Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 242 Marvolo Gaunt's Ring
The communication with Snape was not pleasant, which made Dumbledore hesitate.

Is it necessary for this person to stay at Hogwarts?

But he quickly pushed the question down because he had to complete the current task first.

"Severus, I need his help."

Dumbledore motioned for Snape to sit down, but the latter remained standing, "You've heard that prophecy, and it came true, haven't you?"

Snape stared at Dumbledore for a while, then suddenly said, "If you've already made up your mind, there's no need to ask me again."

After he finished speaking, before Dumbledore could speak, he turned and walked out.

"Severus."

Dumbledore got up and called him, and said, "Are you sure you want to leave like this?"

Snape stopped, looking hesitant, but strode away quickly.

Dumbledore sat on the chair again and rubbed his temples, he felt really old.

If it was before, he would definitely write the letter to dismiss Snape now, but now, he is unable to do that.

Dumbledore, who sat alone for a while, picked up his wand and threw out his Patronus.

After a while, Harry was brought in by McGonagall.

"Have you got your wand, Harry?" Dumbledore asked directly.

"Yes, Headmaster." Harry nodded.

Dumbledore glanced at him, his eyes suddenly froze: "Have you learned Occlumency?"

"Yes, it's Professor Snape, he thinks it's necessary for me to learn it." Harry nodded.

Dumbledore frowned, but he didn't say anything more about it, he just said, "Come out with me, Harry."

Harry still nodded obediently, and didn't ask what to do.

"Pull me."

He asked Harry to take his arm, and he beckoned, and Fawkes, the phoenix, flew over.

"Boom."

After the spark, the two disappeared in the principal's office.

……

"Om."

A blinding point of light rises from the wand, illuminating the surrounding landscape.

"You know your mother, she left a spell on you, don't you?"

Dumbledore asked as Harry walked forward.

"know."

Harry nodded, holding his wand, carefully looking at the dense nettles around him.

It looked so desolate here, and he didn't understand what Dumbledore was bringing him here for.

"Then do you know why he didn't die?" Dumbledore asked again. "It's almost impossible to be alive after being rebounded by the Killing Curse."

"I don't know, Headmaster."

Harry noticed a dilapidated wooden house in the distance, with rafters peeping out between the broken tiles.

"Because of Horcruxes, Harry."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the shining light above their heads approached the dilapidated wooden house first, "It's an evil black magic that splits the soul in two, one half is hidden in a special vessel, and the other half walks in the wizarding world .”

"Sounds wicked, Headmaster." Harry shuddered, not knowing why.

"Worse still, it would take killing a human being to do it, Harry."

Dumbledore signaled Harry to be cautious, and he approached the cabin cautiously.

"Is that a snake?" Harry asked suddenly, pointing to the door of the cabin.

"Yes, a dead snake." Dumbledore whispered, "Wait a minute, I'll go in and have a look first."

Harry nodded and stopped where he was.

Dumbledore glanced back at him, and had to say that Harry looked very calm, which should be due to Snape.

Dumbledore, who withdrew his gaze, slowly approached the cabin, waving his wand from time to time.

Standing behind and watching, Harry saw that Dumbledore would draw a curtain of light with his wand, and then let that curtain of light pass through the dilapidated wooden house again and again.

After a few passes, he saw Dumbledore close to the windows of the house, which looked very small.

"Harry."

"I'm here, Headmaster."

"Be careful, if there is a magic shot towards you, be defensive."

"I see, Headmaster."

As Harry spoke, he cast the Iron Armor Charm in front of him.

Dumbledore kept watching him until he was sure that Harry was doing well, and then cast a spell through the narrow window into the house.

"Crash~"

It sounded like glass was breaking, but Harry was sure that wasn't the normal sound of breaking glass.

The crackling sound was so loud that he could hear it clearly from far away.

"Be careful, Harry."

Dumbledore yelled at him again, but before he could answer, various lights suddenly burst out in the dark room.

Dumbledore, who was very close to the room, had already cast the same spell as him.

Magic began to shoot out of the room, hitting the spell that was propped up in front of Dumbledore.

Harry watched from a distance, and he was sure that Dumbledore was relieved, because the headmaster still had time to look at him, and waved him to signal him to step back.

Harry obediently complied.

Snape taught him a lot, among which caution and prudence were the most emphasized.

"You have countless chances to come back, Harry, but only if you don't die."

This sentence still rings in his ears, so Harry won't play it off.

After waiting for a while, the fireworks-like spell in the room finally disappeared.

Harry saw Dumbledore go in and lean out after disappearing for a while.

"Come in Harry, come in," Dumbledore called to him.

Harry immediately trotted forward, but with his wand held to his chest and his right arm pressed against his body - he was on the defensive all the time.

A smile finally appeared on Dumbledore's face, and he said to Harry, "Next year I will invite you another professor, Harry, and he will teach you just like Snape."

Harry froze for a moment, then asked, "Professor Snape is leaving?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then said: "No, it hasn't been decided yet, Harry, and it's a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Harry nodded, but his brow furrowed.

Dumbledore didn't say anything more, he held up the shining spell and returned to the house.

Harry followed suit, his eyes darting to the left and right, but there was nothing remarkable here.

"Where is this, Headmaster?" Harry asked.

"Gaunt's House, Harry, Tom's grandfather's house."

Dumbledore raised his head as he spoke, as if he had found something on the ceiling.

Harry followed his gaze upwards, and then saw a small reflective thing stuck to the ceiling.

"What's that, Headmaster?" Harry asked.

"A ring, Harry," said Dumbledore. "It may be Marvolo Gaunt's. He likes it very much, but I'll take it to make sure."

Harry nodded, taking another look at the reflective ring.

"I need your help, Harry."

"What do I need to do?" Harry asked.

"A lighting spell, Harry, I think it's safer to take that ring off by magic."

Harry did as he flicked his wand, and it lit up.

"Still pay attention to safety, Harry, okay?" Dumbledore asked him before doing anything.

"Okay, Headmaster, I'm always ready." Harry said confidently.

Dumbledore nodded, pointing his wand at the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)