The two people who were admiring the Ender Dragon stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the door that suddenly exploded open.
The group that broke down the door also saw the Ender Dragon between Kayson and Hagrid; it was small and black, with a mouthful of teeth showing.
"Are you here to see the dragon too?" Kayson asked.
Dumbledore: "..."
Sirius: "..."
Lupin: "..."
"Ah... yes... yes, we heard your dragon was born so we came to see!"
"Oh my, so this is the little dragon! It's really beautiful!"
"Does he have a name? How about we give him a name?"
Hagrid said, "He has it, the Ender Dragon."
"Oh, Enderman."
"No, it's the Ender Dragon."
Looking at the people surrounding him, Kayson only found them somewhat noisy.
But Grindelwald arrived quickly, carrying a copy of the Daily Prophet: "Looking for Dumbledore and Kayson, are they both here?"
The two of them turned to look at each other at the same time, both showing expressions of relief as if they had seen a savior.
"What do you mean?"
Grindelwald handed the Daily Prophet to the two men. "It's nothing important, just something interesting. Take a look."
The two took the newspaper, each tearing off one side and began to read it.
"So the Ministry of Magic arrested the two thieves who robbed Gringotts."
"And it is said that the two thieves have now fled to... Antarctica."
"They are now preparing to send Aurors to Antarctica to capture him..."
" The Ministry of Magic is really going to have no bottom line anymore," Kayson commented.
"Indeed." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.
"So you two kind-hearted culprits aren't worried at all about innocent people being wrongly accused by the Ministry of Magic because of you?" Grindelwald teased.
"Come on," Dumbledore shook his head helplessly. "How could there be any living people in Antarctica? Oh, Modred might be there, but how could Modred possibly be subdued by the Ministry of Magic? It would be more likely that the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic would be subdued and then packed up and thrown back to England."
Kayson nodded. "Yeah, the Ministry of Magic is so shameless as to say that mortals have fled to Antarctica. I really admire their audacity in saying that."
at the same time...
"Damn it, those idiots in England have all been shut down! What decent person would rob Gringotts? After robbing them, they even came to Antarctica to seek refuge! And there were two of them!"
A man wearing a bearskin coat suddenly emerged from the igloo and kicked his companion, who was fishing for penguins and roasting a round-faced, chubby Scottish chicken.
"So where should we go next?" His companion sighed helplessly.
"Anyway, I can't stay in Antarctica anymore. As for the next place, what should I choose..."
The air fell silent for a moment.
They quickly came up with a solution. One of them used Transfiguration to Transfiguration a giant world map in front of him, then pulled out a dart and launched it with a whoosh.
"Where?" his companion asked.
"Hmm... Eurasia... Mongolia, Ulaanbaatar, oh, I've always loved the steppes."
"Then let's set off now."
"No, no, no, there's no rush. I've already booked the plane tickets this time."
"Speaking of which, this is the Hufflepuff Cup, which Voldemort turned into Horcrux? What a waste." Grindelwald sighed as he looked at the cup that Kayson had placed on the table.
Meanwhile, Dumbledore sat calmly in his seat, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"You seem to be having a good time, Dumbledore," Mrs. Weasley said, placing a plate of fruit pie on the table before sitting down.
"Pretty much. After defeating Tom, we might be able to collect all the relics of the Four Founders of Hogwarts," Dumbledore smile.
"From what you're saying, it seems you've already collected several of the items for the 'Monkey King'?"
Mrs. Weasley said.
"You could say that. Headmaster Hufflepuff has the chalice, Headmaster Gryffindor has the longsword, Slytherin has the locket, and now only Headmaster Ravenclaw's relics are missing. I reckon they're probably in Tom's hands by now," Dumbledore said with a smile.
At this point, Kayson got into a conversation. "If Voldemort was able to collect three-quarters of the relics of the Four Founders in just a few years after leaving Hogwarts, why haven't you found a single one after being the headmaster for decades?"
Dumbledore: "..."
"So all these years you've been acting like they're deliberately hiding from me whenever I reach out, but if I don't, they just pop out one after another. Do you think these are socks under your bed?" Kayson asked, scratching his head.
"If you have the time, please go and help me find where that Horcrux we can't track down is hiding, instead of torturing a poor old man here?" Dumbledore said with some helplessness.
"Isn't there still one soul left? We can follow the clues to find that one first." Kayson sat down, picked up a piece of fruit, and wiped it on his clothes as he spoke.
"After we removed the Dark Magic from Headmaster Hufflepuff's cup, Tom probably noticed the change, so he managed to sever the connection between that soul and the Horcrux. In short, that soul is useless now," Dumbledore said with a hint of helplessness.
"We should have split into two groups back then," Kayson said, somewhat speechless.
Then, after lying there for about ten minutes, he suddenly sat up. "You're saying that since Voldemort stored the Hufflepuff Cup directly in Gringotts ' vault, then the other Horcrux aren't with him either. So, is it possible for us to reason, without relying on magic? No matter how powerful Voldemort's magic shield is, it can't stop human intelligence, can it?"
Dumbledore raised his eyelids. "Sounds like you're quite good at this?"
Kayson shook his head.
"So it seems you know someone who is good at it?" Dumbledore continued.
"Obviously!" Kayson said, raising an eyebrow.