Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Seeing Dumbledore pretending to be dumbfounded, Albert tightened his grip on the Sorcerer's Stone.

"I almost forgot about business. Nick asked me to destroy the Philosopher's Stone." Dumbledore blinked and waved his wand, and two house elves appeared. "You carry Harry to the campus hospital and let Madam Pomfrey take good care of him. he."

He stretched out his withered but strong hand, grabbed Albert's shoulder, and without waiting for Albert to say anything, he started the phantom movement and went directly to the principal's office.

The last time Albert apparated, Professor McGonagall took him. This time Dumbledore was even more rough, and the feeling of being squeezed by space made her unbearable.

"Professor, I think you should prepare me mentally..." Albert bent down, feeling dizzy and ready to vomit.

Dumbledore tapped Albert's back twice with the Elder Wand, and Albert's discomfort completely dissipated. "You have to get used to this feeling. This is a very practical magic."

Dumbledore let go of his big hand, revealing the bright pink magic stone inside, and put it on his desk. I don't know when it ran into Dumbledore's hand.

"Huh? This...Professor Dumbledore, why are there two Sorcerer's Stones?" Albert doubted his own eyes. He clearly had another Sorcerer's Stone in his hand, which looked exactly the same.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and smiled like a scheming old fox. "You tell me, this is actually a ruby ​​I prepared. I did some tricks on it to make others think it is the Philosopher's Stone."

The Elder Wand passed over the "Magic Stone" in Albert's hand, and all the magic aura on it disappeared, leaving behind a clear and flawless ruby.

Albert was stunned for a moment, cast a restoration spell on it, but there was no response, it seemed to be true, and then put it in his pocket.

It turns out that four people were fighting to the death to protect just an ordinary ruby?

Suppose there was no Albus Dumbledore in the world, how many people could be called Emperor Gou or King Gou?

Dumbledore blinked, his blue eyes stared at Albert...and his hand that stuffed the ruby ​​into his pocket, and said in a relaxed tone:

"..."

"Don't be depressed, Albert. No matter what, you have successfully stopped Voldemort and Quirrell. Besides, it's not like you gained nothing at all, right?"

Albert put his right hand into his pocket, carefully weighed the size and weight of the ruby, and nodded silently.

Seeing Albert nod, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze and turned to the real Philosopher's Stone on the table, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"It's time to destroy it." Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand, but made no further move.

"..."

"Don't you ask me why I destroyed the Sorcerer's Stone?" Dumbledore's face twitched. A year ago, he would never have believed that a student could silence him twice in one day.

Why don't you just follow the script you set?

His face twitched twice again, and his long, aquiline nose, which was already twisted, became even more crooked.

"Why is this, Professor Dumbledore?" Albert's eyes widened, his face full of "curiosity", and he looked at Dumbledore with a desire for knowledge.

The old face took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, put down the Elder Wand, and said in a relaxed tone:

"I know it's hard for young people like you to understand, and it may seem unbelievable to you, but for Nick and Perenal, death is just being able to lie down and rest in bed after a long day. .

And, for the sane person, death is just another great adventure.

You have to know that the magic stone is actually not a good thing. With it, no matter how much wealth you want or how long your life is, you can get it. But these two are what people want most - but unfortunately, people always choose The things that are least beneficial to them. "

Albert looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose looked at his heart, and he said in his heart: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

What Dumbledore said makes sense, but Albert has not lived enough yet. Let these words go in the left ear and out the right ear. Wait until one day, when Albert is gray-haired and dying, he will be relieved at that time. It's not too late either.

Dumbledore didn't expect these words to impress Albert. He realized that Albert was a very independent young wizard. From another perspective, he was stubborn.

He thought of something, maybe something, or maybe someone, and wanted to test Albert, "Did you lie to me about what you saw in the Mirror of Erised on Christmas night, Albert?" Bert?”

Albert frowned, testing him. He looked directly into Dumbledore's eyes and said, "I don't think I have any need to lie to you, Professor. What I told is all the truth."

Feeling that Albert's words were not false, Dumbledore exhaled and recalled:

"I once had a student. Before you, he was the most talented little wizard I had ever seen at Hogwarts. Unfortunately, he went astray. After experiencing several dangerous magical transformations, he returned to under my vision.

He claims that he has gone further than anyone else on the road to eternal life, but you have also seen the actual situation. He does not understand what love is, so he became a wandering ghost. "

"You mean Voldemort?"

Dumbledore nodded seriously, said nothing, and stared at Albert.

"Professor, do you know what Voldemort saw when he looked in the Mirror of Erised?" Albert asked.

Dumbledore knew that only the person involved could see the image in the Mirror of Erised, but this did not stop him from wanting to hear what Albert had to say.

"He saw his lost hair, eyebrows and nose in it. I think he must have regretted it. He abandoned his nose for eternal life."

Hearing Albert's words, Dumbledore laughed unscrupulously. Although he knew this was impossible, Dumbledore had thought so before, because he would never give up what he had accumulated for many years just to use eternal life. hair and beard.

"Haha, you are right, Albert. Why don't I let you destroy the Sorcerer's Stone." Dumbledore levitated the Sorcerer's Stone in mid-air and said to Albert.

Fawkes, who had no presence at all, chirped. Dumbledore slapped his head and said with a smile: "Yes, people are old and can't remember things. This place is really inappropriate. Please forgive me Fawkes."

After speaking, he winked at Albert and said, "Grab Fox's tail feathers."

A flash of fire lit up, and two people and one bird appeared in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. It was a depression, surrounded by some charred trees. Although it was a moonlit night, Albert still recognized that this was the last time he burned the Acromedon. Spider place.

I have to say that the phantom transfer experience of the Phoenix card is very good, and it is much more comfortable than Dumbledore's spell casting.

"Okay, this is it, Albert, let's get started." Dumbledore threw the Sorcerer's Stone into the air as if it were an ordinary piece of broken soil.

"But what should I do, professor?" Albert didn't know how to destroy the Philosopher's Stone. It contained powerful magic power, which frightened him.

Dumbledore looked around and smiled at Albert: "Use your best method. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

This is to say, don't worry, I don't care if you know the Fire Spell. It also means, don't worry, no accident will happen.

After reading Dumbledore's two meanings, Albert let go. He hooked his fingers and raised the Thunderbird wand in his hand.

"Fiendfire burns!"

A large cluster of blue flames spurted out and enveloped the Philosopher's Stone. Fawkes on Dumbledore's shoulder chirped twice and spit out a string of golden flames.

Under the burning of the two flames, the volume of the magic stone gradually decreased, and a large amount of magic power escaped, and was instantly burned up by the fierce fire as fuel.

"boom!!"

The fierce fire turned into a phoenix, and Fox's flames entwined in it. Finally, the magic stone was completely burned, and the flame phoenix was so huge that it couldn't be bigger. Although it was a dark night, the firelight still reflected half of the sky, rendering the sky red. .

Even Hogwarts Castle, which was hundreds of meters away, was clearly visible. Dumbledore took action in time to control the flames, and a golden barrier blocked the flames.

"Fox!"

There was a burst of beautiful singing. Fox was already prepared. He opened his beak and spread invisible suction towards the flaming phoenix. Even though it was many times bigger than Fox, the magical thing was that countless flames were sucked into Fox's little body one by one. mouth until Lihuo Phoenix disappeared.

"Hiccup-" Fox burped contentedly, spitting out a spark.