Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 111: Dumbledore’s pain

In the quiet bedroom, under the pale moonlight, only Dumbledore's tiny but clear voice echoed in Sean's ear.

"I always thought that the blood curse and silence might be in a 'competitive state'. This is a kind of opposition between curse magic and dark magic, a kind of competition between the two magic powers, but recently I discovered that I was wrong."

Dumbledore sighed deeply: "Ao Rui controlled Mo Ran, with some help from me, I found a way to temporarily suppress the power of Mo Ran, and Orri himself is very special, under that kind of suppression, he finally learned how to control Mo Ran.

"Actually, I was a little proud at first. Although not every Obscure is as special as Orri, I can at least provide them with some help, so that the life of the Obscure can be longer, and they will suffer less damage when the Obscure erupts. This is what I originally thought, and this is what I did to Little Daisy."

Shawn saw that Dumbledore's face was full of remorse.

"However, I didn't realize the special nature of the blood curse. It brought out the nature of a beast, and the suppressed silent gradually took that consciousness as another host..."

Sean opened his mouth slightly, showing an expression of disbelief.

Has Moran combined with the blood curse? !

Dumbledore's next words confirmed his conjecture: "The silence in Daisy's body is quietly divided into two parts, one part is entwined with Daisy's consciousness, and the other part is controlled by the wild animals brought about by the blood curse..."

"When Daisy changed into another form, the originally uncontrollable Momo became more wild. That force crazily hurt Daisy herself, and crazily wanted to destroy everything around her. But under my suppression, that madness did not show up, and none of us found out that something was wrong..."

Sean and Dumbledore fell silent together.

Looking at the old man who blamed himself, Sean said softly: "Professor, it wasn't your fault. If it wasn't for your suppression, maybe it would have been earlier..."

Dumbledore smiled weakly: "You are so considerate, Sean, Lily told me the same thing... But I can't forgive myself, an old man who has studied magic for hundreds of years, can't even save a little girl, and..."

The old man lowered his head: "Sean, did I tell you? I have a younger sister..."

Sean didn't speak, he could hear the pain in Dumbledore's tone.

"Her name is Arianna, just like Daisy, she suffered a lot, and my incompetent brother, I have not rescued her until now..."

Dumbledore raised his head, and Sean saw an extremely complicated expression flashing through the old man's light blue eyes.

"Professor, I'm sorry..."

"No, Sean, you don't have to feel sorry," Dumbledore rubbed his eyes, and he smiled again, "I always think that we need to learn to examine ourselves, and we need to admit the mistakes we have made, and then make up for them."

He stood up straight, and became the great wizard who made people unconsciously want to be convinced at a glance: "Before making up for that mistake, I have to solve the most recent mistake."

Dumbledore looked at Sean: "Help me, kid."

"Of course, Professor."

Golden flames flickered again in midair, and Dumbledore reached into the flames.

"Sean, reach out."

Sean stretched out his hand, he was a little puzzled, Dumbledore's teleportation ability in Hogwarts castle obviously came from the phoenix, but until now, he had never seen the real body of the phoenix Fox.

You know, he has been to the principal's office many times, and the perch over there is always empty.

His hand reached into the golden flame, and immediately, Xiao En's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to pull out his palm.

"Sean, don't worry." Dumbledore said softly on the side.

"Professor?"

"This is a very long story. After Daisy can go to school normally, I may find time to tell it to you." Dumbledore smiled.

Sean fell silent. He glanced at the golden-red flame, and his breathing became a little short.

Just now, what he grabbed was not the tail feathers of the phoenix, but a warm and soft hand!

A warm feeling enveloped Sean, and the flames burned, and he and Dumbledore disappeared in place at once.

They teleported outside the school, and Dumbledore stretched out a hand: "Sean, you don't seem to have been apparated by anyone?"

"Yes, Professor." Sean was still looking around, he wanted to see who it was that teleported himself and Dumbledore outside the school.

Dumbledore smiled: "Then you'd better hold on to me, it's not a good feeling - I almost threw up the first time."

Shawn, who did not find any trace of the flame, quickly grabbed Dumbledore's right hand.

Afterwards, the surroundings suddenly became pitch black, and he seemed to be squeezed into a ball by a giant, and there was a great squeezing feeling from all directions, and even the eyeballs seemed to be drilled into his body.

This is much more uncomfortable than a portkey...

When he opened his teary eyes, he realized that he was already standing in front of a building.

It was a tall classical villa, which was built against the mountain, looking gloomy and dilapidated under the moonlight.

"Saint Mungo can't stay anymore, we can't take the lives of other patients as a nuisance. This is the legacy of an uncle of Sirius ~IndoMTL.com~ He generously contributed it." Dumbledore explained, and then led Sean to the villa.

He picked up the mottled door knocker and knocked twice, and someone came and opened the door immediately.

"Professor," said Sirius, who opened the door with a serious expression, "is he here?"

Dumbledore stepped aside, revealing Shaun behind him.

"Sean, thank you very, very much." Sirius shook Sean's hand heavily.

"Oh, Harry is my friend, please don't be so polite." Sean smiled back at him.

Following Sirius into the room, there are already many people standing in the living room.

James Potter, whom he had seen once, was standing by the campfire with a serious face. Beside him, a short, fat middle-aged man was talking about something.

The reception table in the living room was used as a dispensing table. Lily Potter was busy in front of a cauldron, and a round-faced couple was looking at the potion and talking.

Sean recognized them right away. The two looked very similar to Neville, so they must be the Longbottoms.

Beside the corner of the bonfire, a man with prosthetic limbs was drinking there. His face was full of scars. One normal black eye was small and shiny;

It should be Mad-Eye Moody.

As soon as a few people came in, Moody's fake eyes rolled, and he stood up with the others.

"Professor, you are here." James shook Dumbledore's hand across the crowd, and then solemnly said to Sean, "Thank you very much, Sean."

Lily, who came from the cauldron, took her husband's arm. Her face looked very pale, and her lips were dry and peeled.

"Shawn, thank you..."