Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 265 Hey~
Just when the house elf was going to notify Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore, who had already decided to protect the cat, took Fish and confronted him with his confession, so as to prevent the little cat from accidentally slipping his mouth.

The principals on the wall all looked contemptuous. Fox landed on his perch and buried his head under his wings, out of sight.

"Albus, are you looking for me?"

After a while, Professor McGonagall with a mane on his head opened the door and walked in.

After seeing Fish, he immediately frowned.

"Fish? What trouble did you get into again?"

"Fish didn't get into trouble, meow!"

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The little kitty protested angrily: "Fei Xu was called by... Grandpa Albus!"

"Ahem," Dumbledore almost went wrong when he saw Fish's first sentence, and quickly took over the topic, explaining to Professor McGonagall: "It's like this, Minerva, I already know how Voldemort controlled Ginny opened the Chamber of Secrets, and because it involved the Chamber of Secrets and the basilisk, Fish was also called over."

Since the matter of finding the diary was to be blamed on Dumbledore, the reason why Fish came to the principal's office had to be changed, which was also the excuse the two had just discussed.

"Oh? What's going on?"

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

"The Horcrux, it was the soul of Voldemort in the Horcrux that controlled Ginny to open the Chamber of Secrets, so we have not been able to find the so-called 'intruder'," Dumbledore replied solemnly: "My previous guess was correct. .”

"Grandpa Albus, Minerva is already here, can you tell Fish what a Horcrux is? Meow? Fish didn't understand what you just said!"

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Fish impatiently tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve.

Dumbledore turned his attention to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall naturally understood the meaning of the other party. She frowned and stared at Fish, with some hesitation in her heart. She didn't want Fish to be exposed to such evil knowledge.

But like Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall also knows the curiosity of this little fur cat, Efish. If you don't tell him, this little guy might make some trouble...

So after thinking for a while, Professor McGonagall finally sighed helplessly, and explained to Fish: "Horcruxes are items created by dark wizards to store soul fragments in order to make themselves immortal. It's a very evil form of black magic."

Professor McGonagall squatted in front of Fish, and said with a very serious expression: "Every time you make a Horcrux, you need to kill a person, so you, Fish, absolutely must not learn anything related to the Horcrux!"

"Fish knows, Fish will be obedient, meow."

Seeing Professor McGonagall telling him so solemnly, Fisher nodded his head quickly.

Gently patted Fish on the head, Professor McGonagall showed a smile on his serious face. She still trusts Fish in this respect. The little skin cat is usually naughty, but he has a good heart. But he has always been kind.

"So, Albus, where is Voldemort's Horcrux? Have you dealt with it yet?"

Professor McGonagall stood up and turned to ask Dumbledore.

"I just found his horcrux, and I haven't had time to destroy it," Dumbledore replied, shaking his head, "Horcruxes are not so easy to destroy, and... I want to ask Tom's horcruxes Something."

Dumbledore squinted his eyes. According to Voldemort's character and the changes in his personality and appearance, as well as the soul fragment in Harry's scar, Dumbledore can be sure that Voldemort made more than one Horcrux, so he wants to See if you can get something out of the diary horcruxes.

Although this diary is probably the first Horcrux, and it is unknown what the subsequent Horcruxes will be, his thinking is consistent with that of Voldemort when he grew up.

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

Therefore, Dumbledore guessed that before making the first Horcrux, Voldemort had already had a relatively clear plan to make multiple Horcruxes, otherwise he would not have made the first Horcrux that could directly Communicating Horcruxes.

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

Anyway, the diary was already a turtle in the urn, and with himself staring at it, even if he couldn't ask anything, this Horcrux would not be able to make any waves, so Dumbledore thought it was worth trying.

"Ask about Horcruxes?" Professor McGonagall frowned again, and asked suspiciously: "Is it possible for Voldemort's Horcruxes to tell you the truth?"

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

A smug smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, then he took out a small black notebook from his pocket and waved it in front of Professor McGonagall.

"But when Voldemort made this Horcrux, he specially gave it the function of direct communication. His soul fragments communicated with Ginny through this diary, and then controlled her to open the secret room. We can completely In turn, use the diary to get some secrets out of him."

"This diary is Voldemort's Horcrux?"

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

"Yes, I have confirmed that this is Voldemort's Horcrux, and this should be the first Horcrux he made," Dumbledore stroked his beard and sighed: "Tom was only 16 years old at the time. ...He should be the best student Hogwarts has ever seen... It's a pity that such a talented student has gone astray."

"You mean... Voldemort has more than one Horcrux? Have you found other Horcruxes besides this diary?"

"No, I only found this diary. It's just my speculation that there are more than one Horcrux, but this speculation...is very likely."

Dumbledore sighed again. If possible, he would rather guess wrong by himself, but unfortunately, the chance is 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 just... in the pile of pipes outside the secret room."

Dumbledore noticed that the current Professor McGonagall seemed a little bit wrong in his attitude, but he subconsciously replied according to the confession he had made with Fish.

Then he saw Professor McGonagall's furry face, and suddenly there was a sneer.

"But, if I remember correctly..." Professor McGonagall narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I saw this diary in the pocket you gave Fish during the Christmas vacation. ah……"

The smile on Dumbledore's face froze immediately, and he immediately turned to look at the little fur cat who cheated on Grandpa.

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The little skin cat blinked his eyes, and he only recalled this incident when he heard Professor McGonagall talking about it...

When Professor McGonagall confiscated his compound decoction, he carefully turned through his magic pocket, and the diary was also in it at that time.

"...Ehe~"

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Fish scratched the back of his head, stuck out his tongue at Dumbledore, and then avoided his sight very skillfully.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Cough...Actually, I can still explain..."

That little bastard Fish was hopeless, Dumbledore cleared his throat, and was about to struggle to the death.

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

"Sorry, Minerva, I was wrong."

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