Chapter 1395

The two of them were even pointing at a direction, seemingly feeling that there was a problem there.

Harry felt extremely embarrassed.

Because he found that he seemed to have come for nothing; he couldn't help at all.

He tried hard to make himself more useful.

He hurriedly said, "Headmaster, if we want to find the Horcrux, then why don't we try the Summoning Charm?"

Darren saw a look of astonishment appear on Dumbledore's face.

He seemed very surprised that Harry didn't even understand common sense.

However, Dumbledore still said, "You can try the Summoning Charm."

Harry thought he had helped Dumbledore.

He shouted loudly, "Accio Horcrux!"

The Horcrux didn't fly over.

But a figure jumped up from under the water.

It gave Harry a big scare.

"What is this!"

He exclaimed.

Darren pretended to look grave as he watched.

Then he said, "It's Inferi, many, many Inferi... Brother, absolutely do not touch the water. They might be able to sense that a stranger has entered the water, and when that happens, they will turn you into one of them."

Harry was so scared he took a step back.

But he started to worry.

"Then how do we get across?"

It was obvious that there were no clues here.

The place in the center of the lake emitting green light might be the only place with clues.

Darren and Dumbledore both smiled.

They pulled simultaneously in the air.

A small boat appeared.

This small boat looked very small.

Harry said a bit worriedly, "Can this small boat safely take us to the other side?"

"It should be fine. This is a backup plan Voldemort made for himself. He needs to come and check from time to time, so it should be safe."

"But, it's so small."

"Brother, Voldemort doesn't measure a person by weight; he uses the amount of magic power."

"But, I'm rowing for the three of us."

Harry asked again.

Dumbledore took this seriously this time.

He turned his head to look at Darren.

"Darren, it seems you need to go in the second batch."

Darren nodded.

He looked at Harry a bit worriedly and said, "Then, what about brother?"

"Harry's magic power is negligible to us... Oh, oh, oh, I forgot Harry is still here.

Sorry, no wonder Voldemort always looks down on young people; I made this mistake too. Harry isn't useless; he has power that Voldemort doesn't know about!"

Harry looked helpless.

He felt like he had been insulted, and then that person had twisted the knife.

What did it mean that he possessed power Voldemort didn't know about? Wasn't it just love?

Although he now understood that his confrontation with Voldemort was something he had walked into voluntarily.

But he still felt the claim that love could defeat Voldemort was a bit absurd.

"Alright, alright, Harry, you go up first! Be careful not to touch the water."

Dumbledore said.

Harry could only climb into the small boat; to stay steady, he could only crouch inside.

When Dumbledore got in, he felt that even crouching felt cramped.

Dumbledore and Harry's boat set off.

Darren stood on the shore watching their boat swim toward the center of the lake like a fish.

He curiously examined the Inferi under the water.

These Inferi looked terrifying.

And, while Darren was examining them, an Inferius's eyes suddenly opened, which almost gave him a fright.

Although he wasn't afraid of these Inferi, this horror-movie-like atmosphere did make him feel a bit creeped out.

Darren curled his lip.

He tried to see where Dumbledore and Harry were.

But because they had gone too far, he couldn't accurately track their movements.

However, Voldemort's patience was clearly not very good.

He hadn't set the boat to be too slow, and after more than ten minutes, he heard the sound of the boat colliding.

Clearly.

Harry and Dumbledore had reached the shore.

According to the agreement, Dumbledore was supposed to wait with Harry until Darren arrived before proceeding to break the Horcrux.

But just as Darren waited for the boat to return to his side, he heard Dumbledore's scream.

It was clear that Dumbledore had already drunk that potion.

Darren really wanted to say that they could have completely brought some house-elves over, one cup per house-elf.

And then just order the house-elves to take them back.

But Dumbledore clearly hadn't thought of this.

Of course, it could also have been intentional.

Perhaps it was for the fake death tonight.

Because he could feel that although Dumbledore was weak, he wasn't very weak.

This was a feeling exclusive to him.

When Darren stood on the small boat, he heard Dumbledore's voice getting louder and louder.

He had just wanted to ask Dumbledore in a low voice what had happened, when he heard Dumbledore shouting with a crying tone, "Don't let Darren die... please... he's still a child!"

Alright.

Darren felt a bit guilty.

Just how much psychological trauma had he given old Dumbledore!

Of course.

He naturally couldn't pretend not to hear at a time like this.

He showed a worried expression and asked in a worried, lowered voice, "Brother, what happened to Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Darren, don't come over!"

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