Chapter 122 Dumbledore with his hands on his hips and anger JPG (Ch 122)

He already roughly understood what his future self in heaven said.

Maybe the principle is unknown, but the result is very clear. As long as I create a magic seed, the future Kaisen timeline that is chasing me will be derived.

And when that future Kaisen finds his timeline, he will be captured by his timeline and the time rules of the world, and then disappear along with the destruction of the magic seed.

However, the only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that the mistakes he made would implicate three billion people!

“What’s wrong with you?” Dumbledore turned around and asked.

Kaisen pursed his lips: “I made a mistake, and now I am trying my best to make up for it.”

“You didn’t…”

“Let’s go find that basilisk first.” Kaisen shook his head, rejected Dumbledore’s comfort, and walked straight to Myrtle’s bathroom.

The three of them came to the bathroom, and Myrtle shyly hid in the toilet, obviously having no intention of coming out.

Kaisen, on the other hand, carefully examined every inch of the bathroom through his monocle.

Finally found a tiny difference on a faucet.

【Metal】【Magic】

“This…” Kaisen walked over and looked at one of the brass faucets, which had an exquisite little snake engraved on it.

Dumbledore also looked over: “Let me think… You said before that Harry is a Parseltongue, right?”

Kaisen nodded, while Lupin on the side was a little confused.

“Hmm? What’s Parseltongue? Harry?”

“That is true.” Dumbledore nodded.

Parseltongue is generally passed down through blood, but it can also be said to be passed down through the soul.

Harry might have an ancestor who was a Parseltongue, and the gift of Parseltongue didn’t show up until his generation.

But this explanation is a bit far-fetched. After all, the Potter family is quite famous in the wizarding world, and I have never heard of any ancestor of the Potter family having the talent of Parseltongue. Even if there is one, it is unlikely to be revealed now.

If this talent is not passed down from the bloodline, then it can only be acquired later, such as… the contamination of an external soul, and the passive learning of Parseltongue…

Soul tainted…soul torn, Horcruxes, Voldemort…Horcruxes!

If Harry’s Parseltongue came from Voldemort, then it would prove that Voldemort could also speak Parseltongue, and an alchemical object that he couldn’t tell the depth of with his magical attainments could only be a case of a blind spot in his knowledge…

Boom…Boom…

Dumbledore looked at Kaisen in confusion as he unceremoniously drilled two holes in the wall and discovered a huge pipe.

“…………You are destroying the wall of Hogwarts.” He sighed. Not only was the wall destroyed, but also Kaisen shamelessly interrupted his thoughts…

in short…

He seems useless.

【Dumbledore puts his hands on his hips and is angry.】

[Forgive me for not finding the pictures…the ones I found all have subtitles. ]

“Okay, go in…wait, Lupin, put this on.” Just as Kaisen was about to jump, he took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and handed them to Lupin.

“What’s the use of this thing?”

“It can save your life when you face off against a basilisk.”

“Thank you very much.”

Lupin also put on his glasses, and the two of them jumped into the pipe one after the other.

Dumbledore stuck his head out, obviously disgusted by the dirty pipes, and directly used Apparition.

……………………

“So who can answer me, why are you all still so graceful, only me?” Lupin looked at Kayson and Dumbledore who were still well-dressed in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and then looked at himself who was in a messy state.

“Oh… I can fly, Dumbledore can teleport… but you are really playing on the slide, there’s nothing I can do.” Kaisen shrugged and said.

“……….”

Dumbledore looked up at the huge secret room and said, “As expected, this is Slytherin’s secret room. We just need to wait and see.”

“Sit back and wait…what do you think of this plan?” Lupin asked in a low voice beside Kaisen.

“You want me to tell you? I think Dumbledore is getting old and confused.”

“Ahem…” The person that Kaisen was commenting on coughed twice in embarrassment.

“What… Wow… Dumbledore, do you want to look back at that awesome-looking thing behind you?”

Dumbledore shook his head. “If you really want to murder the headmaster, I suggest you start with Minerva.”

“Why don’t you run away?” Kaisen said as he took out his staff, the element of death gathered on the tip of his wand.

On the other side, Lupin didn’t even have the slightest bit of forewarning. He started at zero frame and cast an Eyespell towards the basilisk.

Almost instantly, the basilisk’s originally round eyeballs shrank and no longer had any luster.

On the other side, the death element accumulated in Kaisen’s staff also hit the basilisk’s huge head at the right time.

It took no more than fifteen seconds from the appearance of the basilisk to its death. 0.5, the culprit that had brought terror to Hogwarts for most of the semester, was lying on the ground.

“Severus will be very happy with the corpse of this giant basilisk.” Dumbledore said happily with his hands on his hips.

“Yes, I have no doubt about it… But could our headmaster condescend to come and help us find Voldemort’s notebook?”

Lupin looked at Dumbledore in confusion after hearing Kaisen’s shocking words.

“What Voldemort?”

Kaisen came over at the right time, put his arm around Lupin’s shoulders, walked to the corner and started mumbling softly.

“That’s right… Dumbledore, don’t you know?”

“He just has this habit.”

“Yeah, maybe I should say there’s something to the high and low position of Defense Against the Dark Arts.”

Dumbledore looked speechlessly at the two people who were plotting loudly in the corner. He took off his glasses helplessly and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Originally, Kaisen had little respect for him. Well… although it was partly his own fault, he originally wanted to recruit Lupin, who admired him, to neutralize the situation.

Unexpectedly, Lupin was assimilated by Kaisen?

This means that next semester he will have to face two professors who have little respect for him…

When Dumbledore thought of this, he felt that his future was bleak. He probably wouldn’t be able to get much good sleep next semester.