The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 427 Horcrux Collection Progress: 37

"Headmaster Dumbledore, why is the Black Lake competition scheduled before Christmas? Do you plan to let the players go for winter swimming?"

Several people sat in the principal's office for the third time, enjoying exquisite refreshments and conversing.

"Ah, I did overlook this point, but compared with the previous games, this game is just a fun."

Dumbledore spread his hands helplessly.

"Indeed, this is the best time for the two of them to play."

Zhang Qi said with great agreement.

"Miss Shen can play music, and those mermaids admire music very much. If Miss Shen's playing skills are good enough, the mermaids will even be willing to return the hostages directly."

"As for Astoria, I'm not sure what method she will use to rescue you, but I believe that with Miss Greengrass's intelligence, she will definitely achieve a good result in this game."

Dumbledore said to the three of them.

"So, where are we now in collecting the fragments?"

Zhang Qi took out a tattered diary from his pocket and threw it on the table. It was a cowhide diary that looked very old, with a large hole pierced by a sharp weapon in the middle.

"The current progress is three."

Dumbledore also placed the Ravenclaw diadem on the table, and then took out a locket set with emeralds from his pocket.

"Mr. Slytherin specifically told me the subtleties of this locket before we left. He said it was better for us to understand, but I suspect that he was just afraid that we would use his purification magic. The use is relatively rough and we are worried that we will damage his family heirloom."

Dumbledore said with a headache.

"Seven is a very magical number. We have now found half of the Horcruxes."

"The gold cup is still locked in the Lestrange family's vault. I have no way to get this thing out of the hands of those goblins, at least not legally."

"Then why don't you try an illegal method? No one will find out anyway."

Zhang Qi sighed helplessly.

After the old man parted ways with Grindelwald when he was young, he firmly believed that no evil thing should be touched. This way of thinking became more old-fashioned in his old age.

"Doing whatever you want will definitely lead to greed. I am a person in a high position. I cannot bear the consequences of greed. I think you should understand what I mean, kid."

Dumbledore sighed slightly.

"That's just because you are not strong-willed. The more you are afraid of something, the more likely it will happen."

Zhang Qi said very calmly.

"Perhaps, when you can really decide the fate of others, you will find that power is indeed a fatal temptation."

Dumbledore shook his head, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

"Then we have three targets left. Mr. Hilbert, use your ability to predict and see where they are."

"I already have some determination, but I can't tell you because I have a glimpse of the possibility of fate."

Zhang Qi immediately waved his hand.

"There is a Horcrux that is a fatal temptation for you. I saw in the possibility of the future that you fell into a trap because of being confused, and finally died under a green light."

"For your safety, let's wait until I have some free time and let's go search together."

Zhang Qi briefly described the story in the original work, and Dumbledore immediately fell into deep thought.

"Did you take a divination class this semester?"

Gu BoDumbledore suddenly asked.

"Of course I chose it. This is a water course that allows for mixed credits, and the scores are very high, so I will naturally choose it."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah, I hope you can communicate more with Professor Trelawney. She also has the blood of a true prophet flowing in her body. So far, all the predictions she has made are almost correct."

Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"Professor Trelawney is a descendant of the prophet from Northern Europe. Her bloodline concentration is already very low. There will be some deviations in the predictions, but they are extremely accurate."

The prophecies of Trelawney's professor are always very strange, as if you will accidentally fall on the ground tomorrow, knock off your teeth, and bleed all over the floor. Her prophecies can accurately predict this event.

But her prophecy will show you lying on the ground in a pool of blood, not knowing whether you are alive or dead.

Although this prediction is indeed very accurate, it is outrageous!

Because this prediction will be extremely misleading, although all the clues are facts, you will definitely not be able to guess the real result after they are mixed together.

Therefore, Zhang Qi still hopes that the wheel of history can move forward on the right path, so that he can feel more relaxed in the future.

I just don’t know if the world’s will will have some prejudice against me...

"Let's talk about this competition."

Dumbledore knocked on the table.

"Well, since the last time you two almost strangled the teacher in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the impostor has become a lot more honest. According to my monitoring, he has been afraid to go out at night recently." .

“Do your parables reveal who he is”?

Dumbledore asked.

"Little Barty Crouch, his mother took Polyjuice Potion and replaced her son with herself. After all, those disgusting undead only know that one person went in and another person came out, and they can't tell the difference. Who is who?"

Zhang Qi scratched Dumbledore's headmaster's desk with his nails, leaving no scratches on the hard acacia wood.

"The real Moody should be under house arrest, and is probably hidden in a box that has been cast with a space extension spell. The plan to control Barty Jr. must be put on the agenda. He has recently seriously threatened Aspen. Tolia’s safety”.

Zhang Qi seemed to be in a bad mood. Under the regulation of dragon hormones, Zhang Qi's nails suddenly became hard and sharp. The sharp nails left a deep scratch on the table, which made Dumbledore look at him. Jump straight.

"At Christmas I will take advantage of the dance to do it myself, and you can enjoy your time. After all, that is the day you propose."

Dumbledore blinked rarely.

"Ah? Are you two progressing so fast?"

Shen Jian scratched his head in confusion.

"Are you envious or what?"

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes, and then suddenly let out a sigh.

"Principal Dumbledore, you should be the only one of the four people here who has experience in confessing. Can you tell me what to do?"

Zhang Qi slightly asked helplessly.

"Ah, this, ah"...

Dumbledore muttered for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything useful.