Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Amanta opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling of Madam Pomfrey's hospital wing.

Dumbledore was standing beside her bed.

Seeing Amanta open her eyes, Dumbledore's eyes moved towards her from under his half-moon glasses.

"Kid, you're awake." He said with a smile.

"...Yes." Amanta rubbed her brows. She was still a little dizzy. "Professor, what happened just now?"

She was a little confused. How did Dumbledore force his way out of the dream that Riddle had dragged her into?

…Dumbledore looked relaxed and relaxed, still eating, and it didn’t seem like he was casting some powerful spell on her.

And Riddle's attitude in the dream - she always felt that this matter would not end so easily.

"Oh... Speaking of which, Severus came over a while ago and heard Madam Pomfrey say that you were having a nightmare, so he prescribed a dose of dreamless sleeping potion for you."

Dumbledore looked at her with interest. "It looks like it's working well, isn't it?"

"Dreamless Sleeping Potion?"

Amanta was a little surprised. The dreamless sleeping potion could make the user fall into a dreamless sleep - was it because of this that it had such an unexpected effect?

She had made up her mind not to tell anyone about Livia... She didn't know if it would cause any drastic changes if too many people knew about the future.

But she was a little hesitant about whether to tell Dumbledore about Riddle's matter.

Dumbledore was already talking to himself cheerfully.

"It's a nice afternoon today. I was enjoying a piece of ginger salamander cookie when Filius and Harry suddenly broke into my office..."

Who is Filius?

Amanta reacted immediately and realized that he was talking about Professor Flitwick.

Dumbledore gave him a sly wink, and Amanta saw that he was holding a ginger newt biscuit in his hand.

He held up the cookie. "Now that no one is disturbing me, I can finally enjoy my afternoon dessert. I don't think you mind me enjoying it here...right Miss Merlin?"

Amanta nodded: "Of course, Professor."

"To be honest, when we saw you passed out, Filius and I were really worried. I examined you carefully and found that you had an extremely hidden aura of dark magic - but we couldn't find anything."

"Just when we were at our wits' end, Harry remembered the diary... As soon as he took it out - I understood everything."

The diary... Of course, Dumbledore had always known that Voldemort was creating Horcruxes, and he had begun to suspect him when Voldemort was still at school.

However, regarding the Horcrux, Amanta felt that she should be more cautious and should pretend that she knew nothing about it.

After Riddle discovered the method of making Horcruxes, Dumbledore destroyed all the books about Horcruxes in the school.

The matter of Horcruxes is not something an ordinary student can know.

"Diary? Professor, what do you know?" Amanta showed a puzzled look on her face, "What on earth is that?"

"Some kind of powerful dark magic item...Oh, Miss Merlin, I think you already know that it is not a simple diary."

"Yes, Professor."

Seeing that Dumbledore was still hiding the matter of the Horcruxes, Amanta had to slowly express her suspicions: "But... I don't think it's that simple. In my dream... I saw the sixteen-year-old Riddle. It was very real."

"Sixteen-year-old Riddle?"

Dumbledore pushed his glasses up on his nose.

"Of course, of course... I know, the timing was perfect, and I'm afraid a poor female student died because of this, but... I didn't expect that he would start to split his soul at that time."

"Split soul?"

Amanta gave an expression of mild surprise.

"Yes, then... well, it's okay to reveal a little to you. Very few people know this. Voldemort used an extremely evil black magic to split his soul into pieces and stored them in some objects. We call the carriers of these soul fragments Horcruxes, and the diary is one of them."

"Horcrux?"

"Yes, from what I have heard, he has split his soul into several parts, which are unimaginably evil..."

Dumbledore sighed.

"So Professor…what are you going to do with these Horcruxes?"

Amanta asked this question with a little expectation.

There are only a few ways to destroy a Horcrux. Maybe Dumbledore knows more ways to destroy a Horcrux.

Dumbledore shook his head regretfully.

"Regarding this... I am also looking for a way to destroy it. I put the diary somewhere far away from you. There are too few books that record Horcruxes, and most of them have been destroyed. There is a very strong protective magic on the diary - it is not an easy task to destroy it."

Amanta was a little disappointed. As expected, it was not easy to destroy the Horcrux. Even Dumbledore did not know how to destroy it for the time being.

"Well, a kid doesn't need to worry about these things for now. Let's talk about something else. My friend asked me to give you something."

Dumbledore's smiling face returned to normal.

"Who? What?"

Amanta was a little surprised.

"Oh... Of course, this may come as a surprise to you. Mr. and Mrs. Flamel asked me to give you the Philosopher's Stone."

"I don't understand, Professor." Amanta widened her eyes slightly, "Hasn't Voldemort been looking for it?"

Give her the Philosopher's Stone, regardless of whether she needs it or not.

The main thing is... wouldn't she become a target? How could she resist Voldemort's covetousness...

"Don't worry about that, you can put it in here."

Dumbledore tapped his arm, motioning Amanta to look at the Sage's Ring on her wrist.

"This is a perfect place to hide things, better than hiding it in Hogwarts. The Sage's Ring can hide the aura of the Philosopher's Stone, and only the bloodline of Merlin's family can use it... I've also heard that the goblins in Gringotts occasionally clamor to take it away, but even the goblins who created it may be helpless in opening it."

He pulled out an inconspicuous little package from his arms and handed it to Amanta.

Amanta took it, hesitantly.

"If you give me the Philosopher's Stone, what about Mr. and Mrs. Flamel?"

Although she had never met the Flamels,...

Dumbledore saw her hesitation and gave her a relaxed smile.

"Death is like going to bed after a long day, and for Nicol and Perenelle, this long day has been too long... They think it's time for the true end of life."

He paused, his expression somewhat mysterious.

"But of course, this is not the main reason."

"Then...what is the main reason?" asked Amanta.

"I'm sorry, Miss Merlin, I don't know either. They just said that they finally completed an important task, and after completing it, they had no reason to stay in the world anymore."

After hearing what Dumbledore said, Amanta was a little dazed.

The Flamels claimed to have accomplished something important? She had a vague feeling that it was probably related to her.

She had a suspicion, but couldn't prove it.

Livia used a predictive magic and accidentally glimpsed the end of the world hundreds of years later, so... Livia teamed up with the Flamel couple and took her to hundreds of years later, hoping that she could save everything?

Or... at that time, Livia saw that her child would live hundreds of years later?

The Merlin family has long since returned to dust, and I'm afraid these speculations can no longer be confirmed.

She thought of the finish line Livia had shown her, and her heart began to beat wildly.

That huge face in the flames... now that I think about it, it was a Dark Mark. It seemed that Voldemort's power was already extremely strong at that time. He wanted to slaughter Muggles and all those who opposed him -

In addition, she seemed to have seen the deaths of Draco and Harry.

Her fingers were numb. She didn't know how important they had become, and it made her upset just thinking about it.

Dumbledore stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside. He took out another piece of chocolate with liquor filling from the inner pocket of his robe and put it into his mouth happily.

"Would you like a piece? Oh no...it contains a certain amount of alcohol. Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey is not here at the moment, otherwise I'm afraid she would chase me away immediately."

"I won't tell anyone, Professor."

Amanta blinked and smiled. Dumbledore's calmness and joy eased her mood a little.

"There are a few more things I would like to mention before I leave."

Dumbledore said suddenly.

"In the first few months of school, Hogwarts has experienced several security lapses. The Daily Prophet reported on this and the parents were in a state of turmoil. In response to these situations, Hogwarts has strengthened security measures and the Ministry of Magic has also sent several Aurors to patrol the security."

Dumbledore smiled and looked very happy.

"As for the Philosopher's Stone... Mr. and Mrs. Flamel have announced that they have destroyed it. I think for the time being, you can probably have a peaceful study time in the future."

"Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Professor."

Amanta breathed a sigh of relief.

But that picture was like a taut string in her heart... She had to work twice as hard to prevent it from really happening.

Dumbledore smiled and threw another piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"It seems like it's time for me to get out of here, or Madam Pomfrey will start to freak out again."

"Regarding your friends, Madam Pomfrey was worried that they would disturb your rest, so she drove them out. Well, I think they are still waiting outside. It's time to notify them to come in. I think they must be happy to see that you are safe and sound."