"Demons and monsters, get out of here... Is this thing really useful?" Dumbledore said the first sentence and then looked at Kayson with distrust.
"Of course! Keep reading! Didn't you see the pointer on it has started to turn?" Kayson urged excitedly.
Dumbledore somewhat helpless, holding a device that resembled a compass. Fortunately, Kayson hadn't just been foolishly playing around in the chimney, but had instead used his imagination to create an explorer's compass. However, since it was something he had come up with himself, it must have its limitations.
For example, you can't directly search for Voldemort to track Voldemort; you can only use Voldemort's soul, which Dumbledore previously extracted.
On the other hand, using this compass requires a specific incantation.
Kayson, who had never seriously attended a magic school, could only find a proper spell.
"Alright... demons and monsters, get out of here... demons and monsters, get out of here..."
Dumbledore reluctantly continued chanting the incantation, and the trembling of the pointer, which had been slightly shaking, gradually subsided and finally pointed in one direction.
"Is it successful or has it stopped?" Dumbledore asked Kayson.
The latter wasn't sure either, but he cleverly took the compass from Dumbledore and turned it a quarter of a circle ninety degrees.
The compass needle moved naturally, still pointing in that direction.
"No problem." Kayson raised an eyebrow and handed the compass back to Dumbledore.
"So I have to keep chanting the spell?" Dumbledore asked, somewhat exasperated.
"I'm afraid so, Headmaster," Kayson explained with a shrug.
"Hey... demons and monsters, get out of here... demons and monsters, get out of here..."
"Oh, by the way, are you going to stay here like this forever? What if the Horcrux far away from you? Won't it take you 20 days or half a month?" Sirius watched the two of them leave Black family manor, and then he suddenly remembered this serious topic.
Kayson glanced at Sirius with pity. He remained silent, but the Enderman's Stand enveloped him and Dumbledore, instantly teleporting them five miles forward.
The two looked down at the compass. After five miles, there was a slight deviation. They corrected it and continued teleporting.
The two left in the morning, and at noon they chose to have a meal in Diagon Alley.
Of course, it's not exactly this, but the direction the explorer's compass points to is here,
Voldemort's Horcrux is very likely hidden somewhere in Diagon Alley.
For example, right now, Kayson is waiting for his food at the dining table while looking at the compass on the table and in the direction the pointer is pointing: Gringotts.
"How did Tom manage to create a fake body remotely using the Soul and magic of the Horcrux without actually touching Horcrux?" Dumbledore murmured with a frown and a hint of curiosity.
"How could you assume he didn't touch the Horcrux, instead of putting Horcrux back after using it?" Kayson asked curiously.
"His personality is so unconventional. If you go to the toilet to get a pack of toilet paper and take it back to your dorm, would you deliberately put the toilet paper roll back in the toilet after you're done?" Dumbledore turned to look at Kayson and gave a very bold example.
Kayson shook his head. "I haven't experienced it, so you, someone who likes men, would use toilet paper?"
Dumbledore seemed to ignore Kayson's subsequent sarcasm and instead looked at Kayson with surprise. "I think you're stranger than I am in this respect."
Kayson wanted to elaborate further, such as why Dumbledore used toilet paper as an example, because the two are not even in the same league in terms of preciousness.
This is just one example, but before he could even ask, lunch was served.
"Eat up. We still have work to do after we finish eating. Gringotts is an independent organization separate from any other system, so neither the Order of the Phoenix nor the Ministry of Magic can control them. We'll probably have to take matters into our own hands." Dumbledore picked up the hamburger in front of him and took a bite.
"I don't think it's a big problem. Seriously, Gringotts is comparable to the Swiss Silver Gringotts. Do you think there's an army stationed inside?" Kayson shrugged.
"There is no army, but there is a dragon," Dumbledore explained.
"A dragon?" Kayson scratched his head; his space-based dragon-slaying cannon had also proven effective.
Moreover, although the Tianji Dragon Slayer Cannon has been used more than once over such a long period of time, most of the attacks were against humans.
However, the Tianji Dragon Slayer Cannon has never completed a single dragon slaying mission, mainly because it lacks the opportunity.
Kayson had barely encountered any dragons. The dragon in the arena was taken down by Cedric, and the other dragons were hammered into Dragon Hide carpets by the Hogwarts Titan.
"In this magnificent magical world, I've never actually slain a dragon. A bit of a failure," Kayson sighed helplessly.
"Why do you still feel regret about this situation?" Dumbledore looked at Kayson with a helpless expression.
After a satisfying meal!
After they finished eating and paid the bill, Dumbledore led Kayson to a deserted alley, took out two black stockings and two Voldemort masks from his pocket. "Choose one."
Kayson watched as Dumbledore out two options, including the Mask of Pain.
"Can't you be a little bit serious?"
Dumbledore, somewhat exasperated, packed up his things and said, "Then you do it."
Kayson a wave of his hand, a whole bunch of cube heads appeared, from Steve to Ni's skull.
"My God, Kayson, with this art style and this wig, any normal person would immediately associate it with you after just one look," Dumbledore said helplessly.
" Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes ships at least double digits of this stuff every day, don't you know that?" Kayson put a Creeper mask on himself, then put the Zombie mask directly on Dumbledore's head, and pulled out his wand to head towards Gringotts.
"Didn't he ever think of using some kind of invisibility potion or Disillusionment Charm?" Dumbledore sighed helplessly, looking at the relentless, ruthless bandit's back ahead.
Dumbledore quickly caught up with Kayson's figure, and the two stepped through the Gringotts gates at the same time.
"What should we say?" Kayson whispered in Dumbledore's ear.
"What's there to say about robbing someone?" Dumbledore his square head, pulled out his wand, and slammed it against the ceiling with a bang.