We agreed to chat for a while and then leave, and soon it was evening.
Since we've been here so long, let's have dinner before we leave.
"Professor Moody, would you like to watch the game together?"
A game won't take up much time, so let's watch it.
After England and Scotland both suffered consecutive defeats, fans are not optimistic about the Wales team.
8 p. m.
St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries
Wales and other members of the Special Squad who were still recovering from their injuries arrived at the lobby on the first floor on time from their hospital rooms.
They arrived early, but found a quiet corner to sit down.
After a long series of advertisements and interviews, the contestants finally took the stage.
With the breath of a fire dragon in the sky, the Wales team flew out of the flames.
After that, a graceful East African crowned crane stood in the middle of the arena.
Its plumage is in different shades of gray, with white flight feathers and brown wingtips and tail feathers.
After its clear and melodious chirping, it spread its wings and flew around the stadium once, eventually scattering into countless glittering and beautiful starlight.
The Ugandan team emerged from the shower of starlight, facing off against the Wales team on the other side.
The match was not as one-sided as expected; the two sides traded blows, and the score difference was very close.
Unfortunately, the Ugandan Seeker spotted the Golden Snitch first and quickly captured it, ending the game with a score of 110-270.
Although Wales felt particularly disappointed after watching the entire match, they also couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
Britain the three teams, only Wales avoided a crushing defeat, which is certainly something to be happy about for the fans.
For the British Ministry of Magic, the Wales team had already redeemed themselves and dared not even dream of reaching the semi-finals.
On the other side,
Moody was about to leave after watching the game, but as he left the box, he ran into Dumbledore walking towards him.
"Alastor, how are you feeling?"
Moody glanced back inside. "It's been a long time since I've felt relaxed. It feels great."
Dumbledore stopped beside him. "Then you'll love the atmosphere at Hogwarts."
Moody's lips unconsciously curled into a smile. "Albus Dumbledore, I'm going back now."
"See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
After saying goodbye, Dumbledore went into the box.
Vincent, who was discussing with his friends where to celebrate, turned to look at him.
I recognized him by his eyes; he was here to find me.
"Sorry, it seems I have something to do tonight."
The young men were disappointed, but they understood that Dumbledore wouldn't have come without a reason.
Hermione seemed to sense something and whispered in Vincent's ear, "Be careful, don't get hurt again."
Vincent raised his left hand and gently shook his index finger, which was adorned with the Flamel Ring. "I have the Goblin King's blessing, and Professor Dumbledore is with me too."
Hermione released him without saying anything more.
The worry was still in her eyes, but there was even more trust.
Vincent turned and walked toward Dumbledore.
"Professor, have you found the hiding place?"
"I found a new memory of Tom's, and I believe the cave in it is the hiding place."
That vast expanse of cave-filled sea area must contain countless caves; such a place is indeed very suitable for placing Horcrux.
Vincent called Harry, and the three of them walked out of the private room. Not long after, Sirius Black caught up with them.
He looked directly into Dumbledore's eyes. "I am Harry's godfather, and I have a duty to protect him."
Dumbledore nodded slightly to him, then led the three to a nearby empty private room.
Fawkes appeared amidst a large burst of flames.
The next second, they appeared on a deserted island by the sea.
Vincent gazed at the dark sea in the distance. "Professor, what is the exact location?"
Dumbledore turned to face the cliff, raised the Elder Wand, and touched it to his forehead. "There is a place that can barely be called a village halfway up this cliff, where Tom once took two orphans to breathe the sea air and admire the waves crashing on the shore in the distance."
Vincent's lips twitched. "Is Tom such a friendly person?"
He glanced at the rugged and steep cliff face. "Muggle without professional climbing equipment can't possibly climb such a dangerous place. Tom probably brought the orphans here to satisfy his pathetic vanity."
Sirius Black and Harry nodded secretly to each other.
They had all seen Tom's childhood memories; this psychopath who had killed small animals since childhood even particularly enjoyed the pleasure of intimidating orphans.
Dumbledore smiled silently at Vincent, then glanced at the cliff where there was nowhere to land.
Vincent shrugged. "There's only one pair of Flying Boots, so—"
The liquid Mithril he pulled from the Flamel Ring automatically adhered to his feet, quickly forming a pair of metal boots.
"So, I'll go up and check the situation first."
Without any sound or vibration, the powerful thrust from the jet nozzles on the soles of his shoes propelled him to the edge of the cliff in the blink of an eye.
On the other side of the cliff are many rocks that have been smoothed by the sea, and there is a small crack in the cliff face near the sea.
Vincent installed a glowing alchemical artifact at the top of the crevice and saw the dark seawater swirling inside.
We came at the wrong time today; the rising tide has filled it up, and it's bottomless.
Instead of rushing in, he sent two palm-sized miniature Magical Automaton underwater, which then flew back.
He briefly explained the situation to the three men and then took out a rope ladder, gesturing for them to climb up.
With the weight-bearing capacity of the Flying Boots, it was still easy for four people to walk.
Back in the crevice of the cliff, the miniature Magical Automaton also dived to the deepest part and found a narrow, dark passage.
Vincent used his powerful magic to remotely control the Magical Automaton deep into the secret passage, but after swimming to the surface at the end of the water, he completely lost contact with them.
"Looks like I've come to the right place."
Dumbledore, on the rope ladder, landed steadily on the Ishigami next to the crevice.
Sirius Black and Harry jumped down one after the other, but they both swayed several times, losing their balance.
Dumbledore a hundred years old, yet he is more agile than a young man.
Vincent slowly descended, hovering in front of the crack. "Both of the Magical Automaton I sent out have lost contact. There should be some kind of magical restriction at the end of the passage."
After a moment's thought, Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand and cast a waterproof spell on his white robes.
Just as he was about to jump into the crevice, Vincent reached out and stopped him.
"Professor, it's dark and dangerous inside. Here, take this."
Dumbledore "deeply moved" as he caught several alchemical lighting tools.
"Isn't there anything else?"
"That's it." Vincent flew to the edge of the crack and gestured for him to go in.
Dumbledore's eye twitched slightly.
He turned and nodded to Sirius Black and Harry, then slid down the smooth rock into the seawater in the crevice.