This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Dumbledore reached into his arms and stopped very suddenly.

He looked back at referees Harry and Sirius with a serious face, "We can't confirm whether the Horcrux is hidden in the stone basin yet. I think we'd better be more rigorous."

Vincent rolled his eyes, "Professor, the entire cave is so big. I have burned the bottom of the lake once. Where can I hide the Horcrux if it is not in the stone basin?"

Dumbledore continued to persuade the referee without changing his face, "We cannot make decisions about anything hastily, we must think carefully..."

He Tui, I always force Deng to not talk about martial ethics!

Vincent kept cursing himself, it was still as ugly as it was.

If he weren't there, he would have to release a wave of blood before coming in.

I can't fly and I don't know what's there on the Green Light. There is no other way except to take that ragged boat.

The Yin corpse at the bottom of the lake must be restless and have to worry about whether the ship will capsize.

Moreover, he clearly stated that he didn't have to drink those weird liquids, but he was still unwilling to admit defeat.

Since he didn't want his face, he just ignored it and quietly watched the old pussy Deng drink the ghost things in the stone basin one by one.

Don't drink it? Put it hard into your nose!

Vincent gently hooked the goblet on the ground, held it in his hand and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Professor, I agree with your conclusion just now, please."

Dumbledore was obviously stunned and reached into his arms, "In fact, victory or defeat is not important, what is important is-"

Vincent pulled his hand and stuffed the goblet over, "Please use it slowly, professor."

Dumbledore's hand holding the goblet was shaking slightly, "I think my conclusion just now seems a bit sloppy-"

"Please." Vincent stretched out his right hand sideways, pointing his palm up at the stone basin, "Professor, you must have thought about it before you just came to the conclusion, right?"

Sirius pinched his thighs violently.

There are not many people in the entire magic world who dare to challenge Dumbledore in person. Voldemort is one, Fudge is one, and Umbridge can also be half.

Vincent is no longer challenging, but a very insulting murder.

Dumbledore held his trembling hand, "Okay, you won, kid."

Vincent pretended not to hear, "Professor, I'm in a hurry, can you hurry up?"

Seeing that the gunpowder smell between the two became stronger and stronger, Sirius had to stand up and smooth things over, "Vincent, you won."

Harry received his wink and hurriedly said, "Yes, Vincent, you won."

Both referees said this, and if they continue, they will only look petty.

Vincent raised his eyebrows and spread his hands towards Dumbledore, who immediately returned the other mini puppet in his arms.

The two wins made Deng taste the feeling of being defeated for a long time, which was a terrible victory.

It’s a bit regretful that he didn’t drink the weird liquid.

Vincent did not put the mini puppet in his hand, but instead used his mana to establish a connection with it.

I lost contact before because of the Exploration Magic ban, so now I should be fine with close control.

Sure enough, the puppet was reactivated.

It jumped off Vincent's hand and went straight to the stone basin.

An incredible thing happened, it actually climbed through the invisible wall and climbed onto the stone basin.

Under the gaze of three pairs of big eyes full of horror, it jumped into the turquoise liquid.

Sirius turned his neck stiffly and looked at Vincent, who was a little careless, "It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet emerged from the green liquid.

It climbed up the stone basin, and its thin arms were still holding a rusty silver chain about the size of it.

"Dingbang--" The long chain dragged a yellow locket and slammed heavily on the rough edge of the stone basin's mouth.

Dumbledore looked heartbroken, "Child, can't you let it be gentle?"

After all, it is a relic of the founder of Hogwarts, and Vincent put away his careless appearance.

He controlled the puppet to jump out of the stone basin with his hands holding the locket, and then smoothly passed through the invisible wall again.

The products of lifeless alchemy can enter and exit at will, and Voldemort only set various restrictions on wizards is really incomplete.

To put it nicely, it is self-confidence, but to put it badly, it is arrogance.

Vincent squatted down and picked it up before he made sure the locket that the puppet was holding in both hands was not trapped.

The locket is octagonal, wrapped in sterling silver at the edges, and on the front is a yellow gem with a texture that looks like a plastic, covering a twisted "S" symbol composed of fragmented emeralds.

The workmanship is too rough, and the Russians' things are better than this.

Vincent raised his head and happened to meet the big eyes that were eagerly looking over.

Although Nico's Philosopher's Stone looks similar to the old goods at the Portbello Road flea market, it is not as cheap as this.

He held the rusty silver chain and extended the locket to the three of them.

"Isn't Salazar Slytherin the richest of the four founders? How could he leave such a street stall product?"

It is said that street stalls are all picking up them, and no one will pick them up if they throw this thing on the street.

Harry and Sirius couldn't help laughing, while Dumbledore leaned over and looked at the locket with a serious face.

According to the memory voluntarily provided by a enthusiastic crowd, the locket sold by Merop Gunter did not look like this at all.

The rusty silver chain alone is wrong. Even if it is stored for tens of thousands of years, it will not oxidize and rust.

Not to mention the yellow gem with a very plastic feel, it doesn’t have the slightest gem that the treasure should have, and even several of the cuts are crooked.

"professor?"

Dumbledore straightened his waist and opened his mouth several times when he wanted to speak.

Finally, under the gaze of triple pairs of big eyes full of expectation, he had a particularly difficult time popping two words from his throat: "Fake it."

"ah?!"

Vincent brought the locket to his eyes, "Professor, do you think this thing is fake?"

Dumbledore nodded, "It looks different from the locket in memory, and as you said, Tom is really fun."

What you get after suffering thousands of hardships and hardships is actually fake?

A snake-like face without a nose appeared in Vincent's mind.

The big face was laughing at him wildly, and he kept making "hehehe" laughs.

"I'll go to your fake locket in Merlin!"

With a "click", the locket was hit hard on the ground.

The metal edge squeezed the plastic-sensing yellow gem and fell off when it bounced from the ground.

When the locket fell to the ground again, it hit a point where it could be opened, and a small yellowed note fell out of it.

The four of them looked at each other.

Good guy, I left a small note to mock them, right?

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