Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Soon, Professor Snape and Harry left.

Harry was still complaining that he had to go to Quidditch practice in the afternoon, while Snape relentlessly dragged him along.

It seems Harry is destined to miss his Quidditch training...

"John, what brings you here?"

At this moment, Dumbledore looked at John again and asked.

"Oh? Oh, something's wrong."

John was lost in thought when he was called out and came back to his senses.

"But Principal, is there really that much going on right now? You seem quite busy..."

From the moment he entered the headmaster's office, Dumbledore gave him the impression that he was extremely busy.

They are decisive and efficient in everything they do.

Even something as serious as the mental connection between Harry and Voldemort was easily resolved by him.

"I'm sorry, John, but Voldemort is indeed a formidable enemy, and I must find a way to defeat him as soon as possible."

Dumbledore understood the meaning behind John's words and shook his head.

In fact, ever since Voldemort's resurrection, Dumbledore has been constantly on the move.

As for what they're busy with, nobody knows.

"Headmaster, is Voldemort stronger than you?"

"Well... I can only say that we have different areas of expertise."

Dumbledore gave an ambiguous answer to John's question.

It seems they didn't want John to think he could easily deal with Voldemort, causing John to lower his guard.

Although I don't want to think this way.

But John is undoubtedly the strongest among the younger generation right now.

Even elite adult wizards might not be able to defeat him head-on.

Therefore, he actually had high hopes for John, hoping that he could become Harry's helper in the future and fight against Voldemort together.

"Let's get down to business, John. You didn't come to me about this, did you?"

Seeing that the topic had gone astray, Dumbledore spoke up again to remind him.

"Okay, actually, I found something strange in the Order of the Phoenix that was affecting my soul."

"You know what I mean, my other soul."

"So I hope you, Principal, can help me figure out what this thing is."

Dumbledore gently pushed his fingers against his half-moon spectacles, watching John pull a delicate little box from his pocket.

This is the box that John later found specifically to store the locket.

As the box was opened, an exquisite locket appeared before Dumbledore's eyes.

The moment I saw the locket, a familiar, cold, decaying aura of dark magic washed over me.

Dumbledore, who had been somewhat nonchalant, suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the locket.

"The moment I touch this thing, the other soul within me feels a chilling fear, as if it possesses something terrifying."

"And this locket can ignore all spells. I recently discovered that it's incredibly hard; no matter how hard you smash it, you can't break it."

John didn't notice the barely perceptible tremor on Dumbledore's face and continued talking about his findings on the locket.

It wasn't until Dumbledore slowly raised his hand and his fingertips touched the locket that the familiar evil aura made him understand.

This locket is one of the things he has been searching for recently.

"Horoscopes".

"What exactly is it...? What kind of device is it?"

Dumbledore uttered a single word, interrupting John.

Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet and looked at John with a solemn expression.

This was a strong reaction that wasn't even present when they first speculated that Voldemort and Harry were connected.

"John, did you find this in the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Uh...yes."

John was a little nervous being stared at so intently by Dumbledore for the first time.

This caused him to forget to continue asking what instrument he had just mentioned.

After all, Dumbledore's presence was incredibly intimidating.

"Does anyone else know about this?"

"Well, Harry and the others all know about it, and so does Professor Moody. I went to ask him about it, but he didn't recognize it either..."

"Oh, and Kreacher, that little elf from the Order of the Phoenix, I think he knows about this thing's origin!"

As John was reminiscing, he remembered the suspicious-looking little elf.

He said I stole his young master's belongings.

"But no matter how I asked him about his origins, he wouldn't say. It must be that only Sirius Black can command him."

"So I wanted to find Sirius, but Sirius has disappeared, so I had no choice but to come to you."

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore nodded, took out paper and pen again, and quickly wrote down some information.

This time, however, he summoned Fox.

A ball of flame suddenly appeared out of thin air and eventually transformed into Fox.

The phoenix's ability to Apparate at will is something even Hogwarts' Anti-Apparate Charm can't stop; it's truly enviable.

"Old buddy, give this to Sirius for me."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's instructions, Fawkes nodded human-like, picked up the letter, flapped his wings, and vanished into flames once more.

"Let's go, John, let's go to the Order of the Phoenix and ask Kreacher ourselves."

As he spoke, Dumbledore had already walked around the desk and come to John's side.

John was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding yet.

Dumbledore had already placed his hand on his shoulder, and the next moment...

The two figures suddenly twisted in the center of the office, and then with a snap, disappeared from the spot.

......

"Aww!"

John, who had just appeared in Phantom Mode, tripped and fell.

It wasn't that Dumbledore was unskilled at Apparition; it was that John was simply not prepared.

Because he never imagined that Dumbledore could Apparate directly inside Hogwarts Castle.

What happened to the promised Apparition Reversal Spell?

When he got up, he realized that they had crossed half of Britain and returned to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

Their arrival also startled the portraits in the corridor once again.

However, before the portraits could even begin to criticize, Dumbledore simply raised his hand and silenced them all.

Cowhide.

Of course, Professor Lu Ping, who happened to be staying at the Order of the Phoenix, was also alerted.

"Dumbledore? And John?"

"Why did you suddenly come back?"

Professor Lu Ping heard the commotion and ran out to check, but he didn't expect it to be the two of them.

"Yeah, I'm back to check on something."

Dumbledore nodded to Lupin, then looked upstairs.

Kreacher stood in the shadows at the corner of the stairs, his withered fingers gripping the handrail, his eyes fixed on the locket in Dumbledore's hand.

"Mr. Kreacher, is it convenient for us to talk?"

Dumbledore spoke slowly, his attitude towards Kreacher still very kind. He slowly raised his hand, revealing the exquisite locket.

Kreacher stared intently at the locket, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"It's about a certain young master."