Chapter 33 Bruce Discovers a Blind Spot Katum suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in an exaggerated manner. "Thank you, my dear Bruce." Katum said, "I am fully prepared for you to say that the third demon king is me." "Don't make trouble!" Bruce walked towards the lounge while expressing his guess in his mind. "Listen to my analysis. Since the prophecy has already stated that a third Dark Lord will appear, then the other words in the prophecy must be pointing to the candidate for the third Dark Lord. “In my opinion, the most crucial part is actually the first sentence of the prophecy, from the beginning to the end! "I have researched Dumbledore's life. The starting point of his fame was defeating the first Dark Lord. That was the beginning, and it was yesterday. "Then more than ten years ago, he fought against the second Dark Lord Voldemort. He also always believed that Voldemort was not dead and would come back. This is now, and this is today." Having said this, Katum suddenly interrupted Bruce.
"wait!" Katoom frowned and said, "You researched Dumbledore's life? When did you do it? How come I didn't know about it?" It's been less than a week since the school started, and you, Bruce, have already investigated everything about the principal? How come Batman's true nature was revealed so quickly? If you dare to investigate the principal today, Katum dare not even imagine what you will dare to do tomorrow. Bruce gave an explanation: "You investigated it when you ran to follow Hermione. Okay, just be quiet and listen to my analysis!" He continued, "The most important thing is the end and the future. Katum, let me ask you, what do you think the end is?" "The end is... Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, right?" "What Deathly Hallows?" Bruce frowned. It was really unnecessary for him to ask Katum this question since he knew that nothing this guy said was reliable. "The end here is the destruction of Hogwarts!" Bruce said confidently, "Don't you find it strange? If it's the Dark Lord, then he should be the nightmare of the entire wizarding world. Why does the prophecy only mention Hogwarts? “In fact, the answer is already very obvious, because the Dark Lord came from Hogwarts, and he is the headmaster of Hogwarts himself. "The end of Hogwarts is the beginning of the third generation of the Dark Lord!" Bruce was convinced of his guess, but Katum shook his head. “It’s a bit far-fetched.” The owl said, "Your reasoning is too old-fashioned. It doesn't make me feel enlightened." Bruce sneered: "You are a bit stupid. I felt it in the office just now. Dumbledore looked at me with a strange look in his eyes!" "But this doesn't mean that Old Dumbledore is the Dark Lord, does it?" Katum became interested. He was not on Dumbledore's side, he just wanted to refute Bruce.
"Dumbledore has made so many contributions to the wizarding world throughout his life. He has never done anything harmful to the world, right?" "This is a disguise! An extremely clever disguise, even he fooled himself!" Bruce said with great certainty, "Did you see how he took away my memory just now? I now have reason to suspect that he used the same method on himself. "Dumbledore could have just pulled out the memories of his bad deeds during normal times and only kept the memory of him being a role model wizard. That way, no one would have noticed anything was wrong." Katum felt speechless. He felt that if he ignored Bruce and allowed him to continue his analysis, he could find countless pieces of evidence against Dumbledore. This is Batman. When he suspects you, he will not say "innocent until proven guilty" but will try to beat you up first. Even if he finds out that he hit the wrong person, Batman will only ask one question in return - Why are you acting so suspicious, making me suspect you? It’s time to fight! "Alright, alright, let's stop here." Katum finally didn't want to listen to Bruce anymore. "You think Dumbledore is suspicious, then go investigate it yourself. I feel like you and Rita Skeeter must have a lot in common." Bruce asked, "Who is Rita Skeeter?" "A female reporter." Katoom casually said, "Devoting your whole life to discrediting Dumbledore, you two could make a soul mate." When Bruce heard that it was just a reporter, he instantly lost interest. He was almost in the lounge. "By the way, you said before that you were going to the principal's office to look for something. Did you find it?" "found it." "How did you find it so quickly? It only took a short time." "The Demon King has his own methods, so don't ask." …… Bruce soon discovered that Katum had not brought anything out of the principal's office. He just memorized a piece of text and has been studying it in a mysterious way since then. After thinking for a long time, Bruce felt that Katum might have seen what he wanted when he looked at the Mirror of Erised. There is no other explanation. Time passed slowly, and the college life at Hogwarts went on as usual. During this period of time, Dumbledore did not reveal his true colors, and Bruce could not find any evidence of his guilt for a while.
He handed the formula to Snape, and although the other party tried his best to conceal his emotion when he received the formula, Bruce still saw a hint of excitement at the corner of his mouth. I don't know what I'm so excited about. On the other hand, Katum was still studying enthusiastically at the beginning, but after a while, his passion began to wane. "destroyed!" Katoom complained, "I didn't expect that reversing the process of making a Horcrux would still cost a life." Hearing this, Bruce's eyes suddenly became sharp: "You want to kill someone?!" He doesn't allow this kind of behavior. "It's none of your business whether I kill anyone or not." Katum laughed at Bruce first, then sighed and said, "In fact, you don't have to kill people, as long as the life is strong enough." Bruce finally felt relieved after hearing this. Mr. Wei is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see others killing people. After Katoom's enthusiasm for research faded, he turned his energy back to torturing Bruce. Before we knew it, it was Halloween. On this day, the hall was already filled with colorful Halloween decorations. A thousand bats fluttered on the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more circled like low dark clouds over the dining table, making the candle flames flicker in the pumpkin's belly. Bruce sat in the hall, ready to start today's scientific eating. He looked around and saw that Hermione was not there. "Did you study too much again?" Bruce shook his head helplessly. During this period of time, Hermione had been complaining in his ear about how unreliable the boys in Gryffindor were. Wandering around late at night and getting into trouble everywhere are common occurrences. The most important thing is that he is still very stupid and can't even learn the simplest spells. "Pack some food for Hermione later." Just as Bruce was thinking this, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the auditorium, his large scarf tilted on his head, his face full of fear. "The troll—in the dungeon—thought you ought to know." After saying that, he fell to the floor and passed out. (End of this chapter)