Chapter 199 So good that you can even have children

Dumbledore was stunned and looked at Harry in confusion.

"He said you can't wear this ring." Harry spoke calmly and pressed his hand down. The ring made a crisp sound and touched the table.

Dumbledore hesitated.

Harry continued: "And you are a little too impatient. Check again."

He was reluctant to spread his fingers, waved his wand, and checked again, and Snape also participated.

The two of them didn't take this seriously at first, they just wanted to take this opportunity to study the Resurrection Stone.

May follow the second round of inspection.

Several more evil breaths overflowed and fell onto the table like sludge, corroding pits the size of soybeans, which almost made them break into cold sweats.

There is a deeper curse hidden in the ring.

Like an onion, wrapped in layers.

This time, two people with profound knowledge in the field of black magic could not detect anything unusual.

"What are you talking about?" McGonagall stood up and looked at him in fear, "Harry is a Horcrux?"

Being able to fly freely in the sky is really a joyful thing.

Flitwick and Sprout also stared in shock.

Snape was stunned.

He stood up and clapped his hands: "Okay, let's go back and rest now. Remember to let the elf prepare dinner. Shouldn't you miss the meal now?"

Maybe he could resist the temptation of the first wave of magic, and maybe he knew to check the ring, but he would never check it a second time.

"Now is not the time." Dumbledore shook his head, "Harry also has a Horcrux on his head, we need to study it."

"It's just that Malfoy does have some abilities. I regard him as that kind of ignorant guy."

"I know." Snape still didn't turn his head. He stared directly at Godric's portrait and nodded impatiently.

"So good that I could even give birth to a child." Harry said expressionlessly.

You have a piece of Voldemort on your head, and you're only worried now?

Hermione sat aside, chewing on a heavy book.

"Professor Dumbledore has two classes a week." Harry shook his head and interrupted.

Snape's tone was cold: "Albus, now is not the time to rest. You should put down some boring and stupid things."

"I was a little careless and received a few curses and punches from him."

Professor McGonagall was very worried about Harry. She kept escorting Harry back to the lounge and comforted him that he didn't need to think too much. With the professors here, everything could be solved.

Dumbledore sighed: "But I still have to study Horcruxes with Severus."

She turned around and immediately walked towards the principal's office.

Dumbledore was startled, he didn't mean that, although this incident could also confirm his state.

She was also the first one to notice Harry's return. She looked up with a surprised smile on her face: "Harry, I thought it would take you several days to come back."

"Maybe he will have seven Horcruxes."

Harry allowed it. He had not needed to use his motorcycle recently.

"Tom is very determined."

Dumbledore shook his head: "I don't know, Severus."

The Sorting Hat said goodbye to Harry. It wanted to stay in the office in the body of a motorcycle and continue to show off to Godric.

"Everything went well." Harry walked over and sat next to her, "There was no accident. What happened to Ron?"

Ron scratched his neck: "How is that possible! I have been receiving dueling lessons from Mr. Potter. I have written papers dozens of feet away, but I can't beat him?"

"Yes, maybe more than that." Dumbledore was a little worried. "I originally thought there were only two or three at most. Making Horcruxes requires tearing apart souls. This is extremely evil and extremely painful. Just thinking about it makes people sad.

It’s something unbearable.”

McGonagall smiled brightly: "Then it's best. Albus is very good. You should learn more from him, um. I mean magic."

"And the number of Horcruxes he possesses seems to exceed my imagination." Dumbledore stared at the box, "Leave one behind and set it as a trap. If it weren't for you and him, I'm afraid."

"Although their family has indeed done something that almost killed Ginny, I think he is right. It doesn't matter how many people bully him, so I fought with him alone."

"I will convince him." Mag nodded heavily, "This way you will still have one day a week."

Now?

In the common room.

But this was enough for Dumbledore to be wary of resisting the temptation of the ring. He waved his wand lightly, and the ring flew back into the box, where it was placed like a delicate work of art.

"Aren't you going to destroy it?" Snape looked at it and swallowed, his voice a little hoarse.

She waved her wand and whipped out a section of vine from under her robe. It was not a deformed creation, but a living magical plant. It was wrapped in a box and shrunk back. Then a huge mouth opened, facing the vine, Gulu

With a bang, he swallowed the box.

There was no resistance on Flitwick's face this time, and he was as cautious as McGonagall.

Without Harry's reminder, they immediately started the third round of inspection.

"And now we have obtained a Horcrux. Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape are here. They are both masters of black magic. They will definitely be able to figure out how to remove the Horcrux from my head."

Flitwick immediately said: "I can do it too, Harry, you can't forget me."

Dumbledore nodded: "Tom may be in better shape than we expected."

Unsurprisingly, Harry nodded readily and agreed: "Of course, is Professor Moody still at Hogwarts?"

"Pomona, I think we can all feel safe letting you take care of it."

"There's nothing I can't grow."

His eyes were black and blue, as if he had been punched, and his robe had a few repaired gaps, indicating that he had been cursed.

Flitwick noticed his expression: "Harry smiles just like his mother, doesn't he?"

"Research on the Horcrux slowly, it will not take a day or two." Dumbledore closed the box, "I am very worried about you now, Harry."

"I will write to the Wizengamot." Dumbledore sighed, "and put off all the parties in the past few days."

Mag's face turned even more ugly: "Almost?"

"But he does seem to be very ignorant, doesn't he? When his father was still there, he relied on his father to bully people all day long. Now that he has no father, he has become a coward and has no friends in Slytherin!

"

Then, his eyes fell on the wooden box on the table: "As for this thing"

Sprout smiled and nodded: "Did you think of me? I will take good care of it."

"Then there are eight including me?" Harry asked.

Snape surprisingly did not refute, but nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore said nothing and looked at Harry with the words "I need help" in his eyes.

"Seven" is a very magical number, which is mentioned repeatedly in "Standard Spells".

It was Voldemort's willingness.

This once again stunned the professors.

"I may not have as profound magical attainments as Minerva and Filius." Sprout was a little embarrassed, "But if you need me, just ask, for example, if you need some magical herbs that are difficult to cultivate."

This made Mag very angry.

The Death Eaters' conspiracy is a more important matter right now than the Horcruxes.

Dumbledore knew everything, but he didn't tell her anything. This was her student!

Their brows were a little tighter.

"Albus, you only have two days of classes a week." Flitwick said happily, "There are still five days left, which is plenty of time."

"What about the Goblet of Fire?" Harry drank all the wine in the glass.

"We had a fight with Malfoy." Ron muttered, "Today, George and I continued to bully Malfoy. He suddenly resisted and scolded us for bullying more."

Harry looked at the injuries on his body.

Several other professors frowned.

He used a Horcrux in exchange for his own life, and even almost succeeded.

What worried him the most.

Speaking of this, he laughed excitedly, pulled at the wound on his face, and immediately grinned: "But Malfoy was sent to the school infirmary by me, and Professor McGonagall deducted thirty points from me for this, plus half a month of confinement.

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To be continued...