Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

UPDATE: "There's actually one thing I've always wondered about, Professor."

The wet and salty sea breeze was blowing on Sherlock's face, and the sound of waves crashing against the reefs was constantly heard around him. He and Dumbledore walked side by side on the beach at night and asked his doubts.

"If he just wanted immortality, shouldn't the Philosopher's Stone be the quicker and more convenient option in the beginning? I've seen Nick Lemay, he's really learned and knowledgeable, but the way he looks, other It's hard to say, but if Voldemort really wanted to do something to him when he was young, I don't think he could resist."

The night wind at four in the morning blew Dumbledore's robes, and he seemed very happy that Sherlock could ask such a question.

"Before you became a professor at Hogwarts, four years ago, he was planning to **** that thing. But I don't think the Philosopher's Stone is as good as the Horcrux's appetite for Voldemort, for a number of reasons. "

"Elixir of life does prolong life, but it must be drunk often, and forever, to remain immortal."

"Then Voldemort would be completely dependent on the medicine, and if it ran out or became contaminated, or if the Philosopher's Stone was stolen, he would die like everyone else."

"Voldemort likes to act alone. He has never regarded his subordinates as allies or reliable partners, but more as tools. I believe he will find dependence intolerable, even if it is an elixir of life."

"Of course he was willing to drink it four years ago to get out of the horrible half-dead state he was in when he attacked Harry, but that's just to regain the flesh."

"After that, I believe that he still intends to continue to rely on his Horcrux. He doesn't need anything else, as long as he can regain a human body. He is immortal... or closer to immortality than anyone else. ."

Sherlock followed Dumbledore, thinking as he walked.

"He has always only trusted himself, and never gave this trust to anyone else, not even a dead thing like the Philosopher's Stone."

"It may be his innate habit, or it may be a character that he has developed through experience," Dumbledore said.

There are many uneven rocks on the ground. When he is not using magic, Dumbledore is an elderly man. It is very inconvenient to walk on such a road. Sherlock is helping him at the right time.

"Even when it comes to picking items to be Horcruxes, it's the same. Voldemort likes to collect souvenirs, he likes items with powerful magic and historical significance."

"His pride, his sense of superiority, his determination to claim his astonishing place in the history of magic, all make me think that Voldemort would choose his Horcruxes carefully, preferring objects worthy of the honor."

"The four treasures of the four founders are very attractive to Voldemort, and the other three have a high probability of getting him, but I am sure that the only known relic of Gryffindor is safe and sound."

Sherlock was a little puzzled.

"Isn't that Sorting Hat also a Gryffindor relic?"

"Because the Sorting Hat itself is not just a hat that can sing and can identify people's qualities, it is actually the same thing as the Gryffindor sword. The hat is actually the scabbard of the sword, which is why The year the Chamber of Secrets was opened, I'll let Fox carry that hat to you."

As they walked and chatted, they had come to a cliff. Valley Indica

"Actually, you don't have to worry about me tripping over these stones at all. Although my physical fitness is indeed inferior to those of you young people after getting older, I am not old enough to walk."

Dumbledore was not being modest, his actions did not seem to match his appearance, the pace of action was vigorous, more like a young man.

"Is this where Riddle's orphanage used to be?"

Looking at the surrounding environment, Sherlock found it hard to believe that the United Kingdom was at least an economic power in modern times, how could the social welfare system be so poor.

Dumbledore explained.

"Not here, to be sure. Halfway up the cliffs behind us, there's a place that's barely a village."

"They took the orphans there to breathe the sea air and look at the waves, and I think only Tom Riddle and the kids he bullied have ever been to where we are now."

"It's impossible for Muggles to climb this big rock unless they're very good at it, boats can't get close to the cliffs, the surrounding waters are too dangerous. I can imagine how Riddle got up, magic must be better than ropes, He also brought two small children, presumably for the pleasure of terrorizing them."

At last they stood on the largest rock, and Dumbledore drew his wand and cast the Lighting Charm.

The dark stone wall was illuminated by soft fluorescence, and they also saw a long and narrow crack.

The sea water poured into the crack, swirled in it, and flowed into the deeper place.

"I followed Riddle's childhood to find this place, but it wasn't enough on my own. We're going to get up to speed, Sherlock, it's school day, and we're going back early for the entrance dinner. You You shouldn't mind getting your clothes wet."

Sherlock didn't care, of course, and when Dumbledore asked the question, he himself had his wand in his mouth, and then slid gently from the pebble into the sea, towards the dark crack in the rock's surface. swim away. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The old body didn't seem to care about the cold water at all, and Sherlock followed behind him, right behind him.

Soon, the crack turned into a dark passage, and Sherlock could see that the passage would definitely be filled with sea water at high tide.

The slimy rock walls were only three feet apart on either side, gleaming wet like tar under the flash of Dumbledore's wand, and a little further in, the dark passage turned to the left, and you could see It reaches all the way to the deepest part of the cliff.

In this way, they walked for about a few minutes, and Sherlock saw Dumbledore standing up straight from the water in front of him, his silver-white hair and black robe reflecting the light of the water.

This is a cave, and there are layers of high stone steps underwater that allow them to walk into the center of the cave.

Dumbledore held the still glowing wand and carefully observed the walls and top of the cave, while Sherlock used magic to dry the two's soaked robes again.

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