Chapter 224 Gathering
Chapter 224 Gathering
Chapter 224 Gathering
Harry felt confused; he couldn't understand why he could still hear Voldemort's voice even though Voldemort had been captured.
He couldn't understand why, after learning that he had heard Voldemort's voice, Senior Ryan would so seriously suggest that he learn a new spell. After all, he himself had only shown this unease because of the very word "Voldemort," but Voldemort had already been captured—
He raised his own questions.
Then he noticed that Senior Ryan had fallen into a long silence.
"Senior, I'm the person involved. You once told me that I was destined to be entangled with Voldemort. I need to know what exactly happened."
He said that he understood that Ryan, who had been helping him all along, didn't want to talk about it out of protection, just like how he and Ryan didn't want Penelope to know too much.
But he was different from Penéno, because he was Harry Potter, considered by many to be the savior...
They once defeated Voldemort's child.
"Senior, no matter what the truth is, people in dreams can never walk the right path. Only by being awake can one make the right choices. That's the lesson you taught me."
Ryan suddenly understood that Dumbledore's feelings for Harry were unbearable.
Only one of Voldemort and Harry can survive at most.
Harry is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.
If Voldemort's soul fragments cannot be extracted, then Harry's death is the only way to completely destroy Voldemort.
Ryan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't bring himself to say such a thing. He couldn't tell an eleven-year-old child full of hope for the future, or a one-year-old child who had just been reborn: that he was born only to die.
There is no doubt that living is a journey towards death.
However, even adult wizards rarely understand and accept this. More often than not, they are unwilling to accept their own death and try every means to prolong their lives, like Voldemort.
"I know a general idea, but I can't explain it clearly. I think you should go to the principal. She will give you a satisfactory answer. Moreover, the principal is a master of the Sculpting of the Gods and Occlumency. Perhaps she will personally guide you in your studies."
In the end, Lane chose to run away, pushing this cruel matter onto Dumbledore.
Perhaps Dumbledore has a way of coaxing the child, preventing him from becoming obsessed with the truth, and delaying it until he can accept it or until we find a way to remove the soul before telling him the truth—he thought to himself, without showing any emotion on his face, and told Harry the password to the headmaster's office.
Watching Harry leave, a heavy weight settled on his heart.
After a long silence, a suppressed sigh escaped.
When it was time for the Adventurers' Club gathering, Ryan tiptoed off the hospital bed, looking around to make sure that Mrs. Pomfrey was not in the school infirmary.
Then he took off running.
"To return home in glory is like wearing brocade at night. If you've accomplished something great, you'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't show it off."
He ran very fast, completely unaware that Mrs. Pomfrey was standing quietly behind her office window, watching him through it.
Completely unaware of the dangers, he jogged all the way to the Adventurers' Club.
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By this time, everyone who had not received the notice of postponement for this gathering had arrived.
Some of them were holding crystal balls, while others were holding other information carriers, all of them repeatedly watching a video.
Even after watching it many times, they still couldn't accept that the person who cast this magic was a student like them, nor could they accept that a wizard could do such a thing.
Even Vio couldn't convince himself that Ryan, who always joked around with him, was this strong, because the images recorded in the video had exceeded their wildest imagination of the abilities of a wizard.
He knew Ryan was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.
"Please feel free to shower me with compliments; I can handle it."
The protagonist arrived late, but swaggered in and immediately made a declaration that could only be described as shameless.
"That's amazing!"
"That's incredible!"
"Beyond our expectations!"
The members of the Adventurers' Club were very accommodating and flattered him.
After the professional commercial hype, Vio asked the question everyone wanted to know: "What exactly happened?"
Ryan recounted the details of the incident, but omitted his own experience of being severely depleted due to the forced use of the magic.
It wasn't that he didn't trust the club members; he just felt that the fewer people who knew about things that needed to be kept secret to increase the opponents' fear, the better. Otherwise, those who knew the secret would be constantly worried, fearing that they might leak it one day and cause problems for their teammates.
There's no need to hide the matter, since it's already out in the open. Martin will be publishing a plea in the newspapers, calling on all people in the wizarding world to pay attention to the personal safety and health of vulnerable groups like magic wizards.
However, telling only half the truth is still telling the truth, just incomplete. He said, "Don't just look at how powerful the flames are; the price to pay is also high."
"I heard from Harry that you were hospitalized?" Percy asked. He had been busy with final exams and hadn't paid much attention to other things, not even knowing that Harry's information came from his two younger brothers.
"It's normal for there to be some magical shock in such a big scene. I'll be fine after a few days of observation at the school hospital. Not only that, but all the external magical devices on my body have been drained."
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Aside from being pulled back to Hogwarts by Dumbledore and falling unconscious on the spot, all of his external magical devices were drained and irreversibly damaged.
This is what they call preparing for a whole year, spending tens of thousands of taels of gold, showing off for three seconds, and then ending up in the hospital.
After he finished speaking, the members of the Adventurers' Club were once again filled with amazement.
The theme of this gathering then shifted to exploring the limits of wizardry.
At the gathering, many people shared stories about the legends they knew, some more, some less. The most frequently mentioned were the Deathly Hallows and the four founders of Hogwarts. The former is a well-known fairy tale, while the latter is the origin of their school.
Just how powerful can a wizard be?
"Perhaps like Ryan?"
"Who's stronger now, Voldemort or Ryan?"
Someone suddenly asked a question.
Ryan honestly said, "If it were a Voldemort at his peak fighting me, it would depend on the circumstances. Let's say it's a traditional wizarding duel arena, the kind that's long and narrow with no room to maneuver, then our fighting strength would be about 30/70."
"I told you Ryan is one of the strongest wizards now! Even back in the day, Voldemort would have had one more person he feared most!" Percy laughed. He was now a member of Ryan's faction. The stronger Ryan was, the greater his support would be, and the higher his status would be.
Perhaps, after graduating and working at the Ministry of Magic for a few years, he would be able to attend the Council of Ministers of Magic—he couldn't contain his excitement.
But Ryan's words shattered his dream the next second: "No, no, no! Percy, what I meant by 30/70 is that Voldemort killed me seven times in three seconds."
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