Chapter 378 I understand, Professor
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Green light flashed in this small bedroom.
Voldemort showed a ferocious smile, cruel and cold.
But the next moment, his smile froze, and inexplicable crimson magic suddenly erupted from the body of the defenseless baby in front of him.
The magic power swallowed up the Death Curse, and then swept across the entire room. Everything Sur looked at was torn and shattered by this magic power.
Of course, that also includes Voldemort holding a wand.
The picture freezes in one moment and collapses in the next moment.
Soul was just a spectator in this memory. He couldn't feel how strong the magic was. He could only see Voldemort's body shattering in an instant like a glass falling to the ground, leaving only a black mass. Painting mist.
He could see the confusion and panic flashing in Voldemort's eyes the second before his body was shattered.
The crimson magic power rolled back, and the black mist fled like a bereaved dog, escaping from the broken glass window before the crimson magic power rolled back.
But no matter how timely the black mist that Voldemort turned into reacted, the crimson magic that rolled back still tore off an imperceptible mass from its tail, and reintegrated into the crying Harry's body. .
Under Soul's gaze, a flashing red lightning-shaped scar appeared on Harry's forehead.
Amidst Harry's crying, a figure appeared at the door of the bedroom with a panic and fearful expression.
"Lily!!!"
The scene faded, and Harry's cries and hoarse shouts became increasingly distant.
Sur felt a pair of hands put on his shoulders, pulling him to do a somersault. His feet touched the ground again, and the light returned to his eyes.
"That's almost it." Dumbledore's gentle voice sounded. He raised his wand and pulled the silver wire in the pensieve back into the small glass bottle.
"Is this the scene where Harry defeated Voldemort? But I'm more curious, how did you get this memory?" Sol asked curiously.
Dumbledore let go of his hand and the glass bottle fluttered back to the shelf. He explained softly as he walked out.
"Memory is a very magical thing. As time goes by, some memories will gradually become difficult to recall, or even completely lose their impression. However, they are not erased, but are deeply hidden in the mind."
"You mean, this memory comes from Harry?" Soul showed a stunned expression. No wonder, Dumbledore never believed that Voldemort was dead from beginning to end, but had been making plans and waiting vigilantly for Voldemort's return.
No wonder Dumbledore has been making arrangements to give Harry some training to help him grow.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, gently closed the cupboard door, and led Soul towards the sofa. "Although Harry couldn't remember things at that time, it didn't stop his eyes from preserving it all. It stayed in his mind.”
"Speaking of which, do you see anything from this memory?"
Soul tilted his head and recalled for a moment before speaking, "If I read correctly, when Voldemort's body was broken and he ran out of the window, a cloud of black mist was torn off..."
"The way to make a Horcrux is to kill an innocent life and tear off a piece of your own soul." Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, "It was under this circumstance that Harry became one of the Horcruxes. "
"And I don't think Riddle noticed that at the time."
"Then you didn't find a way to separate this soul from Harry's body?" Suer asked curiously, "With your great strength..."
"I can't do it. That soul is closely integrated with Harry's body." Dumbledore shook his head and said calmly,
"I tried many methods, but none of them were able to separate Riddle's soul from Harry's body. Finally, I came to a conclusion..."
"The only way to wipe out this piece of soul is to kill Harry together?" Soul swallowed.
"Okay, Soul." Dumbledore didn't want to answer the question, so he suddenly changed the subject, "You should have met this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?"
Su Er was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"I'm giving you a task." Dumbledore's face became slightly serious. "During this period, I'm going to look for clues about several other Horcruxes. I hope you can help me pay more attention to them when you are in the castle. Meet my 'old friend'."
"You mean..." Su Er was surprised.
"I can't be sure, but I can be sure that he is definitely not the Mad-Eye I know." A smile appeared on Dumbledore's lips, "I already got the hint when we were in the auditorium."
"If you find anything wrong, you can always come here and tell me."
Looking at the smile on Dumbledore's lips, Soul had to sigh again. He was as wise as an old bee, and he was obviously fishing again.
"You think too highly of me, that's a professor..." Thinking back, Suer still said with a wry smile on his face.
"If he is from Voldemort's side and wants to do something in the castle, I have no confidence that I can stop him."
"You can do it." Dumbledore chuckled and raised his hand to pat Soul on the shoulder. "In the Quidditch World Cup not long ago, your combat performance was no weaker than that of an adult wizard."
Well... I should have thought that what I did in the woods could not be hidden from Dumbledore, who had many eyes and ears.
"Okay." Suer nodded helplessly.
"I don't know what Riddle's plan is, but I am sure that he wants to make himself truly alive, so what my 'old friend' will do next in the castle is critical."
"If we capture him, and then ask Professor Snape to give him some Veritaserum, wouldn't we know everything?" Suer couldn't help but encourage, "This is the easiest way."
Dumbledore glanced at Soul with a half-smile but did not answer.
Well, Suer admitted that he asked a stupid question. Obviously, the wily old bee wanted to use this to make a plan.
"But I can't keep an eye on Professor Moody all by myself..." Suer scratched his head and said.
"I might need to get some help."
"Of course, uniting all forces that can be united at the right time has always been one of Hufflepuff's traditions." Dumbledore nodded and smiled.
Su Er thinks that his understanding ability is pretty good. After all, in his previous life, he was an excellent student who could get 130 points in Chinese in the exam!
Play aloneX
Tell Harry quietly√
"I see, Professor."
Voldemort showed a ferocious smile, cruel and cold.
But the next moment, his smile froze, and inexplicable crimson magic suddenly erupted from the body of the defenseless baby in front of him.
The magic power swallowed up the Death Curse, and then swept across the entire room. Everything Sur looked at was torn and shattered by this magic power.
Of course, that also includes Voldemort holding a wand.
The picture freezes in one moment and collapses in the next moment.
Soul was just a spectator in this memory. He couldn't feel how strong the magic was. He could only see Voldemort's body shattering in an instant like a glass falling to the ground, leaving only a black mass. Painting mist.
He could see the confusion and panic flashing in Voldemort's eyes the second before his body was shattered.
The crimson magic power rolled back, and the black mist fled like a bereaved dog, escaping from the broken glass window before the crimson magic power rolled back.
But no matter how timely the black mist that Voldemort turned into reacted, the crimson magic that rolled back still tore off an imperceptible mass from its tail, and reintegrated into the crying Harry's body. .
Under Soul's gaze, a flashing red lightning-shaped scar appeared on Harry's forehead.
Amidst Harry's crying, a figure appeared at the door of the bedroom with a panic and fearful expression.
"Lily!!!"
The scene faded, and Harry's cries and hoarse shouts became increasingly distant.
Sur felt a pair of hands put on his shoulders, pulling him to do a somersault. His feet touched the ground again, and the light returned to his eyes.
"That's almost it." Dumbledore's gentle voice sounded. He raised his wand and pulled the silver wire in the pensieve back into the small glass bottle.
"Is this the scene where Harry defeated Voldemort? But I'm more curious, how did you get this memory?" Sol asked curiously.
Dumbledore let go of his hand and the glass bottle fluttered back to the shelf. He explained softly as he walked out.
"Memory is a very magical thing. As time goes by, some memories will gradually become difficult to recall, or even completely lose their impression. However, they are not erased, but are deeply hidden in the mind."
"You mean, this memory comes from Harry?" Soul showed a stunned expression. No wonder, Dumbledore never believed that Voldemort was dead from beginning to end, but had been making plans and waiting vigilantly for Voldemort's return.
No wonder Dumbledore has been making arrangements to give Harry some training to help him grow.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, gently closed the cupboard door, and led Soul towards the sofa. "Although Harry couldn't remember things at that time, it didn't stop his eyes from preserving it all. It stayed in his mind.”
"Speaking of which, do you see anything from this memory?"
Soul tilted his head and recalled for a moment before speaking, "If I read correctly, when Voldemort's body was broken and he ran out of the window, a cloud of black mist was torn off..."
"The way to make a Horcrux is to kill an innocent life and tear off a piece of your own soul." Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, "It was under this circumstance that Harry became one of the Horcruxes. "
"And I don't think Riddle noticed that at the time."
"Then you didn't find a way to separate this soul from Harry's body?" Suer asked curiously, "With your great strength..."
"I can't do it. That soul is closely integrated with Harry's body." Dumbledore shook his head and said calmly,
"I tried many methods, but none of them were able to separate Riddle's soul from Harry's body. Finally, I came to a conclusion..."
"The only way to wipe out this piece of soul is to kill Harry together?" Soul swallowed.
"Okay, Soul." Dumbledore didn't want to answer the question, so he suddenly changed the subject, "You should have met this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?"
Su Er was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"I'm giving you a task." Dumbledore's face became slightly serious. "During this period, I'm going to look for clues about several other Horcruxes. I hope you can help me pay more attention to them when you are in the castle. Meet my 'old friend'."
"You mean..." Su Er was surprised.
"I can't be sure, but I can be sure that he is definitely not the Mad-Eye I know." A smile appeared on Dumbledore's lips, "I already got the hint when we were in the auditorium."
"If you find anything wrong, you can always come here and tell me."
Looking at the smile on Dumbledore's lips, Soul had to sigh again. He was as wise as an old bee, and he was obviously fishing again.
"You think too highly of me, that's a professor..." Thinking back, Suer still said with a wry smile on his face.
"If he is from Voldemort's side and wants to do something in the castle, I have no confidence that I can stop him."
"You can do it." Dumbledore chuckled and raised his hand to pat Soul on the shoulder. "In the Quidditch World Cup not long ago, your combat performance was no weaker than that of an adult wizard."
Well... I should have thought that what I did in the woods could not be hidden from Dumbledore, who had many eyes and ears.
"Okay." Suer nodded helplessly.
"I don't know what Riddle's plan is, but I am sure that he wants to make himself truly alive, so what my 'old friend' will do next in the castle is critical."
"If we capture him, and then ask Professor Snape to give him some Veritaserum, wouldn't we know everything?" Suer couldn't help but encourage, "This is the easiest way."
Dumbledore glanced at Soul with a half-smile but did not answer.
Well, Suer admitted that he asked a stupid question. Obviously, the wily old bee wanted to use this to make a plan.
"But I can't keep an eye on Professor Moody all by myself..." Suer scratched his head and said.
"I might need to get some help."
"Of course, uniting all forces that can be united at the right time has always been one of Hufflepuff's traditions." Dumbledore nodded and smiled.
Su Er thinks that his understanding ability is pretty good. After all, in his previous life, he was an excellent student who could get 130 points in Chinese in the exam!
Play aloneX
Tell Harry quietly√
"I see, Professor."
