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After pondering for a while, he quickly whispered: "You know that Albus actually has a brother named Aberforth, who has been lurking in Hogsmeade as a barkeeper, inquiring about news for his brother. According to me As we all know, he actually doesn't have a good relationship with his elder brother, and even broke out fierce conflicts because of his younger sister. Just imagine, if we can resurrect Ariana Dumbledore and use it as a threat, what choice will he make? ?”

"Hahahaha! Great! The civil war between the Dumbledore family! Is there anything more interesting in the world than this? It can even uncover the most painful scars in that old guy's heart!" Voldemort laughed happily Get up, but shook his head helplessly after a while. "However, it seems a little difficult to revive a person who has been dead for many years, at least I can't do it."

"No, no, no, I think you seem to have misunderstood something. We don't really need to resurrect Ariana Dumbledore, we just need to use genetic technology to clone a girl who is exactly like her, and then instill some memories and consciousness so that It just needs to think that he is Arianna. In many cases, intense emotions will make people lose their minds, and as long as they are used a little bit, unexpected results can be obtained."

When he said these words, Zhang Cheng showed an extremely sarcastic expression on his face.

Many people may not be aware that Dumbledore was not much different from Voldemort and Gellert Grindelwald when he was young. They were all equally keen on pursuing power, status and fame, and even once had a fear of death. The holy artifact was so obsessed that he ignored the condition of his biological sister.

Later, it was also the death of his younger sister that greatly stimulated this talented wizard. It is not known whether it was because of guilt or other reasons that he finally embarked on another life path.

As a person with a strong rebellious mentality, Zhang Cheng really wanted to know what kind of reaction Albus Dumbledore would have when Ariana appeared again?

"Interesting! Very interesting! I can't wait to see Dumbledore lose control of his emotions. You know? From the day I knew him, he has always remained calm and calm." Voldemort's tone revealed indescribable mean.

"Please give me some time! Also, if possible, you can send this little thing to Aberforth's side." As he said, Zhang Cheng took out a small glass ball shining with silver-white light from his pocket .

This thing is a special magic item made by him based on the principle of the pensieve, which can quietly invade the brain and copy the memory of the target.

You must know that he will not be satisfied with just being a copy to disturb the mind, but to truly reproduce a living Ariana Dumbledore.

But if he wanted to do this, he didn't have enough memory to support him, at least he couldn't fool Aberforth, who took good care of his younger sister since childhood.

"No problem, leave it to me."

Voldemort didn't ask about the purpose of this magical device, and directly took it to the Death Eater next to him, who immediately cast Apparation and disappeared in place without saying a word.

You don't need to ask, he must have gone to complete this small task without difficulty...

7 Chapter Ninety

Hogsmeade is the only magical village in the UK that is entirely composed of wizards, and it is also the most yearning place for Hogwarts students above the third grade.

There are not only all kinds of delicious sweets and butter beer, but also the "Zoko Joke Shop" that sells special magic props for pranks, and the "Screaming Shack", which is known as the scariest haunted house in the UK.

It can be said that both adult wizards and underage children can find their own happiness in Hogsmeade.

Few people will notice that there is a dilapidated small bar right next to the post office on Central Avenue, which turns into a small road next to it.

Not only does it emit a strong smell of mutton, but there is also a chopped off pig's head hanging on the shelf, giving people a very eerie feeling.

As for the few guests inside, it is even more weird.Almost everyone covered their faces tightly, and their eyes showed unusual vigilance, and the slightest disturbance would trigger a violent reaction.

In fact, Aberforth Dumbledore, the owner of the Pig's Head, didn't care about how much money he made.

His main purpose was to inquire about the news of his brother, who was not in harmony with him, with the help of guests of various religions and ranks, and to always pay attention to the movements of Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

In order to do this, he even ignored and condoned many illegal transactions. For example, the half-giant Hagrid once bought a Norwegian Ridgeback egg from the disguised Quirrell here.

No one knows the identities of those strange guests who come from nowhere. They only know that they often sell and buy things that are difficult to get, and gradually form a very private circle over time.

Once there is an urgent need for rare magic materials that cannot be obtained through normal channels, it is not wrong to come to the Pig's Head Bar to try your luck.

As usual, Aberforth was careful to eavesdrop on the conversations among the guests while working as a bartender.

Just as he was trying to approach a man in a gray cloak, a young girl suddenly appeared outside the door.

Although the sky had completely dimmed and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, his extremely familiar appearance and timid demeanor all reminded him of his sister, who had been dead for many years—Arianna.

"Damn! Am I dazzled by being too old and tired?" Aberforth hurriedly shook his head vigorously, trying to clear the unrealistic hallucinations from his mind.

But unfortunately, when he raised his head again, there happened to be a bright light shining on the face of the girl at the door, reflecting a somewhat unfamiliar but extremely familiar face.

next second...

The girl's lips moved suddenly!

Although she didn't make a sound, she could tell from the shape of her mouth that she was calling the English word "brother".

"Ah...Arianna?!"

With a trembling voice, Aberforth stammered out his sister's name in a low voice, and then rushed out like crazy, trying to grab the other party and ask him to understand.

But before he could take two steps, the girl turned around and fled towards the outside of Hogsmeade, like a frightened little rabbit.

The two were in a stalemate for more than 20 minutes, one after the other, chasing and fleeing, and did not slow down until they were completely away from the crowd.

respite!

Severe gasps!

Aberforth couldn't remember the last time he ran as fast as this, but he knew he must not stop, or he would lose and miss out on the most precious things in life.

The girl seemed to have sensed that the old man was about to run out of energy, and finally stopped, and quickly hid behind a young oriental man, only poking out half of her head to stare at him.

"Good evening, dear Mr. Aberforth." The young man bowed politely.

"It's you?!" The old man's pupils suddenly shrank.

Obviously, the visitor was none other than Zhang Cheng who came here from Hogwarts' underground secret laboratory.

And the girl hiding behind is naturally a replica synthesized by using gene cloning technology and the power of creation—Arianna Dumbledore.

Since most of her childhood memories are perfectly implanted, she is, to a certain extent, equivalent to the real Ariana.

Appreciating the tormented and contradictory feelings of the other party, Zhang Cheng nodded with a smile on his face: "Yes, it's me. I believe your brother must have mentioned me, so I won't introduce myself much. How about it, are you very excited to see your sister who has been dead for many years resurrected?"

"No! Impossible! No one can bring the dead back to life!" Aberforth tried to deny the girl in front of him who was about to lose his mind.

Because he knew that the young man standing in front of him was regarded by Albus as the most difficult opponent to deal with, even more terrifying than Voldemort.

"Hehe, don't be so nervous. There is a saying in my hometown that facts speak louder than words. Come, Arianna, come and say hello to your brother." Zhang Cheng turned around and gently touched the girl's head.

With his encouragement, the latter finally plucked up the courage and asked in an extremely small voice: "Brother Afu, don't you remember me?"

boom!

moment!

Those memories about his sister hidden in the deepest part of his heart flooded Aberforth's brain like a flood.

Because the name Afu was exactly the nickname Ariana had given to herself when she was a child, and it was a little secret that only belonged to the two of them, about which even her elder brother Albus didn't know.

Shock!

excitement!

joy!