Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 321 Phoenix's First Blood
After the Philosopher's Stone incident.

I wonder if it's because it's playing an increasingly important role in Dumbledore's plans.

When Moon arrived at the principal's office this time, the door opened directly without needing a password.

Bengbeng didn't seem curious at all.

Moon felt that perhaps he had once again benefited from Bouncy's influence.

After meeting Dumbledore.

Moon immediately told him about the black wizard.

The principal simply nodded.

"Using human lives to delay is his style, but don't worry, this matter is over."

Dumbledore seemed to have known about this beforehand.

I'm not worried at all.

However, seeing Mu En's alarmed expression, he simply smiled and took out a palm-sized bottle from the drawer.

"Don't worry, Voldemort should remain silent for a long time after he disappears this time."

"During this time, you must learn various spells as quickly as possible to improve your strength."

"This is a bottle of Philosopher's Stone potion that I obtained from Nicolas Flamel, and it's also a gift I promised to give you."

The potion that Dumbledore took out was about three ounces.

It's bright red in the bottle, very pretty.

When Dumbledore helped the unicorns migrate to the Black Lake, he promised Moon a reward.

But Moon didn't expect the gift to be a magic stone potion.

"Professor, can this potion grant immortality?"

Moon carefully took the medicine, his eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

He remembered the magician's effects very clearly.

It can grant one a continuous stream of wealth and also grant one immortality.

"That's right, the amount of these potions could probably add about 100 years to a wizard's lifespan."

"100 years!"

Moon gripped his hands even tighter as he spoke.

"There's no need to be so nervous. In fact, living too long can get very boring. It's better to embrace death and start the next journey."

Moon completely disagreed with Dumbledore's words.

After all, it is inherently difficult for a 12-year-old wizard to understand death.

It's clear that Moon is still very fascinated by the potion.

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"Actually, using the energy of the Philosopher's Stone to increase lifespan has a very serious side effect."

"Side effects! What are they?"

Moon's tone became slightly tense.

"It can indeed increase your lifespan, but your body will continue to age, and eventually, your body will be unable to support basic movement, and you will have to rely on external aids to maintain your life."

As Dumbledore spoke, he picked up a honey biscuit from the table.

With a gentle snap, it broke in two, and crumbs covered the tabletop.

"Just like this cookie, it looks delicious, but it crumbles at the slightest touch."

Seeing Dumbledore put the biscuit in his mouth, Moon immediately understood.

He studied magic in the hope of gaining greater power.

This power certainly includes an increase in lifespan.

But now Moon's goals have become clearer.

To live forever, and never grow old.

Looking at the red potion in his hand again, Moon shook his head and put it in his pocket.

He wanted to live forever.

But if he could only sit in a wheelchair all day, such a magic of immortality was not what Moon needed.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded as he watched Moon's actions.

"A warrior always has to face his own heart, and you are much better than Voldemort in that respect."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing Dumbledore mention the Dark Lord's name, Moon became even more curious.

"Professor, could you tell me about Voldemort?"

After the Philosopher's Stone incident, Moon originally intended to go to the library to look up information about Voldemort.

Surprisingly, none of the books contain a detailed introduction to this person.

It was as if all the books were cursed.

"Tom, now that I think about it, you two are actually quite alike."

Seeing Moon's probing gaze, Dumbledore's thoughts slowly drifted back to a distant past.

Both are diligent and eager to learn, and both are filled with a thirst for power.

But one person chose to keep taking.

One person chose to save and protect.

It is precisely because of this clear dividing line.

Only then did Dumbledore dare to include Moon in his plans.

In the principal's view, Moon and Tom were like the two poles of a magnet for Muggles.

It can attract a large number of people to surround you without you even realizing it.

But at the same time, they also reject each other.

Seeing that Moon was waiting, Dumbledore did not refuse and began to explain Voldemort's situation.

From the initial contact at the orphanage to the end of the First Wizarding War.

Dumbledore recounted the events of the past 44 years in about two hours.

He didn't mention many of the secrets, but that was enough for Moon to understand the other party.

"What an amazing senior!"

Moon muttered a curse to himself.

Voldemort not only possessed powerful dark magic, but also established a vast wizarding organization.

In fact, Moon was doing the same thing in another world.

However, it seems that Voldemort's only pursuit was immortality.

Moon, on the other hand, hoped to recreate a social order.

As for other powerful abilities, such as immortality, increased wealth, and power and status, these are merely byproducts that Moon pursues.

While Dumbledore and Moon were discussing Voldemort.

Bengbeng had already run onto the brass bracket of the Ford Focus and started chatting.

"Chirp chirp~" (I've made some new friends outside, I'll introduce you to them sometime.)
Fox nodded with a loving look in his eyes. "Chirp~" (Look, this is an egg sent by an old wizard, it's so beautiful.)
As he spoke, Beng Beng took out the ice egg that Moon had put in the dragon skin glove.

The moment it was taken out, the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

After noticing something was amiss, Dumbledore curiously came over to investigate.

"By the way, Headmaster, this is a gift from Master Newt. Do you recognize it?"

Moon knows nothing about this beautiful ice egg.

All we know is that there is a faint life inside.

Now that he was with Dumbledore, Moon wanted to consult him, since the headmaster was known for his extensive knowledge.

"Hiss~, I don't know him."

Feeling the powerful ice magic emanating from the ice egg, Dumbledore took a deep breath and shook his head.

He had assumed that the Billywig worm honey Newt brought him was already quite precious.

But I never imagined it would be even less than a fraction of the value of this ice egg.

Most importantly, he had not seen any records of ice eggs in any books.

"The magical world is still very amazing. If I have the chance, I would like to step down from my position as headmaster and go out to see it."

The beauty of the ice egg stirred up long-forgotten memories for Dumbledore, and he even felt a desire to travel the world.

Moon's expression immediately tightened; he knew he couldn't let Dumbledore leave at this moment.

Otherwise, no one will protect you.

Thinking of Voldemort's power, Moon quickly changed the subject.

As the two talked, Phoenix Fox became increasingly interested in the ice egg.

It flew to Dumbledore's desk with the dragon skin glove in its mouth.

Then gently lift it up.

The ice egg immediately rolled onto the desk and came to a steady stop on the surface.

Fox then circled the ice egg, as if confirming something.

"Does Fox know something?"

Moon turned his gaze back to the phoenix.

"Perhaps, the phoenix has lived longer than any wizard."

Dumbledore was also drawn to Fox's actions.

This was the first time he had ever seen a magical animal with a family lineage, and he was actually interested in an egg.

After circling the ice egg once, Fox gently extended its beak and pecked at the surface of the eggshell.

It felt like being attacked.

A small layer of ice immediately formed on the surface of the eggshell.

Hey~
The sharp beak made a crisp sound as it struck the eggshell.

Neither side was injured.

After pecking once, Fox immediately stopped attacking.

Whether or not it had truly confirmed something, Fox lowered its head slightly and then let out a mournful cry.

唳—

A drop of golden liquid quietly floated out from between Fox's eyebrows and landed on the surface of the eggshell.

"This"

Dumbledore didn't even have time to reach out and stop him.

The drop of golden liquid had already been completely absorbed by the ice egg.

The originally crystal-clear eggshell surface instantly lit up with a layer of complex golden magical patterns.

The coldness emanating from the eggshell vanished instantly.

As the light gradually faded, the strange noises that had been coming from the ice egg also disappeared completely.

The transparent material of the eggshell gradually changes to a bluish-green color.

"What the hell happened?"

Moon was completely baffled and could only look to Dumbledore for help.

The principal shook his head, looking completely bewildered.

"I'm not sure either, but the time for Fox's rebirth is going to be brought forward."

According to Dumbledore's original estimate, Phoenix Fox's rebirth would not occur until at least next year.

But unexpectedly, the act of giving a drop of phoenix blood accelerated the process.

"Take good care of this egg. Who knows, you might one day be able to obtain a magical creature with powerful magical abilities."

Seeing that Fox was growing weaker and weaker, Dumbledore went up and held it in his arms.

Then it was slowly placed on the original brass stand.

"Alright, old friend, although I don't know why you're working so hard, I think you must have your reasons."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, the phoenix Fawkes let out another clear chirp.

唳—

Then a golden flame burst forth from its body.

Just like the drop of liquid that just floated off its forehead.

Very colorful and vibrant.

As the flames died down, black ash fell softly onto the brass tray below.

Moon and Bouncy stared intently at the scene.

This was the first time they had ever witnessed a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Tears welled up in Beng Beng's eyes without her noticing.

"Don't worry, this is a process that Phoenix must go through."

After noticing this, Moon held Bouncy in his hands and stroked its smooth fur.

"Squeak~" (But that kind of fire looks so painful~)

Bengbeng doesn't understand the process of the phoenix's rebirth.

All it knew was that its friend had suffered greatly.

Seeing the ashes falling continuously, Bounce turned its head and threw itself into Moon's arms, unable to bear watching any longer.

Dumbledore seemed to have seen this kind of scene many times before.

Once the ashes had completely settled, he immediately bent down and scooped out a chubby little bird.

"Chirp~chirp~"

Seeing the little bird unconsciously trying to get closer to Bouncy, Dumbledore's face showed a look of surprise.

"Logically speaking, after the phoenix is ​​reborn, it will forget everything from its previous life."

"But I didn't expect that they would remember Beng Beng!"

(End of this chapter)