[HP]Aluet

I flew back to the residence, dug out the Polyjuice Potion I had prepared the day before, poured it in, and then quickly took my storage box, put on my hat and headed out the door.

From the inside to the outside of the house, my figure began to gradually change-I went through the exit procedures and returned to the UK as Riddle.

The Polyjuice Potion lost its potency shortly after arriving in Scotland, and instead of looking for a place to stay, I headed straight to Hogwarts to find Dumbledore.

I waited until the students were in class and knocked on the door of the principal's office. After Dumbledore opened the door, I showed my figure, pulled the corners of my mouth at him, and smiled.

"I'm back, Professor."

I don't know why, but suddenly the tip of my nose became sour and my eyes became moist. I really wanted to pounce on him and hug him, but I just bowed slightly and entered the door under his guidance.

He still closed the door behind me and locked it, then dragged a chair and sat down facing me, pointing to the lemon snow treasure on the table.

For a moment, I thought in a trance that I had returned to the time when I was studying at Hogwarts. All the warm and beautiful old memories were waking up my already numb and frozen emotions.

I was dazed for a few seconds, then I picked up a piece of lemon sherbet with my cold fingers and put it in my mouth.

Dumbledore's clear blue eyes gazed at me benevolently over the glasses, raised his eyebrows, and added in a half-joking tone: "If you want to eat a second piece, you don't need to ask me for instructions."

I burst out laughing.

The pleasantries and reminiscences can't last long-I know this well, but Dumbledore didn't want to start the topic, he didn't ask me how I've been during this time, what's going on with Riddle, And why he came back suddenly, he mentioned to me those freshmen, mentioned all kinds of things that happened in the school, as if I just came back after traveling abroad for a few years.

"Have you found any lodging?" he asked me.

I shook my head: "I came back too quickly, and I didn't have time to find a place—in fact, I thought about staying where my father used to live, but he set up a protective spell, I'm afraid I don't know how to open it."

"You don't need to worry about this, I can help you."

"It's just that I'm thinking—if I stay there for a long time, will it be more dangerous, because apart from us, Tom Riddle also knows the location, and I'm afraid he will guess." I frowned, and had to be solemn Consider this question.

Dumbledore's eyes darkened, he turned his head to look out the window, and was silent for a long time before continuing my words: "Indeed. If I reset a protective spell there, I don't think he can do anything about it, but No matter what, you can't stay behind closed doors all day long."

"Forget it." I gave up the idea, "Let it be quiet there forever, no one steps here."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, did not speak, and tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically.

"Riddle is going to start a war." I said something abruptly, and there was no surprise in his eyes when he heard this, so I continued, "His sphere of influence is very wide, all over Europe , and also exploited the hatred of mainstream wizards by many marginalized magical creatures - including the dark magical creatures that have been rampant in Britain in recent years, all have ties to him."

I took out the pre-drawn schematic diagram from the storage box.

"He doesn't trust me, so I haven't been able to know all the details for so many years, but these are the approximate distribution of his power. The penetration area of ​​the United Kingdom is much wider. He still fears you, so he will definitely focus on it. Deal with you." I sighed, "I came back from Madrid, Spain, where he has an extremely large force of giants, but there is no need to worry about this, just wait for news from the Ministry of Magic, the flames of war are probably over. It's about to start, and the giants will probably be able to hold back the Death Eaters in Spain. Their Ministry of Magic will definitely intervene. Whether it's to deal with the giants or something, it will cause great trouble to the Death Eaters.

I came back as Riddle, and he couldn't go through the ship formalities, although he must have a way to come back—he has the ability to fly, but his Death Eaters don't, they will definitely go out by ship, and as long as Without Riddle, they're not a big threat, and we can take advantage of—"

I raised my eyes and stared at Dumbledore pointedly. At the same time, he took out the conch shell I had given him from his arms, and smiled at me.

"Yes." I agreed, "That's it."

"It seems that we have thought of going together." Dumbledore smiled and put it away again.

"Since the United Kingdom is the key target, sooner or later his forces distributed across Europe will cross the sea to support them. After all, the number of black wizards in the United Kingdom is limited, and the mermaid clan can be of great help. They can intercept ships in various sea areas, and it doesn't matter if they are on passenger ships. There is a mark on the forearm of the dead, which is easy to identify, and the mermaids are not bloodthirsty, as long as you tell them, I believe they will not hurt innocent people at will." I took out a blank parchment, in the The pattern of the Death Eater's mark was drawn on it, "Make waves, sink their boats, only attack the Death Eaters, don't care about others-they have time to wait for rescue. In this way, it is very difficult for foreign Death Eaters To set foot here, we only need to focus on the territory of the United Kingdom, and the war will be more easily contained within a controllable range."

"You have helped us a lot, Ashley." Dumbledore patted me on the shoulder solemnly, "I hope we can get through this new difficulty as soon as possible."

"By the way," I thought for a while, and took out the double-sided mirror hidden deep in the bottom of the box.When I touched it, my heart was trembling, I took a deep breath, and handed it to Dumbledore, "There should be tracking spells on this double-sided mirror, I didn't It should be brought back, but I wonder if it's possible to use an anti-tracking spell to get Riddle's location."

"This is a very bold idea." Dumbledore glanced at me, and then carefully examined the double-sided mirror in his hand.He took out his wand, and I stood up and stepped back, waiting for his spell to finish.

After a few minutes, the light gradually faded, and he shook his head.

"What?" My heart tightened.

"Another double-sided mirror, which has been destroyed," he said. "Now, it's just a useless mirror."

I was stunned for a long time, and I held the corner of the table with my hands calmly. I even couldn't stand upright, my breathing was disordered, and my eyes were dizzy.

My lips trembled numbly, I opened my mouth, and it took me a long time to spit out a sentence, as if I was talking to myself: "That's a pity." The corners of my mouth twitched a few times, trying to force a smile, but Failed, "one more clue missing."

He returned the double-sided mirror to my hand, and I clearly saw my pale face and red eyes in the mirror.

I wiped the water stains that just dripped on it with my sleeve, turned around and silently put it back to its original place, and wiped the wet corners of my eyes with my back turned to Dumbledore.

"You don't need to hide now either, I guess you miss your friends, Ashley - maybe you don't mind me telling them the good news of your return."

"Of course." I turned around and smiled at him.

I do miss them.Minerva, Myrtle, Hagrid, I haven't seen them in over twenty years.Their memory of me is probably still four or six years old, and they don't even know that I'm still alive.

Riddle was wrong about one thing.

I didn't lose everything, I just lost him, but I got back what I had, and even though some things never came back, at least I wasn't alone.

In a real sense, maybe he is alone now.

My thoughts are flying thousands of times, and I look straight at the sky outside the window, wanting to see the scenery of the other side far away in the sky through the endless clouds, and feel the lingering warmth of being so close to the sky.