Chapter 617 Dumbledore Knows How to Distribute. He Knows What Buy One Get Two Free, Right? (1/2)

Chapter 617 Dumbledore knows how to distribute. He knows what buy one get two free, right?

‘Gandalf’ curiously took the Golden Snitch from Harry and examined it carefully.

He also wanted to know what secrets were hidden in the relic that Dumbledore gave Harry, but even with the use of the Eye of the God, Aaron only saw a thin layer of white light on the surface of the Snitch, and a thick black mist in the depths.

Just as he was wondering, he found that a small part of the light floated towards Harry Potter.

“Can you see it?” Harry asked eagerly.

“Well!” ‘Gandalf’ nodded, with a strange look, “Dumbledore cast a spell on it, and only you can remove this spell.”

“But I have tried many ways, and I can’t open it at all.”

“No, no, no, you may have misunderstood me.” ‘Gandalf’ said meaningfully, “Only you can absorb the magic on this Golden Snitch.”

Harry blinked blankly, not knowing why.

Hermione understood what Gandalf meant, "You mean as long as Harry carries it with him, the secrets on it will automatically emerge."

"Not only that, Harry's own magic power will gradually increase.

Dumbledore had long anticipated his own death, and he consumed some of his strength. It is also interesting to use this method to subtly enhance the potential of the child of prophecy.

In addition, there is another treasure hidden in this golden snitch, but I can't see what it is."

Hearing this, Harry felt mixed emotions and took back the golden snitch with some trembling.

He had complained about Dumbledore not telling him anything before, but now it seems that Dumbledore clearly left the best care and protection to him.

"What about this?" Ron took out a silver lighter with great interest, opened it with a "click", and the light source in the tent was sucked in, and turned on the light source again and returned to its original position.

"This is the Deluminator that Dumbledore left me, but it seems to be only convenient for turning on and off lights."

'Gandalf' took the Deluminator, ran his long fingers over the lines on it, and then smacked his lips in surprise, "Not bad, this alchemy is only a little bit worse than mine."

"I know it's valuable, but it should have other uses!" Ron asked expectantly.

"You guessed right, this Deluminator is actually a portkey." 'Gandalf' glanced at Harry, "It can guide you to find Harry Potter when you need it."

Ron's eyes twitched slightly, that's it? It doesn't seem to be useful!

And he felt an inexplicable malice from the three words 'portkey'. Could it be that he would leave the team while searching for the Horcrux?

"But the value of this alchemical product really depends on the power of the user."

"What do you mean?"

"Watch carefully, I will only demonstrate it once." 'Gandalf' said, and turned on the Deluminator.

Countless points of light were sucked into the de-luminator like a storm, and all the light disappeared in an instant. The surrounding environment was replaced by black light and shadow, and nothing could be seen except each other.

"A barrier created by light and shadow. As long as the barrier is not broken, what happens inside will not affect the outside."

"My Merlin!"

Ron was stunned and swallowed hard.

Sure enough, I am the most handsome boy in the whole Gryffindor. Compared with this treasure, the Golden Snitch and the story collection are simply weak.

'Gandalf' opened the de-luminator again, releasing all the light, and they returned to the tent.

"Hey!" Ron was still not satisfied, "I want to experience it again!"

"This is unfair." Hermione looked at Harry and Ron with resentment, "Dumbledore left Harry power and Ron treasures, but in my hands it's just an ordinary story collection, not worth half a Galleon."

"Don't be envious!" Ron boasted sarcastically, "Dumbledore is really good to both of us, but don't you also have a boyfriend who loves you?

As long as you need it, Aaron will definitely get you something better."

"You..." Hermione took a deep breath and said coldly, "Don't joke with him."

Ron smiled embarrassedly, "I won't dare to do it next time."

"That light-off device is also a pearl covered in dust." 'Gandalf' said regretfully, "It may never work in your hands."

Ron felt a knife in his chest, but the light-off device in his hand quickly soothed the pain.

He may not be able to create a barrier like Gandalf, but his descendants may not be unable to do so.

"Dumbledore knows how to distribute. Harry Potter needs power, Ron Weasley needs wealth, and as for Hermione... you are so good that he doesn't know what to give you." 'Gandalf' showed a forced smile, and cursed Dumbledore's partiality in his heart.

It's really unreasonable and too much.

There is nothing wrong with giving more care to poor students, but it is too much to give extra care to good students.

"That's right, that's right." Harry said reluctantly, "What Gandalf said makes sense."

"You're really good at comforting people." Hermione said unhappily.

"By the way, I almost forgot one thing." 'Gandalf' patted his head, "Miss Granger, Aaron specifically asked me to bring you a gift."

"Aaron's gift?" Hermione was touched, and before she could say anything, she saw Gandalf took out a white plaid scarf.

Ron curiously reached out to touch it, but before he could touch it, he was hit back by a pipe.

"This is not for you." 'Gandalf' snorted.

"Even if you touch it, you can't?"

"No."

"It's just a scarf, right? I've seen it before."

"This scarf is more valuable than the Deluminator in your hand." 'Gandalf' explained patiently, "The main material is the scales of the dragon's heart, and it's not an ordinary dragon.

Originally, he planned to make a breastplate, but considering that it was not suitable for girls, he changed the breastplate into a scarf.

Wearing it can resist the cold, reduce the damage of fire, and even defend against the killing curse in critical moments."

"This is too exaggerated!" Ron couldn't believe it. He still thought that the Deluminator was more valuable, but the scarf was obviously more practical.

Hermione gently took the scarf and draped it around her neck.

"How does it feel?"

"Very warm."

"It's also very beautiful, worth my while..." 'Gandalf' said halfway and quickly changed his words, "Bring it to you."

Hermione smiled contentedly, "Thank you, Mr. Gandalf."

"You're welcome, go and rest if you have nothing to do, and go to the kitchen to find something to eat if you are hungry.

We will set off tomorrow to Godric's Hollow."

"Sir." Hermione stopped 'Gandalf' who was walking towards the bedroom and hesitated for a moment before saying seriously, "Harry has something to ask you."

"I'm fine?" Harry looked at Hermione in confusion, "Did you make a mistake somewhere?"

"Did you forget?" Hermione quickly winked at him, "That dream."

Harry suddenly realized that he didn't want Gandalf to know about his connection with Voldemort, but the wand was related to his life and property in a sense, and he couldn't help but care.

"Sir, it's like this..." Harry quickly told 'Gandalf' about the scene he saw in his dream.

"You mean the You-Know-Who captured Gregorovitch and wanted to find a wand through him?" 'Gandalf' looked strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He seemed to know what Voldemort was looking for. When he was in Nurmengard a few days ago, Grindelwald said that Dumbledore wanted him to tell someone the location of a wand. If nothing unexpected happened, that person was Voldemort.

Damn! The old ones are still the best!

Dumbledore really calculated every step of Voldemort, even arranged the wand he was going to use, and the actor he invited was a big shot like Gellert Grindelwald.

"Yes, sir.

Do you know that wand?"

"How could I know?" 'Gandalf' denied expressionlessly, then changed the subject, "But I can be sure that even if he gets the wand, it will not pose a threat to you."

"What's the basis?" Ron asked, "If the You-Know-Who really cracked Harry's wand, he..."

"He can become the savior against the You-Know-Who in the prophecy, not by relying on a twin wand." 'Gandalf' interrupted, "He relies on..."

"Love." Harry said bitterly He smiled and said, "Dumbledore has told me many times."

"What he said is not complete." 'Gandalf' shrugged, "But I can give you some supplements."

"What supplements?"

"The word love sounds a bit ethereal, and there are many kinds of it.

The love between husband and wife, the friendship between friends, the love of relatives, the love of oneself, the love of the world, etc., are all part of it, but what you can rely on most is the mother's love that will never run out."

Harry fell into deep thought after hearing this, and his heart seemed to be touched by something.

'Gandalf's' words touched him deeply, but he still didn't think that mother's love could defeat Voldemort.

The other party was a great wizard who had one foot in the holy realm, and he was just a small wizard. Even if his mother put all her magic power on him, it would be difficult to cross this huge gap.

"The blood protection spell will be invalid on the day Harry comes of age." Ron reminded with some embarrassment.

"So what?

Harry Potter, you have to have some confidence in yourself.

Your wand is less than ten Galleons. You don't really think that you relied on such a twin wand to escape danger many times, do you?" 'Gandalf' smiled meaningfully, and then picked up the wand and walked to his room.

"What does he mean? It's inexplicable."

"I don't know." Harry was also confused.

"I think he seems to know what wand the You-Know-Who is looking for?" Hermione said thoughtfully, "Even if he doesn't know where it is, he must know the identity of the person who stole it from Gregorovitch."

"Hermione." Ron said speechlessly, "I know your intuition is always accurate, but even if it is accurate, what can you do if others don't want to tell you?"

"It's just my guess."

"Put the wand thing aside!

Let's go to Godric's Hollow first. It would be great if we can find the sword of Gryffindor."

......

The next day, the morning sun shone into the tent.

Harry and the other two came out of the room one after another. Compared with yesterday, their clothes were clean and decent, and they were obviously in much better condition.

"It was such a comfortable sleep." Ron stretched, "I always thought that I couldn't sleep well because we were hiding from the pursuit. Now I can be sure that it was all the bed's fault."

"We are still hiding from the pursuit." Hermione said unhappily, "We can't forget the current situation just because the conditions have improved!"

"I know, I know." Ron waved his hand impatiently, "I feel like you are as nagging as my mother."

"What a nice smell!" Harry took a deep breath, "I smell the smell of meat."

"And the sweetness of cappuccino." Hermione murmured.

"It's time for breakfast, right?" Ron said, and his legs walked uncontrollably towards the restaurant.

"You're all here." 'Gandalf' looked at the three people, "You have a very sensitive nose!"

"What to eat?" Ron asked impatiently, his eyes kept looking at the covered plates on the dining table, and the aroma inside made him swallow his saliva involuntarily.

'Gandalf' raised his eyebrows playfully and opened the lids one by one.

"Tomato stewed pork ribs, beef with onions, fried pumpkin, vegetable salad, and milk and juice."

"Enough, enough." Ron said embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry for your trouble."

"No trouble, these are all for me." 'Gandalf' said lightly.

"You eat?" Ron was stunned for a long time before reacting, "Then what do we eat?"

"Of course, we cook whatever we want to eat." 'Gandalf' said confidently, "You live in my house, you can't even eat together!"

"Ah this..."

The three looked at each other, speechless.

'Gandalf' is not Kreacher, there is no reason to serve them, and providing ingredients and a kitchen is enough to repay them.

"We'll just do it ourselves." Harry forced a smile.

"Hermione, you stay, and don't worry about the two of them."

"This is not appropriate!"

"Aaron asked me to take good care of you, and he paid me a reward that I couldn't refuse."

"What about us?" Ron asked weakly.

"He only paid Miss Granger, as for the two of you... do you know what buy one get two free?"

The two looked at each other, feeling so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.

This difference is too big!

Hermione hesitated for a while, "I'd better help them!"

"No, I can cook." Harry gritted his teeth stubbornly. The difference in treatment made him feel particularly uncomfortable, but at this time he had to thank the Dursleys who had abused him for more than ten years.

Thanks to them, his cooking skills are still acceptable.

"Don't be so angry." 'Gandalf' curled his lips, "You have breakfast too, but it's not as rich."

"Is there a share for us too?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"I have principles. Even if you two buy one get two free, I won't let you go hungry." 'Gandalf' snapped his fingers, and a few more plates appeared on the table. "There are plenty of pizza, pies, bread, cakes, and boiled water, but if you want to eat good food, you have to do it yourself, or I'll take care of it."

"Thank you, Gandalf, you're a good man." Ron shook his hand and almost shed tears of emotion.