Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

But Ryan had a subtle look on his face.

"I'm telling you this so you can help me think about how I should tell Harry about this."

"Especially how to tell him about Professor Snape and his mother... I have to say, tripping up the son of someone you secretly love every day is not a great thing in any way."

Ryan commented sharply on a certain Potions professor.

As he and Snape gradually got an idea of ​​their research on potions, he felt that he had to tell Harry about it sooner rather than later - he estimated that starting from next semester, the research on potions would need to be based on Lily Potter's current condition.

Harry will definitely be involved then.

"Oh..."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore's face froze.

"How about... you go and talk to Harry?"

Ryan looked at the old wizard expectantly.

"I guess Augusta must have written to me, but I've been really busy lately... Oh, here we are."

But the latter abruptly changed the subject at this moment.

"..."

Ryan was secretly criticizing the old wizard, but he also raised his head.

He saw the dappled light cast by the hawthorn hedges beside the road, illuminating the road sign not far away.

Little Hangleton

There is a village in the direction indicated by the road sign.

At this moment, Ryan saw a ray of fire flying across the sky above the village.

As the flames flew closer, the embers turned into sparks and scattered - and Fox's figure emerged from the fire.

"Meow!?"

At this moment, Friday, who had originally jumped away somewhere unknown, jumped back from the bushes to Ryan.

He had a blue tit in his beak, which had obviously been his catch - he had intended to show it off to Ryan and give him his gift.

But now, Friday feels that this red Firebird is better.

"Meow!"

It barked.

"Wow!"

Fox, who had been chirping with joy, was now looking at the cat warily - he ridiculously discovered that he felt a huge threat from the cat!

A cat and a bird faced each other like two cowboys holding muskets.

Until they were called back by their respective masters.

"Friday, don't bully the elderly."

"Fox, don't bother with the little guy."

Lion and Dumbledore called their cat and bird back to their side.

Then, Fawkes put his head next to Dumbledore's ear and seemed to be saying something.

The latter's expression gradually became surprised and serious.

Ryan asked Dumbledore about Fawkes's changes only after they finished their conversation - its feathers had become dull again, and even part of its tail feathers seemed to be falling off.

"Is it about to reach Nirvana?"

Ryan had guessed this, of course.

"It's definitely coming soon... I think it'll probably be less than a year."

Dumbledore stroked his phoenix.

"Can I come and observe then?"

Ryan asked expectantly.

The Phoenix's Nirvana is extremely secretive and only occurs around the people closest to it, so he has never seen it.

"of course."

Dumbledore agreed immediately: "But now we must go...Fawkes told me something interesting."

As soon as the words fell, the phoenix's claws grabbed Ryan.

"bake!"

With a flash of fire, the figures of two people, a bird and a cat disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Ryan found himself in a completely new place.

"Phoenix's teleportation is indeed powerful."

He sighed again.

"Meow!?"

But at this time, Friday on the side was dissatisfied - isn't its "travel a thousand miles a day" amazing?

So Ryan began to comfort his cat and observe the situation around him.

Then...

"I've been wanting to say this from the beginning—Principal Dumbledore, you don't want to tell me this is Azkaban, do you?"

He looked around.

The air was filled with the smell of earth and rotting leaves. The breeze blew past the surrounding tombstones, and then seemed to bring a chill.

This is a cemetery.

"I remember Azkaban was a prison at sea? Or was Mr. Cornelius Fudge so bold as to have all the prisoners of Azkaban turned into tombstones?"

Ryan asked softly.

"Oh, Ryan – don't be so anxious… Of course we're going to Azkaban today, but that's not our first stop."

Dumbledore said gently, "Also, if you ever see Cornelius again, don't say that to him—he'll be horrified."

As he spoke, Dumbledore took Ryan for a walk in the cemetery.

soon.

Ryan saw an obvious abnormality.

That is a tombstone on the north side of the cemetery.

At this moment, the grave behind the tombstone had been roughly dug up, and the corpse inside had long since disappeared.

Ryan's brows furrowed.

He saw the name written crookedly on the tombstone.

Tom Riddle

[1905-1943]

It was a familiar name, but Ryan obviously knew that this was not the Dark Lord.

"His father?"

Ryan concluded softly.

"I'm afraid so."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Perhaps you should explain this to me?"

"of course."

Then Dumbledore began to explain what he had been doing recently.

To put it simply - after confirming the number of Horcruxes from Ryan and roughly guessing Voldemort's purpose, Dumbledore began the investigation.

"You said that the soul that created the Horcrux needed something to come back to life—the bones of a father, the blood of an enemy, the flesh of a servant."

Dumbledore said softly.

"Tom never spoke about his past, which made things a little troubling."

"But fortunately... I still have some connections."

He told about his investigation - which included using his connections and the Hogwarts headmaster's authority to access some Ministry of Magic files.

"The Ministry of Magic's bloated structure is a bad thing most of the time, but it makes sense when it comes to storing some ancient documents - their operational capacity means that most of the documents will be preserved intact."

"I found a file that mentioned a wizard attack on Muggles in Little Hangleton and the person who handled that incident."

"Mr. Bob Ogden was in charge of the investigation, and the wizard Morfin Gaunt, who lived in Little Hangleton, was imprisoned as a result - if I am not mistaken, he was Voldemort's uncle."

Dumbledore briefly mentioned it and then passed it over.

"Mr. Ogden provided me with a memory that contained the approximate location of the Gaunt family - so I asked Fox to look for a cemetery or something similar nearby... but it's clear that we're a little late."

He looked at the dug grave in front of him: "It's too late."

Ryan was also silent at this moment.

He understood what the opened grave symbolized.

Servant's flesh - Voldemort certainly already has it, and Peter Pettigrew should be right beside him.

The blood of the enemy - Ryan recalled the night when he and Harry went to the Mirror of Erised. The marks of Harry being bitten by Scabbers that night were still vivid in his mind.

As for his father's bones - obviously... Voldemort has them now.

"You think he's been resurrected?"

Ryan said softly.

"Oh, no—Ryan..."

But Dumbledore shook his head: "I know Tom well enough. If he had been resurrected, the wizarding world would not be so peaceful... He would not be able to contain his pride and would tell everyone that he was back."