Chapter 147： Dumbledore, come out to collect the body!

Jerry was stunned at the sound of the ball in his hand.

He lifted the ball formed by the Soul Sealing Curse to his face, and a transparent thing could be vaguely seen floating inside.

"Where is Mrs. Cole? What are you doing? What did you do to me? It's illegal to traffic children in the UK, you know!" In the small ball, the immature voice kept yelling.

Jerry looked at the ball in his hand dumbly and suddenly asked.

"Are you Tom Riddle? You are eleven years old and live in the Wu's Orphanage?"

Hearing his question, the boy's voice in the ball said viciously.

"I am eight years old! Also, since you all know that I am an orphan, let me go quickly, and no one will pay you a ransom even if I catch me!"

Jerry was silent for a long time, and he didn't know why he became like this. Voldemort was caught by him, but he really became little Tom!

When he was thinking, he subconsciously kneaded the ball like plasticine to make it round, causing the little Tom in the ball to scream.

"Have we succeeded or failed?" Marsol and Teffi surrounded Jerry.

Jerry said hesitantly, "We...should be considered a success."

Hagrid was standing beside them, and at the same time he heard the conversation between Jerry and Tom in the ball just now, he looked at the ball in Jerry's hand incredibly.

"Is this really a mysterious person? You caught the mysterious person!"

Seeing that the battle was over, Hagrid did not clashed with the three black-robed men, Harry and Hermione also ran out from behind the tree.

The two of them hid beside Hagrid, just when he heard what he said.

Harry was shocked.

"Voldemort? Where is Voldemort?"

Hagrid pointed his finger at the small ball that had been pinched into Jerry's hand.

Harry was sluggish at once.

Although a little disrespectful, such an idea still popped up in his mind.

So his parents died in the hands of such a ball?

Hermione didn't pay attention to Voldemort. Ever since she ran to Hagrid, she had been staring at the black-robed man who claimed to be Jerry.

I don't know why, as if there is a feeling in the dark, she feels that the behavior of the black-robed man is very similar to that of Linn.

But Hermione didn't say anything or asked. She was a smart girl. Since Lynn wanted to conceal her identity, she had his own intentions. What if she opened her mouth to expose him and caused him trouble?

Then the little girl looked away from Jerry. She stared at the black-robed man named Teffie, so who was the woman who was acting with Lynn?

When a group of six people had their own thoughts, a voice suddenly rang.

"You really gave me a big surprise Belloc."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Under a tree, where an old man with a fluffy white beard and moon glasses stood, he seemed to have been there for a long time, but no one around him found him.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Hagrid and Harry called out.

And Hermione immediately ran to Lynn's side. Now that Professor Dumbledore had broken his identity, Hermione was naturally not afraid that she would ruin Lynn's plan.

"Take off your hat!"

The little girl's voice was a little unhappy.

Lynn pulled down his hat, revealing his original face. He rubbed Hermione's head. Hermione struggled, but didn't get rid of it.

Dumbledore walked to Lynn, he didn't seem to be pretending, he was really pleasantly surprisedCollect cash] Follow vx public. Public number [Book Friends Base Camp~www.novelhall.com ~You can also get cash!

"I really didn't expect that it would end with this result in the end."

Lynn didn't show any timidity in front of Dumbledore. He hadn't planned to hide it from Dumbledore. It would be better for him to see everything that just happened.

"Deng, Professor Dumbledore, is that really Voldemort?" Harry stammered and asked, standing next to Dumbledore, pointing to the ball in Lynn's hand.

Dumbledore shook his head, his blue eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts stared at the little ball that had already sensed that the situation around him was wrong, and quieted down to eavesdrop on them, with a complicated expression on his face.

"To be precise, Voldemort is dead, and it is Tom Riddle who is still alive."

There was a dazed expression on Harry's face, and he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Dumbledore didn't explain much to him, he looked around and said to everyone present.

"I know you still have a lot of questions, but it’s already late today, so let’s go back to sleep first. Everything that just happened, just treat it as nothing happened. Don’t tell anyone, remember it’s anything. people."

Then he stretched out his hand towards Lynn.

"Bellock, can you give me this little friend in your hands first?"

Lynn has nothing to do with it. As long as Voldemort is caught, Lynn doesn't care what he becomes. He originally wanted to take this thing as a name, and he wished Dumbledore would ask him for it.

"Of course you can teach." Tom was handed to Dumbledore by him. "Can I go to your office to talk to you tomorrow morning?"

Dumbledore did not reject him.

"My office welcomes you at any time. Tomorrow's password is lemonade. I will wait for you."

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On the way back to the castle, Hermione followed Lynn.

She had already seen that the black-robed man named Teffie was actually dressed as Linn's friend Ian, and the vigilance in her heart was naturally gone, but she was still angry.

"So, why don't you tell me in advance if you are doing such a dangerous thing? What do you mean by hiding it from me?"

Lynn listened to Hermione's temper tantrum. Not only did he not feel annoyed, but he found it very interesting.

"It's because it's dangerous that I dare not tell you. Didn't you see that the three of us are hiding our identities? If we fail in the end and let Voldemort run away, then we will be in great trouble."

Hermione wrinkled her nose. She was not an unreasonable girl, Lynn said so, and of course she wouldn't continue to lose her temper.

At this moment, Harry, who had been silently by their side, said suddenly hesitantly.

"Senior Belloc..."

Lynn corrected his name: "Call me Lynn directly, I'm just one level older than you, and I'm a little bit twisted when I hear you call seniors."

"Then Lynn, in other words, it was Professor Quirrell who had been trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone before?"

Lynn knew what Harry wanted to ask.

"Professor Quirrell indeed, you want to ask something about Professor Snape, right?"

Harry nodded. He actually wanted to ask a lot, not just Snape, but Voldemort tonight.

"I can't answer you about this. When you get the chance, you should ask Professor Dumbledore and he will tell you."

Harry didn't get the answer from him and walked back to Gryffindor's lounge with Hermione disappointed.

Hermione had an appointment with Lynn before she left.

"See you in the library tomorrow afternoon."

At the gate of the castle, before the three separated, Lynn looked at Cedric and Ian with a smile.

"Regardless of whether tonight's events will be recorded in the history of magic or not, will we be known to future generations because of this event, but now we have succeeded."

"Yes, we succeeded." Cedric also said relaxedly, "We caught the Dark Lord who plunged the entire magical world into darkness."

Even Ian's rare mouth is slightly upturned, and it feels really good to work hard to accomplish a big event with a friend.

Lynn wrapped an arm around a man's shoulder, and the three of them walked into the Hogwarts castle.

"I can't predict, nor can I see our future, but I know that it must be bright!"