The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 263

During the time the house elf went to inform Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore, who had decided to cover up the cat, pulled Fisch and confessed to him to prevent the little cat from accidentally letting it go.

The principals on the wall all looked contemptuous, Fox fell on his perch, buried his head under the wings, and saw nothing.

"Albus, are you looking for me?"

After a while, Professor McGonagall with a bristled head opened the door and walked in.

After seeing Feish, he frowned immediately.

"Fish? What's wrong with you again?"

"Fei Xu didn't get into trouble!"

The kitten protested angrily: "Fei may be... Grandpa Albus called over!"

"Ahem," Seeing Fisch's first sentence almost went wrong, Dumbledore quickly took over the topic and explained to Professor McGonagall: "That's it, Minerva, I already know how Voldemort controlled it before. Ginny opened the secret room, because it was related to the secret room and the basilisk, so Fesh was called together."

Since the matter of finding the diary was to be deducted on Dumbledore's head, then Fei Xu's reason for coming to the principal's office had to be changed. This was also an excuse that the two masters had just discussed.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Minerva snatched up to Dumbledore's desk in a few steps, and rubbed Fesh's cat's head as an apology.

"The Horcrux, it is the Voldemort soul in the Horcrux that controlled Ginny to open the secret room, so we have not been able to find the so-called intruder," Dumbledore replied solemnly: "My previous guess was not wrong. ."

"Grandpa Albus, Minerva has already arrived, can you tell Fei Xu what Horcrux is? Meow? Fei Xu didn't understand what you just said!"

Fisch tugged Dumbledore's sleeve impatiently.

Dumbledore turned his gaze to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall naturally understood what the other party meant. She frowned and stared at Feish, with some hesitation in her heart. She didn't want Feish to contact this kind of evil knowledge.

But like Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall also knows the curiosity of the little fur cat, Ephesh. If you don't tell him, this little guy can't say it can make a moth...

So after thinking for a while, Professor McGonagall finally sighed helplessly, and took the initiative to explain to Fisch: "The Horcrux is an item created by the black wizard to store soul fragments in order to make him immortal. This is a very evil black magic."

Professor McGonagall squatted in front of Feishu and said with a serious expression: "Every time a Horcrux is made, one person needs to be killed. Therefore, Feishu, you must never learn anything about Horcruxes!"

"Fei Xu knows, Fei Xu will be obedient."

Seeing Professor McGonagall instructing himself so solemnly, Feish hurriedly raised his head.

Gently patted Feishe's head, Professor McGonagall's serious face showed a slight smile. She still trusts Feishe in this respect. Little Leather Cat is usually a little bit naughty, but heartily. But he has always been very kind.

"So, Albus, where is Voldemort's Horcrux? Have you solved it?"

Professor McGonagall stood up and turned to ask Dumbledore.

"I just found his Horcrux, and I haven't had time to destroy it," Dumbledore shook his head, and replied, "The Horcrux is not that easy to destroy, and...I want to ask from Tom's Horcrux. Something."

Dumbledore squinted his eyes. Based on Voldemort's personality and his changes in personality and appearance, as well as the soul fragment in Harry's scar, Dumbledore was sure that Voldemort made more than one Horcrux, so he wanted Try if you can ask something from the diary Horcrux.

Although this diary was probably the first Horcrux, and he didn't know what the subsequent Horcruxes were, his thinking was the same as that of Voldemort when he grew up.

And from the perspective of the diary's ability to actively communicate with people, Voldemort planned to use this Horcrux from the beginning as a "weapon". Obviously, he didn't seem to care about the safety of the diary.

So Dumbledore guessed that before Voldemort made the first Horcrux, he already had a relatively clear plan to make multiple Horcruxes. Otherwise, he would not make the first Horcrux, just make it directly. Horcrux of communication.

So, even if the soul in the diary doesn't know the location of those Horcruxes later, he still has certain considerations about the equipment he chooses later, and he should be able to ask some clues from his mouth.

Anyway, the diary was already a turtle in the urn, and he had himself staring at it. Even if he couldn't ask anything, the Horcrux couldn't turn up any waves, so Dumbledore felt that it was worth trying.

"Inquiry about Horcrux?" Professor McGonagall frowned again and asked suspiciously: "Is it possible that Voldemort's Horcrux will tell you the truth?"

"If it's other Horcruxes, it probably won't work..."

Dumbledore showed a smug smile on his face, then took a small black notebook from his pocket and shook it in front of Professor McGonagall.

"But when Voldemort was making this Horcrux, he specifically gave it the ability to communicate directly. His soul fragments used this diary to communicate with Ginny, and then controlled her to open the secret room, and we can completely In turn, through the diary, some secrets were drawn from him."

"This diary is Voldemort's Horcrux?"

Professor McGonagall stared at the black diary in Dumbledore's hand with a stern lion face.

"Yes, I have confirmed that this is Voldemort's Horcrux, and it should be the first Horcrux he made," Dumbledore stroked his beard and sighed: "Tom was only sixteen at the time. Years old... He should be the best student ever at Hogwarts... It's a pity that such a gifted student has gone wrong."

"You mean... Voldemort has more than one Horcrux? In addition to this diary, did you find other Horcruxes?"

"No, I only found this diary. More than one Horcrux is just my speculation, but this speculation... is very likely."

Dumbledore sighed again, if he could, he would rather guess wrong by himself, but unfortunately, the odds were too low.

"Really? Albus, you only found this diary..." Professor McGonagall narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "So, where did you find it?"

"It's...in the pile of pipes outside the secret room."

Dumbledore noticed that the current Professor McGonagall seemed to be a bit wrong in his attitude, but he subconsciously replied in accordance with the confession that he had previously matched with Fisch.

Then he saw Professor McGonagall's shaggy face, a sneer suddenly appeared.

"But, if I remember correctly..." Professor McGonagall squinted his eyes and said slowly: "I saw this diary in the pocket you gave to Fisch during the Christmas holidays. what……"

The smile on Dumbledore's face suddenly froze, and he immediately turned his head to look at the little fur cat that pitted grandpa aside.

Little Leather Cat blinked his eyes, and when he heard Professor McGonagall talk about it, he remembered the incident...

When Professor McGonagall confiscated his compound decoction~www.mtlnovel.com~, he once carefully looked through his magic pocket, and the diary was also placed in it.

"...Eh hey~"

Fisch touched the back of his head, stuck his tongue out at Dumbledore, and then avoided his sight with great skill.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Ah... Actually I can explain..."

Fisch's little scam could not be counted on, Dumbledore cleared his throat, and planned to dying to struggle.

Only after meeting Professor McGonagall's cold gaze, he opened his mouth, and finally turned all the excuses into a long sigh—

"Sorry, Minerva, I was wrong."

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Chapter end