Chapter 87 What do you want (please order first ~ second update ~)

Until late at night.

Snape couldn't bear this kind of suffering and wished he could give Harry a bottle of forgetting potion to make him forget what happened today.

Amidst this suffering, Dumbledore finally came back.

"Harry, I kept you waiting." He opened the door and came in with an apology in his voice, "There are Severus and Minerva."

"Is everything settled?" Harry took off his hat.

Dumbledore nodded: "Of course."

Harry looked at him directly and said nothing, but it was obvious what he meant.

"This is a matter among adult wizards." Dumbledore walked towards his seat, "You are still young, but the result will definitely make you..."

Harry shook his head: "The Malfoys still owe me money."

Yennefer is a very powerful witch, and so is Triss, but even they couldn't detect anything strange about their scars.

Harry took a sip of milk: "Then let's talk about the most important thing now."

Therefore, in Yennefer's view, they are born with powerful souls, and the talents and abilities they have shown after growing up are not inferior to Geralt's, which further supports this view.

"A Horcrux made by accident."

"But the Malfoy family will be very upset."

This is really good news.

It’s been a hard day!

I flew people around and cried for so long.

I recall the extremely evil aura I sensed when I was in the secret room.

As he spoke, he paused and his tone became more complex: "A Horcrux is an extremely evil black magic that is cruel to both the caster and others."

Fox shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I didn't expect it to be this."

Harry raised his hands and covered his face.

He has never forgotten the patent fee for the Potter's potion formula.

He didn't understand very much.

Why is it so stiff?

"What is that notebook?"

Although Snape would always scold Harry, the atmosphere between them could barely be said to be an alien harmony. What's going on now?

Harry was stunned and raised his head.

As he spoke, he paused and gently placed the cup on the table, making a crisp and clear thud.

"In other words, what is this thing on my head?"

"That night, the ancient magic rebounded the killing curse."

"I think it will be difficult for him to find his mind to deal with you."

"It's not a good thing to have Voldemort in your head."

Harry's is still milk.

"But why can't it be found out?" Harry frowned.

Snape's gaze pierced through her like a knife.

"Horcruxes are closely tied to your soul."

"Malfoy has been deprived of his position as school director. The testimony of the house elf is more useful than anything else." Dumbledore said in a brisk tone, "We must also pay compensation to all the little wizards who were harmed, at least one hundred galleons."

Dumbledore took out a transparent crystal bottle: "I have prepared Fox's tears early in the morning."

"If he had known that you had become his Horcrux, he wouldn't have had to do that in the first grade." Dumbledore comforted him softly, "I think... all of this is just a coincidence."

Harry put his hand down: "Is there a way to solve it?"

"Malfoy is going to have an unforgettable summer." Dumbledore waved his wand and poured a drink for everyone in the room.

His tone was low: "So Voldemort has become a part of me now? He can manipulate me at any time without leaving any trace like he did with Ginny?"

"He may not even have consciousness of his own."

Harry's face sank: "So, I am also his Horcrux?"

"After it takes shape, as long as it is not actively exposed like this time, its essence is just a clean and simple soul." Dumbledore said softly, "It is ingeniously connected with you. See

It feels like it becomes a part of your body."

Snape interrupted: "Mr. Potter is very good in this area, he can already..."

"That's a guess on my part."

"No, it's not that bad." Dumbledore shook his head, "I don't think Voldemort even realized that you became his Horcrux."

"Scrimgeour is very angry. An Auror died as a result. They will conduct a careful search of the Malfoy home, and Moody will also participate. He is an elite Auror who is very good at discovering dark magic."

"That's it?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

There is no reason to hide it from others.

At least you don't have to worry about a noseless bald head peeping when you are communicating with a sorceress or female bard.

Looking at Harry, Dumbledore nodded heavily: "Unfortunately, I think so."

Dumbledore shook his head: "Lucius knows many Ministry of Magic officials, and I also want to send them to Azkaban."

"A Horcrux is an extremely evil black magic item, but in the final analysis, its cruelty and evil lies in its ritual."

He wanted to continue taunting.

"It's the way and the process of making it."

"You need to sacrifice a life, tear your soul apart, and store it in an item."

"In this way, even if the body dies, there is a piece of soul preserved in the Horcrux, and it can still absorb magic and life force and be resurrected."

"And this Horcrux is very weak. He didn't try to control you when you were young, and he didn't send a warning when he met Voldemort."

"He accidentally tore his soul apart, and the sacrifice of your parents - the appearance of human life - allowed him to complete all the ritual processes without knowing it."

But when he thought of something, he gritted his teeth, swallowed his words, and changed his words dryly: "At a very advanced level, it's hard for me to peek into his brain."

"I always thought that Voldemort's backhand would be some other kind of dark magic."

He understands.

What happened during the day he left Hogwarts?

"Then Professor Dumbledore, we should talk about compensation." Harry drank the remaining half of the glass of milk and stretched.

Dumbledore pursed his lips: "Unfortunately, at least there is no way now."

At this point, Dumbledore paused.

Dumbledore's expression changed. He waved his wand, and the burnt black notebook appeared in front of him. He sighed heavily: "Harry, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

Dumbledore looked at Harry and then at Snape, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"But at least, I'm sure that Occlumency is useful. How are you doing with it?"

"This is just the initial reward." Harry accepted the crystal bottle unceremoniously and continued, "But this cannot make up for it. I have to face Tom Riddle's trauma."

"A pervert who peeks into girls' bathrooms."

"There is also a fierce fire in the secret room."

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses: "Yes, so what do you want?"
Chapter completed!