Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

To clarify these secrets and obtain Slytherin’s Secret Treasure key, he had to go to Norway.

Go to Norway, find the lost secrets, and destroy the evil god’s body.

If Evan’s reasoning was correct, then Herpo the Foul would no longer be invincible.

Losing the protection of the Horcrux and becoming an evil god, he was still immortal and far away from death, but could be destroyed by powerful forces.

By inference, did this mean that the evil god within the statue could also be destroyed?!

Evan had visited Azkaban before and saw a horrific scene there. In the endless abyss under the island where Azkaban was located, there was the corpse of a terrible monster, the corpse of an evil god.

There was also the Whirlpool of Charybdis, the place where the Time Titan fell, and the supreme god in charge of time would also disappear.

From this point of view, nothing was truly immortal, even gods would perish…

In the face of time, what was truly eternal?

Dark wizards like Voldemort who tried to conquer Death were just a manifestation of ignorance and arrogance!

“Evan, I don’t know the magic you are talking about, but…”

“Alright, Caresius, we can discuss whatever you want later. Believe me, discussing these matters in front of a heavily guarded wizarding prison is neither pleasant nor appropriate,” said Dumbledore.

“Where are we going?”

“The Order of the Phoenix headquarters; Elaine is there. You know the address and you can Apparate there yourself,” said Dumbledore casually. “You can stay there tonight, but I hope you can set off to Norway tomorrow to control the situation there as the patriarch of the Slytherin family and make some preparations to break the seal. I will tell you the details tomorrow.”

“No problem!” Caresius replied, then Disapparated with a crack.

“Well, Evan, tonight’s adventure is over. Let me guide you back with Apparition.”

He waved his wand, and Fawkes the phoenix appeared above the two of them with a low cry.

Evan grasped Dumbledore’s outstretched right hand, and before leaving, he looked up at the narrow window at the top of the tower not far away.

In the next second, he was sure that a figure appeared there. Could it be Grindelwald?

Before Evan could see clearly, a golden light flashed and they returned to the small living room on the third floor of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

Everything was exactly the same as when they left, with no changes whatsoever.

Before setting off, Evan never thought that he and Dumbledore would experience so much tonight.

The appearance of fifteen-year-old Tom Riddle, Dumbledore’s past, the secret of the vampires and the body of the evil god, the things that had been troubling him gradually became clear. Although still severe and arduous, the direction for resolution reappeared before Evan. Ṙ

“Caresius and Sirius should be downstairs. You can go down find them in a moment,” said Dumbledore gently. “Evan, I hope to use this last moment to talk to you about what happened tonight. Things were far beyond what I expected, so first of all, I hope you can keep this secret, especially about Riddle.”

“Yes!” Evan nodded.

Needless to say, the matter of the Horcrux and the fifteen-year-old Riddle was highly confidential.

But from the look of Dumbledore, although he didn’t mention it, he seemed to hope that his past would not be told.

It was obvious that Dumbledore, recovering from his grief, didn’t want anyone else to know.

The reason why he said it to Evan at that time was because he was too sad.

Perhaps, he intended to let Evan understand something about the Deathly Hallows.

But it was obvious that he didn’t want others to know about his thoughts when he was young, what happened between him and Grindelwald, and the dark history of the Dumbledore family. He probably planned to take these past events to his grave.

“Very well,” said Dumbledore with a smile. “As for the second thing, it concerns the Resurrection Stone…”

He stroked his right hand with his left hand, and the Resurrection Stone was taken off the ring and handed to Evan.

“Professor, what are you…”

“You are right, Evan, I am not qualified to possess this sacred object. It has only brought me despair and pain. Past history has proven this,” said Dumbledore. “I hope you can keep it for me. You are the most qualified to own it.”

Evan took the Resurrection Stone. He had been thinking about how to get it from Dumbledore.

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore had already noticed this. Theoretically speaking, it would indeed be safer with him.

In Dumbledore’s hands, it would only make him sadder, and eventually, he would put an end to his life to be with his parents and sister.

“The Resurrection Stone cannot really resurrect the dead, but it is very useful in helping us understand the meaning of death,” Dumbledore continued. “Evan, if there comes a day when I am no longer here, I hope…”

“Professor, you don’t intend to do anything dangerous, do you?” Evan looked up at him in surprise.

“Do not worry too much. I do not plan to sacrifice myself,” said Dumbledore calmly. “But you have to understand that everyone will die. This is a thing that is in line with the laws of nature and cannot be violated. Death is not the end, but the beginning of a greater adventure. We must welcome the arrival of death equally.”

“But…”

“I was just making a hypothetical statement. If there comes a day when I am no longer here, I hope you can help Harry understand the meaning of death,” said Dumbledore. “You know what I am talking about. Yes, that is right. I originally planned to do this myself, to teach him what death is and what life is, but if I am not here…”

Evan did not respond. Was Dumbledore asking him to help Harry understand how to face death calmly?

He couldn’t run to Harry and say, “You must let Voldemort kill you so that he can destroy the fragment of his soul inside you. Oh, don’t worry; you won’t actually die because Voldemort used your blood for his resurrection. So, under the blood protection left by your mother, Voldemort can only destroy the Horcrux inside you, destroying his own soul.”

Just thinking about having such a conversation was absurd. Evan couldn’t do it; only Dumbledore had that ability.

What on earth was Dumbledore planning to do, to entrust him with such an important task?!

Although he said that he did not intend to sacrifice, many things were beyond his control, and this was not a good sign.

Or was it just a coincidence that the Resurrection Stone and the matter with Grindelwald made him so sentimental?!

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