Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Chapter 565 The Number of Horcruxes Deng Versailles Bullideau

In a room deep on the second floor of Wu's Orphanage, Wang Xuebin and Dumbledore watched the scene in front of them silently with bated breath.

A bed, a set of tables and chairs, a cabinet, and a thick opaque curtain are these simple decorations that accompanied Voldemort's childhood.

"Warning Traces of Magic"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's murmur, and looking at the traces of the fire in the center of the room, Dumbledore nodded solemnly, and said softly:

"That's right, the cautious and suspicious Tom has set up countless warning spells here.

Even for me, it is not an easy task to get that gold cup without alarming him! "

The walls are densely covered with runes. As long as someone steps into the room, they will be tortured to death by the preset trap.

Over 12 years, at least six people were killed by this trap, and with their blood and lives, the power of vigilante magic was strengthened.

"Can't you startle him?"

Dumbledore nodded silently when he heard the words, and took out a extinguisher from his arms. With a light touch, the only intact incandescent lamp lit up.

"Given Tom's fear of death, he will definitely not make just one Horcrux, and a Horcrux can only keep six at most at the same time!

Once there are more than six, the maker of the Horcruxes will collapse due to too much soul tearing, judging from Tom's current posture, he should have made five Horcruxes."

As Dumbledore said, he took out his wand with his right hand and waved it at his body. In the blink of an eye, the windbreaker and hat on his body changed back into a decent wizard robe.

It turned out that his clothes, like Wang Xuebin's, were all transformed by transfiguration.

"Before we find Tom's Horcrux completely, we should not disturb him, or try not to disturb him, our plan will become very troublesome if we startle the snake!

Wang Xuebin nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words, turned his head to look at Dumbledore who was frowning, and asked curiously:

"By the way, how many Horcruxes have you found?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore recovered, looked at Wang Xuebin meaningfully, nodded slightly, and said

"Five Horcruxes, now I have found four!

One is the Ravenclaw Diadem, hidden in the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.One is the Slytherin pendant, which is always carried by Tom.

Coupled with the Hufflepuff gold cup and the ring hidden in the Gaunt family, all we need to find is the last Horcrux."

"Is it"

After a long time of trouble, except for the diary in his hand, Dumbledore has found all the other Horcruxes

This incident made such a fuss that if he had taken out the diary earlier, he probably wouldn't have needed to make the trip.

If it weren't for the fear of alarming Voldemort, would Dumbledore need to be so timid?

It's just a trap, there is no trap that can't be solved with one explosion spell, if there is, then two shots!

"Well, to be honest, I seem to have some clues about the whereabouts of Tom's fifth horcrux, but I'm not sure if it's true or not.

If you need it, we will talk in detail after this matter is over."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore didn't show surprise or surprise at all, but nodded silently, and said sincerely:

"If it is you, I believe that the day when Tom fails is not far away"

"Oh maybe"

Wang Xuebin laughed dryly, shook his head, did not say anything more, raised his hand, and a thick "Book of Abraham" appeared in his hand.

"Oh, beautiful magic, your magic, no matter how many times I see it, it still feels amazing"

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly at this, without explaining, opened the 3 pages of the booklet and placed it on the floor outside the room door.

"I once heard Mr. Flamel say that your talent in alchemy is no less than his. Why didn't you stick to it later?"

Wang Xuebin took out various materials from the space, activated them, twisted them into various shapes with his hands, and placed them on the floor one by one, chatting without raising his head.

Behind him, Dumbledore, who was watching Wang Xuebin's actions curiously, raised his eyebrows when he heard Wang Xuebin's words, shook his head and explained with a smile:

"Well, I have to say that Mr. Flamel overrated me for my talent in alchemy creation, which is far from being comparable to you and Mr. Flamel.

In the limited time, I prefer to study some things I am good at, such as transfiguration, charms

If there is a chance in the future, I still want to study the magical technology of the Muggle world. As for alchemy, to be honest, it is not what I am interested in."

Seeing Dumbledore playing with the extinguisher in his hand, the corners of Wang Xuebin's mouth twitched.

The light extinguisher, the full name should be called the light source absorbing and returning device, its function is very simple, as the name suggests, it can absorb and return all light sources!

Does it sound familiar?

If you don't understand it like this, let's put it another way, the little gadget in Dumbledore's hand is a solar high-energy laser transmitter, understand?

This thing is a small toy that Dumbledore made at will with the help of scraps from Nicolas May's alchemy room during his vacation time.

That’s right, it’s really just a small toy, and he only uses it to turn on and off the lights on weekdays. For him, the meaning of the existence of the extinguisher is to allow him to realize the freedom of turning off the lights without using a wand. That's all

You tell me you have no talent?

Old Versailles

"Okay"

What else can Wang Xuebin say?

Say you think your talents for Charms and Transfiguration are better?

Nonsense, he doesn't want to say anything

One after another, the runes were engraved on the ground, forming a triangle with the book as the center.

"Oh, banning the magic circle, blocking all internal and external connections. I must admit that your thinking is indeed very special."

Hearing Dumbledore's words of praise or admiration, Wang Xuebin kept a straight face and said nothing at all.

Pull out your own wand, push down the tip of the wand, clenched your left hand tightly, and put your right hand in the shape of a palm. With your palm against the end of the wand, take a deep breath, exhale it slowly, and press down suddenly.

In just an instant, the center of the book seemed to turn into a ball of orange-red slime space, completely containing the tip of the fifteen-inch magic wand.

'Puff~'

There was a muffled sound, and the slime in the book seemed to be boiling, boiling and overflowing.