Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

The next second the two-headed stone beast moved away.

The two people upstairs detected the situation under the spiral staircase.

Looking at the savior who rushed up angrily.

Dumbledore put on a benign expression.

"Harry, why are you still up so late?"

"I heard it all."

Harry's voice was full of anger.

Not only that.

His eyes and clenched fists all express his mood at the moment.

Dumbledore sighed and said, "Harry, listen to my explanation first."

"Explain what? Explain that Holland Burt's death was just part of your plan?"

"There's no point in explaining the dead Aurors?"

"On the way back I was still thinking about why someone leaked the plan of action."

"I still suspected Lucas Grindelwald, but after hearing what you two said just now, I found out that it was me who leaked the plan.

"Heh~ Do you all regard me as a fool? Or as a tool?"

Apart from the anger of being fooled in Harry's eyes, there was also sadness.

Dumbledore was, after all, one of his closest people.

Probably he didn't expect that this close person would be a liar one day, or even use himself.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Harry sneered and continued.

"I think from the beginning of the "960" there was no so-called prophecy ball transfer plan, let alone any secret weapon."

"It's all just a cover, a cover to lure Voldemort into attacking magic.

"Let me guess what your purpose is, probably to get rid of Voldemort at the Ministry of Magic?"

"But it's a pity that your plan failed, so what is the next plan? Who will die?"

Facing Harry's questioning.

Snape sneered, looking at him with mocking eyes.

As for Dumbledore, he put away the kindness in his eyes.

He said solemnly: "The prophecy ball is indeed very important. Voldemort has always wanted to obtain it. As for the secret weapon, there is actually one."

Harry's eyes became curious, but Dumbledore shook his head: "But I can't tell you now.

"Harry, please calm down and listen to me, I know I have an inescapable responsibility for this plan."

"If it wasn't for my misjudgment, there wouldn't be so many casualties. I was careless."

Seeing that Harry didn't make any more noise.

Dumbledore invited him to sit on the sofa.

Snape, who was about to leave, was also stopped by the old bee.

"Harry, when I saw you for the first time, I noticed your scar. At that time, I guessed that this scar must have some special meaning."

"With your return to the magic world, it proved that my original guess was correct. Every time Voldemort approached you or got emotional, the scar would warn you."

"Your ability makes Voldemort invisible in front of you. No matter how good his disguise is, he will be exposed as long as he gets close to you."

"And your ability is even more obvious after Voldemort regained his body, am I right?"

Harry nodded slightly, and continued to look at the old man in front of him blankly.

"But recently I've been a little worried, whether Voldemort has noticed this connection between him and you.

"Sure enough, it didn't take long before you unconsciously invaded his brain, and he became aware of your presence. I mean the time Mr. Weasley was attacked."

Harry nodded and said, "Snape...Mr. already told me."

"Yes, because I asked Severus to teach you Occlumency, but you're not wondering why I didn't explain it to you then."

"And why didn't I teach you Occlumency myself, why didn't I want to meet you for so long?"

Harry frowned, of course he wanted to know the answer.

These questions have been in my mind for a long time.

Dumbledore sighed: "I'm afraid that Voldemort will use you to spy on me in turn, so I dare not meet you until you have fully learned Occlumency.

"But then Lucas reminded me why we couldn't set a trap for Voldemort instead, so we came up with this plan."

"Lucas? So..." Harry asked in surprise.

"That's right, Lucas is in England at the moment, even at the Ministry of Magic."

"Then why did he..."

"You want to ask, why didn't Lucas save those Aoai?"

Harry nodded hastily, hoping that the other party would give him an explanation.

"Because those sacrifices were necessary."

Cold words came from Dumbledore's mouth.

Harry's eyes widened, staring blankly at each other.

The savior probably didn't expect the always kind principal to say such a thing.

"Haha, Dumbledore, it seems that the little guy you chose can't bear such a blow!"

Principal Phineas on the wall ruthlessly laughed at the old man in the room.

The headmaster's full name is Phineas Black, and he is the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts history.

Dumbledore ignored its sneer, but stared at the savior in front of him.

"Harry, you must remember that in order to achieve certain goals, sacrifices are inevitable, and today's Auror sacrifices by the Ministry of Magic "are for the better destruction of Voldemort in the future.

"Then if you need to die one day, would you be willing?" Harry growled.

"Yes, if need be, I will give my life without hesitation, as long as Voldemort can be defeated.

Harry didn't expect Dumbledore's answer to be so firm.

He was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the serious eyes of the other party, the anger in his heart was suddenly calmed down a lot.

If Dumbledore was someone who sacrificed other people's lives to achieve his goals, Harry would probably be angry and hopeless.

But if he could even take his own life, just to destroy Voldemort.

Harry didn't know why he had any reason to hate such a person.

"Professor, I..."

Snape's sneer interrupted Harry's next words.

What he despises the most is Potter's character, people can easily believe a few words.

He was obviously very angry just now, but now he suddenly calmed down.

"Mr. Principal, I think it's better not to take a child like Mr. Potter on any mission in the future.

"He hasn't figured out the situation until now. He actually used the Disarming Curse in the war. What a naive idea!"

Snape got up and walked outside.

He didn't want to see the stupid messiah for a moment.

With this time, it is better to go back and take care of the Purifying Potion.

Dumbledore didn't stop him this time.

When Snape left, he drew his wand too.

"Professor, what is this?"

Dumbledore didn't answer Harry's question, but raised his wand and muttered: One bogey!"

With the top of the wand blooming white light.

Harry's expression also became dull, after a while he came back to his senses.

"Professor, the remains of those Aurors?"

"Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic will make proper arrangements. Thank you for your hard work this time, Harry. Remember not to tell anyone the location of the prophecy ball. In addition, you must insist on learning Occlumency from Professor Snape."

Harry nodded, he always felt that he had forgotten something...

Looking at the amiable Dumbledore in front of him, Harry felt even more weird.

It's as if the other party shouldn't be like this.

Harry laughed at his own thoughts, shouldn't Dumbledore be amiable?

shook his head.

Get up and say goodbye.

The savior thought that he was probably too tired to have these messy thoughts.

After all, after going through such a dangerous battle, although the final mission was not successful, it does not mean that they failed.

And Harry was still a little smug.

Because now the position of the predicted ball is only known to him.

'This time, we must learn Occlumency carefully, and we must not reveal the location of the prophecy ball.

Lying on the bed, Harry thought this before going to bed.

Soon, the savior who had been tired all day fell asleep.

This time he had nightmares again.

He dreamed that he was confronting Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets.

Dreamed that Lucas appeared in the secret room again.

【Harry, I regard you as a friend, you shouldn't be jealous of me... Father gave me a gift... The curse of desire is a very ancient magic...】

"Ah!" Harry sat up suddenly in bed.

The dream just now was too real.

As if it really happened.

Harry took a deep breath, looked out the window, and found that there was a white light in the sky.

Lucas wouldn't have guessed, because Dumbledore had cast the Oblivion Charm on Harry, which coincidentally broke part of his original spell.

Perhaps as time goes by, Harry Potter will gradually remember the real situation in the Chamber of Secrets back then.

Little Hangleton.

After listening to the report, Voldemort asked with great interest: "So now Potter is the only one who knows where the Prophecy Ball is?"

Bellatrix nodded apprehensively.

Voldemort frowned, "Bellatrix, I remember you once said that your cousin is Potter's godfather?"

"That's right, master."

Voldemort chuckled twice: "Interesting, everyone!"

The blood-red vertical pupil looked at the person at the long table.

"Under the long-term management of the Ministry of Magic, the magic world has become more and more corrupt. This situation has even spread to many ancient families."

"At this time we need to prune those redundant branches and leaves, and cut off those dangerous and healthy parts."

"We will pluck out the sores that affect us, until there are only pure-blooded wizards left in the world.

"Everyone, the Ministry of Magic is weak now, it is a good time for us to replace it, and we still have good friends in the Ministry of Magic."

"This time, I not only want to occupy the Ministry of Magic, but also kill Potter in front of everyone, and this time the plan."

Voldemort's gaze swept across the crowd, and finally settled on Lucius Malfoy.

"Lucius, this time the plan is up to you to complete, I will try to get Harry Potter to the Ministry of Magic, remember, don't let me down again!"

"Yes, yes, my master!"

Deep in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

In Rowena's library, Lucas drank tea and bathed in the sunshine created by magic.

Seeing that he already has 60,000 achievement points.

Lucas put down his teacup and called out the system.

"System, 60,000 achievement points, all lucky draw!"

[Ding, ordinary lottery draws 100 achievement points each time, the host draws a total of 600 times, is the lottery sure?]

"Sure!"

The voice just fell.

The virtual prize pool in front of Lucas burst out with a series of lights!.