Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 269: Recovery method

A shiny oak wood door was opened silently, and the only movement was the brass door knocker in the shape of a lion and eagle head and the crisp knock of the door itself.

The visitor is Dumbledore. The third project is over and he returned to his office.

He looked a little languid, and he had a considerable contrast from the usual spirited, tall and straight figure, but at this time he was also a little rickety.

It can be seen that his mood is not very good, and some of his body is a little tired.

This is inevitable. There was a battle with Voldemort. For ordinary wizards, even if they survived, they have exhausted their best. Even if this person is Dumbledore, it does not mean that he is Can be taken lightly.

What's more, no matter how energetic he is, he is already an old man who has lived for more than a century, and his energy must be reduced a lot compared to his prime.

"Are you back? Professor Dumbledore?" A young boy's voice came from not far away.

The owner of the voice is Malfoy. He is teasing Dumbledore's phoenix pet at this time. At this time, Fox is in his prime of life, and the bright red feathers make it look vigorous.

The phoenix on the perching branch was jumping up and down, because Malfoy was using his wand to summon fiery fireballs to feed it.

"Fox, that's enough, be careful not to digest it." Dumbledore shook his head, getting closer.

Fox stopped his eating behavior immediately and obediently, but still used his spiritual gaze, looking at Malfoy with some expectation, and seemed to have a lot of affection for the boy.

It is a very intelligent creature. It knows that its owner trusts the young boy quite a bit. It also set up an extra password for him in the principal’s office so that he can enter and exit here at any time, so it’s no surprise .

Otherwise, this phoenix wouldn't mind a cameo as a guard when facing an untrusted outsider.

"Okay, let's talk about it, Professor Dumbledore, I guess the plan is definitely not as smooth as we thought." Malfoy found a wooden chair at random and sat down, waiting for his spare time, sitting on his shoulders. Waiting for Dumbledore's reply.

"It is true. An accident happened in the process." Dumbledore shook his head.

Malfoy's fists clenched suddenly, and then quickly released. He restrained his somewhat depressed and sad mood, and asked calmly, "What's the accident?"

The long-planned plan failed. It made him feel a distorted sense of loss and unreality, but it seemed logical. After all, he couldn’t control everything. The storm of butterfly wings would only get bigger and bigger. It is difficult for people to control and predict.

"Harry's blood was not used in Voldemort's resurrection. I don't know what happened. He was resurrected ahead of time." Dumbledore pushed his lens, his expression full of helplessness.

Malfoy's brow furrowed when he heard that, his thin lips tightened, as if thinking about something.

"Why?" Malfoy asked.

"I don't know." Dumbledore pushed his half-moon lens, his tone deeper and deeper.

"What about the snake?" the boy continued, and he needed more information.

"Voldemort was very alert. When I appeared, he immediately ordered the python to disappear from the battlefield. In the end he even took away Peter Pettigrew." Dumbledore still shook his head.

"He seemed to be able to feel my peeping all the time, but he was not sure." Dumbledore said, "I felt his defense and caution, so I can’t get too close, and I don’t know why he was ahead of time. Resurrection. After he was resurrected in advance, it would be meaningless for Harry to appear again, but at this time the game had already started, and I didn’t dare to rush back to stop the progress easily. Suppose Harry got the door key on the way back. Unthinkable."

"So I took the initiative to show up, hoping to subdue him, even if the hope is a little bleak." Dumbledore shook his head, closing his eyelids when speaking, looking very sleepy.

"At that time, many Death Eaters began to appear around him. He summoned the Dark Mark. Since our plan has failed, I can only stop loss. If I can subdue him, it would be a good one. The result." Dumbledore continued.

"His strength is declining badly, I feel it." Dumbledore explained a fact that should be gratifying.

"Of course I know." Malfoy said heartily.

A few years ago, Voldemort’s father’s ashes were replaced by him in order to weaken his strength. He didn’t think of taking them all, but this might force Voldemort to think of other ways. Cause other variables.

Even if Voldemort is a ray of remnant soul, it is difficult to catch him.

Beat and kill are two concepts. The endless black magic and more than ten years of escape career must have further tempered his escape skills.

In order to reduce Voldemort's strength, he even put a lot of effort on Peter Pettigrew. When he temporarily became a hero that everyone praised, secretly, this poor mouse no longer knew how to eat in his stomach. How many potions Snape had put in for him.

I just want to be able to maximize the strength of Voldemort to be restrained within an acceptable range.

Now it seems that this goal has been achieved, and Dumbledore’s judgment is of course extremely accurate.

Unfortunately, people's hearts are unpredictable, and Malfoy would not guess now that the hatred and a little coincidence from Peter Pettigrew actually broke everyone's expectations.

Voldemort lost a "perfect" resurrection because of him.

And Malfoy, they also lost an opportunity to add a fatal weakness to Voldemort.

"But he eventually ran away, didn't he?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows.

"He will do whatever he can to restore his strength, not only from his own body, but also with foreign objects." Malfoy stared at Dumbledore's blue eyes and said.

"Foreign objects..." Dumbledore murmured, immediately thinking of what is most important to most wizards.

"The magic wand? Dumbledore asked tentatively, and then as if suddenly thinking of something, his face was instantly pale.

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"It seems you have already thought about it, Professor." Malfoy said lightly, "I have two plans now. Would you like to listen to them?"

"Of course, I would like to hear more." Dumbledore said.

......

"It's too cruel." After a long time, Dumbledore sighed. He listened to Malfoy's plan and walked to Fox's perching branch, gently stroking its feathers, as if this would allow him I also calm down.

"Perhaps, but I think it's pretty good, and an extra experience would be nice, isn't it?" Malfoy said lightly.

"It's just that when I'm away, I hope you can take care of it." Malfoy added.

"Of course, this is my responsibility." Dumbledore pressed his ten fingertips together, and said solemnly, astonishing light burst into his azure blue eyes.