Myriad Realms Store Owner of Harry Potter

"What is Headmaster Dumbledore doing with me at night?" At eight o'clock in the evening, Ryan walked towards the headmaster's office in confusion. In the afternoon, I felt very strange when I heard what Harry brought, because Harry's nightmare had nothing to do with him, and it always felt wrong to be called to the principal's office suddenly under such circumstances.

"Pile of cockroaches." After reading the command, Ryan entered the principal's office smoothly.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore." Ryan greeted Headmaster Dumbledore sitting behind the big golden desk.

"Good night, Ryan." Dumbledore greeted when he saw Ryan enter the door, and then put some of his memories into the tumbling Pensieve. "Here is Harry's memory of seeing me and my memory of just going out on errands this afternoon, you can take a look."

Ryan nodded, then stuck his head into the Pensieve. The first memory is Harry's recounting of his dreams in the afternoon, with just a little more detail than when he recounted to Ryan, not much to focus on.

The important thing is the second memory. In this memory, Dumbledore came to a large house full of boxes. The house doesn't have any windows, it's kind of like an underground warehouse.

The only thing that made Ryan feel abnormal was that some things were covered with white cloth on the ground, and some people in Auror uniforms were walking around.

"Kingsley, what the hell happened?" Dumbledore walked over and asked a black wizard at this time.

"Very bad!" replied the wizard known as Kingsley. "Usually our staff doesn't come to Knockturn Alley, but we will send people to patrol here after the recent order. This afternoon, when Percy Weasley's patrol arrived at the door of Poison Spirit, it suddenly found that it should be open normally. The door was closed today, and even the back of the window was covered with a layer of cloth."

"Percy Weasley, who was leading the team, felt it was wrong and knocked on the door, but no one responded. The matter was reported to the Ministry." At this point, Kingsley leaned over and whispered, "You told us to pay attention. The abnormality of the potion circulation point, after receiving the news, I brought my Auror to check, and I saw this scene."

"How much is the loss of personnel?" Dumbledore asked, looking at what was covered with a white cloth on the ground.

"One guy died at the front desk, the boss, the other guy and the two guards all died in the warehouse. They were all deadly with a single blow." Having said that, Kingsley showed a slightly terrifying expression: "The scene is still alive. Found a trace of a large snake crawling through, and the appraiser from the shop is missing. Dumbledore, it won't be that one."

"It's what you think, this is what I told you to face when I called you." Dumbledore said seriously: "How much is the loss of items?"

"One-third of the medicines are the most precious batch. This store is actually a medicine distribution center in the British underground market, so we have not yet collected specific data."

"Boss, we have a discovery," an Auror called suddenly to Kingsley. Following Dumbledore's footsteps, Ryan came to the end of the warehouse. The boxes stacked there were a little different. There was no ash on the top boxes in the middle.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the box moved away, revealing a fireplace hidden behind it. An Auror was waving around the fireplace with an odd silver instrument, and when it was taken out the previously transparent crystal set in the middle of the instrument turned red.

"Found an illegal international Floo fireplace," the Auror turned to Dumbledore and Kingsley. "Someone went abroad with this fireplace before.

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"Come and see where that man has gone?" Kingsley urged the Auror, but Dumbledore didn't hold out much hope and just stood there quietly. Sure enough, after gesturing with the instrument for a while, the Auror said with a dejected expression: "The other party has completely messed up his magical traces, and he can only confirm that he has left the UK."

Seeing this, this memory ended. Ryan came out of the Pensieve. Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk and tapped the table with his index finger. Seeing that Ryan had finished watching, he stopped tapping.

"Harry is in touch with Voldemort, what do you think it means? I want you to tell the truth, not the ones comforting Harry," Dumbledore asked.

"It's not a simple nightmare." Ryan first defined, "One person can see what another person is doing, most likely because of their soul fusion. Pure blood does not cause this effect, according to From my previous knowledge, I speculate that Harry may have accidentally acquired part of the man's broken soul on the night his parents were killed. His Parseltongue speaks for itself."

The two people in the office fell into silence, Dumbledore rubbed his temples and asked: "As I expected, I guessed that you may have seen a lot of things before, the only thing I didn't expect is that you have already analyzed this step. From the performance of your alchemy when you signed up for the Triwizard Tournament, I can see that it is very different from the popular alchemy now, and your level is not low. So I want to ask if you can solve the problem with Harry? "

"There is no good way for now." Ryan thought for a while and said, "If there is still hope for separating that person's soul fragments from dead objects, such as the last ring, this kind of soul fragment stripping that accompanied Harry's growth to this day It's more difficult than stripping it from the dead. I have several ways to destroy the soul fragments of the man on Harry, but none of them can keep Harry safe."

"You said, temporarily?" Dumbledore extracted a key word from Ryan's pile of answers.

"After all, this operation requires a strong reserve of magic and knowledge, but I have only been in contact with magic for four years at most, and the accumulation is far from enough compared with most wizards. So I can only say that I can't do it, but it does not mean I can't do it with the knowledge I have." Ryan began to describe a fact.

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled relieved after hearing this. "Anyway, now that Voldemort has escaped from England, of course he will come back, but it will take some time for him to solve his problems. We still have enough time to do something for the time being."

At this time, the portrait of Phineas suddenly appeared on the canvas, and then a voice sounded: "Dumbledore, Fudge refuses to disclose the details of the case of turning over to the alley, and hopes to deal with this case as a simple dark wizard rush ."

"I can accept not mentioning the possible names of the criminals, but I must show that this was done by a dark wizard. Let everyone be vigilant." Dumbledore said to the portrait on the wall.

"Okay, I'll run again. But I guess Fudge wants to cover this up." Phineas shrugged helplessly and disappeared.

"We are always like this. When facing the enemy, we have to encounter our own people who are holding us back." Dumbledore complained a little and quickly adjusted his attitude. "Okay, I see. If you have any new developments, you can directly notify me. My door is open to you at any time."

Hearing this, Ryan quickly got up and said goodbye. When he was about to go out, Dumbledore suddenly asked, "You don't make Horcruxes, do you?"

"Of course I have a better way on the road to immortality. Why choose such a cumbersome approach?" Ryan finally replied as he left the office.