Harry Potter's Bastard

Suffering...... Dumbledore was in pain right now.

It's painful, both physically and inwardly.

"Are you really helpless with him?" Snape, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was examining Dumbledore's injuries with a solemn expression.

"Far more than expected. Dumbledore said in a calm tone, "He did something to himself again. I just don't know what part of being a human being he gave up this time. "

"Human?" scoffed Snape, "where can you tell he's a man?"

"It's true that there isn't much left, but there's still a human part of him. Dumbledore said, glancing at his sleek, blackened left hand.

"There's nothing I can do about your injuries. Snape lowered his wand, "It's not just any Dark Arts injury, in fact I don't even know what it is. "

"A sword, a magical ritual, a spell, and malice from himself. Dumbledore sighed, shook his sleeves, and covered his hands.

"How much time do I have left?" Dumbledore asked.

"I don't know," Snape said with a blank face, very viciously, "maybe a month, maybe two months." This is still based on the fact that your mana can be continuously consumed by it, and if your mana can't keep up, you may die in the next second. "

"I'm not going to die, at least not in a month or two, as you said. "

"Unless you find a way to suppress or eradicate it, I'll maintain my judgment. "

"Tuk-tuk-"

There was a knock on the door to the principal's office.

Solim arrived.

He hadn't seen Snape in a while, and he was still dressed in a black robe and had greasy hair.

"Good evening, Rector, Professor. Solim greeted, glancing habitually at the wall. The headmasters had closed their eyes tightly, but he noticed that Phineas's eyelids were slit, apparently peeking.

"Solim?" Snape's dark eyes stared at him, "what are you doing at Hogwarts all night?"

"Look at our principal, I heard he's injured. "

Snape glanced down at Dumbledore.

"That's really well-informed. "

He had just confirmed the news of Dumbledore's injury, but Solim had obviously known about it for a long time.

"My last name is Selwyn. Solim teased himself.

"I don't think your arrival will change anything. Snape said: "He doesn't have much time. "

"I don't see it that way. Solim smiled and said, "I'm here tonight to heal our headmaster." Voldemort isn't dead yet, and the White Wizard can't have a problem. Right, Professor?"

Snape's face showed his habitual sarcasm:

"What about you??Did you go to St. Mungo's training for a while after graduation and qualify as a therapist?

"Oh, not really. I'm not very gifted with this stuff. Solim placed something on Dumbledore's desk.

"But I have this—"

The headmasters in the wall portraits opened their eyes and stared at the red gem on the table. Snape's eyes widened in astonishment.

"The Philosopher's Stone?"

Snape's voice was a little out of tune, indicating that he was in shock at this time.

Dumbledore was as calm as ever.

"How, Headmaster?" asked Solim.

"Are you willing to give it to me?" Dumbledore looked through the lens as he looked calmly at Solim.

"There's nothing to be reluctant about. Shrugging, Solim pointed to the stone on the table and said, "If I can have one, I can have a second." Headmaster, as you may have heard, we Selwyn are now in charge of the Special Things Administration, and we are in charge of the production and transportation of the Philosopher's Stone. "

"Whose is this one?"

"My father's. Solim said: "Originally, my father couldn't be ranked at such a young age, but wasn't there some chaos in our family some time ago? "

Dumbledore nodded, although the internal strife in the Selwyn family was not well known to ordinary wizards, it was fried in the pure-blood family.

"I heard...... They also have a relationship with vampires?"

Solim knew what Dumbledore was worried about. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Voldemort had dealings with vampires, and the traitors of the Selwyns had dealings with vampires, and it would be a big hassle if the two gangs were to get together.

"Yes, what bad guy wouldn't have anything to do with vampires these days, or who hasn't had anything to do with vampires?"

Solim meant something.

Dumbledore naturally heard it. He hadn't forgotten how most of Hogwarts' money and materials came from. It was Sirius who brought back from the underworld of Tumbledown Alley.

Brad. Lemaire - a first-generation vampire, master alchemist, master of curses, master of dark magic, he and Sirius's great-great-grandfather, Phineas who is now hanging on the wall.... Nigelles. Blake made a bet that he lost, and the bet was on a vault deep in some Gringotts. Now all the riches in that vault have been filled into the bottomless pit of Hogwarts.

It's not a no-brainer, it's that Hogwarts is in fact funded by a vampire.

"Alright, Headmaster, get your hands on it. Solim said, "The way you look reminds me of my time, and it wasn't a good memory. "

Dumbledore picked up the Philosopher's Stone, and the brilliant red light filled the entire headmaster's room in an instant, and the headmasters on the wall were all looking at this side with their picture frames, regardless of the rules of whether outsiders were present or not.

The red light dissipated, Dumbledore's hand returned to its original state, and the Philosopher's Stone was no longer the bright red color it had been.

Dull and black, with only a few spots remaining a vivid red color.

Solim knew that the Philosopher's Stone was almost finished.

"That's it?"

Snape seemed incredulous. His helpless dark magic injuries, Dumbledore was healed by just touching the stone?

"Of course it's not that simple, Severus. Dumbledore put down the Philosopher's Stone, "It can only heal my physical wounds, and souls that are neither tangible nor intangible are within the Philosopher's Stone's sphere of influence." "

The damage that Voldemort inflicted on Dumbledore was obviously not that simple, it was not a simple physical injury, but a double injury at the physical and soul levels. The Philosopher's Stone can heal the body, but it has nothing to do with the soul.

"It's good to be able to do that. Dumbledore twitched his fingers in satisfaction.

"Headmaster, I can still speak at home if necessary. Solim tactfully reminded, "After all, we Selwyn have always been known for dark arts, and the wounds on our souls are not incurable. "

"Thank you so much for your concern, Solim. Dumbledore smiled, "But I don't think it's needed yet." I probably knew Tom's thoughts, he wanted to humiliate me, he knew I had to eradicate him, so he had carefully designed this trap to irreparably damage my soul, and he wanted to see if I would make a Horcrux in order to eradicate him. "

"But I'm not going to do that. Dumbledore's words were calm and firm, "I'll get rid of him before I can't hold it anymore, or...... Remove the biggest obstacles. "。