Dumbledore's blue eyes blinked behind the lenses.

"A very interesting question. Felix, few people ask me so bluntly."

"I mean... Voldemort was completely unfair to Hogwarts during the war. He seemed...well... very afraid of someone in the school... and in the eyes of the world, it was clear that these two had never had a record of fighting." Felix said carefully.

"Maybe that's the truth." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"It may also be just a part of the fact," Felix said immediately, "the facts in the eyes of some people - they only see the results, or a few points in the process, but cannot get a glimpse of the whole picture."

Dumbledore's eyebrows frowned slightly and his mouth opened slightly, as if he was choosing the right words.

Felix knew that he had to do something and say something... Otherwise, when the old man made a decision, he would have to wait for the result. So he cleared his throat and said, "Albus, we all know that Voldemort and Crouch were hiding outside, and the Ministry of Magic sent a large number of Aurors and strikers but found nothing... I'm afraid we have to consider the possibility of his successful resurrection, and I need to know his strength."

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore seemed to be convinced-

"I can assure you that Felix, although he has never seen him die before me, I have indeed defeated him more than once, destroyed his body, and suffered trauma that ordinary people cannot heal."

Dumbledore calmly told a long-buried secret.

"It's impossible for ordinary people to heal?" Felix asked keenly.

"I remember I mentioned to you...I've interviewed him?" Dumbledore said softly, leaning his head back and staring at the ceiling.

"...so that's it." Felix said slowly, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"This is what he looked like at that time-"

Dumbledore suddenly waved his wand, and a somewhat illusory figure gradually became clear. His face seemed to have been burned, his facial features were blurred, with almost no curved ups and downs. The skin on his face was strangely twisted like solidified white wax. The whites of his eyes seemed to be permanently filled with blood, and his black pupils flashed with cold light.

Felix looked at Voldemort carefully in Dumbledore's memory. He was not unfamiliar with this image - he had seen it once when he discovered the locket, but it was obvious that Voldemort looked even less like a human than last time.

'This seems to indicate that Voldemort completed the production of the locket Horcrux long before the interview.' This thought flashed through Felix's mind. Thinking of Dumbledore's words just now, he asked tentatively: "Is it the effect of black magic? Or the influence of Horcrux?"

Dumbledore glanced at him with praise, waved his hand to dissipate the shadows in the air.

"Both possibilities exist, and my personal tendency is the former... Of course, we cannot rule out the effects of soul loss caused by multiple Horcruxes on the body. After all, no one has ever done this in history like him."

"So Voldemort's body is different from that of normal people? He combined Salazar Slytherin's blood magic with his own black magic, which caused the fatal injuries in the eyes of ordinary people to be effective against him?" Felix analyzed in combination with Dumbledore's words.

He couldn't help but frown, how could he beat him?

He suddenly thought of a possibility. Felix looked at Dumbledore suddenly, unable to hide his surprise, and said in a lost voice: "Magic creature?" Has Voldemort reached the realm of Ms. Ravenclaw?

At the same time, he recalled the last time Dumbledore said when he heard the word ‘magic creature’—

"Felix, I can't give you many useful insights. When I was young, I did think that I could do everything for a while... a magic creature? This statement is too modest, and I was too arrogant at that time."

It was also the same time that Dumbledore demonstrated the "little trick" of using his finger to bounce the magic spell...

Dumbledore straightened up from the back of the chair, put his hands on the desk, and shook his head slowly and firmly: "I don't think it's the reason, at least I've never had this ability. Even the other founders of the school have no similar records. Instead, Salazar Slytherin - as far as I know, was suspected of having a magic that can absorb vitality and heal itself."

"Diary?" Felix said alertly. Two years ago, the diary Horcrux confused Ginny Weasley and absorbed part of her vitality. Fortunately, there were not many, and it was discovered in time that it was cured by Mrs. Pomfrey with her clever medical skills.

"It's probably true." Dumbledore nodded slightly: "Although magic that makes people lose their vitality is rare, it is not without it. But I have never heard of transferring vitality from one person (Ginny) to another soul."

"Is it the influence of the Horcrux?" Felix guessed another possibility, "Maybe the Horcrux has the characteristics of absorbing vitality." But he realized that something was wrong. He had read the chapter of the Horcrux in Black's old house - an antique book called "Revealing the Secret of the Sharp Magic" - his understanding of Horcrux is not lacking.

Dumbledore also denied this speculation.

"The Horcrux is to strip a soul and leave it in a corner of the world to achieve the goal of making the creator unable to be destroyed. In short, it is immortal." Dumbledore said, "For this goal, the stripped soul should be in a state of sleep, at least it should be extremely inactive - unless there is a fatal threat around the Horcrux, you will rise up and resist - this is safe."

Felix nodded slightly and agreed with Dumbledore's words. No normal person would want the soul fragments in his Horcrux to be active and independent. What if he causes trouble and is destroyed?

What's more, it only takes a small piece to cut the soul, and it is difficult for the soul to achieve too much.

"...But the diary should be special?" he thought.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, "When Ginny Weasley first wrote in her diary, she got a response and fell into the trap that Voldemort was carefully woven... I can almost conclude that Voldemort did not regard it as a life-saving Horcrux, but a key to opening the secret room, so he gave his diary many privileges, such as his memory as of 16 years old, enough activity... Of course, he also inherited the knowledge of Slytherin's ancestors in the secret room."

"But all this is speculation." Felix said with a frown, a irritation arose in his heart, but Dumbledore's tone sounded so sure. Why was he so sure?

He roughly sorted out the information. Dumbledore had secretly fought with Voldemort many times during the war, and more than once he suffered heavy damage, but Voldemort soon jumped up again. It is estimated that Dumbledore was also looking for the reasons behind it. Dumbledore believed that it was the effect of black magic and blood magic. The reason was that it was recorded that Salazar Slytherin had the magic to absorb vitality and cure injuries, and that Ginny had been absorbed with vitality... But there was another possibility, Felix couldn't help but wonder, why not?

So he asked, "Why can't he be resurrected with his Horcrux?"

Dumbledore looked over and said calmly: "Why do you think so?"

"Just guess," Felix shrugged, "Maybe he did use black magic to transform his body, but there should be limits, right? For example, he just delayed the pace of death, found a loyal servant after escaping, and held a resurrection ceremony for him... Well, will he use confusion or forgetting spells to erase the consequences afterwards? He may also give up..."

Dumbledore lowered his head and remained silent.

"There is indeed the case you said, Felix," he said. "But no matter what, the information on our hands is quite limited." He looked at the table legs thoughtfully and said in an inaudible voice: "Maybe I can be more active."

"What?" Felix couldn't hear him clearly.

"Thank you for your reminder to me, Felix." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I almost neglected this. Intuition tells me that this message is particularly useful."

Felix knew that this meant the end of the conversation. Maybe he should go to Professor Machiban, or maybe it would be good to tease Cremy's grandfather... but he was a little unwilling to accept that he hadn't asked about Voldemort's strength yet.

He stood up from the sofa and said, "The last question, Albus, I can understand it, are you far more powerful than Voldemort?"

Another silence—

"I'm old," said Dumbledore seriously, "even twenty years ago, I could only barely gain the upper hand. If he resurrected again, the outcome would be difficult to predict."

"Barrely gaining the upper hand?" Felix asked in confusion. Dumbledore had said before that he had "destroyed and destroyed Voldemort's body" more than once, and this was worth pondering.

"I used a special method," Dumbledore blinked his blue eyes happily, "and made Voldemort mistakenly think that I had hidden my strength before, with the goal of setting traps... but the fact is, the gap between our strength at that time was not very large."

"Special method..." Felix repeated slowly.

"A little trick to get me back to full status for the time being." Dumbledore said with a smile in a tone of coaxing children.

...

It was already completely dark after coming out of the principal's office. Felix felt that his mind was a little confused and needed to sort out the information he had gained today. He hurried back to the office and kept his door closed. As for Professor Machiban, let's talk about it tomorrow, anyway, Dumbledore mentioned that she would stay for a while.

On the other side, Dumbledore was sitting on a chair in the circular office. After a while, he opened the drawer on the left, where there was a locket and a magic wand.
Chapter completed!