From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

"We can't let one be discovered yet. As for the other, let's use the tiara. Sooner or later, people will connect our discovery of Ravenclaw's tiara to the story, and if both Horcruxes are studied..."

"Then, we announced that another Death Eater claimed to be the heir of Slytherin, and for that reason, we inspected the heir's former residence... I don't believe he wouldn't come to inspect the other Horcruxes..."

William's eyes hardened.

"Let's settle things in that cave, Headmaster. I want to take a gamble, a gamble that he won't dare, and won't, bring anyone here..."

Chapter 599 Dumbledore is waiting for the Dark Lord

"Resurrection Stone..."

Dumbledore looked at the ring on his hand.

"The magic stone..."

He touched the small stone he had recently mastered, which he carried with him and hung around his neck.

"Invisibility cloak..."

"The Elder Wand..."

He glanced at the two items in his hand, then at the dark ceiling, his face filled with a helpless smile.

Yes, the ceiling was pitch black—because at this moment, he was guarding a cave. Although he had brought a lot of candy and food, as well as a lot of resting supplies, he still had a strange feeling.

'I feel there's a strange similarity between this and the scene where I met Professor William…'

He sighed again and stuffed a chocolate frog into his mouth—he had been desperately trying to find a quiet place to properly study the Deathly Hallows and the Resurrection Stone, but now that he had a quiet place, he had no way to conduct his research.

That's right, he's currently in the cave where Tom stores Horcruxes, the same place he used to scare others during his childhood. Although the place had been magically altered before, he recreated those spells and hid at the very back of the cave, quietly awaiting Tom's visit, preparing to give him a huge surprise.

As for why it was this elderly man guarding the place, the reason couldn't be simpler—in the entire magical world, only he could keep Tom trapped here, unable to escape, thus summoning others to carry out a 'righteous beating'.

Yes, that's right, the idea of ​​a righteous mob attack came from Professor William.

Dumbledore still remembered his professor's words, which were tinged with certainty: "Of all the Horcruxes that have been found so far, that cave is the most suitable for an ambush. You just need to leave a hidden hand inside and set up five or six ways to notify us, and then we'll call the Aurors and go over there to give that Dark Lord a righteous beating."

"As for the school, you don't need to worry. We'll create the illusion that you're still on campus—food, snacks, and other supplies will be consumed promptly. If possible, we'll have Professor Moody drink Polyjuice Potion to impersonate you and make occasional appearances, or we can use someone else..."

"He won't neglect his teaching duties either, Headmaster. We need to give that Dark Lord confidence, let him happily go and examine his Horcruxes, and then happily come to his death..."

This plan seems very feasible—Dumbledore knows Tom well; he is the wizard who cherishes himself the most and is also the wizard who values ​​his life the most.

If the existence of a Horcrux were to be exposed, Tom would be anxious to the point of madness.

In Dumbledore's view, in Tom's mind, all the Death Eaters combined were not as important as one of his Horcruxes.

"The plan is good, but it still feels weird, like Azkaban—which I fixed myself..."

He shook his head, still a little angry with himself—why did he have that strange feeling of giving those professors some guidance when they were repairing the cave a few days ago?

-

"The first wave of bait has been released..."

Inside Hogwarts, William had just finished setting a test and then began reading today's newspaper.

As previously agreed upon with Dumbledore, today's newspaper headline is about Malfoy's donation of his diary—Dumbledore is greatly shocked and begins to study the diary on campus, only to discover that it is a Horcrux.

So, naturally, Dumbledore began to stay at the school and study Horcruxes and how to destroy them (with Professor Moody taking a potion to play the role), while Professor Moody's disappearance was because he was assigned to a business trip to search for other possible Horcruxes throughout Britain (subsequent discoveries will prove his great achievements).

"The speed absolutely cannot be too slow, but it also cannot be too fast. In short, it must scare him away from the safe and reliable Magic Council or Iphamoni, and make him come here to die..."

William looked at the newspaper, imagining the Dark Lord's reaction on the other side of the ocean, and couldn't help but smile.

Although it has caused a series of minor problems, they are not serious—they are nothing more than Mr. Malfoy giving up Malfoy Estate to apply for asylum at the school, and Moody leaving Lupin having a heavier burden, etc., which are still within the scope of handling.

"As for Professor McGonagall... the new greenhouse is finished, but there hasn't been a ribbon-cutting ceremony yet..."

"The OWLS exams for fifth graders are also coming up soon..."

"All that's missing is a righteous gang-up..."

-

"We can't go! We absolutely can't go!"

Voldemort gripped his wand, which he considered his twin brother, tightly, forcibly suppressing his rage...

He wanted to tear that damn Lucius to shreds every minute, but he knew he couldn't.

'We've been found out, we've been found out…'

He began to consider his Horcruxes—the ring passed down from his uncle's family, his student diary, the Hufflepuff cup, his mother's Slytherin locket, the Ravenclaw tiara…

'Same as before, still only five…'

'I'm still missing one memory. My initial idea was to create six Horcruxes and divide my soul into seven pieces…'

'Am I resurrected by a Horcrux, or was a portion of my memory erased by the soul resurrected by the Horcrux?'

The very thing that terrified him so much that he concealed his resurrection during the resurrection process began to haunt him again—he knew himself too well; if his resurrected self encountered another version of himself, they would definitely kill each other.

There can only be one Voldemort...

"Umbridge, the Death Eaters controlled by Umbridge, the Death Eaters who raided the Ministry of Magic..."

"What are you doing? How much have you tampered with my memories? Am I a soul resurrected by that Horcrux I don't know about?"

No one could give him the answer—he was the first person to create so many Horcruxes, and there was simply no answer to refer to.

"Don't go, don't go!"

His crimson eyes gleamed with an evil light. "Yes, those Horcruxes might protect me from death, but they might also protect you. I want to see if you'll make a move if I don't go."

While Dumbledore's destruction of his Horcruxes certainly made him grit his teeth in hatred, Dumbledore was just like any other wizard—he simply wanted to kill him. This was nothing unusual; far too many wizards had such thoughts.

But the other one is different—they not only want to kill each other, but also erase each other's existence in the human world, and even take all the efforts and achievements as their own without any qualms.

"Don't go, don't go!"

He gripped his new wand, his gaze growing increasingly resolute.

Now it seems that our true enemies should be getting anxious.

Chapter 600 The plan failed…

"I'm sorry, Principal, I think I made a mistake..."

Inside the cave that Dumbledore had rebuilt, William's face was full of resentment.

Theoretically, he shouldn't be here at this time—Dumbledore had to lock himself in here to ambush the Dark Lord, and every figure appearing here would increase the chances of this place being exposed.

However, he had no choice but to show up, because according to the available intelligence, the Dark Lord was not in a hurry at all, but instead began to work hard to sort out the internal affairs of the Magic Council.

This should absolutely not have happened—the newspapers have already exposed the third Horcrux. If the first one was a warning and the second one was an accident, the discovery of the third Horcrux should have made the other side anxious, because it means that the fact that they have multiple Horcruxes has been exposed, and what follows is that they will be searched out one by one.

But the problem now is that the Dark Lord doesn't seem worried at all...

"That shouldn't be the case..."

Even Dumbledore hesitated slightly—his reason for staying patiently in the cave was his certainty that Tom would not stand idly by and allow his Horcruxes to be searched one by one, but now…

Is it really unavoidable?

If the plan to lure Tom out using Horcruxes fails, then ultimately a war will have to be started to completely eliminate him and his Death Eaters... that's a last resort.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing, Principal..."

William suddenly remembered something else important, "Professor Moody found Aunt Susan's letters while processing the mail; she's trying to have a conversation with you..."

"That Susan?"

"Yes, Susan, I admire her greatly—she maintained such high morale even after learning that her opponent was the Dark Lord..."

William praised her, feeling inclined to help Susan. With the plan to lure the Dark Lord into a trap nearly failing, Susan was a powerful ally in the fight against the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord…

“Let Professor Moody handle it… After receiving her, proceed according to our agreed plan, announce the location of the fourth Horcrux and the news of its destruction—even if we can’t lure Tom, it’s still a good way to boost morale.”

"You're still planning to stay here in this pitch-black world?"

William looked at Dumbledore with surprise, but after receiving a firm nod from Dumbledore, he said nothing more—if his deduction was wrong and they missed the opportunity, everyone would regret it…

-

"Dumbledore has discovered yet another Horcrux! And that Ms. Susan is going to have a meeting with Dumbledore!"

When the new day's newspapers arrived, the Hogwarts dining table erupted in excitement once again.

Although Mysterio is still as terrifying as ever, the way the Horcruxes are being unearthed one by one gives the impression that he is being weakened little by little—the resurrected Mysterio sounds horrifying, but the means by which he is resurrected are being gradually destroyed by Dumbledore, making him less terrifying than before.

Aside from the fifth-year students, smiles appeared more and more on the faces of the others—the destruction of the Horcruxes seemed like a victory horn, and everyone no longer doubted that Dumbledore could kill the Mystic.

"If they make contact again, the Aurors and the Strikers might be able to capture another large number of Purgers and Death Eaters!"

Everyone was excitedly discussing it—except for the fifth graders who were about to take their exams.

-

"You must help me, Professor William..."

While the others were discussing the meeting, William helplessly accompanied Moody to the principal's office for rehearsals—Moody had theoretically seen it all, but he was really... clueless about negotiations.

"Don't worry, Professor Moody, it's nothing more than nominal support and some material assistance. We can push the rest onto the Ministry of Magic—you'd better keep up the act!"

William himself wasn't very good at this either, but with Professor McGonagall around, he only needed to help Moody avoid giving himself away.

The thing is, things just feel really strange—bringing this fake principal along, using his position to negotiate with people, and it's about supporting the resistance, it all feels like it could lead to a quick return to Azkaban…

However, just as he calmed down and was preparing to participate in the negotiations, Aunt Susan suddenly dropped a bombshell in Dumbledore's office.

"Release Grindelwald?"

When this request was made, all three people in the principal's office were dumbfounded.

Especially Moody impersonating Dumbledore, whose eyes were now almost comically out of place—one was cross-eyed, and the other was darting around aimlessly…

“Yes, release Grindelwald, and I will provide you with the intelligence you desperately need, and other things…”

"You're joking."

In order to help Moody recover quickly, William had no choice but to take over the conversation.

"That's because you have no idea how cunning Voldemort was!"