Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 392 Drowned
Soon, the boat reached the shore, and just standing on the beach, Ash could feel the soul gushing from the bottom of the water, as well as those boiling drowned.

"Let's get started, Dumbledore." Ash turned his head and said, "There are more and more of them..." As he said, he took out his wand.

In fact, to be honest, Ash really wanted to send Avada Kedavra to those drowned, maybe he could make up for the missing souls in the past few days.

"You have to drink the liquid before you can get the Horcrux." Dumbledore said standing in the middle of the island.

Ash froze for a moment, he turned around and walked to Dumbledore's side, looking at the basin in front of him with a puzzled face.

This crystal-like high basin is filled with a lavender liquid, which exudes an unpleasant smell.

I have to say, just looking at Ash can feel the toxicity contained in it...

If you lose your life in order to capture the Horcrux... Isn't that a bit too much...

Dumbledore looked at Ash and said, "Ash is not enough to drink this liquid alone..."

"And this liquid will confuse people's thinking and psychology." Dumbledore said seriously: "That is to say, he is likely to scare you...refusing to drink the rest again."

Ash was slightly taken aback when he heard Dumbledore's words, are you asking me to drink too?
Dumbledore shook his head slightly. He seemed to know what Ash was thinking, and he said, "I can drink these things..."

"But it's you, Ash?"

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Ash was startled, but he soon realized that Dumbledore meant something, he didn't take out his wand, and chuckled.

"Voldemort made anyone who wanted his Horcrux drink the liquid..." Dumbledore's words made Ash laugh, and he answered: "However, he never considered that if someone could create a double What will happen."

"You are very smart Ash." Dumbledore praised appreciatively, this is one of the reasons why he brought Ash here, only he is sure to avoid being poisoned by this liquid...

Ash shook his head lightly: "It's still your long-term thinking..." He looked at Dumbledore with a little admiration in his eyes, and wondered if Dumbledore would choose to drink the liquid without him following him?
Looking at Dumbledore's blue eyes, Ash felt that he already had the answer in his heart.

What a nice guy...

Muttering, Ash waved his wand lightly, and a clone exactly like him slowly appeared.

"Oh, where is this?" The avatar glanced at the two, and asked a little strangely: "Should I say good evening?"

"Oh... it should be good afternoon." Dumbledore greeted him with a smile.

"Hmm, good afternoon, Principal Dumbledore." The avatar bowed to Dumbledore, then quickly put his face close to Ash and asked softly, "Why is this old man here?"

"Are you going to kill him?"

Ash listened to his muttering and shook his head lightly: "No, I have something to trouble you."

"Trouble me?" The avatar looked at the two with a little doubt, and following their eyes, he saw the liquid in the crystal platform.

"What's that?" He reached in and touched the liquid: "Poison?"

"Not exactly," Ash explained. "A neurotoxin that produces hallucinations."

"Isn't this still poison?" The avatar frowned and said, "You didn't come to let me drink it, did you?"

"Hmm." Ash nodded and said, "Otherwise I asked you to come out and do something."

"Okay, you cold-blooded..." The avatar was just about to say the word Ashes, and then suddenly remembered that Dumbledore was still standing behind him.

"Honestly, did he threaten you?" The clone asked in a low voice, "Let's kill him, so I don't have to drink poison."

"He didn't threaten me." Ash explained casually, "It's just that I think it would be more convenient for you to complete this task."

"So you just disregarded my life?" The clone pouted: "You are really thick-skinned."

"Oh." Ash sneered: "Don't think I don't know... This thing has no effect on you at all... Even if you are taken back by me, these poisons can be completely ineffective."

"Cough cough." The doppelgänger that Ash talked about took a step back, but immediately he said, "But it's not you who asked me to..."

"I won't let you out in the future."

"You!" The clone listened to Ash's threat, he was silent for a while, and then finally sighed.

"Alright alright."

"It seems that you have reached an agreement, Mr. Embers." Dumbledore, who had been watching the play, said.

"Shut up, old man." The avatar glared at Dumbledore dissatisfied: "You are about to meet Merlin's age, can't you make a sacrifice?"

"Oh~" Dumbledore shook his head without getting angry: "Life is a bargaining chip, and he should be used in a valuable place."

"Hehe." The avatar sneered, picked up the bowl-shaped shell, and dug a spoonful of this weird liquid.

"Just drink it right?"

"Yeah." Ash nodded and said, "Try to drink as fast as possible."

"There are quite a lot of things..." the avatar said dissatisfiedly, and then gulped down the poison in one gulp.

"Well..." After drinking the poison, he immediately covered his throat, and then sat down on the ground: "This thing is too bad to drink..."

"Ugh..." He retched and lay down by the pool and said, "I won't drink anymore."

"I won't drink anymore, you go and ask other avatars to drink..."

"It's too troublesome." Ash said, waving his wand, and directly dug another spoonful of poison with the shell, and then Dumbledore also swung the wand very cooperatively to fix the clone Ash.

"Okay, drink it up early, finish it early." Ashe said, he poured a large spoonful of liquid into the avatar again, and the avatar twitched immediately after drinking the liquid.

"It's so bad..." he shouted, "It's even worse than any test product in Biheim."

This guy, why is he a little out of choice... Facing Dumbledore's puzzled eyes, Ash casually explained, "That's the name of the orphanage where I used to live."

As he spoke, he scooped up another spoonful of liquid and poured it into the clone's mouth.

With the pouring of the last spoonful, the poison on the crystal platform was finally empty, and as the poison bottomed out, a small locket also floated out of it.

"Good job." Ash praised his clone, and then lightly waved his wand to make him return to himself as a soul.

no effect...

Ash nodded slightly to Dumbledore, indicating that he was fine.

Dumbledore nodded while holding the locket, and then said to Ash: "Let's go back first..."

But before he finished speaking, a cold breath came, and the two raised their heads to look at the other side of the lake at the same time.

There stood a man in a black robe quietly, but even without looking at his face, Ash and Dumbledore knew who he was.

"Tom Riddle, or Voldemort."

(End of this chapter)