The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 723

"Interesting memory...I think you're talking about the memory of me fighting with other people?" Dumbledore asked with a laugh.

"That's right meow!"

Mao Mao nodded his head as a matter of course, "Fishu can't see interesting stories, so he will never leave meow!"

Dumbledore hesitated for a while, and finally sighed helplessly and said, "Okay..."

He raised his wand and inserted the tip into his silver hair, close to his temple. When he pulled out his wand, there seemed to be some strands of hair sticking to the tip of the wand, but in reality, it was actually a small strand of silvery-white matter the same as in the basin.

Dumbledore added this new memory to the basin, then took the Pensieve and turned it like a gold digger turning a sand table...

The young Dumbledore flashed in the basin, and then an unfamiliar face appeared, and then there seemed to be a few spells of light flashing, and finally, the silver substance in the basin returned to calm, restoring the kind of A strange state of being like a gas and like a liquid.

Dumbledore held the Pensieve and stared absently at the slowly turning silver substance in the basin for a while, but only regained his senses after Fish's urging.

"Albus! Show Feixu the fight, meow!"

Cat Mao slapped the tabletop and shouted loudly.

"Ah... okay," Dumbledore put down the Pensieve in his hand and stepped aside, "I won't go in together this time."

Fei Xu didn't care whether Dumbledore would follow or not, the cat, who couldn't wait, stuck his head in when the Pensieve was just put down.

Hermione smiled apologetically at Dumbledore, and followed into the memory.

Harry and Ron hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back their curiosity, and followed them one after another.

After several little wizards entered the Pensieve, Dumbledore sat back in his seat, put his fingers under his twisted nose, and looked at the wall in front of him without focus, as if he was lost in memory among.

It was the third time I entered my memory tonight. Even Ron, who had just experienced it for the first time, was already used to the tumbling feeling of falling. He quickly looked around without any adjustment after he got his feet on the ground.

Soon, they saw Dumbledore with the appearance of a middle-aged man not far away, and he was confronting a wizard of his age.

They both stared at each other, wands clenched in their hands, and although they didn't say a word, Harry and the others could feel the tension in the air around them.

Of course, Fish was obviously an exception, or, even if he felt this tense atmosphere, he would not take it to heart.

"Fight! Fight!"

Cat Mao knew that he could not influence the characters in his memory, so he danced around without any scruples.

Soon, Dumbledore and the wizard on the opposite side moved. The two raised their wands almost at the same time. There was no standard waving movement, and there was no sound of spelling.

At the same time, the two used protective spells, apparitions, corresponding unlocking spells, and their own evasion actions to easily resolve the spells fired by the other side.

And those deflected or evaded spells hit the stone brick ground and nearby buildings, blasting huge potholes, proving that the power of these spells should not be underestimated.

After a brief but far from simple fight, Dumbledore and the man swapped positions, and then fell into a deadlock again.

"...My God!" Ron had been holding his breath since the two fought, and only now did he let out a long breath, "Who is this person? How could he be on a par with Dumbledore! ' he exclaimed, gasping for air.

"I don't know, I only know that if I were to face any of them, it wouldn't last for ten seconds." Harry's eyes were fixed on the confrontation, and he was reluctant to move away.

Originally, because of the activities of the Cats Club and the battle with Voldemort, Harry was more or less proud of his own strength, but after watching the showdown between the two, he realized his fighting skills. How ridiculous.

"I don't know if it's my illusion..." Harry hesitated for a moment, then said, "Voldemort doesn't seem to be as strong as any of them."

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Ron rolled his eyes and said as a matter of course: "Dumbledore is the person Mysterio fears the most, and that person can be indistinguishable from Dumbledore, and his strength is higher than Mystery. Reasonable... just don't know who he is..."

He suddenly remembered the tragic experience of being held by Hermione to turn the book in the first grade, shivered subconsciously, and then blurted out: "Could it be Nicole LeMay?"

"Probably not, he doesn't look much like Nico Lemay from the Chocolate Frogs." Harry looked at the wizard's face carefully, then shook his head gently.

Just as the two were talking, Dumbledore and the unknown wizard fought for several more rounds. Some of the magic spells they used, Harry and the others didn't even recognize them.

It's just that although the battle was fierce, the result was the same as before.

Harry and the others are naturally inclined towards Dumbledore, so even if they know that Dumbledore is still alive and well, they are still secretly cheering for him.

And Fei Xu didn't think about it so much. Such an intense and high-level battle made Mao Mao look elated and enthusiastic. He wished the two could fight for a while longer. Who wins and who loses is not important to him at all!

The wild nature of the cat was already motivated by the battle between the two at this time. He danced excitedly while watching, and even before he knew it, his nails and teeth became sharp.

"Hit it in the head! Stupid! Restrict his movement! Why don't you use Transfiguration? Just made a block of ice or poured a layer of oil under Albus's feet, and he's going to be in bad luck, meow! It's stupid meow! "

While Fish was punching and kicking in the air, he was still giving advice loudly to both parties. The excited cat had long forgotten that the people in his memory couldn't hear his voice at all.

"I may know who this person is..." Hermione, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke up.

Fei Xu, who was still excitedly cheering on both sides, reacted faster than Harry and Ron, who were curious about the identity of the person, jumped to her side, and asked anxiously, "Who is who? Tell Fei quickly. Xu Miao!"

"Gellert Grindelwald, the Dark Lord of the first generation." Hermione said dryly. "Dumbledore beat him in 1945 and put him in Nurmengard."

After Hermione's reminder, Harry and Ron both remembered that Rita Skeeter had mentioned in the newspaper that Fish's cat head symbol might be the symbol of the third generation of the Dark Lord, and after that they also By the way, I learned about the first-generation Dark Lord, but I didn't take it too seriously at the time.

And Fish also remembered the name, because Dumbledore gave him the magic pocket, which is said to be one of the rewards he got for defeating Grindelwald.

"Where is Nurmengard? Fish is going to fight with Grindelwald!"

?Recommended ticket??Monthly ticket?

Chapter end