Vizet turned to look at Dumbledore. Everything Dumbledore was showing at this moment truly felt unfamiliar to him.
At this moment, Dumbledore's usual composure had vanished without a trace. The wisdom in his deep-blue eyes had disappeared, replaced by overwhelming desire.
Even when Madam Pomfrey confiscated all his sweets, Dumbledore's eyes had never revealed such undisguised longing.
"It's actually here!" Dumbledore said with a tremble in his voice. His tone carried an extremely complicated mixture of profound sorrow and intense longing.
The next moment, he reached for the Horcrux Ring. He moved as quickly as Harry did when catching the Golden Snitch.
Vizet swiftly raised his Wand. A shock wave surged from its tip and slammed into the box containing the Horcrux Ring.
"No!" Dumbledore let out an unwilling roar. When the box was knocked away, he could almost feel his fingertips touching the Horcrux Ring.
Vizet said sternly, "Headmaster Dumbledore, you'd better calm down!"
Although his earlier probing had lasted only a short while, he had already sensed the danger and understood what kind of curse the ring contained.
"That ring holds a terrible curse. Once the curse is removed, you can... Accio!"
Dumbledore's attention was entirely fixed on the Horcrux Ring. He raised his Wand toward the box, trying to summon it to his side.
Seeing this, Vizet stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he drove the Obscurus Core to pump.
Sensing the Ancient Magic Power surging forth, he directly cast Ancient Magic: Improved Summoning Charm, forcibly summoning the box to his side.
Facing the box Voldemort had made, he did not touch it directly. Instead, he summoned several flames, wrapping the box in them and leaving it floating in midair.
The ring that had been within easy reach was pulled away again. Dumbledore changed the direction of