Chapter 724 If Lao Deng Wants to Have a Baby

Lao Deng didn't speak, just bowed his head and remained silent for a long time.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Professor McGonagall raised his voice a lot, "If you know something, you should mention it for reference."

"..."

Lao Deng sighed deeply, took off his half-moon glasses, threw them on the table weakly, and rubbed his eyes.

"I don't know what it is..."

Dumbledore's voice seemed a little hoarse, his lowered head made it difficult to see his expression clearly, and his whole body exuded a kind of deep sadness.

"Of course, I've seen it, I've seen it too many times, I'm all too familiar."

As he spoke, he chuckled lightly, with a bitter smile.

Old Deng raised his head and looked at Professor McGonagall and Anton, "When a mother conceives a child, there will be this kind of black line between her and the child. When a person's soul is hurt, this kind of black line can also be seen in the cracks. Wire……"

"Of course, these are just some small observations, I have seen the complete one."

He pursed his lips, smiled wistfully, and finally calmed down, "The Dumbledore family has a curse!"

Anton and Professor McGonagall's eyes widened suddenly, wondering why Dumbledore suddenly started talking about this.

"Well……"

Old Deng's face was as calm as a black lake, his old fingers unconsciously and quickly turned the weird ring in his hand, "It's not a curse on our Dumbledore family by some wizard, it's actually a result of intermarriage between pure-blood families, The performance of generations coming to the end of the road."

"The descendants of our Dumbledore family will be particularly prone to silent people."

"Extremely sensitive to magic power, this is a good thing, it means that we can become powerful wizards more easily."

"However, due to the excessively keen perception, the members of our Dumbledore family only need a little touch, and it will be easier than anyone else to be born silently in the body."

"My sister, my nephew, and so on."

"It was Aberforth who discovered this terrible thing, and he explained the truth to me seriously, hoping not to pass on the increasingly obvious harm that has been passed down from generation to generation to the next generation."

"He regrets having offspring, which caused Credence a lifetime of suffering."

"Moran is an extremely depressing black magic power. When the silent person and the Moran in the body merge into one, it will completely become a complete form of Moran."

"An indeterminate shape formed by a mass of black lines, which looks like smoke, with red lightning emerging in the middle."

As he spoke, Dumbledore raised his hand and lightly tapped the weird ring on his finger, and suddenly a cloud of black mist floated out of the ring.

The cloud of mist twisted rapidly in mid-air, and the black magic power inside was crazily boiling, twisting, and frightening red lightning surged from time to time.

"she……"

Dumbledore looked sad, "It's Arianna."

"I've been looking for a way to cure them, but it's useless, it's useless at all, they seem to be just a mass of energy..."

Dumbledore raised his hand again, and the black mist in mid-air surged, as if being pulled by some powerful suction, and spun into the ring on his finger.

Anton watched all this in silence. He saw the ring on Dumbledore's little finger, which was engraved with 'Credence Dumbledore'.

...

"Please forgive my selfishness, it was born by an obscurity I don't know." Dumbledore took off a ring from a finger on his left hand and put it in Anton's hand.

"I'll give it to you, you can use it for research, but please treat her kindly, this is also a poor child."

Anton looked down at the ring in his hand curiously. It looked like a silver ring with a grayish black color and a strange shape. The relief on it had some kind of magical lines faintly. On the opposite side of the relief, engraved One name, Yaki Abra.

"This is a high-end application of the Untraceable Stretching Curse, coupled with the technique of alchemy, this technique is called 'jar for storing souls'." Dumbledore introduced.

"It's like Aladdin's lamp in the fairy tale, you rub the ring back and forth 10 times and it releases, rub it back and forth three times and it goes back in."

"Cool!" Anton exclaimed.

Now, Anton already has 6 materials for the research on the black thread of the soul, one is himself, one is the magic image of Voldemort's wandering spirit, one is the dementor, one is the mandrake, and one is the memory planet The black line on the top, and the silence in the ring.

"Books, rings, in return..." Dumbledore looked at the girl in the portrait with a gentle expression, "You must release her from the portrait, no matter what."

So just like that, Professor McGonagall led Anton to the door, muttering, "Anton, I hope you take this matter seriously, she is still a child, she has an infinite future, she should not be trapped In the picture."

"Of course, I promised." Anton nodded.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked back at Dumbledore, "You two are very similar sometimes, and you always have a lot of things to do, so you neglect some things that others think are important."

"Hey hey..." Anton smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"correct!"

Anton suddenly looked back at Dumbledore, "The curse of the Dumbledore family you just mentioned, because of the intermarriage within the pure-blood family for thousands of years, it finally became extremely sensitive to magic power..."

Dumbledore nodded, "What do you seem to be thinking?"

"Yes." Anton raised his eyebrows. "You know, I'm researching Animagus, and I've gone so far as to superimpose the blood of magical animals for wizards."

"so……"

Anton raised his index and middle fingers and gestured yeah.

"There are two solutions. One is to superimpose some kind of magical animal blood that will weaken the sensitivity to magic power for the descendants of the Dumbledore family. The other is to reverse the operation and deprive part of the wizard's blood."

"If it's the latter, I can refer to the witch tribe's method of cultivating combat witches and great white bear companions to find a research direction."

Anton chuckled, "Look, everything is not unsolvable. I've always been good at finding solutions to problems, instead of simply letting the children sever their bloodlines."

Dumbledore looked at Anton in astonishment, "This..."

Anton shrugged, "I mean, if you or your younger brother still intend to continue the bloodline of the Dumbledore family, I can also help in researching magic."

"Merlin's beard!" Dumbledore's eyes widened, he looked at Anton in disbelief, and pointed to his old cheek, "My brother and I are already over a hundred years old!"

"yes?"

Anton was happy, and his expression became very strange, "But if you refer to the age of your friend Nicole May, you and your brother are just children~"

"!!!"

"Pfft!" Professor McGonagall couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Before Dumbledore got angry, Anton ran out of the office in a hurry, and faint laughter came from outside the corridor, "Quack quack..."

"You...I..." Dumbledore, who has always been wise and eloquent, gestured his hands speechlessly for the first time, unable to say anything.

Professor McGonagall gave this old friend a narrow look, "Albus, I think you can seriously consider this matter!"

"!!!" Dumbledore was completely speechless.

"Hee hee..." Professor McGonagall also walked out with a smirk.

"..."