbledore finally emptied the vial when Hermione was puzzled, and said, "We'll be back in a moment. Well, let's enter the Pensieve again..."

The fastest mover was still Maomao, and then Hermione and the others stuck their heads into the Pensieve one by one familiarly.

There was another feeling of falling, and everyone stepped on the ground one after another.

As soon as they landed, they saw a strange but familiar figure, that was the young Professor Slughorn.

At this time, his head was not bald yet, and he had thick and shiny yellow hair, as if he had covered his head with thatch, but the bright bald spot on the top of his head, the size of a golden Galleon, had already seen the future clues.

His beard was not as much ginger as it was now, and his body was not as round as it is now, but the gold buttons of the embroidered waistcoat were stretched rather taut.

But the young Slughorn was exactly the same as now, and that was that he liked to enjoy...

He rested his little feet on a large velvet cushion, and half-lyed in a comfortable winged armchair, holding a small glass of wine in one hand, and picking through a box of pineapple preserves with the other hand.

Around Slughorn sat half a dozen boys of fifteen or sixteen in chairs harder or shorter than his.Tom Riddle sat in one of them, the most relaxed, with his right hand casually resting on the arm of the chair.

"Ah! It's that ring meow!"

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Fish pointed to his right hand and shouted, Marvolo's black gemstone ring was being worn on it right now.

In other words, at this time, Voldemort had killed his father and grandparents.

The young Slughorn was chatting and laughing with these few students, but basically it was only him and Riddle who were communicating, and the other boys consciously acted as their foils without any dissatisfaction.

But soon, strange things happened, a white thick fog enveloped the whole room, Fisher and the others could only see each other's companions.

At the same moment, Slughorn's voice sounded in the room, unnaturally loud: "...you will make mistakes, boy, mark my words."

Maomao has the strongest mobility. He rushed towards Slughorn and Riddle the moment the dense fog appeared, and then he found that they were just like when the TV signal was not good. , The image of the body appeared to freeze and flicker.

Just when Fish was puzzled, the dense fog cleared, and Slughorn and the others returned to normal. There was no surprise on their faces, and they didn't talk about the dense fog just now, as if nothing had happened before. .

"Meow?"

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Fish looked around in confusion, and the others did the same.

Just as Mao Mao was about to ask Dumbledore what happened, the little golden clock on Slughorn's desk struck eleven o'clock.

"God, is it time?" said Slughorn. "Time to go, boys, or we'll be in trouble. Lestrange, paper tomorrow or detention. And you too, Avery."

However, after everyone else left, Riddle still dawdled and did not leave.

"Come on, Tom," said Slughorn, turning to see that he was still there, "you don't want to be caught staying out at lights out, you're a prefect..."

"Sir, I want to ask you something."

"Then ask, boy, ask..."

"Sir, I want to ask you if you know... Horcruxes."

As Riddle's voice fell, the room was once again filled with thick fog, and he could only see the scene within three steps, and Slughorn and Riddle beside Fish began to stutter and flicker again.

Then Slughorn's voice came again, as loudly as before.

"I don't know anything about Horcruxes, and even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you! Get out immediately, and don't let me hear you mention this again!"

Slughorn's tone was firm and upright, but Fish subconsciously felt that he seemed a little guilty.

"Well, that's it," said Dumbledore calmly, "it's time to go."

Everyone's feet left the ground and fell back on the carpet in front of Dumbledore's desk a few seconds later.

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