"What...how could it be Tom?"

Dumbledore's already solemn expression was more shocked when he saw the vines struggling and extending like parasites urging by the light.

The bad news comes one after another these days, and today, I finally encountered the worst one...

“...Albus”

Looking at the figures that sometimes roared and sometimes struggled and howled, Nicolame sat back on the chair tremblingly, looked up at Dumbledore, breathing urgently:

"...If I remember correctly, the Raven Crowgen Miao of Hogwarts was lost when I was young. This guy who called himself Voldemort...is he really your former student..."

To be honest, when he heard Nicolamee's words, Dumbledore couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, closed his eyes and recalled for a moment, then shook his head and said with certainty:

"... Although I can't tell how Tom found this golden crown, what I can confirm is that when I met Tom more than ten years ago, he was undoubtedly Tom..."

Dumbledore's words were a bit confusing, but Nicolame still understood what he meant. He looked at the light gradually fading in front of him, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

“…Le Mai…Le Mai…”

"Ah? What..."

Dumbledore's voice was not loud, but shocked the thoughtful Nicolamee. He raised his head, condensed his sparse eyebrows, looked at the solemn Dumbledore and asked in a low voice:

"...I mean...what's wrong?"

Dumbledore didn't care about this, slowly looked away from his gaze at Jin Mian, looked up at Nicolamee and asked:

"...I'm trying to ask, I wonder if you have any way to destroy this Horcrux without damaging the Golden Crown?"

"Horcrux? Destroy?"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Nicolame seemed to have heard something amazing. He looked at Dumbledore in surprise, shook his head and said regretfully:

"I'm sorry, I'm disappointed you. If the Horcrux is so easy to destroy, how could it become a secret evil magic that countless wizards who study black magic?"

Nicolme said, tightening the gloves on his hand, gently lifting the golden crown, shook his head and said:

"So far, no classic has ever recorded the method of destroying the Horcrux!

Even the inventor of the Horcrux, the author of "The Ultimate Witchcraft", and the former owner of the Old Wand, Godlot, were very afraid of this magic. This was not an easy problem to solve..."

Nicolame carefully put the Horcrux back on the table, closed the unfolded books on the table, continued to shake his head and said:

"...and you actually want to destroy it without destroying the golden crown..."

Gently caressing the proud work of his later years—"Nicolemay's Alchemy Book", he said in a deep voice:

"...This is simply delusional..."

Despite his heart's preparation, Dumbledore was inevitably disappointed when he heard this from the mouth of the greatest alchemist.

"...Okay...I'm a little greedy..."

Looking at Dumbledore with an apology, Nicolame shook his head slightly, without any intention of blame.

The so-called concern is confusion. If his most precious "The Book of Abraham of the Jews" was made into a horde of the Horcrux, perhaps he would have had the same thoughts. Human nature is not enough to blame Dumbledore.

"But I'm a little curious, where did your amazing student learn how to make Horcrux? As far as I know, the Horcrux method has long been lost!"

Hearing Nicolamee's words, Dumbledore sighed lightly, took out the tip of the black magic from his arms and revealed it, and placed it next to the Book of Alchemy.

"I'm sorry, just like Ms. Ravenclaw's golden crown, the method of making the Horcrux has never been lost. It is just hidden in a corner and has not been discovered by those who are interested..."

"The secret of the sharp black magic?"

After seeing this book, Nicolomey showed a clear expression, but after listening to Dumbledore's words, he shook his head firmly without thinking.

"No, Albus... Although I don't know where Tom learned this magic, I'm sure it wouldn't be this book..."

Nicolemay's thin body gently retracted into the soft backrest and said in a slightly nostalgic tone:

"...Ole Brock, the author of this book, is an outstanding dark wizard, but he has only heard of the magic of Horcrux!

The way the Horcrux in the book is just his own conjecture and has never been verified by him..."

As he said that, he turned his head again to look at Dumbledore, with a solemn face, and said with certainty:

"...This is what he said to me four hundred years ago, and I can assure you!"

"Is that true...that is, the description of Horcrux in this book is very likely to be helpless..."

There is enough bad news, and this one is not bad anymore. Dumbledore let out a light breath and said with three points of admiration in his tone:

"... Then... the research method about Horcrux is probably because Tom has restored this terrible magic from this specious narrative with his outstanding talent...

I have to say that Tom has walked much longer on the road of immortality than I thought…”

"Eternal Life? Are you talking about eternal Life?"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Nicolamee was in a bad mood. He stood up tremblingly and asked in a hurry:

"Tang...Is the purpose of the Dark King to live forever?"

“…I’m afraid yes…”

Obviously, Dumbledore also noticed the problem, turned to look at Nicolamee, who was a little panicked, nodded, and said surely:

"...I know Tom, who has always been filled with unspeakable fear of death. He is a person with inferiority and a proud person. He has always been disgusted with matters beyond his control...and death is precisely what he cannot control the most..."

"Then...why didn't he come to snatch my Sage Stone? You know, Sage Stone is much more intelligent than any Horcrux. With Sage Stone, the potion of immortality is not a problem..."

"I don't know either!"

Dumbledore said, putting the tip of the black magic on the table back into his pocket with Raven Crowkin Crown, shook his head, and said with a puzzled look on his face:

"Pride? Ignorance? Or both! But no matter what, your home here is no longer safe...

I sincerely hope that you can go back to Hogwarts with me, not only for your safety, but also for your help..."

"Hogwarts?"

Hearing Dumbledore's proposal, Nicolomai was in a dilemma. To be honest, he was indeed a little afraid of Voldemort.

It’s not that I’m afraid of dying in Voldemort’s hands, but that I’m afraid of alchemy items such as the Sage Stone being controlled by Voldemort!

He has great confidence in the alchemy items he has studied. If these things fall into the hands of an evil wizard like Voldemort, the entire magic world will fall under the threat of Voldemort...

But...
Chapter completed!