[hp] Pure White Age

There is no way to know who has loved, and now there is only him who will atone for the family, sacrifice for the necklace, and serve Voldemort.

Father was right, he'd rather never have entered the necklace.At least then he would believe that he would have more than one vague dream.

☆、Chapter85 memory fragments (4)

Draco couldn't remember how he left that classroom, or Hogwarts.At that time, he only needed to open the cabinet door to return to the endless corridor, and then return to reality, sleeping peacefully in his bedroom.But when he came to his senses, his feet had already led him to Knockturn Alley.

Knockturn Alley is only one stop away from Diagon Alley, but they look quite different.In Theodore's words, the things sold here are the "unfriendly version" and "interesting version" of Diagon Alley, and Draco only agrees with the former description.The sky in London is always gray, which makes the figures flashing behind the shop windows from time to time appear a bit ghostly.Draco thought of going to Borgin's with his father at the beginning of second year, when his father had just started selling dark magic items, complaining about Arthur Weasley's proposed Muggle Protection Act, and he was jealous of Boogie His unique Quidditch talent and Granger's results... Merlin, these seem like yesterday, but they are too far away from him.

What about him now... busy believing in the power of the dark devil?He sneered at himself, and took a look inside Bojinbok's shop as he passed by.The dimly lit space, the "Hand of Glory" on the mat at the door, the opal necklace that took the lives of nineteen Muggles lay in an enchanted teacup, and an antique chest stood against the wall, and Borgin was standing I settled accounts at the counter and never noticed him.Everything is exactly the same as in memory, but of course, this is his memory space.

Draco walked through the door without hesitation.He felt so stupid, wasting energy uselessly in the necklace, maybe in reality it was already dawn, and he still had morning classes. [Wake up, those memories cannot come back. ] He said to himself, 【Even if you remember it, so what?Now he's with Harry Potter, and you're going to be a Death Eater. 】His heart beat faster again, this is the necklace reminding him. [Maybe I should lie here and keep thinking these crazy things and wait for it to pop me out again. 】He thought self-defeatingly, but he still turned around and quickened his pace to return to the original road.

【Ouch! 】

A sharp female voice grabbed his ankle.Draco covered his arms, and looked coldly at the black figure on the ground.Even in reality, he didn't intend to get his fingers dirty, let alone in virtual memory. [You bumped into it yourself, ma’am. ] After he finished speaking, he was about to leave.

The old witch was wearing a colorless robe, she stared at him with wide eyes, and stretched out trembling, dead wood-like fingers: [You will be punished, annoying young man.Merlin will not bless you...]

【He never fucking blessed me, look at me now! 】He roared in his heart, and kicked away the obstacle under his feet in disgust.It was a crystal ball that rolled down from the witch's backpack. It was clear and bright on the outside, and white smoke flowed inside, just like what Professor Trelawney said: [When the crystal ball is about to reveal a prophecy, it will have such a state... ...]

He paused, then rushed towards the crystal ball that was still rolling forward, knelt on the ground and held it down. 【That's my thing! 】The old witch shouted loudly behind him, struggling to get up.Draco didn't care about these, just staring at the smoke in the crystal ball.He doesn't know... not sure... that's... Merlin bless him right...

The smoke in the crystal ball dissipated a little.A little boy with blond hair and red hair sat on a tree with two broomsticks thrown down from under it.The blond-haired little boy quietly leaned his head on the back of the red-haired little boy's neck, with childish joy flashing in his eyes. 【You had a good time, didn't you? 】The little red-haired boy said stiffly. [Well, it's not bad. 】The blond boy tightened his arms and hugged the other party in his arms, but his tone was always arrogant.Then, when the scene changed, Draco recognized that it was the Hogwarts prize room, the red-haired boy was sleeping soundly under the window, and the wand fell to the ground...

【You are such a thief! 】The old witch clutched the crystal ball and shouted angrily, 【This is my thing!All my possessions...]

【How much? ] Draco blurted out, before realizing that he had no money at all.Damn it!This is his memory space, if it can make up the old witch, can't it help him make some Galleons too?

[This is not for sale, I told you!This is all my belongings!My husband left it to me...] The old witch stammered, the anger on her face disappeared, revealing an intoxicated expression.Draco stared at her silently for a moment, then put his hand on her arm. 【Are you hurt anywhere, ma'am? 】

The witch was reminded by him: [Foot... My foot hurts...]

【Oh, of course it will be like this.Let's try a simple healing spell? ] he said softly, drawing his wand from his pocket.The old witch looked suspiciously at the blond young man in front of her, as if she didn't understand what prompted him to change his attitude.But after weighing it, she still walked slowly and followed him to sit on the steps in front of a shop.The handsome young man crouched down and took off her dirty shoes. 【Your foot is sprained. ] He looked up at her sadly, 【I'm really sorry, I was too careless.But I learned some simple ones in school... Well, mayI]

The old witch grinned and nodded, allowing the young man to treat her.With a whispered mantra, the swelling on her foot slowly faded in the white light. 【Your magic is good. 】She murmured, 【It also looks like my dead husband...】

The figure in front of him trembled almost imperceptibly. [I'm honored and sorry, ma'am.If your husband is still alive, you will never be allowed to live in such a place alone. 】

[Of course, my husband loves me very much...] The wrinkles on the old witch's face stretched out with a smile, [Young man, would you like to come to my house for a cup of tea? 】

Draco's heart was beating faster and faster, and it was even more painful when he got into a small airtight attic, where he couldn't even breathe.The old witch Lisa dusted off the dust from the tables and chairs, and walked into the kitchen.After a while, she came out of the kitchen angrily, 【The kettle was knocked over by my cat! 】Draco turned around abruptly, and a very familiar-looking cat was busy licking the spout of an overturned kettle, obviously thirsty.Well, he had to say it was a little strange, his memory was never so scrambled that he couldn't remember who Mrs. Norris belonged to.

【I'm going downstairs to fetch water, I'll be back soon, this damn cat...】 Lisa muttered, and went downstairs with flexible steps.

Draco couldn't wish more, he immediately stood up and took out the crystal ball from Lisa's bag.Fortunately, the white mist did not disappear, and the scene switched again, turning to the Hogwarts library.

Ron in the crystal ball was watching him.The boy looked confused and irritable, but Draco could still see a hint of pleasure in those lake blue eyes.Finally he stood up and walked to the door of the library, where he was already waiting.In the dark, they have gone too far.Draco couldn't believe that the crazy person was himself, let the red hair mess up his precious robes, and pushed him against the dusty walls, but another voice in his heart told him, yes, this It's you, and you've been dying to do it.

They've done crazier things than that, like kissing under the seats at Quidditch.They've since evolved into a regular kissing relationship, but not yet lovers.Lovers don't have to be busy avoiding eye contact in public like they do.But Draco knew that they both enjoyed this special relationship with each other, enjoying every moment with each other.

They also quarrel, even a lot.They've both done assholes to each other when they're sad or their dignity has been damaged, and yet he's the one who's more than that.At most, Redhead would taunt him badly, or avoid him for weeks—and while that was enough for him, he had really hurt Redhead.He saw himself standing in the shadows outside the school nurse's room, holding the book Ron had left in Hagrid's cabin, pockets full of reconciliation candy, waiting for Granger to leave, and waiting for himself to have the courage Open your mouth and say that sentence.

He wanted to say, be my boyfriend, the most formal kind, but what he finally said was that you can define our relationship.The redhead didn't agree.The sunset at that time was beautiful, but his heart sank to the bottom of the sea in an instant.In the next month, Ron didn't come to him again. The other party really didn't plan to continue, and he was waiting for him to turn around every day.During that period of time passed in a muddle, he always asked himself why the hell he couldn't be as unfeeling as the other party.But if the other party only regards him as a partner during the adaptation period, why should he show that happy and gentle expression to him?

Only then did he begin to listen carefully to his own heart.That's right, it was the other person he fell in love with first, for his blue eyes, red hair, and freckles on his face, and for the aroma of roses and milk on his body.

But he loves him more than that.He loved the wit and boyishness with which he spoke.Love him for standing firmly behind his friend's back.Love that he stands firmly behind his friends but is actually very scared.Love his powerful body encircling him.I love him with a hard mouth but red earlobes.Love his sincere eyes.Love him is obviously dull to death, but always boldly speaks the warmest words at critical moments.How could he let such a person go for a little ridiculous self-esteem and concerns?Draco Malfoy could have anything, but all he really wanted was Ron Weasley.

Draco stretched out his fingers, stroking the face reflected in the crystal ball, sweat rolled down his forehead. [Let me stay for a while, I'm almost finished reading it. 】There was a hazy noise outside the attic, and the sky that had been gloomy since the afternoon finally began to rain heavily. The thunder roared, and the crystal ball seemed to sense something. The white mist quickly gathered, covering Ron's smiling face—yes, After he finally confessed his feelings, the red-haired boy smiled at him again. [No, no, please don't—] He shook the crystal ball, but the mist just stopped, but didn't disperse.The attic began to shake, and wisps of dust fell from the roof, as if what he was shaking was not the crystal ball but the world itself. 【earthquake! 】The owner of the shop downstairs screamed, and the ground shook even more violently.

[It is he who wants to destroy us! ] In an instant, everyone on the street "woke up".As said in the book, when Draco climbed up the window, he thought that when the space was on the verge of collapse, the people in the space would discover their false identities and try their best to prevent the intruder from destroying.In other words, he is now everyone's target.

He doesn't fucking care if this space is destroyed.The only thing he thinks about is to bring the crystal ball back to the corridor safely, he hasn't got all the memories, or in other words, it's still far away...

It seemed like everyone in Knockturn Alley was heading for Lisa's attic.Torrential rain washed the street, and lightning illuminated it again, rendering it an eerie, reflective black that, from a distance, appeared to be sprinkled with silver coins.Holding the crystal ball, Draco ran towards Hogwarts. He felt that he was about to die, as long as he closed his eyes, he would die immediately.

Hogwarts wrapped in lightning showed a terrifying atmosphere.All the students ran out of the Great Hall, trying to pick him out of the crowd, and Dumbledore yelled orders to search the whole school.He didn't dare to stay, and hurried to the stairs.

【Where is he! 】Draco turned his head in fear, Creevey's face appeared from behind the camera lens, and he shouted to the crowd: 【There he is!quick!catch him! 】

Countless students gathered towards this side, Draco climbed up the stairs, but there seemed to be students above the stairs.He wondered what they would do with him if he was caught, and what if the space really collapsed and he didn't escape?

When he finally arrived at the door of that classroom, someone was already waiting there.

[I guessed that you would come here. 】The red-haired boy curled his lips, 【You made a mess here and you just want to leave? 】

[Then what should I do? 】

[Don't think about those useless things, it will be much better here. 】"Ron Weasley" said indifferently,【The more you think about it, the more fake and unreliable we seem, which hurts. 】Behind him, a group of people had already caught up.

Draco closed his eyes. 【Thank you for reminding me of this, I almost forgot. 】Maybe no matter what, you are always the best in my imagination.A wry smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand in the boy's expectant eyes, and smashed the crystal ball.

The move bought him time.

He lay in a coma for a long time in the room where the candles were all burned out. It was not until the next afternoon that Pansy and Theodore found him and sent him to the school infirmary.Of course, these were all Pansy told him when he woke up.In order to recuperate, he lay in the school infirmary for a week.A week is too short, only enough for him to think clearly about one thing.

Memories of loved ones are the most beautiful things in the world.As if throughout our lives, we are destined to carry along with us the selves of those we met and loved earlier, and we can only remain whole if our memories of them remain intact.

He is no longer false, but he is not complete either.He is destined to go on with half of his memory and all of his love.Although, when he stood at the starting point of the road and looked forward, he felt so cold in his body and so quiet around him.

☆、Chapter86 memory fragments (5)

They're almost done building the maze.This fact upset Draco every time he passed near the Quidditch field.Last week, his memory and spirit fully restored, the corridor opened to him again.Just when he got along with the necklace getting better, the owl at home sent a new task.

The Dark Lord wanted to hold a grand ceremony to exchange his father's bones, his servants' flesh and his enemies' blood for a new life.Draco was in charge of finding the right time and place for the ceremony and bringing Harry Potter to meet "him".The father also said in the letter that Barty Crouch Jr. would help him complete this mission.Crouch sneaked into Hogwarts long before the Warriors Tournament, but Draco never saw his true face, because he used Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be a member of the society, Cruise - except for the German No one except Laco and Theodore knew about it.Yet even they don't know where the real Cruise went.

At this moment, Crouch was sitting behind him listening.He is undoubtedly a good actor, playing a somewhat dull student to life.When it was just Draco and Theodore in the room, Crouch would take off his mask and fanatically praise the Dark Lord for his power, or talk about his resemblance to the Dark Lord.This almost annoyed Draco and Theodore, but they still pretended to listen with interest, raising their arms and shouting something along with him from time to time—Merlin knew whether Crouch would be instructed by the Dark Lord to spy on them?So it seems that they are also good actors.

After getting acquainted with each other, Crouch also revealed some useful things to them.For example, some well-known names in the wizarding world, frequent visitors in newspapers... They are planning to join Voldemort secretly. [Look at the current chaos in the wizarding world? 】Crouch faced Cruise with a ferocious expression and said,【Mudbloods are showing off their power in Hogwarts and enjoy the same treatment as purebloods...I tell you, boys, those smart people know Where should they stand, they won't make a second mistake...] Every time he said this, he looked resentful.Draco knew it was because he had so far failed to deliver Sirius, the rebellious son of the ancient and noble Black family, to the Dark Lord.

After the Charms class was over, Crouch gave him a wink, which meant that they had to go to the club room this afternoon to continue studying the tasks assigned by the Dark Lord.The Warriors Tournament is in full swing, and it is not easy to transfer Harry Potter out of Hogwarts within the sight of Dumbledore and the students from the three schools.

[The old guy probably found something] On the way to the club classroom, Crouch asked him this. [Harry Potter's two friends are watching him very closely, it will be very difficult for us to succeed if this goes on.The Dark Lord can't wait too long, he has to wait before July...]

Draco stroked the necklace silently.Since recovering some of his memories, it has been difficult for him to fully commit to working with Crouch.But if the task could not be completed... He didn't even dare to imagine this if.

Fate seems to be against him again and again.Not long after, Dumbledore found the real Cruise outside the school, and Crouch had to temporarily flee Hogwarts.Draco lost his magical collaborator, and there was no response to the letter sent to the manor.As the date of the final loomed, he felt as if he had been abandoned.

At this time, a person he had never thought of came to him.

【You have been using necklaces frequently recently. ] This is the first sentence the old man said to him.After realizing his surprise, the other party explained: [Although I can't see it, I can somewhat feel the fluctuation of the magic field in Hogwarts. 】

Draco was speechless for a moment, as anyone who saw Dumbledore in a society room at night would.Dumbledore didn't seem to care about his reaction at all, and sat gently beside him. 【Where did you go? ] he asked peacefully.

[What is "which step to do"?I just couldn't sleep, so I came out to relax. If you want to deduct points, please go ahead. 】Draco gritted his teeth, very good, this is something belonging to the Black family, Dumbledore can't see it or touch it, of course he can't just rely on "feeling" to prove anything...

[I understand your sleeping situation, Draco.Before the necklace was taken away, I spent a lot of energy researching it. ] Dumbledore said softly, 【It will consume the spirit.You know, the ones who wore it didn't end well, except for Voldemort.Of course, it’s hard for me to say that he’s that good…]

[I can't understand your words.I think I have to go back, Headmaster. 】 Draco stood up abruptly.True, the man he feared most was the Dark Lord, but Dumbledore was another figure of majesty, and being looked into by those eyes often made him feel debilitated.

[You're on your way to your grave, kid.How long do you think Voldemort will keep you after he regains his powers? 】

The shadow on the wall stopped, and the candle light flickered slightly.A sigh came from behind.Draco knew that Dumbledore was watching him, with a look of pity, the kind that would make him hate and tremble.

He turned around slowly, feeling a black tide churning in his body.He has walked too much alone, but in front of this quiet night and compassionate eyes, he can no longer deceive himself.Yes, Dumbledore spoke his worst fear, and he was walking the road to the grave.

Now that Crouch is gone, there is no movement over there.With his ability, if he wanted to successfully complete the task, he must use the necklace, which was equivalent to exposing his strength to the Dark Lord.He might become his right-hand man in a short period of time, and the Malfoy family would rise accordingly, but what happened next?When the Dark Lord regains his identity as the owner of the necklace... there is no guarantee that he will be happy that there is a second person in the world who knows its magic.

He wondered how much Dumbledore knew about necklaces and what he wanted from him.Dumbledore, however, just remained silent, watching him with a candid look, signaling to him that what he had to say next depended entirely on his attitude.Wordless contests flowed in the room where the candle shadows flickered.

【……what do you know?I have to. ] Finally he said.At this moment, he was sure that he saw the smile in the old man's eyes.

[It is fear that drives you to do this.Voldemort is powerful precisely because he is good at exploiting the fragility of people's hearts.I guess examples of this... you've seen quite a few in necklaces, haven't you? 】

Draco didn't answer Dumbledore's question. [It seems that you really know this necklace very well. 】He mused and said, 【For those who can't see it, this seems a bit...】

Dumbledore nodded understandingly. [You haven't fully trusted me because I haven't told you all I know. 】He paused for a while, and said: 【Back then, Tom Riddle gathered a group of followers based on the pure blood theory at school.After graduation, some of them directly developed into the earliest Death Eaters, and some of them woke up and tried to get rid of his control.At this time, Bellatrix Black, your aunt, stole the family's space-time necklace and gave it to Riddle, making him its new owner. 】

【Because everyone who wore this necklace had a miserable end, even the Black family themselves kept it at a distance. Many records have been lost in this generation.They only know that the metal ring engraved with the spell of time and space can turn back time to an hour ago-this is the same as the time converter in the Ministry of Magic, but they don't know the function of the hourglass.But Riddle is a person with great magical talent. He learned about the memory space from the restricted area of ​​the school, and tried to combine the magic of the metal ring and the hourglass.In the end, he discovered that as long as he enjoys himself within an hour, saves these memories in the necklace, allows it to grow into an independent space, and then goes back in time and space for an hour, he can continue to return to the world without changing the real world. Memory space to satisfy desire.He used this trick to control many people who could not see the necklace and thought that Riddle had magical powers.Over time, he accumulated a huge number of followers. 】

So behind every door in the hallway lies a person's deepest desire.Draco understood the madness of the Death Eaters. Their minds had already been controlled by the necklace, and they couldn't distinguish between virtuality and reality.If Merlin showed King Arthur his dream of success and fame, he would not become a wise king, but more likely to become Merlin's puppet.

[I don't know much about necklaces. 】Dumbledore interrupted his thinking,【When it was kept with me, Voldemort was still its master, so I had no way to enter it.But I think that since it is possible for the memory of the owner of the necklace to be automatically stored in the necklace, it would be the best way to learn about Voldemort's secrets. 】

Dumbledore must have read that book too, and more.A guess arose in Draco's mind: it was impossible for Riddle not to destroy all the records related to the necklace in the school. Granger started looking for clues earlier than him, but found nothing.And on March [-]st, a batch of new books entered the school library...

Dumbledore had been waiting for a new owner for the necklace.Wait for him to show up, wait for him to learn the history of the necklace, wait for him to find himself in a corner.The only thing Draco wasn't sure about was whether the greatest White Wizard of the century expected it to be him.

But perhaps to Dumbledore, it didn't matter who this person was.For the first time, Draco really felt that he was just a pawn on someone else's chessboard.

【I am its owner now, but this is only temporary. ] He said, 【You want me to betray "him" to help you, but what good will it do me? 】

[I can't promise you wonderful things, not even your life, Draco.This path, once you choose, will never be easy.All I can give you is one chance to redeem yourself.You know, if you choose that path, the ending is arguably doomed. 】

[I have been waiting for you to appear, waiting for you to add a key link to my plan.You said that you are only the temporary owner of the necklace, so let me tell you, this battle will not last too long.If you are willing to trust me and become one of us, we will do our best to protect you. 】

[If you decide to choose this path, please wait for me in the Response Room at this time tomorrow night.I can help you solve the problem in front of you. ] Dumbledore winked at him and left.The candles in the room were dying out, and it was almost dawn.

He knows he is a pawn.But that's where Dumbledore would outshine the Dark Lord, because he would be willing.

☆、Chapter87 memory fragments (6)

Draco knew that once he stepped into the Room of Requirement, there would be no going back.He must reveal the secret of the necklace to Dumbledore while pretending to obey Voldemort.He became a role he never dreamed he would play - a spy, not to mention a traitor for impersonal gain, which was never something a Malfoy would do.

But every time he thinks about it, he has no regrets.More often than not, he'll connect the decision to the one from long ago.He once won a large amount of funds from his father for the school to buy broomsticks and form clubs, just to prove to the boys who rejected him that he was wrong, and that he could also think of others like him, even sacrificing his own life for it. Benefit.Although the later society deviated from his original intention, Ron did return to him.

But now he lost him again, so it seems that this decision is more like compensation, or atonement.

After the agreement was reached, Dumbledore did not meet with him as frequently as expected.Draco had expected that Dumbledore would immediately make many demands after the long wait.However, the first time they met in the Room of Requirement, Dumbledore simply asked him a few questions, carefully recording his answers on parchment.During this process, his brows were always furrowed, and Draco could only guess that his research had encountered a bottleneck.

[Have you checked all the doors in the corridor? 】

[No, I only checked a few of them.But black...] He stopped suddenly, and quickly glanced at the old man.

[Please continue to call him that. 】 Dumbledore said gently, 【After all, you are still on his side on the surface. 】

【The Dark Lord doesn't have many useful memories. 】Draco hesitated for a while, then continued, 【Not all doors hide memories, and some doors only have scattered memory fragments, which can't be called memory spaces.Of course, I've been busy retrieving my memory recently, so I didn't have time to check it carefully...]

[Retrieve...memories? ] Dumbledore finally raised his head from behind the parchment, and those blue eyes stared at him.

[... I have amnesia, I don't remember anything before Christmas.It's not an accident—my father instructed Professor Snape to do it, he thought I could do better for the Dark Lord by forgetting that memory...] His voice lowered, [I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love people. 】

Dumbledore placed the parchment on the table. [There is no one in this world who should not fall in love, Draco. 】His voice is softer and more distant than usual, like a gust of wind that can blow into the past years. [You can't deny that that person has something similar to you or something you desire.Feelings don't lie to you, even when you want them to. 】

【...So, have you retrieved that memory? 】

Draco nodded, then shook his head, a smile on Dumbledore's face. [Perhaps this is one of the reasons why you are willing to help? ] he said slyly.Draco coughed, worried that Dumbledore would guess who the man was, and half hoping he would. [Back to the necklace...] He changed his posture and stood, [What else do you want me to do? 】

[Not yet.I got enough for today. ] Dumbledore rolled up the parchment and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his robes. [You can't meet yourself in the space, otherwise you will be ejected immediately; the longer you stay in the space, the weaker your spirit will be, and it may even overlap with yourself in the space... and if there is an error in the memory space, it will be very It may be a hint left by the owner of the space... I hope you know that these conclusions you gave me are very important. Some of them I have heard, but I have been unable to confirm them, or some of them are not known to me at all.Thank you, Draco.I understand your efforts, and sooner or later that person will too. 】

[...but not now, nor for some time in the future, do you understand? 】

Those blue eyes seemed to see right through him, and Draco's heart beat faster.Knowing the wisdom of Dumbledore, he must have guessed that he was in love with someone who was on his side.Yes, he did kind of hope that Dumbledore would guess who that person was, so at least Dumbledore might tell the boy himself... then all he had done would not have been in vain.

Even if it's not now, it won't be some time in the future.

【I see. 】

Dumbledore nodded. [Go back to sleep, kid.If I need you, you'll know.In addition, I will also consider how to solve the task Voldemort entrusted to you. 】

This was one of the quid pro quos offered by Draco.

Since that night, Dumbledore seldom arranged direct meetings. Most of the time, he would leave him messages in club classrooms and other places, indicating what he should do next.It wasn't until almost half a month passed that he received Dumbledore's invitation again.Only this time, the meeting place was changed to in front of the Mirror of Erised.

[Put the necklace in the mirror? 】

Draco repeated subconsciously, pinching the pendant on his chest. 【you sure?You know, whether I like it or not, it is as important as my life now, if...]

Dumbledore didn't seem to want to say much.He just stared at the smooth mirror and held out his palm to Draco.Of course, in the end, with a crisp "click", he got what he wanted.

Draco watched nervously as Dumbledore put the necklace into the mirror.When he was in the first grade, he heard that Dumbledore had hidden it in the Mirror of Erised to protect the Sorcerer's Stone.But compared to the Philosopher's Stone, the magic structure inside the necklace is more delicate, and it is likely to be...

produce even more magical effects.Draco stared at the magic mirror in front of him in surprise.After Dumbledore chanted the spell and successfully sucked the necklace into the mirror, the mirror surface of the Mirror of Erised violently fluctuated like a lake, creating circles of transparent ripples.When Ripple returned to calm, a familiar corridor appeared in the mirror.

【This is the corridor I always enter! 】Draco couldn't contain his excitement. [It is not easy to enter the corridor, you must concentrate all your energy, but why...]

[The Mirror of Erised can show what people want to see most, and what is stored in the necklace is also people's most secret wishes.In a sense, they work the same, and my spells just help them blend better. ] Dumbledore replied. [If I'm right, then we can enter the necklace together without expending too much energy.This is what I have been following up for the past half month. 】

Draco had reached out to touch the mirror.His palm entered the mirror unhindered, feeling as if encased in a cold liquid, yet dry and clear.Dumbledore stepped into the mirror, and Draco followed.

They stood side by side in the corridor, which was lined with doors of all sizes.

[We should go and see the locked ones,] Draco suggested, [If the Dark Lord really wanted to hide something in the necklace, he would definitely hide in those five doors. 】The two of them walked to the deepest part of the corridor, where there were five huge doors, each with a heavy metal lock.In half a month, Draco has come here many times, trying to open one of them, but the result is obvious. His proud firm will can deal with treacherous memories, but he can't pry open even a crack in the door. .

[Only wizards who are proficient in magic, especially wizards who are good at Occlumency, can lock their own memory space. ] Deng