Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 223 Using a portrait as a professor? Remembering the deceased!

When Dumbledore heard Dudley's criticism, his face flushed red with embarrassment, and he tried to defend himself by saying:

"Isn't it because I have too many things to do and am too busy? Besides, I also need to remotely control my clone! That takes up my energy too."

“But this drawback doesn’t exist when using a portrait,” Dudley added with pinpoint accuracy.

Dumbledore choked, and after a long pause, he said with a laugh, as if begging for mercy, "Dullie, you should know that I am 109 years old this year. My strength has not declined, but my energy and physical strength are really not up to par."

You gave me inspiration. I can create a large portrait of myself, and infuse it with my will, thoughts, memories, and the advanced knowledge I've learned from Muggle talents.

This portrait will forever retain the passion I had when I was a professor in my youth, as well as all the excellent and bright thoughts and wisdom I have accumulated over the past hundred years, without a trace of dross or obscure ideas.

He is definitely more suitable than me to be the professor of the 'Great Wizard's Cognitive Enhancement Course', and he can, like Professor Binns, continue to be the professor for thousands of years.

And even if I were to personally become this professor, how many years could I hold that position?

Dudley was moved by Dumbledore's words, but he showed no sign of sentimentality, replying firmly, even with a hint of the sinister:

"I agree that you can use portraits in your lessons, but if you think you'll die in a few years, that's just wishful thinking!"

As he spoke, Dudley used Transfiguration to enlarge the cup on Dumbledore's table, making it almost the size of a wine barrel. He then used the 'Clear Water' spell to condense a whole barrel of clear water, and his hands glowed red, imbuing it with the power of the Elixir of Immortality.

"Drink it all! Don't leave a drop! After you finish, get back to work! If you die, I will resurrect you and let you continue working!"

Dudley said with absolute firmness.

“Okay, I will drink it.” Dumbledore smiled helplessly. “If my family were resurrected, I would like to live a few more years to be with them and make amends for the mistakes I have made.”

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he first moved the barrel of the elixir of immortality away, without rushing to drink it.

He then changed the subject, saying, "I will take care of the matters concerning Severus and Horace. I will inform you when I leave Hogwarts."

I will also have the entire Western magical world launch a massive manhunt for that Chinese secret cultivator who kidnapped Voldemort's soul fragment, and try my best to get my hands on that evil magical artifact.

Arthur replied to me overnight, saying that he and Molly would send Lupin to Hogwarts by this afternoon at the latest, so that he could receive detoxification and treatment along with Moody.

You will be the main speaker at the playground this morning, and I and several professors will fully support you.

besides……"

"You should also continue to study the clone magic. This technique is very useful. Even if you can only create clones with only a fraction of the original's strength, it will be of great help to our future actions and defense."

Dudley interjected, "Of course, semi-finished products like these plaster statues are absolutely unacceptable."

“I will continue my research!” Dumbledore agreed.

He rubbed his head again, and naturally pulled out a few white hairs, making him look somewhat pitiful.

Seeing this, Dudley was about to force Old Deng to drink the medicine to prevent him from dying suddenly before he mastered the conceptually enhanced version of the Restoration Spell.

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore preemptively started a new topic: "Dudley, Nagini should be in your personal space, right? Can you let me see him?"

Dudley understood that Dumbledore wanted to reminisce about the past, but Nagini clearly couldn't comprehend Dumbledore's feelings now.

As he drew circles in the air, activating his personal space, he gave a reminder:

“Dumbledore, you may be disappointed. Nagini now only has the instincts of a beast and has no memory of his past as a human being.”

“Dali, you have indeed seen Nagini’s past.”

She was a pitiful child, just like my nephew Credence. I had forgotten what she looked like in her serpent form, which is why I couldn't immediately make a judgment based on Barty's memories.

Dumbledore said with a touch of sadness.

If it weren't for so many regrets, Nagini would probably be living as his niece-in-law now.

Instead of becoming a heartless, murderous beast.

At this moment, Dali had already taken out Nagini from his personal space. Nagini was bound hand and foot and his snake body and soul were seriously injured.

It was placed on the floor of the principal's office.

Dumbledore quickly got up to check and casually retracted his half-finished clone.

The giant serpent Nagini is currently in a coma and on the verge of death.

"Heal quickly! Recover rapidly!"

Dudley and Dumbledore immediately used powerful healing and resurrection spells to treat Nagini.

Dudley also took out some Muggle-specific veterinary medicine from his personal space and injected it into Nagini. It took quite a bit of effort for Nagini to slowly wake up.

As a result, the first thing Nagini did upon waking up was to open its mouth and bite Dalli.

Dali was furious! He raised his hand and punched Nagini's snake head hard, making it distinguish between the king and the queen.

"Hiss... hiss hiss..."

The giant snake Nagini stared with fierce snake eyes, constantly flicking its tongue and making sounds.

What is it saying?

Dudley asked, as far as he knew, Dumbledore, though not very good at Parsleyan, could understand snakes and Parsleyan language.

“She…” Dumbledore was speechless, his expression somewhat embarrassed.

Dudley glanced at Dumbledore's expression and immediately guessed the answer: "Is he cursing me? What a cold-blooded animal, he doesn't appreciate kindness."

If I hadn't saved it, it would be stuck in the Thousand Soul Banner with Voldemort's split soul right now! How could it possibly have the ability to speak with that snake's mouth?

Unable to withstand the force, Dali reached out and struck Nagini's snake head again.

Now, Nagini spat out his tongue and spoke more frequently, clearly using even harsher language.

"Dumbledore, do you still want to reminisce with this snake?"

Dudley asked, using the 'Petrify All' spell to make Nagini stiffen and become obedient.

"There are indeed no conditions for that right now, and even if we could communicate, I wouldn't know what to say to her."

Credence, my nephew, Aurelius Dumbledore of our family, has passed away.

Dumbledore became even more melancholy.

"So many years have passed. Instead of being sad, we should continue to work hard and master the method of extracting the soul fragments from the Horcrux as soon as possible!"

"Then, whether it's Nagini, or your nephew, sister, and parents, I can restore them with a wave of my hand. And reunite you and your brother!"

Dudley knew that wallowing in sadness was useless.

If they are powerless to help, then it's good for them to have a good cry to vent their emotions.

But they clearly have a solution, so there's no need to be sad. They should turn their sorrow into motivation!