[HP] Linkos Ramirez

why?

Linkos frowned slightly in reality, and then stretched it out again, showing a fake and reserved smile: "Principal Dumbledore, I think this question is the most meaningless."

Dumbledore looked at this familiar smile - of course he had to face such a smile on too many occasions - and showed a look of disapproval: "Child, you are doing a very dangerous thing, and You haven't even graduated yet."

Linkos smiled sincerely this time, she believed that Dumbledore's worries were true, but she knew that such worries were of no avail in many cases: "Then, principal, may I ask, isn't Mr. Potter a child? "

"..." Dumbledore was also rarely choked.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger." Linkos let himself hold on to this, his gray-green eyes looked straight at Dumbledore fearlessly, "As far as I know, They have faced dangers since the first grade, even if these dangers still seem to be under your control, principal."

Headmasters of all ages on the wall looked sideways, surprised at this Slytherin's bold remarks.

Dumbledore fell into silence. He took off his glasses and rubbed between his brows, showing a trace of fatigue and helplessness: "You're right, this is something I can't do... After all, he hasn't really died yet."

Linkos looked at the old man in front of him, but he didn't let him remember it like this.

She stood up, walked to the table, and swiftly made the Phoenix Fox, who was dozing next to her, raise her wings and let out a cry.

Facing Dumbledore's sight, Linkos took out a small crystal bottle, which contained a silver liquid that seemed to be flowing: "I think the principal should have a Pensieve here."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, stood up and walked to the side shelf, and took out a pensieve inside: "Yes, that's right."

He put the Pensieve on the table and looked at Linkos: "Then, are you coming by yourself, or am I?"

"Trouble, Mr. Principal." Linkos was not as strong as before this time. After Dumbledore finally stopped insisting that she was a child, she was willing to leave these matters to the master in front of her.

The silvery memory entered the Pensieve, swirling to form a vortex.

Dumbledore took the wand and brought Linkos into this memory.

The place where the two landed was near an ancient castle, and the huge stone brick fortress had traces of time.Linkos was very familiar with this place, pointed to a place and stretched out his hand: "Principal Dumbledore, this way please."

Dumbledore nodded, followed Linkos silently, and walked towards the west side of the castle.

After stepping onto a grassy hill, they saw their destination—it was a cemetery surrounded by stone pillars carved with the emblem of the Ramilles family at the entrance of the cemetery.But now, there are several people standing in the cemetery, dressed in black robes, with a solemn atmosphere.

This is a funeral, a unique funeral belonging to the Ramirez family, and it is—and can only be—Linkos who presides over this funeral.

Dumbledore glanced at Linkos, she was expressionless.

This should be the summer vacation two years ago. Lin Kesi, a fourth grader, received the news when the summer vacation was approaching that her grandfather, Ramirez Sr., had passed away.

The two approached the group, which consisted of only five people and two house-elves.

Linkos, a fourth grader, was wearing a black wizard robe, watching the coffin and chanting long sentences compiled from ancient runes.This sentence carries blessings and prayers, and does not involve too many magical effects and abilities, so Linkos is enough to sing it to the end—its only function is to comfort the members of the Ramirez family when they die. Funeral rituals unique to the family.

Of course, that ancient rune was also very complicated, so complicated that even Dumbledore couldn't understand it all.

During the singing, the two house elves placed the coffin smoothly into the tomb under the order of Linkos.

Then cover the hole with soil.

The four people standing around looked down.

"One of them is an acquaintance of Principal Dumbledore, right?" Linkos said suddenly.

Dumbledore had already looked at several people, and when he heard Linkos' question, he looked down at her: "Of course, the longer you live, the more people you know."

Linkos frowned, not knowing whether he agreed with this sentence, and looked directly at a fat old man in the middle: "Slug Horn, who used to be the professor of Potions at Hogwarts." Her The voice gradually slowed down and deepened, "I love to collect talented students and have a unique vision, among them... Tom Riddle."

Dumbledore was taken aback.

"Or, should I say, Voldemort?" Linkos looked up at Dumbledore.

How many people have forgotten Voldemort's name?Even the Death Eaters who have survived to this day, I am afraid that many of them cannot be remembered.

But the little witch in front of her, who grew up in what could be considered a peaceful age, accurately found the information, including Slughorn.

As the surrounding environment changed, Linkos and Dumbledore came to another place. It could be seen that this was a living room with simple and luxurious furnishings, each of which carried the atmosphere of history.

There were only two people in the living room, Linkos and Slughorn, and the others seemed to have left.

"Every time I come here, I have to be amazed by it." Slug sat on the sofa, looking around, with a relaxed expression.

Linkos, a fourth grader, was sitting on the other side, expressionless, unable to tell what mood he was in.

Slug obviously noticed this too, coughed and said: "Child, you should also mourn, you must know that you are the only one left with Ramirez."

Linkos nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Hogg."

There was no hesitation in the girl's voice, and there was no obvious fatigue or sadness, which obviously reassured Slughorn a lot, and even made the whole person a little more relaxed: "Then, why do you need me to stay?" Did it help?"

There is no doubt that, as old Ramirez's friend, Slug is willing to give some help to his granddaughter. You must know that the Ramirez family is not easy to win over, and this family specializes in the study of ancient magic texts. genius.

Linkos looked up and looked at Slughorn: "About the cause of grandfather's death." She looked at it without blinking, which made Slugh inexplicably startled, "It has something to do with Voldemort."

"!" Slughorn's eyes widened in shock, and he didn't even care about the water splashing from the cup in his hand, "What did you say?!"

Lin Kesi, who was in the fourth grade, was obviously just an immature underage girl, but now she was extremely calm: "Grandfather's death was related to Voldemort, and there is a [-]% chance that he died at his hands."

Slug even started to stammer: "No, isn't he already dead? Look, that miracle boy—"

"That's why I asked Mr. Horn to stay." Linkos interrupted Slugger's defense, "I thought Horn didn't believe in Voldemort's death at all."

"..." Slug fell silent.

Dumbledore watched this scene, but felt that Linkos had been very polite to him in the principal's office before.

"If Mr. Horn still hasn't considered it well, then I can share some more information. In Hogwarts, there have been incidents of drinking unicorn blood to renew life, stealing the Philosopher's Stone, and the opening of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets." Linkos spoke in an orderly manner, so clearly that Dumbledore even began to wonder if she had seen all this.

"Principal Dumbledore, you must know that Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley are not very strict with their mouths." Linkos said this at the right time, making Dumbledore silent again.

That's right, Harry Potter is indeed very active in school, perhaps because he had an unhappy childhood, so he is actually very happy to express himself and prove himself.

Of course, on this point, Dumbledore was not particularly restrained out of various considerations.However, in the communication with Harry, naturally, he only told him the less heavy content that could be passed on.

"About the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets." In the memory, Linkos was still pressing step by step, forcing Slug to face her, "According to Harry Potter, he met Tom Riddle, and The other party can use the snake language to command the basilisk in the secret room."

"..." Slug's face was ashen.

"Mr. Horn, you and your grandfather have been friends for many years. Do you have any clues about Voldemort's 'resurrection'?" Linkos asked very directly.

Slugger murmured a few times and looked at Linkos: "But why you? Your grandfather wouldn't want you to do such a dangerous—"

"Mr. Horn, this is a matter of the Ramirez family. And I am the current patriarch of the Ramirez family." Linkos interrupted him once, pressing the strong question into his mouth over and over again. In my mind, "Besides, for Principal Dumbledore or Aurors, maybe you would be more willing to tell me what you know?"

Slughorn was visibly shaken.

Linkos in her memory seized this opportunity, leaned forward slightly, and looked into his eyes: "Tell me." This time, she used ancient runes.

Now Dumbledore and Linkos can see those few short words, and Linkos in his memory turned pale, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead, which was the result of a large amount of magic power consumption.

But Slughorn didn't notice at all.

He just seemed to be confused, and said that part of the past bit by bit.Even though so many years have passed, he still remembers it very clearly.

As he narrated, Lynx and Dumbledore both relived the academic discussion involving deep darkness.

Horcrux.

By splitting the soul, the soul is preserved in other places to obtain eternal life.

This is an extremely dark object, because only one condition is needed to make a Horcrux, and that is killing.

Back at Hogwarts, in the warm and bright headmaster's room, even Dumbledore couldn't hide his turbulent mood well.

The silence of the two made all the previous principals in the portraits startled.

In the end, Linkos broke the silence: "So, Principal Dumbledore, do you think I can stay out of it now?"

Dumbledore looked at her, and after a while he said in an old and tired voice: "My child, yes, I can't say such words anymore." There was a complex in his blue eyes that Linkos couldn't understand. For the first time, that kind of gaze made her feel a little hot. She couldn't deny the concern in that gaze, but obviously Dumbledore also understood that safety was no longer possible for Linkos, "But, I still hope that you out of danger as much as possible."

Linkos was silent for a moment, and then said: "Of course, I don't intend to give my life for this matter, and I will be extra cautious for this. All actions and choices are decisions made after weighing."

"Son, do you have an existence that you want to work hard for?" Dumbledore seemed to have lost his mind, looked at Linkos and asked, "belief, inheritance, preference, promise, or people. Anything that makes you want to work hard Do whatever it takes to survive."

Inevitably, the figure of another person flashed in Lin Kesi's mind.

With brown fluffy hair, he always has an optimistic and positive look. Every time he discovers something new, the sparkle in his eyes is brighter than the sun.

Linkos looked at Dumbledore, who had put on his pair of eyes, and looked at her quietly and encouragingly.

She pursed her lips: "Of course."

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