After a brief moment of panic, Harry looked at Dumbledore in front of him and asked hopefully.

"You could think so..." Dumbledore said after thinking for a moment.

Harry looked a little excited. If Dumbledore could come back, I believe everyone would be excited.

Kyle watched them from the side without saying anything.

In fact, ever since he met Dumbledore, he had more doubts in his heart. In the final analysis, it was all because of Dumbledore's lame excuse just now.

To be honest, Dumbledore is not a perfect wizard, or to say that at times, he is a little cruel...

For example, in order to keep Harry away from the hype and glory of the wizarding world, he was allowed to live alone in the home of his aunt and uncle who hated magic for ten years.

But if you were to tell him that Dumbledore just stood by and watched his students and professors being slaughtered by Death Eaters in order to retire smoothly, not only Kyle, but even Ron would not believe it.

This excuse is terrible.

If Fawkes hadn't reacted, Kyle would have released the basilisk to kill Dumbledore.

But Fawkes did not react, which meant that the person in front of him was indeed Dumbledore. Besides, if he was an impostor, he would not have known that Harry was a Horcrux.

But this is also what Kyle doesn't understand the most.

But before he could ask, he was interrupted by Harry and the others.

"Harry, he is not Headmaster Dumbledore." Hermione suddenly said after coming to her senses, attracting everyone's attention.

"How is that possible, Hermione? He is obviously Professor Dumbledore." Harry asked in confusion, "I remember you said that only hair taken from a living person can be used to make Polyjuice Potion, so he can't be a fake, right?"

"No, I mean, he's a ghost!" Hermione pointed, "Look if you don't believe me, he has no shadow."

shadow……

Everyone's eyes turned to Dumbledore.

Then Kyle's pupils shrank.

The lights in the room were very bright, and under the illumination of the lights, five long shadows were clearly cast on the floor and walls.

It looks like there is nothing wrong with it, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a shadow that is not a human figure, but a long-legged stool... the stool that Dumbledore is sitting on.

As for Dumbledore himself, he has no shadow.

It was just that the position of the stool seemed to have been deliberately adjusted, and the shadow was stretched very long. If Hermione hadn't reminded him, Kyle really wouldn't have noticed anything wrong.

"Professor, you..."

"Ah, don't be nervous." Dumbledore waved his hand and interrupted Kyle's words, "I'm still alive for the time being, but I thought I could get away with it this time, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Miss Granger."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked under the light.

This time it can be clearly seen that he really has no shadow, and this situation only occurs on ghosts.

"I know what you want to ask." Dumbledore looked at Kyle, "I can only say that my current state is very special. I am not a ghost in the true sense."

"But that's not really living, right?" Kyle asked.

Dumbledore said nothing, which was considered as his consent.

It was not until a long time later that he said in a joking tone: "This is not something difficult to understand, Kyle. Don't forget that time conversion can only allow people to go back to the past, but cannot increase time out of thin air... I think you know what I am talking about."

This time it was Kyle's turn to be silent.

Of course he knew that Dumbledore had been stuck in time in 1899, and there was no telling how many times the same thing had been repeated, or how many years had passed.

The time involved did not appear out of thin air, and of course it cannot disappear out of thin air.

In other words, Dumbledore's actual age is much older than he is now...but he never mentioned it after he came back, and Kyle didn't want to think about it too much.

The silence between the two made Harry, who was standing next to them, anxious. He looked at Dumbledore and then at Kyle, feeling dizzy and unable to understand what they meant at all.

"I will explain it later. No matter what you want to know, I will not hide it." Dumbledore spoke again: "But the most critical question now is how can we kill Tom completely."

Hearing this, Harry finally came to his senses, not caring whether Dumbledore was a ghost or not, and immediately asked loudly: "Professor, I really am... am..."

"Horcrux." Dumbledore said for him: "Yes, in a sense, you are indeed a Horcrux of Voldemort... I'm sorry, child, I haven't told you the truth."

"I...I..." Harry looked a little confused, opening his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Wait a moment." Kyle stepped forward, "Professor, if we can solve the soul fragment in Harry's body, we can continue the previous topic."

"You could say that." Dumbledore nodded. "But it's not easy. Harry is different from the other Horcruxes. We can't kill Tom's soul by destroying the carrier.

"The only way I can think of is for Tom to do it himself and kill his other self through the special connection between the two souls."

"But Voldemort has escaped," said Hermione.

"Yes, he ran away." Dumbledore's expression was solemn. "It's my fault. I stubbornly believed that only when Harry could face all this calmly by himself, could he have the prerequisite to defeat Tom."

"It's just that I didn't expect Tom to lose..." Dumbledore looked at Harry, "Forgive me, I should have told you this earlier."

Harry stood there, head bowed.

It was obvious that he was not completely without resentment towards Dumbledore, but the way of this meeting was so unique that he didn't know how to express it for a moment.

"It's just a soul fragment. There's no need to make such a big fuss." Kyle suddenly spoke, breaking the awkwardness around them.

"Do you have a solution?" Dumbledore was stunned for a moment. "I have asked, and Nico's method of purifying Horcruxes is not suitable for use on Harry."

"That's not what I want to talk about." Kyle shook his head. "In fact, when I first sent the Horcrux Crown over, I discussed with Nico how to deal with the Horcruxes."

Kyle moved his fingers lightly, opened the lock of the box, and put half of his body inside.

"To be honest, this thing seems tricky, but there are many solutions... Fiendfyre, Basilisk Fangs, and the Killing Curse are all options."

Kyle's voice came from the box, sounding somewhat dull. "All of these, without exception, can affect the soul... If that's the case, then I thought of another thing that is also related to the soul, and you've all seen it."

"Oh, found it!" Kyle stood up.

At the same time, the temperature in the house dropped sharply, and the air seemed to be frozen...

Harry saw something float out of the trunk, its face hidden by a hood, and it made a rattling sound.

"Dementors..." Harry clutched his chest, and some bad memories came flooding back.

"Call the Gods to Protect..."

"Expelliarmus!"

Hermione's wand spun and landed in Kyle's hand.

"Don't get excited, it's the key to solving the problem." Kyle returned the wand to Hermione and commanded the Dementor to float towards Harry.

Dumbledore seemed to understand Kyle's intention, and his blue eyes suddenly brightened.

But Kyle didn't notice this, he was still explaining to Harry.

"Remember? What happened with the Dementor's Kiss?"

Harry felt frozen all over, but he still said tremblingly: "Dementors...eat the soul...leaving only...a living body."

"That's right," Kyle said, "and Horcruxes are just soul fragments."

Now, everyone in the room, including Ron, understood what Kyle meant.

It is to use the Dementors' ability to suck out souls to get rid of Voldemort's soul fragments.

"What a brilliant idea!" Dumbledore said sincerely. He had never thought of this before.

"Actually, I've always wanted to try this method, but I'm worried that the Dementors might have a negative impact on the crown that carries the soul fragments, so I haven't made up my mind yet."

Kyle stopped in front of Harry and said, "This is a good opportunity to verify my idea."

Harry blinked, feeling like something was wrong.

Are you worried that the Dementors will affect the crown, but you are not worried that it will affect him? Is he not as good as a crown? "Wait..." Hermione hurriedly stopped Kyle, "Your method has not been tested yet, no, what if the Dementors devour Harry's soul? This is too risky, I don't agree!"

"You are so kind, Hermione!" Harry was about to cry. This was what he wanted to say...

"I, I didn't mean that, I just..." Hermione was anxious to explain something.

"Fall unconscious!" Kyle waved his wand lightly, and without any warning, Hermione fell unconscious and lay motionless on the ground.

"Kyle, you..."

"Fainted!"

Ron didn't move either.

"Good, now no one is bothering us," Kyle said, looking Harry straight in the eye. "Relax, it won't hurt at all."

Harry's throat moved. He wanted to reject Kyle righteously, but he couldn't say anything.

Because the Dementor was leaning over him, Harry felt his throat was frozen and couldn't say anything. In a trance, he saw what was under the Dementor's hood.

It was a hole that seemed to suck away all the joy.

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Harry once thought that he had overcome the fear of Dementors, but now he felt that he was wrong. He heard the scream again, exactly the same as when he first encountered Dementors on the train.

This time the scream was even clearer, as if it was right next to my ear.

Harry subconsciously wanted to use the Patronus Charm, but his fingers seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift the wand.

Harry's eyes became increasingly blurred, his face turned as pale as a faded portrait, and he felt something squeezed out of his throat.

From the perspective of others, it was a ball of light whose color was hard to describe. It could be white, or light yellow, or blue, or red...

Its color seems to be constantly changing, yet it also seems to have never changed.

After the ball of light appeared, the Dementor became obviously excited and wanted to swallow it in one gulp, but at this time, a long silver thread appeared behind it.

It was a tentacle of a jellyfish, wrapped around the Dementor's neck, and it immediately gave up the idea of ​​a good meal and began to suck harder.

Finally, another ball of light appeared, which looked much smaller than the first one and the color was darker.

"That's it..." Dumbledore shouted excitedly, "Yes, Tom's soul fragment!"

"Eat it!" The jellyfish released the Dementor and its tentacles wrapped around Harry's soul, forming a protective circle.

But the Dementor did not move. For a moment, a clear look of surprise appeared on its eye sockets, which were covered with a thin layer of gray scabs.

Not until Kyle repeated it did it suddenly lean over and aim the large, shapeless hole under its hood at the smaller, unprotected ball of light.

“Woo!”

A chill wind seemed to blow through the room, the ball of light was surrounded by black fog, and all sorts of creepy howling sounds came from the depths.

But soon these sounds were sucked into the Dementor's mouth along with the black fog. The light ball tried to resist, but it only flashed twice before being completely extinguished.

The Dementors just floated there, showing an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"This..." Kyle looked at Dumbledore in confusion, "Is this a solved problem?"

"Should be, right?" Dumbledore was also a little uncertain.

The main reason was that it was too simple. After all, it was a fragment of Voldemort's soul. How could it be eaten by the Dementors like jelly beans? He could feel that when the Dementors sucked it into their mouths, the soul aura on the ball of light completely dissipated.

Who can find out? Dementors, the most evil creatures, are naturally able to restrain the most evil Horcrux black magic.

"I told you this would work." Kyle put the Dementor back into the box and came to Harry to check it again.

Fortunately, after the Dementors disappeared, the ball of light representing his soul sank again and returned to his body.

Harry's body shook violently and his face turned red in an instant. Although he was still unconscious, he would wake up soon.

Knowing that he was okay, Kyle turned his gaze to Dumbledore.

"Well, what do you want to know?" Dumbledore seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock of the Dementors devouring the Horcruxes, but he had no intention of going back on his word.

"When did it happen?"

"After I took Draco Malfoy to Severus' office," Dumbledore said.

"It happened to be the day of your funeral?"

"Well, that will take a few days," said Dumbledore.

"So you rescued Malfoy?" Kyle asked, "You also knocked out Professor Flitwick."

"That was Aberforth's doing," Dumbledore corrected. "He attacked Filius. It has nothing to do with me."

"No wonder." Kyle narrowed his eyes, "You haven't appeared since then. It's like you disappeared."

"There's no way. I thought I could wait until the final battle." Dumbledore smiled and said helplessly.

"So you are now..." Kyle looked at Dumbledore carefully.

Although he is called a ghost, his current appearance is almost no different from a real person, which is why Kyle didn't notice anything at first.

"It is a price of some kind," said Dumbledore. "That day I met Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw, and I begged her to help me, at least to complete one last thing for Hogwarts, and she agreed."

Kyle's eyes flickered. He didn't expect Rowena Ravenclaw to be involved.

"What did she do?"

"I'm sorry, but that's the only thing I can't tell you," said Dumbledore.

"Okay, then what are you going to do?" Kyle did not continue to ask, and took the initiative to change the subject: "Are you going to help my mother?"

"That was incidental, not part of my plan," said Dumbledore.

"Help to deal with Voldemort?"

"That was my initial thought," Dumbledore said. "I wanted to save some strength so I could help you at a critical moment, but then I realized that you could still defeat Tom without my help."

"So that's...telling me that Harry is a Horcrux?"

"No." Dumbledore shook his head again.

Now Kyle couldn't guess.

"It's your business." Dumbledore reminded: "Remember what we talked about before Harry came?"

"Of course." Kyle nodded. "You said you wanted to retire, and you deliberately watched the Death Eaters cause trouble in Hogwarts."

"That's right," said Dumbledore. "Tomorrow I will appear before everyone and repeat what I said."

"You'll be drowned in Howlers." Kyle raised his head sharply. "Add to that the fake funeral that fooled everyone before, Professor Dumbledore, and you'll probably become the disgrace of the British wizarding world overnight."

"Ah, that's what I want to do." Dumbledore said with a smile: "If I can attract everyone's attention and hatred to me, no one will pay attention to what you have done."

"Huh?" Kyle pointed at himself, "Did I do something?"

"Many of those Death Eaters who died from Fiendfyre heard what Tom said to you, and when they calm down, they will always doubt you.

"Oh, and that big patch of biting kale behind the castle was also made by you... Have you ever thought about how many wizards you killed in this war?"

Kyle pursed his lips. He really didn't know. Apart from the one or two that happened, Dumbledore had said it twice at most.

The Fiendfyre explosion only killed about a hundred Death Eaters, and injured many more.

As for the biting kale… it’s a plant after all, and those Death Eaters are not fools who don’t know how to run away, so there must not be many…

"Two hundred and sixty..." Dumbledore said a number for Kyle. "This is just an approximation."

"So there has to be a target that is big enough to attract all the attention and hatred, so that people will subconsciously forget about other things."

“I think I’m just the right person.”

…

(End of this chapter)