Infinite Heroes Seat

If there is a reward, there is a reward. In the same way, when there is a reward, there is a reward. Mi Wen, who got a lot of benefits from Hermione, waited the next day until he beat the two professors and left one of them unable to do so. For the removal of the mark, Ravenclaw was deducted two hundred points and Mo Wen was going to be confined for a week.

"Mr. Guris, to be honest, I'm very disappointed. I thought you could control yourself." In the headmaster's room, Dumbledore squinted at Mo Wen with his chin. Although he was disappointed, his eyes revealed. There was a trace of satisfaction.

Damn old guy, Mo Wen cursed secretly in his heart, with dissatisfaction on his lips. In fact, they were so happy watching me take Hermione so seriously. The more they value the people around them, the easier they are to control. It's impossible to fall to Voldemort's side, right.

　　 But he still leaned slightly and said, "Sorry, principal, I have caused you trouble."

　　 Dumbledore waved his hand, "It's nothing, anyway, Professor Umbridge has also learned a lesson, she should converge a little."

　　 "Is there any new news from Voldemort?"

　　 Mowen looked at Dumbledore, "He is still looking for a chance to get that thing, but recently he seems to feel that his team is not enough, and he plans to let me go to Azkaban."

"That's it," Dumbledore's eyes lit up, and then dimmed. "Fudge won't listen to us at all now. I'm afraid we can't stop his actions. It seems that his most loyal subordinates are coming back. "

There was silence in the room for a while. Now the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters still have the upper hand, but if the Death Eaters who were locked up in Azkaban come out, the result will be different. It is Voldemort's most loyal. He is also the craziest person.

"Of course, the good news is not without it," noticing that the atmosphere was a little dignified, Mo Wen tried to change the subject, "You asked me to pay attention to whether there is a cup in Voldemort's collection. Voldemort seemed to have bestowed a cup on Bellatrix a year ago, and at that time, Lucius got the diary."

　　 Dumbledore was shocked, and then a smile appeared on his face, "This news is very important, and it is vital to whether we can defeat Voldemort in the end, Mr. Guris, I have to say, great work!"

　　 glanced at Dumbledore's scorched hand, which had an ugly gold ring with a large, cracked black gem in the middle.

　　 "How many Horcruxes does Voldemort have?" Mo Wen asked suddenly.

　　 Dumbledore’s pupils shrank, he tapped gently on the table, and slowly said, "You know it all? When did you start to know?"

Mo Wen spread his hand, "Professor, you forgot, I found the Ravenclaw crown. Although I didn't understand the black magic on it, I destroyed Voldemort's diary in the third grade. I discovered at the time that the two seem to be the same kind of black magic. And there are not many people who have the ability to do things on the crown of Ravenclaw. Except for the Dark Lord, I can't think of any other daring that Hogwarts will cultivate. The relics of the Big Four of the school were turned into black magic objects. So both of them are obviously from Voldemort's handwriting. Now that you have the Ravenclaw crown, you have asked me to pay attention to whether there is a cup in Voldemort's place. It should be Hufflepuff’s cup, after all, the relics of the Big Four are just the same."

　　 "But how did you know that it was a Horcrux?" A powerful wave of magic power rose from Dumbledore, his eyes exceptionally sharp.

"Huh!" He snorted unpleasantly, a wave that was not inferior to Dumbledore rose from him, and the two waves collided constantly, clashing in a small space, and the flow of magic power brought it up. In the breeze, the books around were rustling.

"You are not the only wise man. Tom Riddle almost resurrected with the help of the diary. No matter how brilliant the dark magic is, you can't create a life out of thin air, unless there is originally a soul, even just a fragment. Follow this clue. It's easy to find Horcrux, the dark magic that splits and preserves the soul."

　　 Mo Wen said indifferently, "And please don't use ‘Desperate Mind’ anymore, if my memory is so easy to read, then I would have died in the hands of the Dark Lord a long time ago!"

　　 "Sorry, I'm so excited." The magic fluctuations on Dumbledore dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, "I really don't want to see a genius who is deceived by longevity."

　　 "Changsheng?" Mo Wen let out a sneer, "What is that thing?" With the existence of the Heroic Spirit Seat, Mo Wen is an immortal existence. The so-called longevity is just a joke to him.

But Dumbledore didn’t know all of this. He spoke earnestly to Mo Wen, “Believe me, Mr. Guris, longevity is not as beautiful as you think, and Horcrux is a dark magic that shouldn’t be touched. ."

Mo Wenyi frowned ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He didn't want to continue this unnutritious topic with Dumbledore, and properly stated that his strength was for future arrangements, but turning his face with Dumbledore was not what he wanted. . "How many Horcruxes did Voldemort have? Ravenclaw's crown, diary, and Hufflepuff's cup. How many Horcruxes did he make?"

Seeing that Mo Wen did not want to talk about the topic just now, Dumbledore did not force it. Judging from the invisible confrontation just now, even if Mo Wen is not as good as himself, his strength is much better than that of ordinary wizards. I don't want any displeasure between the two parties, especially at this time.

　　 "I don't know," he shook his head, "I'm afraid the clue lies in an old friend of mine, but he doesn't seem to want to mention it, and I can't help it."

"who's that person?"

　　 "Horace Slughorn!"

　　 Mo Wen shook his head, "Well, leave it to me, just as I am going out soon, Voldemort intends to show me his loyal men!"

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"Guris!" Seeing Mo Wen who was about to turn around and leave, Dumbledore suddenly stopped him, "I will find some time to tell Harry about the Horcrux. According to the prophecy, he is our hope." Hope the two words accentuate the tone.

　　 Hearing what Dumbledore meant, Mo Wen shrugged, "He doesn't provoke me, and I'm not interested in paying attention to him." Then the figure disappeared at the door.

　　 Dumbledore smiled bitterly, why couldn't the relationship between Guris and Harry be better, so that he would be much easier.