Chapter 475 I seem to have seen it somewhere
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
"Well, Tom, darling, I hope you like it!"
The old woman reached out to take back the locket. She raised her head and saw Riddle's expression, and the silly smile on her face stopped.
"Are you okay, honey?"
"It's okay," Riddle quickly adjusted his mood, put away his greed, and said softly, "It's okay, I'm fine..."
"I thought - it was the light -" there was a hint of panic in the old woman's tone, as if she noticed the eager red light in Riddle's eyes. "Come on, Hao Qi, take them away and lock them up again...use old magic..."
......
The scene was like pressing the pause button, then turned into various colors of smoke and slowly dissipated.
The three returned to the magnificent Hogwarts Headmaster's Office again.
"Hepzibah Smith - a famous collector of magical antiques, may be a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff." Dumbledore introduced, "After reading this memory, I I think you should already be able to understand the significance of this job to Voldemort."
Qiu obviously noticed the change in Riddle's expression and asked: "You mean, he chose Borgin Burke's job to find the relics of the four school founders?"
"That's understandable." Dumbledore nodded and sat down behind his desk. "I think I need to add one more piece of information - two days after this memory happened, Hepzibah Smith accidentally Passed away. After an investigation by the Ministry of Magic, it was determined that the house elf Hodge accidentally put poison in her mistress's evening cocoa tea."
"How is this possible?" Qiu said without hesitation.
"It's an obvious way to frame the blame," Glenn also said. "If I guessed correctly, Riddle should have also modified the elf's memory to make her admit that she put the poison in with her own hands, just like he did to That’s what my uncle did.”
"A very accurate judgment." Dumbledore cast an approving look, "But for the Ministry of Magic, these clues are enough for them to make a verdict that the elf is guilty."
"Besides this, it is remarkable," he continued, "that after the death of Hepzibah Smith, the two treasures which we have just seen—the cup and the locket—were never seen again. He never showed up, and at the same time, the young clerk at Borkin Bock soon resigned and was never heard from again.”
"Judging from his performance, we have every reason to judge that these two relics of the founder have become Voldemort's Horcruxes." Glenn concluded.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded again, "In fact, in addition to Gryffindor's sword, I believe Ravenclaw's diadem has not been spared."
Glenn was stunned and repeated: "Ravenclaw's diadem..."
"What's wrong?" Dumbledore looked at him blankly.
"Actually..." Glenn rubbed his hands, "I seem to have a way to confirm whether it has ever fallen into Voldemort's hands."
"Oh?" Dumbledore looked interested, "What can you do? Let's talk about it."
"Ravenclaw's diadem...if I remember correctly, I seem to have seen it somewhere." Glenn said with a smile, "It's not far from here."
Dumbledore, who always liked to titillate others, was suddenly turned against him. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
"If it's around here, I think I know what you mean."
Listening to the two of them playing charades, the expression on Qiu's face became more and more confused.
Dumbledore glanced at her with a smile and said to Glenn: "If you mean the Room of Requirement, we might as well take a look now."
The three of them left the office and soon came to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly.
I need a place to hide my stuff...
I need a...
I need to...
Glenn walked back and forth three times along the solid granite stone wall, thinking silently in his mind.
When I turned back for the last time, a simple wooden door slowly appeared on the wall.
Glenn stepped forward, gently turned the bronze handle, opened the door and walked in.
This hiding room is, as always, extremely unfriendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder. Trash and debris of all shapes and materials are piled up into a rickety hill.
Glenn frowned, resisted the discomfort, and got into a gap that could barely be called a road.
Since there are no side roads, he won't get lost even if he doesn't open the system map.
The ugly troll specimen... has been transformed into a palm-sized disappearing cabinet by the shrinking spell... a large dilapidated cabinet...
Finally, next to the crumbling cabinet and on top of the crates piled haphazardly, Glenn once again saw the shabby bust of the ugly old wizard with a gray wig.
On the head of the bust, rusty and eclipsed, is the crown that countless people have been searching for for centuries.
Dumbledore slowly came to the bust and gently took off the rusty crown.
The moment his fingers touched it, faint magic waves were emitted, and the dust and rust on the crown peeled off, glowing again.
"It seems that the process of finding Horcruxes is going more smoothly than I imagined." He turned back and said with a smile.
Glenn smiled and nodded and returned to the office with him.
"Now that we have found a new Horcrux, I can take this opportunity to teach you some knowledge."
Dumbledore placed the crown on the table and said to the two of them.
"Regarding Horcruxes, compared to how to create them, I think it is more worthwhile to learn how to destroy them. In your past experiences, you should have figured out some tricks, right?"
Glenn nodded: "It turns out that the basilisk's fangs are something that can destroy Horcruxes."
"Of course!" Dumbledore said with a smile, "In fact, in order to protect the soul fragments hidden inside, in addition to powerful defense, Horcruxes often also have extremely powerful repair magic. Only by destroying the Horcrux Only when it is irreparable can the soul inside be damaged.”
"As you said, the basilisk fangs are so sharp that they can destroy the surface defense, but this is far from enough. It is not so much the fangs that destroy the diary, but the venom hidden in them, which is a continuous Continuous and irreparable serious damage.”
Dumbledore said seriously.
"Of course, venom is not the only one. According to the same principle, the Fire Curse is also one of the ways to deal with Horcruxes."
Qiu listened carefully to what he said, pointed to the ring with a crack on the table, and asked: "So, can the Sword of Gryffindor also be used to destroy Horcruxes?"
Dumbledore looked at the sword marks on the ring and said with a smile.
"If it were a previous sword, it would not have this ability. But the biggest feature of this sword is that it can absorb things that make it more powerful, including the venom of the basilisk."
The old woman reached out to take back the locket. She raised her head and saw Riddle's expression, and the silly smile on her face stopped.
"Are you okay, honey?"
"It's okay," Riddle quickly adjusted his mood, put away his greed, and said softly, "It's okay, I'm fine..."
"I thought - it was the light -" there was a hint of panic in the old woman's tone, as if she noticed the eager red light in Riddle's eyes. "Come on, Hao Qi, take them away and lock them up again...use old magic..."
......
The scene was like pressing the pause button, then turned into various colors of smoke and slowly dissipated.
The three returned to the magnificent Hogwarts Headmaster's Office again.
"Hepzibah Smith - a famous collector of magical antiques, may be a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff." Dumbledore introduced, "After reading this memory, I I think you should already be able to understand the significance of this job to Voldemort."
Qiu obviously noticed the change in Riddle's expression and asked: "You mean, he chose Borgin Burke's job to find the relics of the four school founders?"
"That's understandable." Dumbledore nodded and sat down behind his desk. "I think I need to add one more piece of information - two days after this memory happened, Hepzibah Smith accidentally Passed away. After an investigation by the Ministry of Magic, it was determined that the house elf Hodge accidentally put poison in her mistress's evening cocoa tea."
"How is this possible?" Qiu said without hesitation.
"It's an obvious way to frame the blame," Glenn also said. "If I guessed correctly, Riddle should have also modified the elf's memory to make her admit that she put the poison in with her own hands, just like he did to That’s what my uncle did.”
"A very accurate judgment." Dumbledore cast an approving look, "But for the Ministry of Magic, these clues are enough for them to make a verdict that the elf is guilty."
"Besides this, it is remarkable," he continued, "that after the death of Hepzibah Smith, the two treasures which we have just seen—the cup and the locket—were never seen again. He never showed up, and at the same time, the young clerk at Borkin Bock soon resigned and was never heard from again.”
"Judging from his performance, we have every reason to judge that these two relics of the founder have become Voldemort's Horcruxes." Glenn concluded.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded again, "In fact, in addition to Gryffindor's sword, I believe Ravenclaw's diadem has not been spared."
Glenn was stunned and repeated: "Ravenclaw's diadem..."
"What's wrong?" Dumbledore looked at him blankly.
"Actually..." Glenn rubbed his hands, "I seem to have a way to confirm whether it has ever fallen into Voldemort's hands."
"Oh?" Dumbledore looked interested, "What can you do? Let's talk about it."
"Ravenclaw's diadem...if I remember correctly, I seem to have seen it somewhere." Glenn said with a smile, "It's not far from here."
Dumbledore, who always liked to titillate others, was suddenly turned against him. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
"If it's around here, I think I know what you mean."
Listening to the two of them playing charades, the expression on Qiu's face became more and more confused.
Dumbledore glanced at her with a smile and said to Glenn: "If you mean the Room of Requirement, we might as well take a look now."
The three of them left the office and soon came to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly.
I need a place to hide my stuff...
I need a...
I need to...
Glenn walked back and forth three times along the solid granite stone wall, thinking silently in his mind.
When I turned back for the last time, a simple wooden door slowly appeared on the wall.
Glenn stepped forward, gently turned the bronze handle, opened the door and walked in.
This hiding room is, as always, extremely unfriendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder. Trash and debris of all shapes and materials are piled up into a rickety hill.
Glenn frowned, resisted the discomfort, and got into a gap that could barely be called a road.
Since there are no side roads, he won't get lost even if he doesn't open the system map.
The ugly troll specimen... has been transformed into a palm-sized disappearing cabinet by the shrinking spell... a large dilapidated cabinet...
Finally, next to the crumbling cabinet and on top of the crates piled haphazardly, Glenn once again saw the shabby bust of the ugly old wizard with a gray wig.
On the head of the bust, rusty and eclipsed, is the crown that countless people have been searching for for centuries.
Dumbledore slowly came to the bust and gently took off the rusty crown.
The moment his fingers touched it, faint magic waves were emitted, and the dust and rust on the crown peeled off, glowing again.
"It seems that the process of finding Horcruxes is going more smoothly than I imagined." He turned back and said with a smile.
Glenn smiled and nodded and returned to the office with him.
"Now that we have found a new Horcrux, I can take this opportunity to teach you some knowledge."
Dumbledore placed the crown on the table and said to the two of them.
"Regarding Horcruxes, compared to how to create them, I think it is more worthwhile to learn how to destroy them. In your past experiences, you should have figured out some tricks, right?"
Glenn nodded: "It turns out that the basilisk's fangs are something that can destroy Horcruxes."
"Of course!" Dumbledore said with a smile, "In fact, in order to protect the soul fragments hidden inside, in addition to powerful defense, Horcruxes often also have extremely powerful repair magic. Only by destroying the Horcrux Only when it is irreparable can the soul inside be damaged.”
"As you said, the basilisk fangs are so sharp that they can destroy the surface defense, but this is far from enough. It is not so much the fangs that destroy the diary, but the venom hidden in them, which is a continuous Continuous and irreparable serious damage.”
Dumbledore said seriously.
"Of course, venom is not the only one. According to the same principle, the Fire Curse is also one of the ways to deal with Horcruxes."
Qiu listened carefully to what he said, pointed to the ring with a crack on the table, and asked: "So, can the Sword of Gryffindor also be used to destroy Horcruxes?"
Dumbledore looked at the sword marks on the ring and said with a smile.
"If it were a previous sword, it would not have this ability. But the biggest feature of this sword is that it can absorb things that make it more powerful, including the venom of the basilisk."
