Chapter 118 – Face-off (1)
"What did you say?" Asked Dumbledore, stopping in place.
He was pacing inside his study only a moment ago, organizing his thoughts for the night when a buzz within his robe alerted him to a message. Picking out McGonagall's little card, her face soon came into view, and he had to stop when hearing her words.
"Just as I said, Albus." She repeated, telling him where they were and what they had found. "Is this place something... personal, or?"
"Are you sure they went in?" He asked, his voice lowering to a barely audible volume.
"Yes. Charlie says so, and you know how his senses are like a dragon's."
"That is the barrier surrounding Castle Nurmengard!"
"..." The name alone told everything that McGonagall had to know to understand the weight of the situation. "Could he be still alive? It was... such a long time ago."
"Even if not, that place can still harbor dark secrets."
"Weren't you making sure all those were gone?" She asked by reflex, making Dumbledore stroke his long beard, his brows going up and down as his mind raced to think about the possible outcomes.
"Evil always finds a way, and he was a genius of his age. He could have left secrets behind that we couldn't find. Do nothing, stay there; I am coming!"
"B-but..."