Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

"I left an ounce of Fox's Phoenix blood to Lynn Roll, hoping that he would believe that the phoenix can be reborn from the ashes, and that he could achieve rebirth from the ashes through the Phoenix blood..."

Old Batty whispered as he handed a test tube to Lynn.

This test tube is filled with a golden-red liquid, which is the blood essence of Phoenix Fox. This golden-red liquid seems to be a burning flame. It is not turbid at all, but gives people a refreshing feeling.

Lin En frowned and took the test tube: "Phoenix blood essence..."

Lin En vaguely remembered that at the beginning of this school year, he told Dumbledore that he had learned and mastered the blood fusion magic from his teacher, and at that time, Dumbledore seemed to be talking to himself.

"It seems... it can be used..."

This seems to be what Dumbledore was talking to himself at the time. It can be used. What can be used? !

Could it be that Dumbledore had anticipated this day?

Could it be that Dumbledore had already considered his own death as part of his plan at that time?

Lin En's face looked very ugly. Why didn't Dumbledore discuss it with him before arranging his own death?

He is clearly a trustworthy comrade, isn't he?

why?

Dumbledore obviously didn't have to die, he obviously had changed everything!

Draco turned over a new leaf, and there was no need for Professor Snape to be undercover anymore. Six of the seven Horcruxes had been destroyed, and even Voldemort was suppressed by them like a rat crossing the street, and dared not show up in the British wizarding world.

So why did Dumbledore choose death?

Dumbledore, do you think you deserved to die?!

For some reason, Lin En felt a sense of resentment in his heart. He could have allowed Dumbledore to survive, but...

"Lin, Professor Dumbledore wants you to believe that the phoenix can be reborn from the ashes. Perhaps he doesn't want you to be sad about his death..."

Seeing Lynn's changing expression, Harry hesitated and persuaded.

Harry's words stunned Lynn for a moment, and his gaze stayed on the words on the parchment: "I hope he believes that the phoenix can be reborn from the ashes."

Lin En believed that Dumbledore did not write this sentence without purpose. So, what was Dumbledore's intention?

Do you hope that you can cast blood fusion magic and fuse Fox's phoenix bloodline?

Or is there some other meaning in these few words?

Lin En frowned as he pondered the possible implications of these words.

At this time, Old Batty continued to read: "I leave my magic notes to Irina Lovell. This is all my experience in researching and creating the Water Prison Spell. I hope she can use it, and I also hope she thinks my experience is helpful to her."

Old Batty handed Irina a book that looked a little yellow.

Irina put it in her arms carefully, fearing that she would break it.

Finally, Old Barty looked at Harry, took a deep breath, and read: "What I leave to Harry James Potter is the golden snitch he caught during his first Quidditch match at Hogwarts, to remind him of the rewards of perseverance and skill."

Old Batty took out a small golden ball the size of a walnut, its pair of silver wings flapping weakly.

Harry took the Snitch solemnly.

Dumbledore left Lynn the precious phoenix blood and Irina a lifetime of experience in magic spells, but all he left for himself was the commemorative Golden Snitch.

Harry believed that this golden snitch was definitely not as simple as it looked. Perhaps inside the golden snitch, there was a secret that only he could unlock? !

After all, the Snitch has muscle memory, and it will remember the first person who caught it, right?

Just when Harry thought that the only thing Dumbledore left for him was the Golden Snitch, Old Barty paused and continued, "In addition, I left a memory bottle that contains a part of my memory to Harry James Potter. That was the last lesson I was going to give Harry but failed to teach him."

Harry raised his head suddenly, and he remembered that Dumbledore had said before that he would teach him one last lesson and tell him something important, but he did not expect that this last lesson would be conducted in such an absurd way.

Lynn and Irina both looked at Harry with some reluctance, for they knew exactly what the last lesson Dumbledore was going to be about.

He will tell Harry the cruel truth that he is also a Horcrux...

Barty Sr. put away the parchment in his hand. He glanced at Lynn and announced solemnly, "In addition, I, Barty Crouch Sr., will represent the Ministry of Magic to take possession of Forbidden Object No. 002, the Elder Wand, from the hands of its former occupant, Albus Dumbledore!"

As he spoke, an exquisite and extremely powerful wand appeared in old Barty's hand. After showing it to Lynn, Irina and Harry, he put it away.

That wand was none other than the Elder Wand.

Seeing this, Harry suddenly became anxious. He shouted, "No, you can't do this! This is Professor Dumbledore's wand. The Ministry of Magic has no right to confiscate it!"

Irina held Harry back, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Lin En had a complicated expression. He didn't expect that Dumbledore had even planned this step.

Through his own death and the Ministry of Magic's regulations on the storage of forbidden objects, the Elder Wand will fall into the hands of the Ministry of Magic? !

It's a perfect method that won't arouse anyone's suspicion...

Old Barty left, leaving only Lynn, Irina and Harry in the empty classroom.

Lin En looked at Irina and said softly, "I plan to refine a blood fusion potion and cast a blood fusion magic to fuse the blood talent of the Phoenix bloodline. Perhaps, my strength can be improved a little more before the war."

Irina nodded slightly and said, "I will study the water prison spell left by Professor Dumbledore carefully. Perhaps, it can be combined with ice magic to have a special effect."

After Lynn and Irina left, Harry came to Professor McGonagall's office. The Pensieve, which was supposed to be placed in the headmaster's office, was moved to Professor McGonagall's office at some point.

After learning of Harry's purpose, Professor McGonagall took him to the Pensieve.

Harry solemnly poured the silver-white thread in the memory bottle into the Pensieve, and buried his face in the Pensieve.

As the world spun around, Harry found himself in the headmaster's office, and Dumbledore's memory was smiling at him.

I only heard Dumbledore in front of me whispering: "Harry, when you come here, I may have died. I'm sorry, Harry, but I must tell you, live on, Harry, this is... the last lesson..."