Chapter 2 Albus Dumbledore

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　For people in London, today is obviously not a happy day. An unknown energy body roared across London and wreaked havoc in the streets and alleys.

　　The huge billboard was lightly scraped, creating a huge gash, and even the wall below the billboard was scratched with deep pits.

　　The dilapidated walls silently said thank you for your patronage. After all, no one could bear to say that he would do it again after looking at that miserable appearance...

　　Egger's mind was in chaos, and his eyes were dark. He didn't know what he was doing, he just felt restless in his heart.

　　The panicked screams of people reached his ears, but Egg gradually came back to his senses. He found that he was flying in the sky at an extremely fast speed, but he could not see his body, only the boiling black mist.

　　Stop it!

　　Egger yelled in panic, and then he dodged and landed in a small alley, and the black fog around him gradually disappeared.

　　Egg panted in horror, calmed down the throbbing deep in his heart, and fled in a panic along the alley.

　　Just as Egg disappeared, there were two loud bangs in the alley, and two men in robes instantly appeared where Egg was.

　　"Where did he go?" A man with a dark face looked around: "Oh my God... the Obscurus! This power is really terrifying!"

　　"Don't worry, Kingsley..." a small man next to him advised: "The Obscurials are all children. As long as they don't transform, there will be no problem. They can be easily dealt with."

　　Kingsley held his wand and glanced at his colleagues helplessly: "Only children can't defeat you, Delis..."

　　"That's why I don't want to go on a mission with you, you are too upright..." Delis shrugged, and swept the wand around in his hand. A series of clear footprints suddenly appeared in the alley, and Egg appeared to be running away in a panic. In front of the two people: "Go this way."

　　…

　　The shower in the air gradually subsided, but Egg felt a chill in his body.

　　He didn't dare to go back to the orphanage. The situation just now was too bad. The shop was destroyed and the street was destroyed by himself. The only thing Iger could do was not to hurt innocent people.

　　The sound of footsteps came not far behind him, and Ige suddenly turned his head to look at the person coming. Before he could see clearly, the person raised his hand towards Ige.

　　"Collapse!" The man with the head pointed a short staff at Iger, and Iger suddenly jumped to the side, avoiding the oncoming red light.

　　"Don't touch Delis!" Kingsley hurriedly stopped Delis: "That's just a child!"

　　Delis hesitated for a moment and took back the wand in his hand.

　　Egg frowned as he looked at the two of them: "Are you... here to catch me?"

　　"We need to take you to treatment, kid." Kingsley stepped forward, showing his kindness as much as possible to prevent the other party from transforming again when he got excited.

　　Egger immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Give me a reason why I should go with you."

　　"We are Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. You are an Obscurial. We need to take you for treatment, otherwise it will be difficult for you to survive. Obscurials generally live less than ten years old." Kingsley tried his best to keep his words More simple and clear.

　　Egger was stunned for a moment, Ministry of Magic? Auror? Isn't this from the book?

　　Have you traveled through time?

　　Egg looked at the two men in front of him. He was quite receptive, but he was still a little worried and asked: "What are your... names?"

　　"My name is Kingsley, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and this is my colleague, Delis." Kingsley said kindly.

　　That's it! A note from the Order of the Phoenix…

　　Egg nodded: "Let's leave quickly, lest I die..."

　　Kingsley was stunned for a moment and looked at the young man who was on guard just now with some surprise.

　　"Also...I hope you can help me send a letter to my old dean to tell her not to worry about me. There is also a beautiful woman named Aisha Smith. She loves me to death. I must not let her know that I am She's sick, it's best to tell her that I'm going on a long trip..." Iger rambled on, while the two Aurors on the side looked at her in shock.

　　The pain in Egg's heart!

　　It doesn't matter if you couldn't live past twenty in your previous life, but if you can't live past ten in this life, it's too much, right?

　　God knows what the Obscurus is! Didn't he only appear in the Deathly Hallows finale in his previous life? Where did the silent ones come from?

　　Harry Potter VIII: Harry Potter and his son who did not live to be ten years old?

　　The name is a bit confusing...

　　Kingsley looked at the boy in front of him, a little surprised at the other's calmness, and then stretched out his hand: "Take my hand, we need to apparate."

　　Egg nodded and reached out to hold Kingsley's arm. Then a feeling of dizziness hit him. Egg felt like he was transforming...

　　It was as if it had been squeezed and stuffed into the water pipe, and then flushed into the toilet with a swirl. After the toilet was flushed, there was naturally a burst of pleasure, and then there was a glass display cabinet in front of me that was looking at it sinisterly. The statue inside was startled.

　　"Where is this?" Egg turned to look at Kingsley.

　　"St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, although it is a magic hospital, there is no way to treat Obscurus here. I can only say that I will bring you here for recuperation." Kingsley smiled.

　　"Your comfort is not very pleasant." Iger shook his head: "Where is your colleague?"

　　"Delix? He has to go back to the Ministry of Magic to make a report. After all, you made a lot of trouble. Six streets were blown up by you. Fortunately, no one died. This is simply a miracle!" Kingsley smiled.

　　"It's the best I can do not to hurt other people. It all depends on people. This is not a miracle." Iger shook his head.

　　"This is good news, it means you can still be saved, doesn't it?" Kingsley laughed: "If you can really master the Obscurus and survive, then your future will be absolutely limitless, I swear to you , so don't die."

　　"My life is very hard and no one can take it away." Egger smiled brightly.

　　"I hope so, what's your name?" Kingsley lowered his head and looked at Egg.

　　"Iger Morriss." Iger smiled.

　　"Vicious eggs?" Kingsley was stunned when he heard this.

　　"You are the poisonous egg!" Egger kicked Kingsley's thick calf, but his thin body did not bring any pain to Kingsley, but made Kingsley find him interesting.

　　"As you can see, Mr. Poisonous Egg needs to check the Obscurus in his body." Kingsley said while looking at the puppet in the glass window.

　　Egg stared at the puppet closely, and then saw the puppet in front of him nodded slightly.

　　"Let's go in." Kingsley led Iger towards the front and passed through the glass window in front of him. The surroundings suddenly became extremely noisy.

　　Egg saw strange patients queuing up to register. When he saw a gloomy wizard holding his big baby in his hand, he suddenly felt that there was something worse in the world than living less than ten years old, and that was Even men can't do it…

　　"I heard that the man was messing around outside behind his wife's back, and his wife used a magic spell to cut him into pieces, hahaha..." A small wizard next to him smiled maliciously and winked at the two of them.

　　Egg looked at the words on a sign not far away and smiled awkwardly: "Then he should go to the fifth floor, right? The Curse Injury Department?"

　　"It looks like this..." Kingsley also felt a chill and became even more hesitant about marriage.

　　"So...which floor should I go to?" Egg looked at the sign.

　　Yilu: Equipment Accident Division.

　　Second floor: Biological Injury Department.

　　Third floor: Department of Strange Bacterial Infections.

　　Fourth floor: Department of Potions and Plant Poisons.

　　Fifth floor: Curse Damage Department.

　　Sixth floor: tea room and shop.

　　Egg looked for a long time but couldn't tell which category Obscurus belonged to, and then turned to look at Kingsley: "Are we going to the teahouse and shop to appease my heart?"

　　"We should ask." Kingsley shook his head, then thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I have a better place to go than here, but I don't know what that gentleman is doing now."

　　"Who?" Egger was stunned.

　　"Albus Dumbledore." Kingsley smiled: "The greatest white wizard."

　　After Kingsley finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from behind. The two turned to look, and saw a tall old man with a white beard looking at them kindly.

　　"I'm very happy about Kingsley's evaluation of me." Dumbledore smiled, his eyes full of smiles behind his half-moon glasses: "This makes me very glad that I have so much time to find you today."

　　"Professor Dumbledore..." Kingsley was stunned for a moment: "Why are you here?"

　　"Our little friend Egger caused a lot of commotion. Visitors from the Ministry of Magic rushed to my office immediately. After all, the Obscurus has not appeared for many years..." Dumbledore looked at Egger. He didn't know why. Iger always felt as if he had been stripped naked, and even the dozens of pounds of savings in his arms seemed to be clearly seen.

　　Egg knows very well who the person in front of him is. Under the current circumstances, the white-bearded old man in front of him should be the strongest boss in the magic world. Moreover, the perverted old man likes to use Legilimency on others when he is fine. Egg will never forget the rumors on the Internet in his previous life. News that Dumbledore is Old Glass.

　　Egger looked at Dumbledore, but his eyes stayed on Dumbledore's gray beard, determined not to look at Dumbledore.

　　But in fact, Iger is really not sure whether the old man in front of him will see what happened in his previous life. Even if he sees it, he may not do anything to a child like him according to his character. After all, although this man wants to eliminate Voldemort is unscrupulous and can take advantage of anyone, but he still has emotions, not to the extent of attacking an eight-year-old kid just because of a memory...

　　What's more, I'm probably a little kid who won't live to be ten years old.

　　"You should indeed come to me, but fortunately I also guessed that according to your character, you will definitely bring him here first, Kingsley." Dumbledore smiled and motioned for the two of them to follow.

　　Egger never thought that the first place he would visit after coming into contact with the magic world would be St. Mungo's, but fortunately, he could not stay in this place full of wailing for too long, and several people left directly from St. Mungo's.

　　Kingsley looked at Dumbledore: "So be it, Professor, I think he would be better off at your place. In fact, I have always felt that the doctors at St. Mungo's have been seeing patients for too long and their brains are a little abnormal." …"

　　"You can rest assured, Kingsley. Even without me, I think St. Mungo's will actively treat Mr. Morrissey." Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand, and Kingsley smiled and disappeared with a pop. in the air.

　　Turning his head to look at Egg, who was pretending to be a quail, Dumbledore waved his hand and disappeared instantly with Egg.

　　A few seconds later, the two appeared at the gate of a huge manor. In front of the manor was a long train track. Egg looked at the train track in front of him in surprise. This was the path of the Hogwarts Express...

　　"Then, Mr. Morriss, let's go." Dumbledore smiled and led Egg towards the campus.

　　When Egg saw Hogwarts Castle for the first time, he was extremely shocked.

　　Egger doesn't know whether to call it a castle or a group of castles. The rolling green hills surround the huge castle. Next to the castle is a vast lake. You can vaguely see the waves rising in the water, and occasionally a strange tentacle appears. .

　　"The guys in the lake welcome new students every year. Occasionally, the first-year wizards who fall into the water on the boat will be rescued by those guys and sent back to the boat. Of course, I am not saying that the Black Lake is very safe. There are always dangers in this world. Then some things that we don't understand appear, right?" Dumbledore's old voice sounded in his ears: "In fact, as a master Legilimency, of course this may be my self-proclaimed... But I You can still see that some people with secrets are covering up for me. At this point, Mr. Morrises, you are not doing a very good job..."

　　Egger suddenly felt embarrassed when he heard this.

　　I am now with the most powerful magician in the world, and he sees that I have a secret. What should I do? Waiting online, quite urgent...

　　"Of course I will not forcefully pry into a child's memory, although I have great curiosity..." Dumbledore comforted Egg and led the way: "Although I can see that your secret is very likely to It's very important to me, even important to the future, but I still don't plan to do that. I think this should also be the difference between a white wizard and a black wizard."

　　Egger suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and silently followed Dumbledore.

　　"At this point, I suggest that if you have the chance, Egg, you should learn Occlumency, just in case I have a sudden whim one day?" Dumbledore turned his head and winked at Egg, looking like an old naughty boy: "Or face some A more powerful existence. After all, not all wizards are as friendly as me. You know, one of my former students was a Legilimency master, but unfortunately, he later went astray."

　　Egg knew who Dumbledore was talking about, Voldemort.

　　Voldemort in his previous life had cast a great shadow on people, especially the Voldemort in the poisonous circle was even more terrifying.

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　　It's just terrible anyway…

　　Dumbledore took Egger along. Since it was the August holiday, there was no one in the castle. Even the portraits on the walls were mostly empty. From time to time, one or two ghosts floated by. Curious Take a look at Egg.

　　The two of them came to a stone statue, and Dumbledore said softly: "Ice lemon juice."

　　The stone statue rotated slowly, revealing stairs one by one. Iger secretly laughed in his heart. This old man really liked iced lemon juice. What else could he do? Sizzling Bee Candy?

　　"I like that taste, it tastes great, although it may be a bit irritating to the elderly." Dumbledore looked at Egg and smiled, and led Egg into the office.

　　The large circular room is very spacious, with portraits of past principals displayed on the surrounding walls. There are various silverware on a table in the office. Egger looked at the silverware on the table in ecstasy, imagining a silverware. How much can the machine be sold for? Maybe it can improve the living standards of the orphanage and help the smelly old lady tide over the difficulties.

　　"What do you want to drink?" Dumbledore looked at Egg.

　　"Squeeze raw watermelon juice, add some lemon juice, and preferably less sugar." Egger said without hesitation.

　　As soon as he finished speaking, the drink Iger wanted appeared on the table in front of him. The red liquid was rippling in the exquisite crystal cup.

　　"Add more ice..." Iger tilted his head and stretched out his hand to signal, and a few ice cubes fell into the cup, making small splashes.

　　Iger knew that there must be a house elf waiting nearby to listen to him giving orders, but Iger did not intend to harass him now. Compared with looking for the elf, his own life was obviously more important.

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