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Chapter 44 Obtaining Tom's Diary
When Dumbledore was in the headmaster's office, sorting out the items he had collected over the past two days, his vision suddenly darkened and two figures appeared in the headmaster's office.

Dumbledore raised his head, looked at Du Mu and Harry, smiled and said, "Welcome, Mr. Harry and Mr. Du Mu."

Although Hogwarts prohibits apparitions, the magic in this world is very particular about the 'casting object'. The clearer the target, the stronger the effect.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Du Mu can use this kind of magic similar to teleportation, and Dumbledore has no intention of delving into it. He is no longer the curious young man who would get to the bottom of doubts when he was young.

Then he saw the white object in Du Mu's hand. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a set of female bones, but the joints were broken and the bones were intertwined to form a rough sphere.

As Dumbledore stared at it, the mass of bones trembled and squirmed, then tightened itself and dared not move.

"What is this...?" Dumbledore frowned and looked at Du Mu strangely.

This thing is obviously alive, and perhaps even sentient.

He just hoped that this thing was not a living person, or a living person who had just died. Otherwise, Dumbledore would find it unbearable to treat an intelligent individual in this way.

Facing an outsider like Dumbledore, Du Mu didn't need to hide anything. He said calmly, "She calls herself the Ghost Clan and is from the Underworld. She wanted to be resurrected, killed many people and children, and devoured their souls. I was worried about leaving her alone when I left, so I brought her here with me."

Dumbledore opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised, and then looked at Harry.

Harry showed a look of solidarity. He looked at the pile of bones and said angrily, "Yes, and a lady I know had her whole family killed by this guy. Fortunately, she hid in the rockery that day, so she was able to find Mr. Du to report the news."

He was talking about Jiang Wanli, who had stayed with Du Mu when he went out to deal with the Beggars' Sect. With Li Xiaoqi's translation and Harry's mediocre Chinese, the two of them could be considered to have known each other.

For a moment, Dumbledore looked at the pile of bones with a very complicated look.

Du Mu's words were extremely light and simple, but they involved the death of dozens of lives and souls. This was a little hard for Dumbledore, who lived in the British magic world, to imagine.

You have to know that there are only a few thousand wizards in the whole of Britain, and using the Unforgivable Curses is also a taboo. Apart from Azkaban, it is difficult to find people with so much blood on their hands.

That's why Voldemort seemed so terrifying. Even many years after his death, people still dared not mention his name.

However, Dumbledore had seen many storms and waves, and since the murderer had been controlled, there was no need for him to interfere.

He just glanced at Du Mu with a complicated expression, and then said, "The You tribe? I have never heard of this tribe. Are they magical creatures living in the East?"

Du Mu shook his head: "No, this is the first time I heard of it too. She called herself the You Clan, and I'm not sure if it's true or not, so I want to learn some soul-related knowledge so I can get more information."

Although this incense master seemed extremely afraid of Du Mu, Du Mu could feel that... deep down in his heart, he was not really afraid of him.

She just still coveted that skeleton and body, and still coveted the feeling of living in the mortal world.

Even pain is a part of her existence, and she seems to be almost accustomed to Du Mu's torture.

Therefore, last night, after a whole night of questioning, Du Mu did not get any more information.

In that case, let’s borrow some knowledge from Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment. Under normal circumstances, magical knowledge about the soul was a taboo and would never be easily allowed to be read by anyone.

But on the one hand, Du Mu had collected almost all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and on the other hand, the target he had to deal with was also a monster with blood on his hands.

This human relationship, coupled with the legitimacy of the purpose, prevented Dumbledore from expressing his opposition.

He could only nod, but warned: "The mystery of the soul is far beyond magic itself. I hope you won't be overly obsessed with it. Voldemort is the best negative example."

As he spoke, Dumbledore picked up a small black square box from the table with his right hand and handed it to Du Mu.

Du Mu took it, felt the weight of the small square box, and immediately realized what was inside.

Voldemort... or Tom Riddle's diary. This small square box should be used to block Tom's soul in the diary from exploring the outside world.

As expected of Dumbledore, in this situation, Du Mu’s intelligence advantage over Tom Riddle will be overwhelming.

The two of them tacitly avoided talking about the diary, and Harry didn't know what they were talking about, but he knew it was an adult's secret. Due to the ability to read people's expressions due to his upbringing, Harry didn't ask like other children.

After solving this troublesome matter, Dumbledore looked at Harry, smiled kindly and said, "Harry, Hogwarts will start school soon. In fact, if you hadn't left the Dursleys, you would have received an owl letter in the next few days."

As he spoke, Dumbledore opened a drawer and took out a letter.

As he moved, the handwriting on the envelope began to change.

When Harry took the letter, he saw that it was written: Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office, Tile 13, To Mr. Harry Potter.

"Is this a letter for me?" Harry looked up in surprise and seemed a little happy. He had never received a letter in his life.

Du Mu smiled and touched Harry's head. Suddenly he remembered something and asked Dumbledore, "By the way, where is Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, now?"

Dumbledore looked at Du Mu strangely. He didn't expect Du Mu to ask this.

The other party should not know Professor Quirrell.

But thinking of the other party's mysterious "calculation of fate", Dumbledore thought seriously for a moment and replied: "He should be in Diagon Alley. Since he returned from his travels a few months ago, he has been preparing for the new school year."

A few months ago?
It seems that even if I reminded Dumbledore last time, it was too late.

Du Mu shook his head and gave another spoiler: "Unfortunately, during this trip, he encountered the lingering soul of Voldemort. At this time, the remaining soul of Voldemort should have attached itself to Professor Quirrell."

Dumbledore only felt a slight pain in his back teeth.

He was speechless for a long time, feeling that every word the other party uttered was like a knife stabbing his heart, making him feel conflicted for a long time.

Finally, the old man stared at Du Mu and said unhappily, "Why didn't you tell me last time?!"

Du Mu shook his head and smiled, "I was afraid that you would give up the search for the Horcruxes and go directly to face Voldemort. That would alert the enemy too much. Besides, since it happened several months ago, it wouldn't matter if you knew about it two days later, right?"

For the first time, Dumbledore felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was angry like an ordinary old man.

He had arranged other people's actions countless times, but this was the first time he was arranged by someone else!
As soon as Harry heard the news about Voldemort, he opened his eyes wide and pricked up his ears to listen carefully, not wanting to miss any information.

He was also slightly excited in his heart. Although he was a little scared at first when he knew that Voldemort could not die, Mr. Du Mu used his fortune-telling skills to direct Headmaster Dumbledore to collect Voldemort's Horcruxes...

Is the day of my revenge approaching?
At this time, Du Mu raised his hand, waved the small square box containing the diary, and smiled at Dumbledore, saying, "Since it has been delayed until now, you don't have to run to find Voldemort immediately. Wait for me for two days. I will try to find a way to completely kill or imprison Voldemort without relying on Horcruxes."

Hearing this, Harry's heartbeat quickened, and Dumbledore had a bad feeling.

In front of this man whose name means "destruction", everything about Voldemort was laid out on the table, and he was like a lamb to be slaughtered.

What happens after Voldemort is completely killed?
Will this man...

Thinking of this, he suddenly noticed Harry's admiring gaze.

So I felt a little more at peace.

Being recognized by Harry...at least shows that the other party's current actions are noble.

However, it is disrespectful to make assumptions about a noble person.

(End of this chapter)