I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 134 Dumbledore's Request

"Qi Luo was originally a good student, but unfortunately I failed to guide him on the right path."

Dumbledore's tone was full of regret and sadness.

He seemed to have returned to the past, looking at that shy boy.

When Dumbledore turned his gaze to John.

John quickly took a step back. Although it didn't fit the current atmosphere, he still opened his mouth and said, "Professor, the death of Professor Quirrell is none of my business. He was fine when we left that day!"

"My plan went wrong." Dumbledore turned his head and stared at the undulating figure on the ground, "I underestimated the power of you guys to make trouble."

"Professor Quirrell really died in that troll attack?" John asked in a low voice.

"Not exactly." Dumbledore replied, "It should be accurate to say that Voldemort abandoned him."

"Huh?" John looked at the calm Dumbledore.

"He didn't drink the unicorn's blood that night, and he was chased all the way by the troll, which made his already sluggish body weaker, so Voldemort abandoned him and took away his last vitality."

Dumbledore's tone was a little heavy, and his eyes poured out a little anger through the lens.

"I didn't expect him to be so decisive."

"Then" John's mouth twitched, the disappearance of Quirrell's death was somewhat unexpected, "The mysterious man has left the school?"

"No, he's still in school, and he's found a new body," said Dumbledore.

John's head buzzed, and he couldn't help but increase the volume: "What? A new body? Who?"

"You are very familiar with that person, he has often appeared by your side recently." Dumbledore replied.

Fred, George, Dennis?

According to Dumbledore's narration, three figures instantly appeared in John's mind.

But it was denied by him for a long time.

Because he was with Dennis and the others every day.

With his friendly relationship with Voldemort.

If it is them.

Voldemort had long since controlled the man to find a chance to kill him.

So it can't be just a few of them.

Who else is there?
John thought for a while, his eyebrows twitched.

"Marcus Flint?".

Flint had been prowling around him furtively for the last few days.

But he looks the same from the outside!

Neither has a scarf wrapped around his head like Quirrell.

John looked at Dumbledore, waiting for his answer.

Dumbledore nodded, agreeing with John's statement.

"After losing Quidditch, he was squeezed out by Slytherin students, so he turned his attention to black magic, in order to gain more powerful power, win everyone's respect, and add resentment towards you guys, He hit it off with Voldemort and became Voldemort's new host."

"So he's been hanging around me, thinking" John wiped his neck with his hand.

"You're right." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Voldemort has suffered a few times at your hands, and probably wants to kill you now in his dreams."

"You're still laughing!" John rolled his eyes, "My life is in danger now!"

Dumbledore replied: "Don't worry, after the previous few failures, now he is not fully sure that he will never dare to take action easily, and I will always pay attention to him."

"That's good." John let go of his hanging heart, and then he looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

According to Dumbledore, he is not in danger for the time being.

So why did Dumbledore call him here today?

John directly asked the question in his heart: "Professor, what do you want me to do today?"

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, staring at John seriously: "I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"What? You said." John replied.

"Lend me the pendant around your neck," Dumbledore replied.

Ok?
John raised his eyebrows and took a step back involuntarily.

When Dumbledore saw John's performance, there was no surprise on his face, and he continued: "To be honest, Voldemort's choice was beyond my expectations. I didn't expect him to give up Quirrell and decisively choose another body. "

"If things go on like this, Flint will end up in the same situation as Quirrell. Now only the pendant around your neck can protect his soul, plus Nicol's eternal potion may save his life .”

Dumbledore sighed: "I can no longer watch my students die in front of me."

John was silent and didn't speak.

Hand over the pendant, and if someone uses the memory-peeping spell on him, he will also be in a dangerous situation.

He didn't have that awareness.

Putting himself in danger for someone he didn't like very much.

"How about I urgently inform my grandfather that he is making one for you? There should be time, right?"

Dumbledore gave John a strange look, thinking that John was evading, so he went on to say: "I know your worries. Since the first time I saw you, the Bullock Elf Pendant has been hanging around your neck. I knew you were unusual, and there must be a big secret hidden in you, otherwise Ian would have given you the heirloom so early on."

"Seriously, I'm curious too, but I can sign an oath with you and never pry into your memory in any way."

Listening to Dumbledore's words, John's heart suddenly started beating faster: "Bloch's Elven Pendant? Heirloom? Isn't everyone in the Brock family own one of this thing?"

John also asked Ian about the origin of this pendant before.

Ian said he did it himself.

Every member of the Bullock family will wear this pendant from birth.

Because he was afraid that outsiders would spy on the secret of the magic pattern.

Ian also showed John his display back then.

Exactly the same as the one hanging around John's neck.

Dumbledore's expression was a little subtle, he knew that he seemed to have said something wrong.

Ian might have to trouble him again.
Thinking of how that old guy was looking for him desperately, Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a little headache.

John saw Dumbledore's face and knew he was not lying.

That can only be Ian lying to him.
But why?

Did grandpa know the memory in my head long ago?

That's why I grew up with this pendant?

John's mind was in turmoil.

It's like someone destroyed the castle he thought was safe, and exposed everything about him to the sun for people to watch.

He suddenly felt unsafe from the inside out.

Dumbledore observed John, and although he felt it was inappropriate, he had to say softly, "Would you like to hand over the pendant to me now?"

John exhaled, squeezed out a smile and said, "I need a little time to think about it."

Dumbledore nodded: "I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible and give me some time to prepare."

"Okay," John said.

(End of this chapter)