Chapter 68 Suspicion

"Olivia trusted you, so she asked you to bury the notebook under the whomping willow tree. She only said she would show it to the child when she had the chance," the ghost of Ravenclaw abandoned in the principal's office The reserved and elegant person he used to be was almost yelling at Dumbledore, "This opportunity is not an opportunity created by you."

When he entered the principal's office, what Remus Lupine saw was the confrontation between Dumbledore and the Ravenclaw ghost. . Rather than a confrontation, it was Dumbledore who calmly tolerated the ghost's anger.

"I never created opportunities, they emerged on their own," he fiddled with the cloud of gas in the pensieve in front of him, "from the distant past."

Such specious words obviously did not convince the ghost, but when he saw an outsider coming in She snorted coldly: "You are always right, Mr. Headmaster." She punched Remus Lupin's chest out of anger and disappeared out the door.

After she left, Dumbledore looked at the pensieve with an increasingly solemn expression. It took a while before he noticed that someone had come in. He slowly raised his head and returned to his calm demeanor.

"I hope you feel better, Remus."

Lupine responded to the principal's concern gently: "Professor Snape's potion is very effective." When he talked about Snape, he looked calm, as if he was really just talking like The principal describes one of his colleagues.

"I'm glad that you can at least put aside your past grudges on the surface." Dumbledore looked at the empty pensieve again, he seemed obsessed with trying to find something in it.

Lupine followed Dumbledore's gaze and focused on the pensieve: "Harry is determined to learn the Patronus Charm. The failure of the Quidditch match has brought a great shadow to him. I decided to start teaching after Christmas. He. "

Dumbledore's hands trembled visibly when he mentioned the Patronus Charm. He finally stopped looking at the pensieve. He kept pacing in the principal's office, and all the portraits were silent. He wanted to say something several times, but in the end nothing came out.

"The profundity of a Patronus has nothing to do with the strength of magic, but rather the strong feelings in the heart. None of the Death Eaters, including Voldemort himself, has a Patronus," Dumbledore seemed to be asking Lupin, or talking to himself. , "The patron saint symbolizes happiness, but does happiness also come from sin?"

"The happy memories required to summon the patron saint must be very strong, and the pleasure brought by sin alone is far from enough to support such strong emotions." Lu Ping said softly.

"You are teaching your students how to deal with Boggarts." Fawkes was still in the form of a fledgling. Dumbledore asked Fawkes to jump into the palm of his hand. "At the age of thirteen, it is time to face your own fears." . Harry has always been brave, much like James. James can summon a very good Patronus, and Harry will definitely not be inferior to his father. "

Lupine's eyes are a little red.

"The war has begun, Remus." Dumbledore said quietly, "The past may not remain the same. Sometimes you will find some interesting things when you re-examine the past. I just re-read a memory and discovered a very magical thing. "

Every word Dumbledore said had a profound meaning. Lupine looked serious: "It has something to do with Voldemort."

Dumbledore was silent. At this moment, he looked much older: "It has something to do with Voldemort." This is an affirmative sentence, "I never expected that clues about Albania would emerge in this memory. It is more like an idea with extremely slim possibility than a clue."

Lu Ping knew about Albania in the summer, and he He immediately reacted: "Who helped him?"

Dumbledore smiled bitterly: "Sometimes people's vision can be confused. Making random guesses without any evidence will only fulfill Voldemort's wishes, and will make the living uneasy. It's hard to rest in peace. Sooner or later the whole puzzle will come to light, but we don't have time, Remus."

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This war is going to be extremely dangerous. The enemy has probably changed."

"But our faith remains the same."

When Lupine thought the old headmaster would say nothing more, Dumbledore suddenly asked him: "Remus, have you seen Lycoris. "

Lupine shook his head blankly. He didn't know why Dumbledore suddenly mentioned a flower.

Dumbledore murmured: "This flower also has a romantic name. Higanbana. It is said to be a flower that blooms in hell, the devil's tenderness. I have seen clumps of Higanbana blooming in the sun like flames." Fox chirped weakly from his palm. At this moment, Snape opened the door and walked in. The two people met without even making eye contact. Snape completely regarded Lupine as nothing, and Lupine had no intention of being polite to Snape, so he said to Dumbledore : "I'm going to give a Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson to third-year students."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Dumbledore waved to him kindly, pretending not to notice Snape's glare at Lupin. It wasn't until Lupine left completely that Snape regained his composure in front of Dumbledore. Dumbledore gradually became serious, and his always kind blue eyes now reflected a captivating light: "Severus, I want to invite you to look at a memory with me. Although this memory is only a corner of the puzzle, it is very important to me." Our future is crucial. Please come first."

The old London streets, the dim orphanage, and the young Dumbledore all looked normal.

"I have told you in the letter that I am here to discuss Tom Riddle's affairs with you and arrange a future for him." Dumbledore said to the skinny and haggard woman in front of him. When Snape heard the name Tom Riddle, he looked at Dumbledore in shock: "You have kept this memory for so many years."

"Sometimes the brain is filled with too many things and needs to be emptied. Please continue reading. ."

Mrs. Cole led Dumbledore to a small room. At this time, Tom Riddle seemed to be just a gloomy and weird boy, which was not unusual in that era. Snape couldn't figure out why Dumbledore would let him see this memory until Riddle asked Dumbledore to use magic to prove himself.

That should be left to Harry Potter.

"Open the door." Young Dumbledore was already telling Riddle.

Riddle hesitated and finally opened the closet door. There was a small cardboard box shaking crazily on the top shelf.

"Is there something in this box that doesn't belong to you? Open it."

Riddle opened the lid and dumped everything on the bed. These things were nothing unusual, a worn-out harmonica, a silver thimble, and a traveling reel. Also, a blooming Bana flower. The other things were too shabby, which made the flower on the other side of the flower look even brighter. The fiery red color contrasts sharply with the dim and pale room.

"That's it, Severus."

Snape still didn't know why when he raised his head from the pensieve: "This memory should be shown to Potter." However, Dumbledore's next words sent shivers down his spine. .

"Have you noticed the Flower of the Other Side poured out of the box? Whether it was the years when Voldemort rose or disappeared, I reviewed every memory about Voldemort countless times, trying to understand more about him and find out his weaknesses. However, the Flower of the Other Side It's never happened before."

Snape's Adam's apple twitched: "You mean, it's impossible that the saved memory has changed on its own! Nothing can reverse the past, it's still such a distant past."

Dumbledore. He continued to look at the pensieve in trance: "Yu likes the flower of the other side. Before she came to Hogwarts, I visited the house left by her mother. The courtyard was full of this kind of flower. Severus, you are the Head of Slytherin. , I have been teaching Yu for two years, she..."

He couldn't ask any more. Maybe he knew it would be difficult to get an accurate answer from Snape, or maybe he was afraid of something.

Snape was trembling, but he still controlled his emotions in front of Dumbledore. He said with difficulty: "Extremely talented, gentle, polite, and diligent. She teaches the Patronus and asks me to pay special attention to her. I am really a little bit... I can't understand why..."

Snape suddenly realized something and stopped talking.

"You noticed, they are so similar."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. I can't imagine how a thirteen-year-old kid could go to Albania alone and get... him out."

"A flower can have many meanings, and It’s nothing. Don’t forget that the East is best at souls,” Dumbledore straightened his back, “We can’t doubt anyone based on our imagination, and we won’t let go of any possible clues easily. The measure of good and evil, Severus. Voldemort killed someone for the first time at the age of sixteen. "

What do you need me to do?" Snape asked without any hesitation.

"Continue to pay attention to Yu. If Voldemort is resurrected..."

Snape turned pale for a moment when he mentioned Voldemort's resurrection, but he still said: "What I promised you has never changed."

"She is not a born devil, Her soul is by no means hopeless." Whether it was an illusion or a reflection, Snape saw water in Dumbledore's eyes, "Olivia hopes that she will grow up healthy and happy under the care of her relatives. He doesn't understand love because he has never experienced it. But even if she has been traumatized, it is difficult for you to imagine that a soul that can summon a guardian angel can fall into the abyss. "What went wrong?"

No one can answer this question.

Mu Yu obviously felt that Snape was paying more attention to him. He assigned more potion preparation tasks to Mu Yu. Mu Yu suspected that the difficulty was already higher than that of senior students, because she had to spend more time pondering in order to come up with the perfect finished product. This is not a good sign.

She looked at the increasingly complex runes on the paper. There was still a week until the Christmas break, and she still had time.

"Don't go back to Riddle's old house for Christmas," she rubbed her brows, knowing that he was always listening, "I always feel something is wrong."