Chapter 176 Don't be blinded by desire
The moment he saw the Horcrux, Dumbledore couldn't help but stand up.
He picked up the crystal ball and examined it carefully. He found that it was indeed the remnant of Voldemort's soul. He looked at Jiang Li seriously and asked, "How did you get these things?"
Jiang Li lowered his head and carefully peeled the cockroach chocolate, and said casually: "I found a residual soul in the Room of Requirement before, so I took it out and used a little tricks to determine the locations of the other residual souls.
By the way, there was a remnant soul that tried to seduce me before, but I killed him directly, so there might be one less."
Dumbledore was somewhat shocked to see how lightly he said it.
He knew how cautious Voldemort was and would never let anyone find his Horcruxes easily, but Jiang Li actually found so many.
Looking at the several crystal balls made of the same material on the table, Dumbledore felt something was wrong.
With Voldemort's personality, how could he take such a cheap and commonly found thing as his Horcrux? Moreover, such a thing does not look like a Horcrux, but more like a container that imprisons the residual soul.
"Is this what you looked like when you got the Horcrux?" Geng Buliduo stared at Jiang Li with wise eyes.
Jiang Li said calmly, "Yes, it was like this when I found it."
Seeing how quickly she answered, Dumbledore knew that she was not telling the truth.
It seems that Voldemort's Horcrux was extremely expensive and rare, otherwise it would not have been exchanged by Jiang Li.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked Jiang Li tentatively: "Have you heard of the Ravenclaw crown?"
"Of course I've heard of it." Jiang Li spun the quill in a circle, pretending to be curious and looking at Dumbledore, "You got the crown, what is its material like? Can you lend it to me to study it?"
Dumbledore could not see any clues from her eyes, but his intuition told him that what Jiang Li obtained must be extraordinary.
He looked at Jiang Li with a loving smile and said, "I don't know the whereabouts of the crown either. Maybe one day in the future, it will suddenly appear. But if you can get these things, I believe you should return them to Hogwarts. After all, these things are of great significance to Hogwarts."
Jiang Li immediately assured with a serious face: "Of course, if I meet it, I will definitely return it." Bullshit!
She took apart the thing she had finally gotten and studied it first.
If Hogwarts really cared about these things so much, it should have kept them well instead of letting Voldemort take them all as Horcruxes.
What is important is the spirit that is passed down, not the objects.
Jiang Li felt no guilt about this matter.
Dumbledore couldn't tell what Jiang Li was saying, so he had to give up.
He placed his hand on the crystal ball and saw the black souls running around inside. A trace of worry flashed in his blue eyes.
"Gardenia, what do you yearn for?" Dumbledore suddenly asked Jiang Li.
There was a hint of inquiry in his deep eyes when he looked at Jiang Li.
In fact, he had secretly checked Jiang Li's background. He was from a branch of the Malfoy family. Both his parents had passed away. Before he was seventeen, he did not have much contact with other people.
After the age of seventeen, he suddenly emerged in the wizarding world with profound attainments in magic and great talent in alchemy. Even his good friend Nicolas Flamel often wrote letters to praise Jiang Li.
Sometimes, Dumbledore would see reflections of his past in Jiang Li.
He was afraid that Jiang Li would make the same stupid decision as he had made in the past.
Jiang Li saw the defensiveness in his eyes, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then slowly said: "I don't have anything to yearn for. Everything I want is around me. If possible, I hope that my deceased relatives and friends can have another life."
Dumbledore was slightly stunned and saw the sadness that flashed across Jiang Li's eyes.
"I'm sorry, kid. I didn't mean to bring up your sad story."
"Nothing." Jiang Li said generously, "It's all in the past. I'm not sad anymore. But you..."
She tilted her head and poked the man in the heart, "Did you do anything to let your family down?"
Hearing this, Dumbledore's smile dimmed a lot and said, "Why do you ask that?"
"A few days ago, I went to the Pig's Head Bar and I found that the owner there and the portrait of a girl hanging on the wall looked very much like you. Are you family?" Jiang Li asked.
From the surface, Dumbledore should be their blood relative, but it seems that no one has ever mentioned this, and no one knows their relationship.
"Aberforth is my brother, and the portrait of a young girl hanging on the wall is my sister, Ariana."
When mentioning this name, Dumbledore paused, and a trace of sadness flashed in his deep eyes.
He asked Jiang Li: "Child, are you interested in listening to my story?"
"I don't want to listen." Jiang Li immediately raised his hand to interrupt, "Your story is your privacy, just remember it yourself, there's no need to tell me."
Past memories are like scars. Every time they are mentioned, it is like cutting the scar that has been slowly healing again.
Jiang Li didn't want to see Dumbledore crying in front of him.
Hearing this, Dumbledore showed a regretful expression and said, "I thought you would be very curious about my story."
"I am indeed curious, but that doesn't mean I have to explore other people's secrets."
Jiang Li turned the icing he had already eaten into a small, glittering star, and placed it in Dumbledore's somewhat aged palm. He said slowly, "Let the past be the past. Don't use it to torture yourself."
"It seems you have guessed it." Dumbledore's eyes were filled with sadness. "My sister's death is indeed related to me, because I was young and ignorant, and my desire for power killed her."
Jiang Li: “…”
Didn't you say you didn't want to hear it? Why did you still tell her the story in a roundabout way?
"Gardenia, you are very smart. I don't want you to be blinded by desire and forget the most important things around you." Dumbledore looked at Jiang Li and said seriously.
Hearing this, Jiang Li couldn't help but reflect on himself: Does she have a face that would do bad things?
Why is it that every time Dumbledore sees her, he wants to give her a spiritual education?
She looked at Dumbledore's sincere suggestion and said, "Why don't you record these words and play them repeatedly next to these remaining souls? Maybe they will be influenced by you."
Jiang Li doesn't think she needs to be influenced, she only cares about interests.
Seeing that Jiang Li was impatient to stay here, Dumbledore did not try to keep her.
Looking at the door that was closed again, Dumbledore recalled some memories.
There was a sound of flapping feathers outside the window, and Fox flew in from outside, holding the largest package in his claws and throwing it on the table.
All kinds of candies spilled out of the packages.
Dumbledore gently raised his hand and touched Fawkes' head and said, "Thank you for your comfort, old friend. I'm fine."