Chapter 562 The twins’ final decision

That was back in 1992, when Lucius Malfoy slipped Voldemort's diary into Ginny's old book.

Originally, Malfoy wanted to use this to avoid the Ministry of Magic's search for illegal items and frame the blame on Arthur Weasley. Unexpectedly, Malfoy not only failed to frame the blame, but actually lost Voldemort's Horcrux.

It was precisely because of this diary from Voldemort's student days that the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts was opened that year, causing the basilisk to wreak havoc on the campus, causing many students and a skinny cat to be petrified.

It was only because of the appearance of this old diary and the poor performance of Benedick Foley that Dumbledore figured out the truth about Voldemort's immortality and learned about the secret black magic of Horcruxes.

Lucius Malfoy is indeed a pig teammate. If it weren't for his stupidity and incompetence, Dumbledore might not have been able to guess the Horcrux until now, let alone find the ring hidden in Gaunt's old house.

The diary is an early Horcrux made by Voldemort, and Hufflepuff's gold cup should have been made later. Voldemort's level of making Horcruxes should have been even more advanced at this time. It is probably more difficult to destroy the gold cup than the diary.

"You mean this cup is the same as the diary?" Fred asked, "That's why George seemed to be a different person just now because he was controlled like Ginny."

George stared at the cup and said slowly: "No, Ginny and I are different. At that time, Ginny didn't quite know what she had done, but I knew what I had done. When I was in Gringotts, in my heart It was as if a voice was guiding me to do this.”

Ada nodded solemnly and said, "I also heard it, like the whisper of the devil. It is stimulating negative emotions in people's hearts, and even hates the world."

"Wait a minute, you two, wait a minute." Fred looked left and right and said, "Why not only didn't I hear anything, but I was also frightened by that bastard Cozmo?"

Among the three, only Fred had never touched the gold cup with his own hands, so he seemed to be an outsider at this moment, while Ada and George were like fellow patients discussing their illness.

"That's because you didn't touch the gold cup." Ada and George said in tacit agreement, and they rolled their eyes in sync.

The gold cup sparkled, and the badger carved on the cup was lifelike. Fred looked at the cup suspiciously. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was afraid of the power of the cup.

In fact, Ada did not tell the complete truth, and the whispers she heard were even more terrifying. The demon hidden in the golden cup was actually tempting her, trying to make her split her soul and gain eternal life.

"So what the hell is this?" Fred's outstretched hand only stretched out halfway before retracting it. George's gloomy look just now made him feel frightened.

"The cup belongs to Helga Hufflepuff." Ada said slowly, "But now it belongs to Tom Riddle. To be precise, it belongs to the fragment of Tom Riddle's soul."

Then Ada slowly told what a Horcrux was and the conversation between herself and Dumbledore after returning from the cemetery.

Splitting a soul into pieces was something the twins had never heard of, and the two brothers kept their mouths open the entire time. Based on their magical attainments, the fact of splitting the soul is really difficult to understand. The soul is not a salmon on the chopping board, so how can it be cut at will.

It's no wonder that the twins couldn't understand for a while. Magic that affects the soul is not common in the magic world, let alone splitting one's own soul.

Even Dumbledore, who was well-informed and knowledgeable, did not know much about Horcruxes. He was able to confirm this fact only after reading a large amount of information.

"How... uh... how to cut out the fragments of the soul?" George asked, "It can't be like this!" As he said that, George imitated the action of chopping vegetables.

"Murder should be preceded by some kind of spell." Ada said. She didn't know the specific method of splitting souls, and Dumbledore would not teach such evil magic to his students.

Hearing this, the twins looked at Ada together, their eyes seeming to ask: You won't do the same thing, right?

It wasn't until Ada's little head shook like a rattle that the twins looked away and stared at Hufflepuff's golden cup again.

"Now we are going to destroy this golden cup, right?" George asked, "What a pity."

Although the magic of Horcruxes is somewhat difficult to understand, the twins understand the functions of Horcruxes very clearly. Everyone has only one life, and Voldemort with the Horcrux is like adding an insurance policy to his life. Before this insurance was destroyed, Voldemort did not have to worry about his own life.

In other words, Voldemort with a Horcrux has one more life than others, or several lives, depending on how many Horcruxes Voldemort made. Everyone knows how disgusting an enemy that cannot be killed is.

"It's a pity," Ada said leisurely, her eyes full of heartache. "It would be great if this could be left as an heirloom or sold! The legendary golden cup of Helga Hufflepuff. It must be worth a lot of galleons!”

The twins were distressed because the treasures belonging to Hufflepuff were destroyed, while Ada felt distressed for the golden galleons that had not even been seen. People with low emotional intelligence are said to be money-obsessed and stingy, while those with high emotional intelligence are said to be Ada who is just getting along.

"What to do?" Fred said excitedly, eager to try.

Whether it's Hufflepuff's golden cup or Voldemort's Horcrux, destroying such treasures can satisfy humanity's desire for destruction to a great extent.

Ada shook her head and said helplessly: "I don't know yet, I need to give it a try."

The person who destroyed the diary in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets was Dumbledore, using the basilisk's saber-sharp fangs. Ada doesn't have a basilisk tooth on her hands now, unless she returns to Hogwarts.

In addition, this cup is made of gold, not a paper diary. It is still unknown whether it can be pierced by snake teeth! What's more, the diary was a product of Voldemort's student days, and the golden cup was obviously made into a Horcrux later than the diary.

Perhaps during this period, Voldemort's dark magic has improved to a higher level and his understanding of Horcruxes has become more thorough. In this way, Hufflepuff's Gold Cup will be much more difficult to deal with than the diary.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Ada said, "Tell me what you think now. Do you still stick to your original choice?"

Although Ada has not yet thought of a way to destroy the golden cup, with the previous diary as a reference and knowing that Horcruxes can be destroyed artificially, she will be able to find a solution sooner or later. She has this confidence.

Rather than the gold cup that could not be solved for the time being, Ada wanted to know what the twins were thinking, or whether Fred and George had the courage and perseverance to continue.

Everything in Gringotts today was just a rehearsal, and it was the least dangerous kind. The dangers Ada will face in the future will be a hundred times or a thousand times more than today.

The twins did not give a direct answer. The two brothers looked at each other for a long time. It was not until Ada felt a little tired that Fred and George spoke.

"We're not as talented as you," said Fred, "or as smart as you."

"We don't work as hard as you," George continued, "nor do we have as much perseverance as you."

As the two brothers spoke, their faces darkened, as if they were covered by dark clouds, or as if they were ashamed. Although Ada didn't want the twins to get involved in such danger, she still felt a sense of loss in her heart.

Many times, women are duplicitous, and Ada is not immune to this.

"Did you think we would give up?"

"Are you a little lost and a little sad?"

Fred and George changed from the gloom a few seconds ago and burst out with vitality again. The singing and harmonizing of the two brothers was like sunshine penetrating through dark clouds, and more like the hope of gods spreading to the world.

"How could we leave you alone!" Fred said, and he slapped Ada hard on the right shoulder.

"Especially after what happened today!" George followed, slapping his hand on Ada's left shoulder.

"We can't protect you from the wind and rain, but we can accompany you in the rain!" the twins said in unison, "Of course, it would be better if you can stay out of the rain. If you don't know how to run into the house when it rains, you will have to worry. What's the matter?"