Jing Meng and Harry's Secret Base

"I knew it!" Ron said again, repeating his favorite phrase, "Dumbledore must be subtly excluding Skywalker and his company."

The Skywalker's influence in the Wizarding World is now enormous.

But he lived a very secluded life. No one knew his name, where he came from, or what he looked like.

Dumbledore certainly wouldn't trust him if he didn't know him well.

I finally understand!

That's why the school banned the use of props like Take-copter and underwater breathing tubes on campus since we were in first grade.

This is not because of piracy of Borgin and Burkes!

It's all because Dumbledore is trying to diminish Skywalker's and his company's influence! I understand!

What did you understand?

I think you're overthinking it.

Dumbledore didn't mention their names this time, but he'll still slip up during the live stream later.

This actually had a catalytic effect.

It will be a surprise.

"Even if we go by your logic, I think it's more likely that it was Dumbledore's whim," Harry replied irritably.

All of this was indeed just a whim of Dumbledore's.

But Ron wasn't wrong. This behavior was indeed one of rejection.

Dumbledore is a wizard of noble character who would not punish someone simply because he has doubts about them.

If revealing their names is important to Skywalker and his companies, Dumbledore wouldn't deliberately hide them.

But precisely because they were unimportant, Dumbledore decided on a whim to omit them.

After all, Ron was right. Dumbledore didn't want to mention the names of an organization and individual that had a great influence but whom he knew nothing about.

However, this fact did not allow Ryan to ignore the momentary rejection that Dumbledore felt and the actions he took.

So, after Harry and the others finished talking, they went straight back to their dorm (Harry was going to Hogsmeade the next day and needed to get some rest).

Ryan offered a 'blessing' that wasn't really a blessing.

It was 11:30 a. m., inside the Headmaster's Office. The huge, claw-shaped table in the center of the room had been altered.

Its center was concave, and it was filled with a soft wool blanket, just like a coffin.

Dumbledore, revered as the Archmage, was the President of the International Confederation of Wizards, the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, the Hogwarts Headmaster, and a recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class.

Now, however, he has changed into pajamas and is sleeping on this simple bed made from a long table that looks like a coffin.

From this perspective, it's quite normal for him to have a furrowed brow in his sleep, given how simple the bed is.

But it all originated from a dream:

It was a dark room that he only saw in his dreams and from Gellert's perspective.

He appears to be dead. Lying in a marble tomb by the Black Lake.

A familiar yet unfamiliar face lay in the room.

That was Gellert. His body was so thin that the once-muscular lines were gone. All that remained was a skeletal frame and a skeletal face. He had almost lost all his teeth.

And he seems to be Gellert.

He opened his eyes and struggled to sit up. Despite not having a wand and being weak, he wasn't panicked at all.

He simply smiled calmly at Voldemort.

Words he never dreamed of came out of his mouth.

"You've come. I thought you would come... someday. But your trip was meaningless. I never had it."

"Kill me, Voldemort, I'd love to die! But my death won't bring you what you're looking for... There are many things you don't understand..."

"Kill me! You won't win, you can't win! That wand will never, ever be yours—"

Then he really died, accompanied by a green light.

His body was thrown into the air from the hard bed like a rag doll, and then fell back down.

Headmaster's Office, Dumbledore woke up.

He sat up. Looking down at his knees, tears Winky on his curved nose.

This is Ryan's 'blessing' to Dumbledore.

We can clearly see the future direction if the original plan is followed.

Seeing that Grindelwald would rather die than reveal the fact that he once possessed the Elder Wand, he was deeply moved.

It was only to protect his grave.

However, for Dumbledore...

This love is a burden, a betrayal!

It is a burden on oneself.

Betrayal of his sister's death!

So, having vented his anger, Ryan could finally sleep peacefully.

With practiced muscle memory, his hands were placed on that "land flowing with milk and honey".

But soon, Ryan opened his eyes curiously. "Kate?"

"Um?"

"Your back is so smooth."

A moment of silence fell over the lavish bedroom that the Room of Requirement had conjured.

Kate opened her big, round eyes, puffing out her cheeks. "Is there any possibility that this is my front view?"

Ryan: "."

Oh no, Barbie Q is gone.

Therefore, he had no choice but to take practical steps to solve the problem.

It's 2 PM.

Outside Hogsmeade village.

The dimly lit, cool cave, which could only be reached by traversing winding paths through sparse fields and vast gardens, passing through fences and climbing high mountains, along winding, steep, and rocky trails, was now filled with traces of human life.

At the end of the cave, in a hollowed-out stone trough, burns the Gubraithian Fire, which is said to never go out.

On the flat rocky ground, there were mats made of rush grass, called tatami mats, which are similar to straw mats.

On it, several small tables made of black wood, each about two feet tall, were placed.

The low table was empty, but had bowl-shaped indentations.

The entrance to the cave is located in front of a huge granite rock halfway up the mountain.

Harry, Ginny, Draco, Ron, and Neville appeared.

Harry and Neville were only slightly out of breath.

Ginny sat on Harry's shoulders like a horse.

Ron was hanging on Neville's back.

Draco, however, knelt on the ground, covered in sweat as if he had been drenched in rain.

"O(∩_∩)O Haha~"

Draco, so what if you let Neville carry you up here just like I did?

It won't cost you anything.

"Neville said he could carry both of us up the mountain on his shoulders." Ron jumped off Neville and looked at Draco smugly.

However, Draco ignored him and looked directly at Harry, "You contacted the Skywalker Alchemy Workshop to confirm that the hut you built is here."

I didn't see anything.

"This is it." Harry put Ginny down, drew his wand, and tapped it on the rock.

Crackling sounds.

A noticeable crack appeared before everyone's eyes.

"It's inside."

"It passed my inspection, and the Portkey came by." Harry nodded.

He led the crowd and squeezed inside.

After Draco, who looked the most exhausted, entered.

The cracks began to slowly heal, and the rock returned to its smooth state.