Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

He was sure that a wizard like Dumbledore would have a clear understanding of his own condition.

But at this moment, he saw Dumbledore suddenly smile.

"But I have to say—you're even better than I expected, Ryan."

He looked at Ryan curiously: "How much have you recovered? Twenty percent?"

What he was asking about was obviously Ryan's heyday.

"Oh, about that."

Ryan said softly.

"It just so happens that I've mastered some new skills. Otherwise, I might not be able to stop you... You're also much stronger than I thought, Mr. Principal."

He said it sincerely.

"Oh, I'm actually far inferior to you - I just have more time to accumulate."

Dumbledore was humble.

"But...sorry, I'm afraid I have to put Friday in first."

"He's very agitated now—perhaps you could talk him down for me."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved again.

Thus, the wooden house, which had been almost completely sealed and had undergone a huge change in shape under the influence of his transformation technique, returned to its original state in an instant.

The door that had disappeared reappeared, and then...

"bake!"

Ryan saw the Gublai fairy fire outside the door that swept across and burned everything.

The wings behind Friday spread out, and flashing thunder continued to fall in the room, leaving traces of water and frost everywhere - and at this moment the entire "Gaunt Old House" outside the door had almost turned into ruins.

But from the broken wood pieces and wall bricks on the ground, traces of transfiguration can still be vaguely seen.

"..."

Ryan looked at Dumbledore with a subtle expression.

It was obvious - while he had just been fighting him, Dumbledore was probably also using Transfiguration on his cat at the same time.

But judging by the situation, his cat seemed to be braver than Ryan himself - the wounds on the ground and Fox flying in the sky that no one dared to approach were proof of this.

"Roar!"

At this moment, after noticing that the door of the room was opened, Friday also let out a roar.

The huge magical power on its body rolled up, and it seemed to be rushing towards Dumbledore.

"Ow?"

But then, it noticed Ryan.

"It's all right now, Friday."

Ryan said softly at this moment.

"Roar?"

Friday still didn't believe it. He howled twice and then pointed his claws at Dumbledore who was standing next to Ryan.

It waved its claws, looking puzzled.

"It's really okay—it's not because we stole his dessert...and it's certainly not because of the candy box...Oh! Let's not talk about that for now."

Under Dumbledore's gaze of 'it's you two', Ryan and Friday ended their conversation.

And then, Ryan seemed to have thought of something.

He turned to look at Dumbledore. "Headmaster, you just said you would give me your treasured candy collection as a return gift - do you still mean it?"

"..."

"You are the greatest White Wizard of our time—you must keep your word, right?"

"..."

In the end, Ryan did not get a clear answer from Dumbledore.

But Ryan didn't care - if he didn't answer, wouldn't that mean he agreed?

So he made a plan and decided to talk to Old Hat after returning to school to confirm whether Dumbledore's collection of candy boxes had been moved.

But on the other hand, he naturally did not forget the important things.

"really..."

He slowly walked to the center of the room - where the ancient ring was still floating.

And at this moment, when Ryan approached.

He heard a rustling, evil sound from the ring.

That voice full of temptation and inducement was not unfamiliar to Ryan.

"Sure enough, another Horcrux..."

Ryan looked at the ring and actually had an idea of ​​its identity.

The thing that Voldemort hid so preciously is most likely a Horcrux.

But he didn't understand - the bewitching whispers in Voldemort's Horcruxes could indeed affect people's hearts, but it was difficult to have an impact on wizards with strong willpower.

For example, Ryan himself has held the Ravenclaw diadem for such a long time, but he has not been bewitched by the diadem at all.

But Dumbledore had clearly been bewitched just now. The only explanation was...

"What is the origin of this ring?"

Ryan asked softly.

He recalled Dumbledore's behavior just now - the problem was not the Horcrux, but most likely the ring itself.

It must have some secret that was enough to stimulate the wound from the past that Dumbledore had hidden deep in his heart.

"Not the ring, Ryan."

At this moment, Dumbledore shook his head: "It's the gem..."

Even at this moment, he had been awakened by a punch from Ryan's 'Star Soul Incarnation'.

But when he looked at the gem, he still had a complicated fascination.

"gem?"

Ryan was also stunned after hearing this. He looked at the square black gem full of cracks.

He didn't feel anything special.

So he took the ring in his hand.

"Buzz!"

On the ring, the strong aura of black magic and the powerful curse are still spreading.

"A powerful curse, its effect continuously erodes life, and it's nearly impossible to remove... Tom's attainments in the dark arts are truly profound."

But Ryan didn't care.

The curse that erodes life - after inheriting the Seed of Fertility, he is almost completely immune to curse-type black magic.

So at this moment, Ryan gently activated his magic power.

He controlled his magic power to slowly touch the gem, and then...

"Ryan?"

"Is that you? My child?"

Ryan heard two voices, a man and a woman.

To be honest, he didn't seem to have heard these two voices much in his memory.

But when their voices appeared, Ryan felt very familiar.

From the depths of his distant, forgotten memory.

He heard screams and the sound of flames burning.

He seemed to vaguely see gray mist beginning to emerge from the black gem.

Two figures appeared faintly in the fog.

Then Ryan was stunned.

Because he recognized the two people - although he had long forgotten what they looked like, he had seen them in the Mirror of Erised and in the only photo left in the Silver Lime Tree Welfare Home.

Those were his...parents.

Renaud Elias.

Avni Elias.

"Oh—you've grown up so much... I'm glad that fire didn't hurt you."

At this moment, the gentle woman looked at Ryan.

She whispered, as if wanting to jump out of the gem and hug him.

"How have you been these years? Has Uncle Eric treated you well?"

The man with a slightly bookish air asked this question.

So Ryan fell silent.

"..."

He looked at Dumbledore, wanting to ask him - is this what you desire, a creation similar to the Mirror of Erised?

However, Ryan's reason told him... different!

Even if a legendary wizard like Dumbledore has unspeakable scars in his heart, he would never be deceived by false illusions.

Moreover, he could sense the presence of the two people in front of him.