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Chapter 178 Another Conversation with Lao Deng

Harry said in a panic, "Professor, I didn't mean to. I accidentally bumped into this, and it popped out!"

Dumbledore said softly, "Harry, I don't blame you, I was using it before Minister Fudge came, so it may not be closed!"

"However, being curious is not a sin, Harry, but you have to be careful!" Dumbledore solemnly warned Harry, there are too many strange things in the wizarding world, and even more deadly things!
Harry opened his mouth and wanted to say that he was pushed down by Yang San, but he couldn't say it, he felt so ashamed!

Dumbledore glanced at Yang San while talking, Yang San immediately gave him a bright smile, Dumbledore quickly turned his head away and ignored this shameless guy!

"This is a pensieve, very useful, if you feel that your brain is not enough like me, it can help me reproduce my memory!"

Yang San smacked his lips and said, "Old Deng, needless to say, we are still very young, unlike you!"

Dumbledore immediately rolled his eyes at Yang San, and roared in his heart: Am I really old?I'm only 114 years old!

"Harry, what did you come to see me for?"

Harry asked out of question, "Professor, Mr. Crouch's son, what happened to him?"

"He was imprisoned in Azkaban. This incident hit Barty very hard, but he can only do this, the evidence is conclusive!" Dumbledore said lightly!

Harry looked hesitant and said hesitantly, "It's just that I dreamed about him. It was in the summer, before school started!"

"In the dream, I was in a house, and Voldemort was there, but not in human form, and Wormtail was there, and Mr. Crouch's son!"

Dumbledore asked with great interest, "Have you ever had a similar dream?"

"Done, always the same!"

Harry asked uncertainly, "Professor, these dreams. What I saw, shouldn't really be happening, right?"

Dumbledore comforted softly, "You'd better not cling to the dreams, Harry, it's best to forget about them!" While speaking, he pulled a silver thread from his temple with his wand and put it into meditation In the basin!
"Okay, Professor!" Harry looked at all this in surprise, and then said goodbye to Dumbledore and Yang San, obviously knowing that Dumbledore didn't want him to know the conversation between him and Yang San!
After watching Harry leave with a smile, Yang San said, "Old Deng, what did you ask me to do again? Didn't I explain clearly enough last time?"

Yang San muttered in a low voice: I have been in school for more than ten years, and I have never been invited to the office by the principal. Fortunately, I have come here twice in just a few days!
Dumbledore looked at Yang San who was somewhat resentful, dumbfounded, and said softly, "No, it's not, I'm looking for you for the past few days."

"I didn't spread those rumors!" Yang San hurriedly shouted guilty!

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang San contemptuously, and thought to himself: I didn't expect you to be such a person!

He said angrily, "That's not it, I've confirmed that the Moody we see now is indeed Barty Jr., and in his office, we also found the real Moody imprisoned!"

"Ah~oh? And then!" Yang San lowered his head and played with the new toy: the sword of Gryffindor!

Dumbledore looked at the sword in Yang San's hand distressedly, and continued, "However, we all agree that Moody agrees with pretending to be ignorant of Little Barty's conspiracy before he knows about it!"

"Hmm, isn't this very good, why do you still ask me?" Yang San gave Dumbledore a blank look for nothing!
Dumbledore had no choice but to say more bluntly, "But now Mr. Crouch is dead!"

"This can't be done on my head, I didn't do it!" Yang San raised his hands and said innocently!

"I didn't say you did it. We know it's Barty Jr., but it's a pity we found out too late, otherwise we wouldn't let Barty Jr. succeed!" Dumbledore said weakly, looking at him again. Dumbledore hurriedly said to Yang San who was talking, "Wait, you'd better stop talking, wait until I finish speaking before expressing your opinion!"

Yang San opened his mouth and was stunned. After a while, he shrugged and sat upright. He stretched out his right hand to invite: Please start your performance!
I thought: Of course you are slow, old Barty and Jr. Barty have been together for decades, and he is very clear about any little habit of Jr. Barty, so when he looked at Moody for the first time, he knew it was his. Son: Barty Jr.!

Dumbledore looked at the "serious" Yang San for a while, and made sure that he was no longer playing tricks, so he spoke!
"Soon, the third match will begin. No matter what conspiracy Voldemort wants to achieve through Barty Jr., this is the last chance. We must determine their purpose and ensure that no one will be injured again. Forget it!"

"Especially Harry!"

The office suddenly fell into an eerie silence, Yang San and Dumbledore stared blankly as they sat and stood!
"Why don't you speak anymore? I need your opinion, Mr. Yang San!" Dumbledore was the first to lose the battle, and said weakly!
Yang San asked with satisfaction, "Didn't you tell me to shut up? Can I talk now!"

"Yes, please feel free!"

"Cough cough cough, in fact, Voldemort's purpose has always been very clear, isn't it, he just wants to be resurrected!" Yang San said with a straight voice!

Dumbledore nodded, of course he had thought about this too, but he was still not sure what ulterior purpose Voldemort wanted to use Harry to accomplish!

Yang San then said foolishly, "Apart from being resurrected, what else does Voldemort hope for the most?"

"I think it should be Harry, the man who once made the Dark Lord lose his army!"

After pondering for a moment, Dumbledore suddenly said excitedly, "You want Voldemort, he wants to resurrect with Harry!"

Yang San said with a smile, "Coincidentally, I just heard about an ancient black magic that uses the blood of the enemy, but I don't know if Voldemort and I know the same one!"

Dumbledore walked back and forth in the office, and it took a while before he said, "Harry has Lily's protection spell on him, and Voldemort can't touch him at all. Voldemort already knew this when Harry was in the first grade. Presumably he must Desperately want to solve this problem, and just know such a black magic."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang San, whenever I have doubts that I can't solve, I can always find the answer in you!"

Yang San said with a smile, "You're welcome, just lend me your Pensieve for fun!"

"no!"

Not long after, Yang San walked out from the giant stone beast cursingly, and pointed back at the passage that was not completely closed!

He cursed angrily, "Well, you stingy old Deng, I just lent you a washbasin, and it's not that I won't return it to you. Don't even think about getting any news from me next time!"

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