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Chapter 424 Storytelling(1/2)

Half an hour later, Snape helped Dumbledore out of the basement again.

At this time, Mike was sitting on the sofa, holding a dinner plate filled with all kinds of food and devouring it.

Although he had eaten a lot at Lupin's wedding, Mike was already hungry after following Dumbledore all night long!

Snape, who had just helped Dumbledore to the living room, suddenly turned dark when he saw this.

Mike also noticed their arrival. He struggled to swallow the food in his mouth, and then he held the plate and said to Dumbledore and Snape:

"Principal Dumbledore, would you like some too? Professor Snape's craftsmanship is really good!"

"Oh? Really? Then I really want to have a taste!"

Dumbledore said with a smile.

His face looked much better than before he went to the basement. At least there was some blood on his face, and his most seriously injured right hand was now covered with white bandages, looking no different from a mummy.

Dumbledore struggled to free himself from Snape's support and slowly sat next to Mike.

At this time, he looked like a real centenarian. Such a simple movement made him breathless, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mike carefully wiped off Dumbledore's sweat, then took a soft-poached egg from the dinner plate and fed it into Dumbledore's mouth.

"Yeah! It's pretty good!" Dumbledore said with his eyes widened. "It's also sprinkled with pepper, right? Severus, I really didn't expect you to hide this trick."

A rare blush appeared on Snape's face. He stared at Mike fiercely and clenched his fists. Mike could guarantee that if Dumbledore hadn't been by his side at this moment, Snape would have fought desperately for him.

Mike also accepted the offer and quickly changed the topic:

"By the way, Professor Snape, how is Principal Dumbledore's situation?"

As expected by Mike, the expression on Snape's face immediately became solemn after hearing this.

However, he did not answer Mike immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Dumbledore who was eating in the examination room with questioning eyes.

"The situation is very bad." Dumbledore put down the sausage in his hand and did not respond to Snape. Instead, he looked at Mike with a smile. "This is a very powerful curse. Even your Potions Professor

I can only suppress it temporarily. If nothing happens, I may not survive for long."

Upon hearing this, Mike's expression instantly became extremely surprised.

But what surprised him was not the news that Dumbledore would not live long, but that Dumbledore actually told him the news!

As elders, shouldn’t we report good news to younger generations instead of bad news?

How come it's the other way around when it comes to Dumbledore?

However, Dumbledore and Snape obviously didn't know the real reason for Mike's shock. They thought that Mike was just shocked by the news.

Ever since, the smile on Dumbledore's face became softer. He patted Mike's shoulder and said softly:

"Don't worry, I won't die within ten years, but the magic power in my body will continue to weaken."

Mike opened his mouth slightly, not knowing how to respond.

Snape on the side saw this and said sarcastically:

"You could have lived for at least fifty years! Just because you did something stupid last night!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared instantly. He lowered his head, looking very disappointed.

Mike frowned and looked at Snape. He originally thought that Snape would understand Dumbledore. After all, Snape also lost the love of his life forever.

Mike believed that if the person who saw the ring was Snape, he would have taken the Resurrection Stone without hesitation like Dumbledore!

But now that Snape said it, Dumbledore must not have told Snape the truth.

With this thought in mind, Mike looked at Dumbledore again, and sure enough he saw that the old man who had lowered his head just now was blinking crazily at him.

Mike understood instantly and stopped talking.

"I think it's time for us to go."

Dumbledore said with some embarrassment, while Snape on the side waved his hands and said in a voice that was eight pitches higher:

"Oh! This is so great! I don't want to see you anymore today! Especially you, Mike, please put down my breakfast quickly!"

With a look of embarrassment, Mike put down the depleted dinner plate, then helped Dumbledore on the side and walked towards the small fireplace.

But just as they were about to step into the fireplace, Snape's voice came from behind.

"Wait! Dumbledore!" Snape shouted with a dark face, "The medicine I gave you is only enough for you for half a month. You must come to me to replenish the medicine before it runs out! Also, you must

You have to take your medicine on time, otherwise you won’t be able to survive even ten days, let alone ten years! Do you understand?”

Upon hearing this, Mike and Dumbledore looked at each other and both smiled.

Snape is such a cold-hearted guy!

"Thank you, Severus."

Dumbledore thanked Snape sincerely, and the latter waved his hand impatiently, signaling for them to leave quickly.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, and then he walked into the fireplace with Mike still leading him.

After a flash of light, the small living room of the brick house at No. 19 Spider End was finally clear, and Snape, who was alone, stared at the small fireplace, and after a long time he sighed deeply.



Ten minutes later, in a bedroom of the Order of the Phoenix's forest villa, Dumbledore was lying on the bed with a peaceful expression, while Mike was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Dumbledore without saying a word.

"Principal Dumbledore, the only Horcrux outside now is the Slytherin Locket." After a long time, Mike said seriously, "In view of the current situation, I think we must speed up our actions."

Dumbledore on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and said softly:

"That's what I mean, but my current physical condition cannot support a long-term battle, so I'm afraid you will have to take on greater responsibilities in the future."

"You can rest assured about this. I have been preparing for it from the moment I watched Voldemort resurrected."

"That's good." Dumbledore's eyes flashed with relief, "Kingsley has been sent by me to investigate the Slytherin pendant a long time ago. After so long, he must have achieved something. Tomorrow

Well, I will ask Kingsley to find you tomorrow and ask him to fully cooperate with you."

Hearing this, Mike finally had a smile on his face. He had wanted to get rid of the traditional pure-blood nobles represented by Chris for a long time, but he had been considering the possible legendary combat power in their family before.

Still haven't made a move.

But now that I have Dumbledore's support, everything is different.

Although Dumbledore is currently injured, Mike believes that he will still have no problem dealing with those possible antiques. You must know that Dumbledore still possesses the elder wand, which is known as the most powerful wand!

With this in mind, Mike stood up and prepared to leave.

As for the Resurrection Stone ring, Mike was not prepared to take it away from Dumbledore, although that was the best decision. After all, Dumbledore was likely to be addicted to the ghost summoned by the Resurrection Stone again, and

In the end, he was bewitched by the girl named Ariana.

But Mike felt that it was no longer necessary.

Because Dumbledore no longer wants to live. If Voldemort hadn't been eliminated, he would have committed suicide long ago.

This is also why Dumbledore acted so indifferent after learning that he had no time left. Others may have thought that he was pretending to be calm, but Mike felt that he really didn't care.

It's just that although Mike is not interested in the resurrection stone at all, Dumbledore doesn't think so much.

He stared at Mike's leaving back, and after a while, Mike started to reach out and prepare to push the door open, then softly shouted:

"Mike, wait a minute."

"Are you okay?"

"I know you have a lot of doubts about the ring last night." Dumbledore said, "Come on, let's talk openly and honestly. This will be good for our future cooperation."

Hearing this, Mike could only sit back next to Dumbledore with a strange expression.

He really didn't expect that Dumbledore would take the initiative to tell him about the Resurrection Stone.

Seeing Mike coming back, Dumbledore forced himself to sit up from the bed. Seeing this, Mike quickly came to help and put two high pillows behind his back.

"Phew! Thank you." Dumbledore exhaled and said, "Mike, have you ever read a fairy tale book called "The Tales of Beedle the Bard"?"

As a time traveler, Mike naturally knew the name of "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", but he still shook his head decisively.

In fact, he is not lying, because he really has not read this book!

"It's not surprising. You were already eleven years old when you entered the magical world, and you have long passed the age of reading fairy tales." Dumbledore nodded and said, "Then let me tell you. "The Poet"

There is a story recorded in "The Tales of Beedle". Three brothers named Peverell once encountered a big river during their travels... (The original story is too long and I have included it in the introduction to the work.) That's it.

In this way, the third child finally took the initiative to find the God of Death, and happily left the world with him as an equal."

Although this was not the first time he heard this story, Mike still felt his heartbeat speeding up as he listened to Dumbledore telling this fable again.

After taking a deep breath to calm down, Mike pretended to just know and said:

"You mean, that ring is actually the Resurrection Stone?"

"Yes, the black gem set in that ring is the Resurrection Stone." Dumbledore said, "In fact, this fable is very widely circulated in the magical world. Many people think that as long as these three Deathly Hallows are collected,

The weapon can control death! But that is just nonsense. The three Peverell brothers are just three powerful wizards. They created the three powerful Deathly Hallows, and the fables and various legends are just

It’s just the conjecture of future generations.”

"How do you know that's nonsense? Could it be..."
To be continued...
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