Chapter 24 Dumbledore's Kidnapping Case (Two in One)

"The spell is named Utopia."

Grete named it silently. As the name of the spell was determined, the spell naturally appeared in his mind.

All the configurations in the void were combined together, and the nodes were merged together without any accident.

Magic power surged from the tip of the wand, flowing through the magic channel unimpeded, lighting up the magic configuration that had already formed an overall structure.

An inexplicable wave swept across, and the angular spell became rounded, protecting Grete as a whole.

After calming the extremely excited wand in his hand, Grete took the time to thank Madam Pince.

Should Madam Pince be the coldest library tyrant in Hogwarts?

For Grete's thanks, Madam Pince did not even stop for a moment.

She only left one sentence: "If you don't need to borrow it, remember to return the book to its original place."

Mrs. Pince left, leaving only Hermione standing there with an admiring face.

However, Madam Pince seemed to have forgotten something, and Miss Otter was anxious and blushed.

Grete smiled kindly, waved his stick and used the spell to stop, helping Miss Otter to remove the Silencing Spell.

"Grete, this is really cool. Can I create my own spells like you in the future?" Hermione asked excitedly with a blush on her cheeks.

"Of course, the existing spells were originally created by wizards little by little. Ancient wizards can do it, so how can you not do it?"

The affirmation in Grete's words gave Miss Otter a lot of confidence.

At least, after hearing this, Miss Otter immediately approached him with a notebook in which she had written down a lot of questions.

"Here, in the first section of "Ancient Magic Theory Overview", it is said that magic comes from will, but it also says that configuration is the foundation of magic."

"They are not in an opposing relationship, but more like complementary assistance. Will determines the strength of magic, and configuration determines the speed at which you learn spells and your mastery of spells.

Just like Professor Dumbledore, he mastered all the existing spells in the wizarding world decades ago and formed his own knowledge structure.

But the headmaster is definitely much stronger now than when he was young, which is the will added by the years.

But look at our first-year students again. The more proficient they are in mastering configuration, the faster they learn magic.

For example, you, for example, me, do we have much stronger will than others?"

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When Madam Pince was driving people away before closing, Hermione finally took back her notebook full of questions reluctantly and thanked Gretel sincerely.

"Then, can I still ask you questions in the future?"

Perhaps because she was afraid that Gret would refuse, the little girl added cunningly, "Or are you worried that I will catch up and defeat you?"

Gret stared at Hermione's eyes until Miss Granger's face turned red, and then she squeezed out a sentence from her lips.

"Of course, you can ask me any questions at any time."

Since he has been targeted by Voldemort, he is not worried about being associated with the Savior Team.

Too many lice don't itch, too many debts don't worry.

After all, from now on, it's really hard to say who is dragging whom down.

Of course, he still refuses to be a nanny for the Savior, even if Dumbledore will set him up.

His plan has never included saving the world. This kind of life-and-death matter should be left to professionals.

Gret just wants to study quietly and research happily. There are still many places in this magical world that need him to explore, and there is no time to play any war games.

At least, judging from the attitudes of both good and evil now.

No matter if the savior wins according to the original world line.

Or if it is because of this little butterfly that Voldemort eventually kills the savior, it will not affect his life.

If it really doesn't work, just go to the New World. After all, research is research wherever it is.

Maybe in the New World, he can speed up his development. After all, it is the leader of the whole world in the next few decades.

Voldemort, who is determined to be a local king, can't go over mountains and rivers to the New World to settle accounts with him.

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The library is closed, and there is not much time left before the curfew.

All the people who left the library were in a hurry. No one wanted to run into Filch, who was like a ghoul, in such a late night.

The same is true for Gretel. He always felt that in the whole Hogwarts, this old and toothless gatekeeper had the greatest malice towards him.

Gretel could analyze where this malice came from without thinking.

A squib in the wizarding world, a wizard genius from the Muggle world.

Many times, a person's malice comes for almost no reason, just because you live better than him and have better talents than him.

Then as long as there is a chance, they will do everything to drag you into the quagmire.

Many times at night, running in the corridor of Hogwarts, I can always see the cat raised by Filch, squatting in the corner of the corridor and staring at me.

Even if he hurried, Gretel still couldn't get back to the tower before curfew.

Because he was kidnapped by Dumbledore.

Yes, kidnapping, inhumane kidnapping.

Silencing spell, binding spell, plus dark magic detection from head to toe, even the little cutie wand was tested by the flashback spell under extreme reluctance.

Gretel leaned back in the chair angrily, and didn't take the hot cocoa handed by Dumbledore at all.

The little wand cutie also huddled in Gretl's arms, shaking from time to time, complaining to his master about Dumbledore's rudeness.

"Tsk~"

Dumbledore awkwardly stuffed a sizzling honey candy into his mouth, and then spoke awkwardly.

"Mike, please forgive me for being cautious as an old man. You know, we are facing Tom after all."

A light flashed in Dumbledore's blue eyes behind his eyes, and he continued: "You must know who I am talking about. If you don't know, you can't find a way to call Filius.

If Minerva hadn't refused, you would have planned to bring two professors to the door.

Are you going to tear your face with him and start a Hogwarts showdown?

Sybil swore that you have no talent for divination, but why do I think it's not the case?"

Dumbledore took a sip of the same hot cocoa meaningfully, waiting for Gretl's answer.

"Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, if you are worried about training another Dark Lord, there is no need to worry. You caught me from the dock yourself.

A person who deliberately escapes from the magic world is definitely not suitable to be the next Dark Lord of the magic world."

Grete rolled his eyes and remembered the expired boat ticket in the dormitory.

If he had known that he would be kidnapped by Dumbledore today, he would definitely take the boat ticket before leaving.

One hundred and twenty-five pounds is enough to buy a new pair of shoes for many children in the welfare home.

Dumbledore did not ask any more questions. Everyone has secrets. An old man like him who is happy and smart has long lost the obsession of breaking the casserole to get to the bottom of things in his youth.

All he did was add a sentence that he was suspected of having a gift for prophecy behind the record of Grete in his heart.

Hearing the complaint in Grete's words, Dumbledore swallowed another candy awkwardly.

"Since you know who I'm talking about, you should be able to forgive me, a frightened old man, for my offense just now.

After all, it was Tom, and his research on the dark arts is truly the uncrowned king.

I have to do these tests, there are really too many strange and bizarre dark arts, especially after leaving Hogwarts and getting a lot of Death Eater family information.

I need to confirm your safety and mental independence before we can continue our conversation."

Grete shrugged and picked up the hot cocoa in front of him.

Dumbledore smiled, and then his expression became serious.

"His full name is Tom Riddle. As for his current name, no one in the magic world dares to mention it.

He is usually called the Dark Lord or the mysterious man who cannot be said directly.

It can be said that he is one of the most talented wizards I have ever seen. Even before I met you, he was the most talented wizard I have ever seen.

As I expected, since he came to Hogwarts, he has become the best wizard in the entire Hogwarts with a far-reaching attitude.

I believe you have also seen the trophy display cabinet in the academy. Tom took almost all the awards when he was in school.

Everyone regards him as the rising star of the wizarding world and does everything they can to pave the way for him.

Except for me, everyone was conquered by him.

Because only I have seen his true face, even the moment I saw him, I felt the darkness like the abyss that could not be hidden in him.

I thought that by forcing him into Hogwarts, I could slowly guide him to be good.

As it turned out, I was wrong. If he had become an out-of-town wizard, maybe it would not have caused such a big impact on the British wizarding world. 's harm. "

Grete raised his hand, "Now that you have confirmed his identity, why don't you just get rid of him?

If you keep such a hidden danger, aren't you afraid that he will do something that you will regret in Hogwarts? "

Dumbledore frowned, "If possible, of course I want to, but I don't know what kind of dark magic he has mastered, and it is impossible to eliminate him. "

"When he first started to wreak havoc, I did come to my door.

But it won't be long before he reappears, and even becomes stronger.

If it weren't for the spell cast by Harry's mother, the wizarding world might have changed its owner by now.

He was kept because he needed to observe his current state.

This state is the weakest he has been in for decades, and it is also the first time that he is in the light and I am in the dark.

If I miss this opportunity to observe, I may never have the opportunity to understand the truth of the dark magic that can bring him back to life. "

Grete frowned in pretending to be distressed, but in fact he was thinking about the pros and cons of betraying Voldemort in his heart.

Cooperating with Dumbledore and revealing the secret of the Horcruxes, the final result is to kill Voldemort and return the British magic world to long-term peace.

But he did not gain anything, and he might even be targeted by Voldemort and Dumbledore at the same time.

After all, Dumbledore's words and deeds basically treated him the same as Voldemort's.

He was also brought into Hogwarts by Dumbledore and was loved by almost all professors.

The only difference is that Dumbledore seemed to trust him, at least he did not give him a head start when he first met him.

But if he did not cooperate with Dumbledore, he could get the knowledge hidden by Voldemort.

At least, so far, Voldemort has shown him goodwill.

Besides, even if he was not there, when Horace Slughorn returned to Hogwarts, someone would reveal the secret of the Horcruxes.

He doesn't need to take risks at all, and Voldemort won't hate him for it.

In this way, it's a win-win situation, he wins twice.

He doesn't have to worry about being targeted by Dumbledore, and he can get Professor Tom Riddle's guidance for free.

It's a good deal no matter how you calculate it.

But it's obvious that Dumbledore didn't intend to let him deal with Voldemort.

"Mike, after so long of observation, I can basically be sure that Tom's target is the Philosopher's Stone.

Then, before he gets the Philosopher's Stone, he won't do anything to you. In fact, I don't understand why he has some good intentions towards you.

This is what makes me most surprised. How can a person like Tom have good intentions towards others? There is only cruelty and endless darkness in his nature.

Or, what did he see in you that I didn't see?"

Grete certainly didn't want the White Devil to target him, so he quickly interrupted Dumbledore's thoughts.

"So, dear headmaster, what do you need me to do? You tied me up late at night, you can't just want to reminisce with me and remind me to be careful of the Dark Lord.

Before you, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall have warned me many times to ensure my safety.

Professor Flitwick even did me a favor and made me a special school badge."

Dumbledore pushed his glasses embarrassedly, "I want you to go to Tom and observe his every move. After all, no one except you has the opportunity to get close to him and observe.

Of course, I know this is very dangerous. Even if I don't feel his malice towards you now, he is the Dark Lord after all.

But don't worry, since I dare to leave him in Hogwarts, I can guarantee that he can't hurt you."

Grete certainly believed Dumbledore's guarantee, not to mention that Voldemort is still a remnant soul now.

Even if the complete version of Voldemort was in front of him, Dumbledore could fight him eight thousand times and ensure his own safety.

But he couldn't agree so readily, no matter how much he coveted Voldemort's knowledge.

Otherwise, this old man who has been fighting the Dark Lord all his life will definitely have wild thoughts.

He just wants to be a simple little spy, not an Infernal Affairs suspected by both sides at the same time.

In front of such an old man, the more actions you take, the easier it is to appear fake.

You don't need to do anything else, just keep silent, and smart people will fill in your inner hesitation.

The two sat for a long time, and finally Dumbledore seemed to have made a great decision and said while pulling his beard.

"How about this, when this matter is over, I can decide to lend you the Philosopher's Stone for research for a while."

Gretel, who was almost unable to hold back, finally spoke, "Tsk, what's the use of that thing, I don't plan to live hundreds or thousands of years old, life and death are determined by fate, I will live as long as I should, and I will make trouble if I live too long.

No, no."

Gretel didn't notice that Dumbledore's eyes had removed a trace of vigilance and worry.

"Well, I remember I gave you a research notebook from my youth."

Grete's eyes lit up. Although he had not studied the notebook thoroughly until now, the only things he could understand had helped him a lot.

"If you are willing to help, I can give you a notebook of an old friend. His talent is rare in the world."

Dumbledore's face was full of sighs and memories.

"Deal."

In order to prevent Dumbledore from regretting, Grete jumped up, picked up the cup of hot cocoa, and rushed to Dumbledore to clink glasses with him.

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Small theater

Voldemort: Mike Grete, I am so good to you, but you are a spy.

Gretel: I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore gave me too much. How about you give me a few more gold coins? I can sneak back, really.

(Takes out a knife and tries to stab him in the back)

Dumbledore: You old man, give me back GG's notebook.

Gretel: No regrets

(Holding three notebooks, it's great to be old man.)

ps: The small theater does not affect the main text, it's not a double agent, it's not a double agent, it's not a double agent