Chapter 294

Murphy raised his eyebrows.

Tsk, it seems I didn't fool her after all; she's already setting conditions.

And she didn't even specify what the condition was. Is this girl starting to grow a brain?

But it doesn't matter. No matter what the condition is, agree to it first. Whether to fulfill it or not depends on the situation later. I, Murphy Darkholm, never said I was a man of my word, right?

Putting away the letter, Murphy continued to discuss her "special ability" with Lucas for a while, and finally gave Lucas an assignment to "study whether Horcruxes can be transferred."

He thought that if Lucas's Horcrux could be transferred from the diary to something else later, such as a server, could it significantly improve her memory storage and retrieval capabilities?

Of course, this would definitely involve many technical steps, but it was still possible to do some preliminary research first.

After Murphy left, Lucas searched through her memory, preparing to find the knowledge related to Horcruxes and study it carefully.

But as she searched, she flipped through the scenes from the past year in her memory and couldn't help but watch them.

At that time, she didn't feel much, but now, having left Hogwarts, seeing those scenes in her memory that were like recordings, she felt a sense of loss.

I wonder how Harry and the others are doing now?

White Ferret Mountain.

It was summer vacation now. Sirius knew Harry was in a bad mood, so he took him out to look around, and they had only returned a short while ago.

As soon as he got home, Harry received a pile of letters, from Ron and Hermione, and even from Qiu Zhang and Malfoy, but the most surprising one was the letter from the Dursley family.

Although Uncle Vernon's tone was still mean, he actually knew to ask if he was still alive and if he had been turned into a frog by some wizard.

Harry didn't know if he had some serious illness; he actually felt a little bit of concern from it?

He originally wanted to write back to thank Uncle Vernon, but just as he picked up the pen, a thought popped up.

Forget it, anyway, there won't be any intersection anymore. They are Muggles, and I am a wizard. We probably won't meet again in the future, so why maintain this hypocritical relationship?

Instead of wasting time and energy on such things, it's better to read two more books and practice a few more spells.

Thinking of this, he returned to his room.

Harry's room was on the second floor of Sirius's cabin.

A desk was placed near the window, and on the wall next to the desk hung a cut-out "Daily Prophet."

The main picture of the newspaper was a melancholy blond boy, and the headline was: "Student suddenly dies, Dumbledore resigns as headmaster."

"Tom..." A look of pain flashed in Harry's eyes.

Tom died protecting him, just as his mother died protecting him—he had already heard from Sirius the reason why he was able to defeat Voldemort back then.

Although he knew that it was Quirrell and Voldemort who killed Tom, there was always a thought in Harry's heart that he couldn't shirk responsibility for Tom's death.

"If I could be stronger, if I didn't need others' protection, perhaps such a tragedy wouldn't have happened, perhaps..."

He looked at his reflection in the window glass. It was a melancholy boy wearing glasses, looking weak and helpless. He suddenly hated himself like this.

"I should become stronger, I should master more power, only in this way can I avoid such things from happening again..."

In the eyes of the shadow, a little red light flickered vaguely, but Harry was completely unaware.

Just at this moment, suddenly, in an open space outside the cabin, with a twist of space, a tall white-haired figure suddenly appeared.

The red light in Harry's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he also saw that person. "Dumbledore? How could he be here?"

The old man seemed to have discovered Harry's gaze, raised his face, nodded at Harry, and then knocked on the door downstairs.

Sirius heard the knock and went to open the door.

"Professor, why are you... please come in." Sirius let Dumbledore into the house and poured him a cup of honey pomelo tea.

"This is truly a warm place," Dumbledore looked at Sirius's house. "When you wrote to say you wanted to adopt Harry, I wanted to come and see, but unfortunately I never found the opportunity. Compared to the old house, I think you will be happier living here?"

"Yes, Professor, that old house makes me feel sick everywhere," Sirius said. "I found long-lost peace here."

"I believe Harry will also be more comfortable by your side," Dumbledore said. "Although I am a little worried about that magic, but... I believe you can take good care of him."

"I am willing to give my life for him." Sirius said without hesitation.

This was also the reason why he convinced Dumbledore at the time.

No matter how powerful magic is, it is dead. Once Voldemort reacts, there is a way to break it, but Sirius, who is willing to sacrifice for Harry, is a living shield and barrier for Harry, which is more reliable and safer than magic.

The two were silent for a while, and Sirius spoke, "Professor, how have you been lately? I heard you resigned as headmaster."

Dumbledore nodded. "To be honest, not very well. I underestimated the other party, but in the end, it was my negligence, and this is the price I should pay."

"They say Murphy Darkholm framed you. Is it true?" Sirius finally couldn't help asking.

Dumbledore shook his head. "It's not really framing. He just selectively told some truths and selectively concealed some facts. Just like I said just now, this is my negligence."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore sighed. "I won't beat around the bush anymore. This has always been a problem of mine, but I think I should learn some lessons from this incident. Sirius, I need your help. I need the Order of the Phoenix. I came here this time to ask you, can you come back and help me?"

"Help you... deal with Murphy Darkholm? Is he an enemy? Or is he really a Dark Lord like others say?"

However, Dumbledore shook his head. "Not quite the same. Murphy... he is not a completely bad person. He is different from Voldemort. Yes, he is also very ambitious and unscrupulous, but he is not cruel. On the contrary, sometimes I can feel that he is trying his best to use benevolent means."

"But, he is dangerous. More dangerous than Voldemort."

"I don't quite understand, Professor..." Sirius said. "To be honest, I have met Murphy a few times before, and he even brought Lupin to see me. He also has a house nearby, and we can be considered neighbors... He gives me a very good feeling, and I find it hard to believe he is a dangerous person."

"Murphy's danger does not lie in his character and his conduct," Dumbledore said. "Just like I said just now, he is not a completely bad person. Even, many professors and students in the school like him very much."

"His danger lies in what he wants to do."

"He wants to destroy the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy. What he is doing will expose our existence to the Muggle society," Dumbledore said. "And this matter is even more terrifying than Voldemort's reign of terror, even much more terrifying!"

(End of chapter)