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Dumbledore's face was gloomy, and he quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the seal on Albert's abdomen.

After sensing the seal on Albert's body, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.

The Bagua seal formed by the superposition of two four-image seals not only trapped the basilisk tightly, but also allowed Albert to extract the basilisk's magic power in a clever way for his own use.

Dumbledore immediately understood that this was a sealing magic circle designed by Albert to solve the problem of insufficient magic power.

“I have to say, it’s really a genius idea.”

Dumbledore's face brightened slightly, and he suddenly became interested in the sealing circle developed by Albert.

Albert took out a stack of manuscripts from his arms and handed them to Dumbledore.

"This is a sealing spell I developed, called the Four-Elephant Seal. The one on me is a Bagua seal formed by superimposing two Four-Elephant Seals. One Four-Elephant Seal alone is not enough to seal the huge magic power of the Basilisk. "

Dumbledore's eyes under his half-moon lenses stared at the parchment in his hand, "What a clever spell."

Continuing to look through the magic circle structure and operating principles of the Four Elephants Seal, Dumbledore glanced at Albert: "How did you solve the problem of mobilizing the basilisk's magic power with external magic power?"

Albert didn't expect that Dumbledore could find the problem with just a few glances, and shrugged: "I didn't solve it. You know, I was still studying another topic during the summer vacation."

"Blood fusion."

Dumbledore immediately understood that Albert was planning to use the basilisk's bloodline to transform his magic power into an existence of the same origin and substance as the basilisk, and then use this to resonate with the basilisk's magic power, thus mobilizing that Part of the magic was not his.

It's just that it's difficult to implement, because bloodline fusion is not a simple matter.

"Yes, blood fusion."

"Did you succeed?" Dumbledore looked at Albert in surprise.

Throughout the ages, there have been many wizards who have tried to fuse the blood of magical animals, but in the end, only their ancestors of the Dumbledore family succeeded. This was a secret that Dumbledore discovered in the collection of books handed down from his family.

Now, after hearing that Albert had recovered the method of blood fusion, how could Dumbledore not be surprised.

"Actually, not yet. I just recovered the potion formula. It will be ready this week."

"Are you sure?"

Dumbledore's tone was serious.

"I don't do things I'm not sure about."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Having confidence is a good thing, but don't be too proud and complacent."

As he spoke, he walked to the desk, took out a small bottle from the desk drawer and handed it to Albert. "

"This is……"

Looking at the liquid in the bottle that looked like molten gold, Albert had a guess in his mind.

"Elixir of Fortune. Drink a little of this before trying to fuse blood."

"Thank you."

The so-called "good luck" that the Fortune Elixir can bring is actually a considerable improvement in the user's abilities in all aspects, such as social skills, magic abilities, reaction abilities, etc., so it makes People feel that everything goes well.

The preparation process of Fuling Elixir is extremely complicated and takes half a year.

Dumbledore gave him such a precious potion as soon as he said it, which shows that the old man treated him well.

This made Albert determined to go back in time and rescue Arianna.

"Evo, you said that when Voldemort appeared, the snakes moved strangely. Can you sense why he came?"

"I don't know, Professor, maybe...a Horcrux?"

A flash of lightning flashed in Dumbledore's mind.

"Horcrux? Horcrux! I should have thought of it earlier!"

"???"

Albert realized that he seemed to have exposed something again?

Dumbledore came back to his senses and stared at Albert: "How did you think that Voldemort made Horcruxes?"

"Last time I saw the book "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed" in your office, which contained descriptions of Horcruxes. This is the only black magic I know about that can preserve one's life under the Death Curse."

Dumbledore thought for a long time and sighed quietly: "Even if we know that Voldemort made Horcruxes, we don't know how many he made and where he hid them. We can only wait passively for him to be resurrected." respond,"

Albert was stunned and put his hand into the space bag in his arms to fumble around.

"No, maybe we do."

A rusty crown was taken out by Albert from the space bag.

Ravenclaw's crown!

Dumbledore spat out the honey tea in his mouth again.

With a wry smile on his lips, Dumbledore patted Albert on the shoulder: "You always give me big surprises."

Taking the crown and inspecting it carefully, Dumbledore could see at a glance the strong aura of dark magic on it.

"A very powerful magic has been cast on it. Even I can't break it for a while."

Albert once again took out a basilisk fang, which was still stained with clots of black blood that had long since solidified. "Professor, what about this?"

Dumbledore glanced at Albert with a half-smile: "Although Ravenclaw's crown does not increase the wearer's wisdom as in the legend, it is still a rare treasure. You are willing to give it away like this." Destroy it?"

The basilisk fangs retracted immediately, and Albert shook his head wildly: "Then you should find a way to destroy Voldemort's soul fragments without destroying the crown. Maybe you can let the dementors give it a kiss?"

"It might work."

The Dementor's kiss can suck away a person's soul. The person kissed by the Dementor will turn into a living corpse without consciousness and thought. Let the Dementor give the crown a question, maybe it can really kill Voldemort. The soul fragments are sucked away.

Dumbledore put the diadem away, intending to study it another day.

"In addition to Ravenclaw's diadem, can we also guess that Voldemort made Gryffindor's sword, Hufflepuff's golden cup and Slytherin's locket into Horcruxes? The diadem is my It was found in the Room of Requirement. According to Voldemort's cautious character, he probably wouldn't put all the Horcruxes in the same place."

Dumbledore stroked his gray beard and paced back and forth in the room.

There was so much information in Albert's words that it was difficult for him to sort it out for a while. He even ignored how Albert discovered the Room of Requirement.

Albert wanted to tell Dumbledore: Professor, please stop shaking, it makes me dizzy.

But he dared not.

"Gryffindor's sword cannot be made into a Horcrux. As for the other two, I think it should be."

Albert also knew that Gryffindor's sword could not be a Horcrux. It was currently hidden inside the dirty Sorting Hat on the cabinet next to it.

He just said this to give Old Deng a clue.

"Then this way we have clues to the three Horcruxes."

Dumbledore sat down behind his desk and crossed his fingers on the desk.

"How many Horcruxes do you think Voldemort will make?"

Abel also thought for a moment and gave an answer.

"Seven, seven is a magic number."

"Besides the treasures passed down by the four giants, what else can you think of?"

Albert had brought enough surprises to Dumbledore today, and he was more determined to cultivate Albert's plan, even though he knew that it might create the third generation of the Dark Lord.

"Voldemort is from the Gaunt family. I heard that the Gaunt family has an heirloom."

"The ring of House Gaunt."

Dumbledore immediately knew what Albert was talking about.

But what he didn't know was that the Gaunt family's ring was stored in Albert's space bag.

Seeing Dumbledore take another sip of honey tea, Albert maliciously speculated that if he took out another Horcrux now, would Old Dumbledore spit out the honey tea again?

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