Harry Potter's Catastrophe

The furnishings in the principal's office were still the same. When Carney entered, he saw Fox dozing lifelessly.

Carney knew that Fox was immortal and tears were still treasures, so Carney thought about getting some tears to prepare.

"What would you like to drink?" Carney entered the principal's office. Dumbledore seemed to have been waiting for him, holding a cup and asked Carney.

"I'm not in the mood to drink. Principal, I need help." Carney was too anxious to stop talking nonsense. "Do you know any magic that turns one person into two people, or creates another body?"

"Let me think about it, I'm sorry, I don't know such magic. There may be, but I haven't seen it." Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "What's wrong?"

"Then do you know how to make a body? I have an extra soul here that has nowhere to put it. I think he needs a body." Carney said.

"You don't need a body to make a Horcrux? Just the tools." Dumbledore said calmly.

"I'm not making a Horcrux, so is there any way to recreate a body?" Carney continued to ask. Dumbledore must have said so.

"As you saw last time, there is still a soul in my body, but it is not the same as Harry's. He is my brother. We used to share the same body. Later, after I learned magic, he didn't appear much. You have a way Right?" Carney cut the story short.

"Such a thing actually exists. I've heard of similar situations before, but this is the first time I've seen it. The method is not very advisable." Dumbledore stared at him. He was indeed a man of great experience.

"What method?" Carney asked quickly.

"Then find someone who has just died and transfer the soul." Dumbledore said, clasping his fingers together.

"Forget it, principal, have you read all the books in the restricted area?" Carney suddenly asked.

"I haven't read them all. In fact, I don't read many books there. The books there are not suitable for people to read, and the magic and knowledge in them are not suitable for you students to read." Dumbledore did not agree. It is recommended to go to the restricted book area to find a way.

"So, is there anything you can do?" Carney asked.

"Not yet." Dumbledore shook his head, suddenly saying that he had no idea how to create a body, and thought Carney was working on a Horcrux.

"Well, do you mind letting me ask Tom? The diary should still be with you." Carney had already thought of asking Tom Riddle if Dumbledore couldn't handle it.

Tom Riddle spent a lot of money to avoid death. He was very good at splitting his soul. He must also know a lot of methods of rebirth or how to create a body. He must have read it in the forbidden book area.

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then turned around and opened the desk drawer, took out the diary, and handed it to Carney.

Carney opened the page and was about to turn into a quill, when suddenly there was a suction force from the diary, pulling Carney into the diary.

He just felt like the world was spinning, and then the surrounding scenery changed. Ink-like paint spread all over the space, and the surrounding gradually became clearer.

Carney looked down at his attire. It was not him, but his soul.

"To make a long story short, you got it too, right?" A voice sounded behind him. It was a tall senior who wore a long and wide wizard robe with the Slytherin badge on his body. His face was slightly less attractive than Carney's and he looked seriously. Looking at him.

Tom Riddle?

"What did you get? Where is this?" Carney looked at the surrounding light, which was very dim. If it weren't for the constructed scene itself with its own shimmer, it might be even darker here, because the Slytherin man was carrying a light. lamp.

Surrounded by bookshelves, he held a black strange-covered book in his hand. The books on the bookshelf were all creepy, but the man opened them one by one calmly.

"This is the restricted area of ​​the school library. I'm talking about the stuff you get in the dark woods." Tom Riddle said.

"Guess." Carney did not answer directly, just in case it was Dumbledore who asked for a trick.

Dumbledore was also confused. After opening the diary, Carney lay down on the chair. Just as he was about to make a move, Carney sat up.

"Hello?" Carney Strand looked at Dumbledore in front of him. He was an old man. In his mind, he was a respected old man and he should say hello.

"Hello." Dumbledore picked up the diary, opened it and looked at it. Carney was fine. Although he wanted to know what they were saying in it, he wanted to know more about the person in front of him.

Even if Carney's life-killing curse hit him, it would be fine. Tom would not be able to hurt him, and Carney would not harm Tom. He was not in a hurry to check the situation in the diary, but looked at the Carney in front of him.

The Carney in front of him was completely different from the one he knew. He could understand some of the things in Carney's eyes. For example, Carney came in and looked at Fox with desire written in his eyes. Carney thought he was hiding it well.

But he really couldn't see through the Carney in front of him. There was nothing in his eyes, he was just saying hello to an old man.

"Where is this?" Carney Strand looked around and asked.

"This is my office. What's your name?" Dumbledore showed a kind smile, picked up the teapot and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"My name is Carney, Carney Strand. Milk! I want to drink milk." Carney Strand said without hesitation. He had not had milk for a long time.

Dumbledore touched the lid of the teapot and poured the fragrant milk, which was still warm, into the cup in front of Carney Strand.

"Is there any ice? I like ice. There seems to be no refrigerator." Carney looked at the steaming milk and said that he wanted to drink milk that had been chilled in the refrigerator.

"Of course, there is no need for a refrigerator." Dumbledore waved his hand gently and dropped a few ice cubes into the glass. The heat immediately disappeared and turned into a glass of ice milk.

"Wow, it's amazing!" Kani Stern looked at it with a surprised look on his face. This was simply amazing, but he was surprised, so he picked up the milk and drank it immediately. "How did you do it?"

"Just wave your hand gently, thinking about turning hot milk into ice." Dumbledore showed his hand with several rings. If Carney himself was there, he would definitely think that Dumbledore was showing off his wealth.

"Is that so?" Carney Strand also waved his free hand in front of the table.

The table was instantly covered with a layer of frost. The white frost changed the color of the table, and the dark table turned white.

"Cool!" Carney Stern exclaimed as he looked at his hand, and then immediately tried elsewhere.

"Don't act recklessly!" Dumbledore quickly stopped Carney Strand. The mirror next to him was covered in frost with just a brush. Dumbledore pressed his hand down. "There will be plenty of time in the future."

"Do you know the other Carney Strain?" Dumbledore began to ask, filling Carney Strain's cup with milk.

"That's my brother..."