Chapter 806 Horcrux

Tom Riddle's diary, Marvolo Gaunt's ring, Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's golden cup, Ravenclaw's golden diadem, Harry, and the serpent Nagini.

These are the seven Horcruxes that originally belonged to Voldemort.

Thankfully, the diary and locket had been destroyed in front of everyone.

According to Harry's description, the ring had already reached the hands of Principal Dumbledore. Fortunately, Principal Dumbledore did not hurt himself because of this, but destroyed the ring directly.

As for Harry himself, he naturally still has a remnant soul in his body, but what no one knows - Principal Dumbledore should know - is that Voldemort handed over both of his soul fragments to Harry.

Yes, when this guy attacked Hogwarts at night, he accidentally beat Harry to death. He just used his own wand to kill Harry's soul, which is a nonsense operation.

And because of the bizarre and evil operation of "I kill myself", the prerequisite for making Horcruxes was achieved, and another fragment was inserted into Harry's body.

Harry:? ? ?

Therefore, after removing the fragments from Harry's body and waiting for Mr. Fu to have a brain attack and kill him again one day, all that is left are the golden crown and the golden cup.

And a sad story must be told to Mr. Voldemort - Ravenclaw's golden diadem was broken by the twins.

Well, yes, after these two troublemakers found the golden crown, they did not resist the temptation and put the golden crown on their heads like others, but played with it in their hands.

Because of the characteristics of the Horcrux itself, if it weren't for a highly destructive spell like the Fire Curse or an almost indestructible poison like Basilisk Venom, the Golden Crown would be almost indestructible.

By chance, when these two guys were tinkering with some kind of potion, they came up with a very terrifying potion.

Because of an error in the proportions of the formula, they prepared the potion that could cause a slight stomachache for two days into a terrifying existence that melted the whole person after one sip.

The laboratories of the two unlucky brothers were corroded, but they were both too big-hearted to think of the Golden Crown at this time and casually threw this thing in.

Amidst Voldemort's curses, the two guys realized that the thing they made this time was a bit out of specification - because they had done this kind of thing before, and they probably felt like you have something on hand. It's a small steel ball that can't be broken. When you hold it in your hand, you always want to find a way to break it in half.

After hurriedly cleaning up all the potions, leaving only the experimental data, the twins no longer dared to engage in any dangerous activities.

Robert, who had no idea that the two men had actually taken away the golden crown, didn't know that another of Voldemort's Horcruxes had been destroyed until one day when he was dragged to their private studio by the two men.

Therefore, after all the calculations, Mr. Fu now only has two trumpets in the Horcrux.

And just as Voldemort's trumpet slowly woke up in Gringotts, Principal Dumbledore was finally able to take a good rest.

Because he had "killed" the big snake and his head, the wound that could not be healed on Principal Dumbledore's arm also disappeared. This made the principal feel a little more relaxed, but this time he wanted to do it for the school. , he is really fighting for his lovely students.

Principal Dumbledore, who could only barely fight for an hour, managed to hold on for more than three hours with the help of Hagrid, Professor Grapeplan, and many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, and finally won the victory.

He really reached his physical and mental limits.

So, when the panting Hagrid and Professor McGonagall found him in the forest, the old man was leaning weakly under the tree, giving people the feeling that he was about to ascend at any moment.

The professor was quite frightened.

"Speaking of which, it seems those vampires ran away again." Summers complained depressedly to his little friend Stebbins, "How did they do it?"

"How did you do that?" Stebbins kicked the priest whose feet had disappeared because he could not bear the humiliation.

Summers tugged at him. "Don't do that, Stebbins. Treat the prisoners kindly."

Just as Stebbins put away his feet, a certain priest lying on the ground beside him sneered and said, "Is this how the wizards of the rotten country treat their guests? I have learned a lot today..."

Before he could finish his words, Summers stomped on his face and stomped on him hard.

Stebbins looked at his friend blankly and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you should treat prisoners well?"

"Yes." Summers said matter-of-factly, "But he said he was a guest, not a prisoner."

Forehead.

Stebbins blinked, feeling that his friend was being quibbley.

But he has no evidence.

"I want to say..." Summers lowered his voice and leaned into Stebbins' ear, "Those vampires can always find a way to escape. Isn't this a bit too powerful?"

Stebbins was stunned for a moment, then thought again, "It seems...right?"

As they talked, the two people looked at each other, and for some reason, they looked up at the dome together.

The alien bats lying on the roof, mixing with the bats:...

"There seems to be something wrong with the bats today..." Summers murmured, "What's wrong?"

Stebbins also had a blank expression.

In this way, after Robert and Hermione explored all the secret rooms in the first volume and came to the auditorium to look for their friends, they saw two...

Forehead……

A little nerdy friend?

Attracted by the magical actions of the two people, Robert and Hermione couldn't help but look up at the dome.

The two people who had studied alchemy couldn't help but feel a stronger sense of disobedience when they saw the bats on the dome.

Raising his hand, he performed an analysis technique. Robert looked at his friend with a strange expression, "What are you looking at?"

Summers had a confused expression on his face, "I'm wondering if the bats up there have had better food recently?"

Robert smacked his lips with a serious expression. He put his hands on his good friend's shoulders and warned him emphatically, "Summers, although the relationship between wizards and bats is okay, you have to know that bats can't help you." I don’t have to go out to work with a 40-degree fever just to serve you dinner!”

"Dinner?" Summers was startled. "Hey, Robert, what are you talking about? How could someone eat such a weird thing!"

"No matter how good the relationship between bats and wizards is, my mother will never let creatures like bats appear in our home!" He glanced at the bats with disgust and shouted unhappily, "Not allowed for rats. A mouse with lost wings is even more unacceptable!"