Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

Dumbledore suddenly appeared next to Mo Bai, and winked at him upon hearing this.

"It's always a bit of a privilege to be a headmaster, isn't it?"

"cut."

Mo Bai curled his lips in disdain, you have a reason.

"Then how do you know I'm here? You don't follow me, do you?"

"Nothing escapes me at Hogwarts."

"Then why don't you know where the secret room is?"

Speaking of this, Dumbledore showed a rare embarrassment, "There are always exceptions."

"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I have a slight connection with this castle. I can check the situation in the castle through some special channels, but the secret room and the room of response are not included."

"In other words, you can't see what I did in the Room of Requirement?"

"This is true."

Mobai squinted at Dumbledore, he found that Old Deng was just like his own old man, he didn't know which sentence was true and which sentence was false.

"Then why didn't you find out that the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets was Lockhart?"

He nuzzled at the corpse in the corner.

This sentence made Dumbledore embarrassed again. After all, no matter how strong he is, he is only a human being, and it is impossible to pay attention to all corners of the castle 24 hours a day.

As for why he appeared here at this time, it was because he really had been paying attention to Mo Bai for almost 24 hours.

Mo Bai also knew this well, but the two of them maintained a good tacit understanding and did not break it.

He couldn't beat Dumbledore, and his life at Hogwarts was quite comfortable. He didn't want to leave Hermione and return to that dark castle to face an old man all day long.

Mo Bai sighed, and asked the last question helplessly.

"Then why don't you let me kill this basilisk?"

"If you kill the Basilisk Hogwarts students, wouldn't it be safe? Don't say it's because I won't let me kill..."

He pointed at the basilisk, "This is a ferocious beast. I won't let me kill it. Are you going to make me a vegetarian in the future?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "That's not true," he looked at the struggling basilisk in mid-air, "Since he was blinded by you, I want him to become a trial."

"Trial?"

Mo Bai looked at the old man in surprise, "Who is the trial for?"

Dumbledore's eyes were deep, "Harry Potter."

Harry Potter?That silly boy?

Uh, maybe compared to Ron, he might be a little smarter?
"Why on earth are you paying so much attention to Harry?"

Mo Bai frowned, "Just because he killed Voldemort when he was a baby? You don't really believe that a baby can kill an adult wizard, do you?"

"Of course not," Dumbledore said with a smile on his face, "but it's the truth."

Seeing Mo Bai's puzzled face, the old man stroked his beard.

"Actually, it's because of a prophecy."

As for the prophecy, if Mo Bai had just crossed over, he might scoff at it, but now that he has inherited some of the old man's prophecy power, he has to admit it.

The prophecy of this world still has some credibility.

"Twelve years ago, when Tom..."

Seeing that Dumbledore was about to start his long lecture again, Mo Bai hurriedly stopped him.

"Professor, although I really want to hear you going down, but..." He gestured to his right arm which was still raised.

"I'm still casting spells to control this beast, why don't you help me deal with it before continuing with your 'class'?"

His Transfiguration Charm had to be instilled with magic power to entangle the basilisk, otherwise, without his magic power, the stone pythons were just lifeless stones, and the basilisk could easily escape control.

Dumbledore snorted, and turned to look at the dead basilisk entangled in mid-air.

"Excellent Transfiguration Charm, Bai."

Mo Bai pouted, "Thank you for your compliment, Old Deng."

Dumbledore laughed and held out his bony right hand.

"You can let go."

Mo Bai put down his hand, and sure enough, without his magic supply, the basilisk struggled twice and knocked the giant python around it to pieces, and rushed towards Mo Bai again.

But this time Mobai already had Dumbledore beside him.

The old man drew a circle in front of him with his fingers, and the basilisk rushed towards him angrily, but the ground under him suddenly turned into a swamp, and his huge figure sank instantly.

At this time, Dumbledore pressed down with one hand, and the swamp instantly returned to the ground, while the basilisk could only be stuck on the ground, leaving only one head roaring at the two angrily, but unable to move.

"Okay, what did I just say?"

The two ignored the roaring basilisk and continued on their own.

"You mean Voldemort 12 years ago."

"Yes, 12 years ago, Tom..."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore stopped again, and he frowned at Mobai.

"How do you know Voldemort's real name is Tom?"

Voldemort's real name is very little known to other wizards except those who lived in Hogwarts back then.

And Voldemort is also ashamed of his real name, and never reveals his real name in front of outsiders.

With the character of the school professor, he should not tell the students Voldemort's real name casually.

As for Gellert, with that guy's arrogance, Dumbledore even felt that Voldemort hadn't caught his eye at all.

Mo Bai pointed to the notebook in the corner, "Your former student's notebook is there, and there is still a remnant soul in it," he said with a smile, "I guess your lovely student is not dead yet."

Dumbledore's pupils contracted, and with a gesture of his hand, the notebook flew directly into his hand.

As soon as he started, the old man's brows were knotted.

Mo Bai was still at the side making up the sword, "This thing is a Horcrux, right?"

Dumbledore glanced at him, "Gellert told you?"

"Well, the old man mentioned it."

"It is said that this thing can keep people from dying, and it is said that it can live forever, Barabara."

"What do you think."

Mo Bai glanced at the notebook in his hand with disdain, "The old man and I both think it's nonsense."

"The soul is the source of magic power. To split the soul and put it in a container is a self-destructive way."

"Even if you don't die," Mo Bai curled his lips, "That won't make you stronger. The person who can kill you once will be able to kill you a second time. Is it fun to die?"

"You see it clearly."

There was relief in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Someone wants to kill you, become stronger and kill him and it's over. Why do you do so many fancy things?"

"..."

Mo Bai gave the old man a strange look, "Didn't you teach Voldemort? Why don't you even know such a simple truth."

Dumbledore sighed, "Maybe, he is too afraid of death."

Mo Bai doesn't think so, the splitting of the soul is killing, and it's not an ordinary killing, it must be cruel to kill innocent people.

Only in this way can the soul be stimulated and split open.

What he has always followed is that if people do not attack me, I will not attack others. If people attack me, they will kill you even if you flee to the ends of the earth.

But to kill innocent people for their own lives.

Tsk tsk, just a coward who is afraid of death.