The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Just after listening to Snape's report, Dumbledore was pacing back and forth in the study.

Agreeing to Lockhart's proposal to hold a dueling club seemed to get far more than he expected, even he himself did not expect Harry to be a Parseltonian.

In Dumbledore's memory, no Parseltongue has ever appeared in the Potter family in successive generations, and Harry's abilities are obviously not inherited from the family.

Back then, when Dumbledore saw young Harry, he realized that the magical scar on his forehead was unusual.

For years, Dumbledore had wondered what that scar meant.

Now it's finally coming to fruition.

Perhaps, that lightning scar gave Harry a very unusual connection with Voldemort.

Although it is only speculation now, Dumbledore believes that on the night when he failed to murder Harry, it is very likely that Voldemort transferred part of his soul to Harry, giving Harry the ability to talk to snakes.

Otherwise, the Sorting Hat wouldn't think Harry was a good fit for Slytherin, thinking that Slytherin would help him to greatness.

You know, none of the Potter family has been assigned to Slytherin House.

Had it not been for the discovery that Harry was Parseltongue, he wouldn't even have made such a bold assumption.

Dumbledore has been quietly researching how to destroy Horcruxes ever since he learned that Voldemort made Horcruxes.

Entrusting the soul to a living creature is undoubtedly a very risky approach. With Voldemort's prudence, it is obvious that he will not risk his own life.

So it could only be an accident.

However, Harry is Parseltongue, which is good news for now.

Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets requires Parseltongue to open. If the prisoner cannot be found until the end, he can only rely on Harry to open the Chamber of Secrets and relieve the threat of the Basilisk to Hogwarts teachers and students.

Of course, Dumbledore didn't want to do that unless it was a last resort, and it was obviously not a good thing to keep enemies hidden in the dark at Hogwarts.

If the other party is not found out, no one knows what will happen, and the so-called heir of Slytherin is likely to be Voldemort's Horcrux.

If you want to kill Voldemort completely, you need to destroy all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and Dumbledore is not going to give up this good opportunity.

After all, a person's soul is not a cake, and it cannot be cut at will. Once it is cut too much, the soul will become very unstable, and nothing will happen to anyone.

Dumbledore believed that the number of Horcruxes created by Voldemort should also be very limited, and one could be destroyed to reduce Harry's pressure as much as possible.

A scream suddenly sounded in the headmaster's office, interrupting Dumbledore's thoughts, and a fireball shot up on a gilded perch not far behind the door.

"It's finally starting!"

Dumbledore raised his foot and walked to the perch, looking at the little chick whose head was sticking out of the ashes, showing a relieved smile.

"Grow up quickly, I will need your help soon." Dumbledore stretched out his hands to pick up the little chick, came to sit behind the table, took out the pre-prepared food, and gave it to the little chick Feed some food, let it regain some stamina as soon as possible.

He placed the little chick in the warm nest, glanced at the hourglass on the table, and prepared for the house-elves to come and take care of young Fox.

When Dumbledore retracted his gaze, he inadvertently swept over a glass ball in the corner.

"It seems like..."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand to pick up the hot glass ball and pinched it over. He carefully looked at the slightly rough object in front of him. He remembered that it seemed to have been brought by Hagrid last time, saying that it was made by Albert Anderson. The prop, it seems to be called... a detection ball, which can detect dark creatures.

"He's really a guy who can't be underestimated." Dumbledore felt the temperature from the detection ball and fell into short-lived memories.

It was learned from Hagrid that Mr. Anderson had speculated that the monster in the secret room was most likely the legendary basilisk.

Perhaps, Mr. Anderson has also found the approximate location of the secret room.

Dumbledore remembered the last time Albert took him to find the crown, and couldn't help showing danger, and was deeply impressed. Maybe, this time he will take himself to the secret room.

Most geniuses are usually ambitious, just like they once were, and now Dumbledore just wants his old buddies to guide Albert on the right path.

As for whether the basilisk will pose a threat to Albert, Dumbledore is not worried. He knows that Albert is very cautious, and it is impossible to be unprepared when he knows that there is a basilisk.

If Albert knew what Dumbledore was thinking, he would definitely smear the other's face with spittle.

At the moment, Albert is testing the approximate effective detection range of the detection ball with Hagrid. The results are not satisfactory. The detection range is too wide, at least 500 feet.

If it is not used in schools, the wider the range, the better, but if it is used in schools, the range is too wide, and it will cover the entire school, which is meaningless.

"You don't seem satisfied?"

Hagrid threw the frozen Grindillo to the fireplace to bake it, took the copper pot from the stove, and made Albert a cup of hot tea.

"I found that the detection ball is used in the castle, and there are a lot of shortcomings." Albert put the hot detection ball on one side, took a sip from the teacup, and said a little depressed, "Maybe, I should put It's improved a little bit."

"Better be able to mark or point out the location of the dark creatures," suggested Hagrid. "It would be better if it could be done before the Christmas holidays."

"The difficulty may be a bit high." Albert asked, looking sideways at Hagrid, "Don't you want to rely on this thing to find hidden monsters!"

"Can't you?" Hagrid also concealed his thoughts.

"I suggest you give up." Albert was not optimistic about Hagrid's idea.

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The detection ball is just a detection and early warning device specially made by Albert in order to prevent himself from being attacked by a basilisk. It only has the function of detection and early warning.

Albert didn't expect this thing to become a radar for detecting dark creatures. He didn't know how long it would take to improve it to that degree. He didn't think he could do it in a short time.

Seeing Hagrid's lost expression, Albert casually changed the subject, "Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"Harry is a Parseltongue."

"Harry's Parseltongue?" Hagrid looked shocked. "How could he be Parseltongue, tell me what's going on."

Albert told Hagrid about the last duel club.

"The whole school is now suspecting that Harry is the heir to Slytherin," Albert said to Hagrid. "He's not having a good time."

"How could Harry go back and attack others, these are all slanders!" Hagrid looked excited, he had a precedent of being slandered, and definitely didn't want Harry to follow in his footsteps.

"Okay Hagrid, don't get excited." Albert softly reassured: "I don't think Slytherin would want his heir to be a student of Gryffindor."

"Is Harry really Parseltongue?" Hagrid asked suddenly.

"Yes. However, Parseltongue is only a rare ability, and there are actually great and kind wizards in history who are Parseltongue." Albert explained calmly: "There is never a good or bad ability."

"You're right." Hagrid agreed with Albert.

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