Who hacked my protagonist

"Damn it, you dead bird, I gave this medicine to Al, why don't you let me see it, Al, Al." The blond man was very hopeless, slamming on the door of the principal's office, screaming in the golden red phoenix. In the blazing flames that spewed out, he reluctantly left with hatred, and finally did not forget to stare fiercely a few more times.

Professor McGonagall, who had been guarding outside because he was worried that the other party would be unfavorable to the principal, rushed in immediately: "Albus, are you okay—are you... Albus, Albus?" Seeing the principal's room There was no familiar white-bearded old man, and Professor McGonagall showed a horrified expression on his always serious face: "Oh, no, Albus!" She seemed to have thought of something, and immediately turned her head and rushed out the door.

"Minerva, calm down, I'm here." With a deep and soft voice, Professor McGonagall, who was rushing to the door, was stopped by an invisible barrier.

Invisible and silent spell?Professor McGonagall was startled, and suddenly turned his head, his face was full of vigilance, but he was stunned when he saw the other party's appearance.

Behind the desk, a young man with brunette hair was sitting there arranging his clothes. The young man was extremely delicate and handsome, but unfortunately he was wearing a dark purple robe full of silver stars that did not match his appearance and temperament.

Quite familiar robe, matched with a face I just saw not long ago...

Professor McGonagall's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief, but soon all emotions turned into anger: "Albus, why are you dressed like this again? Madam Pomfrey warned you last time, don't drink if you have nothing to do Age-reducing agents are not good for your body, you are not a child anymore, don't keep worrying others..."

Dumbledore rubbed his chin, mourning his lost snow-white beard, and listened to Professor McGonagall's caring reprimand with a helpless smile: "Minerva, this is a gift from the gentleman who expressed his friendship just now, Don't you know the potions I have here the best? I didn't drink the age-reducing potion secretly, but thank you very much for your concern, Minerva." He pushed the glasses that almost fell off, his blue eyes There was a flash of warmth in his eyes.

"What did you say?" Professor McGonagall suddenly raised his voice, almost furious: "Albus Dumbledore, are you out of your mind? That man is the despicable Death Eater who is about to duel with you, how dare you With what he sent?"

"Dear Minerva, don't worry, I know how to measure." Dumbledore smiled kindly (?) and said, "I assure you, my body is very healthy, very healthy."

McGonagall stared suspiciously at the brown-haired young man in front of her with a smile on his face, pulled out his wand and waved it at Dumbledore twice. After seeing the light blue light, his expression finally eased a little.

Just when Dumbledore thought it was over, Professor McGonagall turned around and leaned his head towards the fireplace: "Bobby, come to the principal's office."

When the plump Madam Pomfrey arrived at the headmaster's office through the fireplace, seeing that young and beautiful young man, the usually gentle school nurse was instantly furious: "Principal Dumbledore, are you taking age-reducing drugs again?"

After repeated inspections countless times, it was finally confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Dumbledore's body. Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey were relieved at the same time, and Dumbledore also found an excuse and left Hogwarts. Ci, quietly entered the Forbidden Forest, first talked with the patriarchs and elders of the centaur clan, and then found Aragog, who was resting with closed eyes and was protected by the descendants, and finally walked all the way to the Deepest part of the Forbidden Forest.

It didn't take much time to convince the smart and calm Narcissa of his identity. After Dumbledore checked the health of the fetus in the blond lady's womb, he quickly built a wooden house not far away. After living in it, his body suddenly returned to the peak moment. He needed to adapt and adjust the precise control of magic power.

Fortunately, Dumbledore has two very good opponents - Gellert Fox Grindelwald, who is wearing a phoenix skin, but still possesses extremely strong magical control power, and Gellert Fox Grindelwald, who has a weaker control power but has instinct The mighty dragon Naga.

Although he was often disheveled and covered in scars, Dumbledore felt that this was the happiest time he had been in so many years since he separated from Gellert Godric's Hollow.

Gellert fluttered his wings and landed aside, looking at the brunette-haired youth's energetic faces, his joy was mixed with indescribable distress.

Since the parting in Godric's Hollow, he has never seen Al with such a wanton smile, even if he has been with him for so many years, he has never seen him so happy.

It was as if Albus, the young boy who talked with him in Godric's Hollow, was radiant and dazzling!

The happy time is always very short, not to mention the movement of the Order of the Phoenix needs to be confirmed one by one in person at the end, Dumbledore had to leave the Forbidden Forest.

"If you really like this place so much." Gellert said slowly: "After everything is over, I can live here with you."

Dumbledore bent his lips: "Living in the Forbidden Forest? I'm afraid it doesn't suit your Dark Lord style."

"What do you think my style is?" Gellert snorted. He is not the kind of person who wants to enjoy himself, and the top prison in Nurmengard is not a comfortable place.

Dumbledore's eyes wandered for a moment, he gave a low laugh, and said nothing.

"It's just a wooden house, it's really too simple, and it's surrounded by weeds, it's too ugly." Gellert criticized someone's vision for choosing a location, and then jumped to the other shoulder of this someone to stand firmly : "I think that lake is very good. It is much better to build a wooden house by the lake than in the weeds. You can also see many magical creatures. Unicorns are good mounts. Horsemen can be caught as servants. Eight-eyed Giant spiders can serve as guards, and you can also catch a few veela to sing in your spare time..."

Dumbledore stopped and stared silently at a certain talking phoenix.

"However, it seems too noisy." Gellert turned the subject calmly, relying on his feathers to hide his expression, "It's better to circle a piece of land first, and then use a magic spell to hide the house, lest those long The little boy will come to you every day if he has something to do."

The more Gellert talks, the more he thinks this is a good idea, and he almost gets excited.

Dumbledore turned his head and continued to walk outside the Forbidden Forest. The corners of his lips moved, as if he was about to raise an arc, but in the next second, the arc was suppressed abruptly.

"Okay." He heard his own voice reply, so joyful, it seemed that he had fallen into the vision of the future as Gellert said, with a sly smile in his voice: "But to be honest, I'm sorry for you." I don’t agree with his aesthetics, well, I always think that those who can become the Dark Lord seem to have some abnormal aesthetics, whether it’s you or Tom.”

"Hey, this sentence seems to be me. I always thought your dark green robe with many stars and moons embroidered on it was so ugly that my eyes were dazed, but that white pajamas was pretty good. I don't mind wearing it." Gellert flapped his wings and lightly pecked the cheek beside him, well, it was smooth and delicate, exactly the same taste as the secret kiss he remembered, even more mature and sweet.

"Oh, your vision is really bad, that is my favorite robe." Dumbledore laughed: "It seems that we will have a lot to study and discuss in the future."

"There's no rush." ​​Gellert chuckled, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes: "We have plenty of time."

The two looked at each other, and at the same time turned their heads to avoid each other's eyes, pretending that the happy and stable future was really within reach.

According to the rules of wizard duels, each duelist can have an assistant. When the duelist loses and dies, his assistant can continue to fight instead of him.

The non-native fake Gellert has already inquired about the rules of wizard duels in detail. Of course, he doesn't think he needs an assistant. He is very confident in his own strength. Besides, for Dumbledore A wizard who is super strong in terms of combat power, wisdom, and self-esteem must first convince him in strength before he can enter his eyes and finally possess him.

Therefore, shortly after Dumbledore apparated in the Granlaw Valley that had been agreed upon in advance, the false Gellert in a purple robe fluttered down from midair.

"Al, long time no see." The blond man smiled gently, looked at him slightly, and smiled even more joyfully, his Al was indeed more touching like this.

"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time!" Dumbledore said flatly. He didn't have the heart to catch up with him. He pulled out the Elder Wand with his backhand. The smile froze on his face.

The pale green clock that appeared in the void was ringing.Soon a long beep sounded—it's time for a duel!

The rays of magic spell crossed across, covering an open space with a radius of dozens of feet, and even the air seemed to be on fire.

What should be done to help Gellert recover?

The existence of the soul has always been the most difficult mystery in the wizarding world, and the spells and potions for the soul are even rarer. After searching through all the books in Hogwarts, Dumbledore and Gellert finally negotiated a solution. There are three methods.

The first is to kill the person pretending to be Gellert, or in other words, hurt him to the point of dying. The best attack method is the Avada Kedavra, but he is attacked by the Avada Kedavra. Those who arrive will immediately lose their vitality, and it is difficult to grasp the short few seconds during the period.

The second is to use the spell Imperio (the soul comes out of the body), that is, the Imperio Curse. People who have been caught by the Imperio Curse will have a blank brain in an instant, and their consciousness will be lax. At this moment, the soul will also become the weakest. If Gellert takes this opportunity to return to his body, he will definitely be able to regain control of his body and drive away or even swallow the fake Gellert.

The third is to use the legendary two kinds of magic water. Among them, the exorcism potion that can corrode the soul has been lost for hundreds of years. For this reason, Dumbledore sneaked into St. Peter's Basilica in Vatican City, and worked hard Wan Ku took the precious holy water, but unfortunately after the experiment, it has a good effect on dark creatures, but it has little effect on souls.

However, it is better to have an effect than to have no effect.

After deliberating over and over again, Dumbledore and Gellert argued and discussed countless times, and finally decided on a two-pronged method of Imperius Curse and holy water.

Then the last question that needs to be faced is - how to get Gellert's soul out of the phoenix body?

Dumbledore took a half step back, chanted the spell of the curse, raised the old wand in his hand, and a big six-pointed star suddenly emerged from the bottom of his feet, involving the two duels.

At this time, the pseudo-Gellert had lost the self-confidence and high-spiritedness he had before. He was holding the long sword in his hand tightly, but he looked anxious and didn't know where to attack.

He couldn't feel the existence of a little bit of aura, and there was still abundant energy floating in the air, but it was not familiar to him.

When the spiritual power in his body was gradually consumed, he suddenly couldn't absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world. This was the deadliest blow to him. The only way out was to forcibly destroy the hexagram magic circle with violence.

However, is it so easy to break through the magic circle specially designed for him that has been researched with the wisdom of the two most outstanding great wizards in the world?

Anxiety, irritability, panic, fear!

Having lost the power to survive, Fake Gellert was at a loss and had completely lost his fighting spirit. Seeing that the time had come, Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand: "The soul is out of body!"

The blond man swayed, his eyes became dull and lifeless.

A long cry suddenly sounded, and the golden red phoenix appeared in front of Dumbledore.

The brunette young man took a deep breath, his expression tensed to a blank.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The author has something to say: Originally, the content of the later duel is part of the next chapter, but it really is more pleasing to add!

Recently, I have been thinking about how the ending of AD and GG should suit them?Let GG give up his ambition and really go into seclusion or something. Actually, I quite like ambitious men, but it is difficult for AD to explain. How should they go on?Alas, it is difficult!

It is said that the pseudo-Gai is really weak. Although the mana is not weak in comparison, but in terms of inner Dao Xin, a person who is greedy for beauty and self-righteous, the Dao Xin really will not be much better.

Of course, this product is a wonderful work, and it definitely cannot represent other monks of Taoism!