Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

In front of her, four horcruxes were placed in a mess, and each horcrux had an ugly scar.

The Laclau tiara, the Hufflepuff gold cup, the ring of the Gaunt family, and a dark diary. On the title page of the diary, there is a line of words written in gorgeous cursive script.

And the owner of that font, Professor McGonagall is very, very familiar with it, it comes from Gu Yi, a person she trusts very much!

"... Minerva... Minerva... are you okay?"

A weary voice came from the secret room, waking up the crying Mag. She subconsciously wiped away the tears on her face, and put the remains of several Horcruxes back into her pocket in a panic.

Only that diary, after hesitating for a moment, she slowly picked it up, tore off the title page, threw the title page with the writing on it into the pool beside her, and stuffed the diary into her pocket.

The title page didn't seem to have the slightest buoyancy, as soon as it fell into the water, it sank towards the bottom of the water.

The ink used to write the words gradually became denser with the rippling water waves, but the line of gorgeous cursive characters can still be vaguely seen:

"Justice only exists among those with equal strength. Among those with disparity in strength, the strong will do what they can, and the weak will suffer what they must!"

......

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Seeing that Professor McGonagall walked out unharmed, Dumbledore let out a long sigh of relief, and fixedly looked at her with blue eyes, with a flash of anticipation in them.

"It has been destroyed. The four horcruxes are all here. The rest is up to Gu Yi...professor..."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Dumbledore was completely relieved and didn't touch the pocket. He leaned back against a boulder, raised his head, and closed his eyes soothingly.

"...That's good...I believe Professor Gu Yi won't disappoint us..."

"Dun...Dumbledore...Professor..."

"Huh? What?"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's hesitant tone, Dumbledore opened his eyes curiously, and without moving, he just leaned against the boulder and looked over with a questioning expression.

"...Professor Guyi...I mean...do you really believe that Professor Guyi can defeat Tom?"

"Why do you ask that? Did Tom say something to you?"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and slowly sat beside Dumbledore, holding his knees with his hands:

"Albus...I'm a little scared...If, as Tom said, the wars in the wizarding world are all led by Professor Gu Yi...then what should we do?"

"Hahahaha... Minerva..."

Dumbledore on the side, after hearing Professor McGonagall's words, his eyes moved slightly, and then he laughed.

And Professor McGonagall beside him didn't notice Dumbledore's eyes, but frowned, looked at him with some dissatisfaction, and waited for his explanation.

"...I don't know what Tom said to you, but what I want to say is..."

As he spoke, Dumbledore raised his brows and winked playfully at Professor McGonagall.

"...If the war was promoted by Professor Gu Yi, then we would definitely not be able to see the dawn of hope so easily like today!

You should have understood the knowledge that Professor Gu Yi imparted to the children. Think carefully, if our enemy is Professor Gu Yi, do we really have room to fight back?

Also, I'm telling you a secret, please don't tell anyone else..."

"what?"

Seeing Dumbledore's pretending mysterious posture, the relaxed Professor McGonagall showed a smile on his face, let go of his hands, and imitated Dumbledore's appearance and leaned against the boulder behind him, with a sense of relief in his expression.

"I have fought against Professor Gu Yi..."

"Hmm, how did it turn out?"

"...It's embarrassing, but I...lost badly..."

"... how miserable is it?"

"...If Professor Gu Yi hadn't been merciful, you probably wouldn't have seen me..."

"...Ha ha ha ha..."

"Minerva, how can you do this? I trust you to tell you this secret, and you are gloating?"

"...hahaha sorry...I can't help it...the strongest white wizard of the present age...lost to a young man in his twenties..."

"...oh... no... he's just young, but he's at least 30 years old..."

"...well...even at 30, he's still a lad..."

"...he was sneak attacking...that was my carelessness...didn't dodge..."

In the secret room, the last radiance was gradually extinguished, but the air was no longer filled with heaviness and depression, but the long-lost joy.

......

"professor!!!"

"professor!!!"

One after another shouts sounded, and Wang Xuebin, who was inspecting the corpses of the Death Eaters, raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a few vigorous figures, riding a pair of broomsticks, flying towards here against the wind and rain.

"Professor! We are here to support you!"

Sirius was still sitting behind James Potter, with his hands raised above his head, waving excitedly. If it weren't for James' extraordinary talent in driving a broomstick, maybe Sirius' name would be added to the list of sacrifices.

"Hey! How are you here? How are the professors and other students?"

The broom flicked its tail and stopped in front of Wang Xuebin. The muddy water from the tail of the broom evenly splashed on Wang Xuebin's body.

"...oh...sorry...professor, I didn't mean to..."

With a sullen face, Wang Xuebin stretched out his hand to rub his face, took off the leaves on his head, squinted his eyes, looked at this rash duo, gritted his teeth and said:

"Is it just a few of you, what about the others?"

"...Uh... We were attacked. After repelling the Death Eaters, because we were worried about the safety of Professor McGonagall, we decided to send some of us who have learned apparation back to inquire about the news. If it's dangerous, take Professor McGonagall away..."

"Inquiring about news? Is this how you inquire about news?"

Wang Xuebin said, imitating Sirius, waving his hands and making exaggerated gestures.

"Did you learn all the lessons about espionage that I taught you in class?"