The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Chapter 346 The Number of Horcruxes

Slughorn was quite resistant at first.

But Mo Bai only said one sentence.

"Either you tell me the truth, or I'll use a couple of Cruciatus Curses on you and send you off to little Tom."

Given his notoriety, Slughorn had no doubt about the authenticity of his words.

He pulled out his wand tremblingly, and a silver stream of memory flowed out from his temple.

He took out the test tube he carried with him from his arms and slowly put it in.

"Don't worry, I don't think highly of Horcruxes, a stupid way to prolong life."

Mo Bai hooked his finger and took the test tube in his hand.

"Cynthia."

Cynthia, who had been waiting outside the door, pushed it open and said, "Boss."

"Send Mr. Slughorn back, and be polite this time, and not so rude."

Slughorn looked up in surprise. "You're just going to let me go?"

Mo Bai smiled, "Why, do you want me to send you off in person?"

Slughorn returned to his quarters, feeling as though he had been in a dream.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a group of men in black rushed in.

He pulled out his wand like a frightened bird.

"Mr. Slughorn, we are Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. The Minister wants to see you."

Just as Slughorn breathed a sigh of relief and slowly put down his wand, the leader smiled evilly.

"Collapse!"

Several rays of light lit up, and under the old man's surprised gaze, the person in front of him fell to the ground instantly.

Hermione strode into the room, followed by several Aurors with their wands raised.

The Auror stepped forward, grabbed the fallen man's arm, and rolled up his sleeves.

"The true form is revealed."

The blood-red Dark Mark slowly emerged.

"He's a Death Eater."

Hermione nodded and walked up to Slughorn, "Nice to meet you, Slughorn. I'm Hermione Granger, the current Acting Minister of Magic."

Ministry of Magic, Inquiry Room.

Slughorn sat in the middle chair, with only Hermione and Scrimgeour in front of him.

"You mean, Mo Bai arrested you to interrogate you for information about Voldemort?"

Facing the Ministry of Magic, Slughorn, who had already revealed the information, gave up and told all the information he knew.

As the head of Slytherin, his favorite student was Tom Riddle, who was still in school at the time.

But Tom Riddle used his admiration for him to coax out the most crucial information he needed.

How to make a Horcrux.

Later, when Voldemort was wreaking havoc in the British wizarding world, he finally realized that he had committed a heinous crime, so he hid this memory deep in his soul.

Hermione folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in her chair.

All the worries in my heart disappeared at this moment.

it is as expected.

"Mr. Slughorn, we are aware of your situation. The Ministry of Magic will give you appropriate protection. You can leave."

"I have a question."

"explain."

"How did you know I would be there?"

Hermione gave a mysterious smile.

"Because Mo Bai has someone of mine by his side."

Slughorn looked at her in awe, "It's a shame I don't have the honor of being your professor."

Hermione smiled but said nothing.

What she didn't say was that the undercover agent was caught by the boss that day and was scared half to death.

Although Mo Bai spared his life, this dedicated Auror still secretly sent Mo Bai's information back to the Ministry of Magic.

But, now it seems.

All of this might be happening under Mo Bai's eyes...

After asking the old man to hand over his memory and send him away, Hermione stared at Scrimgeour beside her.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Scrimgeour looked at Hermione blankly. "Minister, no."

"Ah."

Hermione sneered, turned and left without saying anything.

She now really wanted to rush to Mo Bai, slap him twice, and then pinch his waist hard.

But she knew that Mo Bai must have his own purpose in doing this.

And among them, Dumbledore's share may be even greater.

Otherwise, with Mo Bai's intelligence and ability, he would never make things so difficult for them.

She could roughly guess one of the reasons.

It can be seen from the actions just now that Voldemort's minions have infiltrated the Ministry of Magic.

Whatever Mo Bai and Dumbledore's plan was, they obviously didn't want Voldemort to know.

Even have to hide it from her.

It's not that he didn't trust her, but he was afraid that Voldemort's spies would guess that there was something fishy going on from her every move.

She didn't know yet that Dumbledore was hiding more than just Voldemort...

Hermione sat in her office, twisting her falling hair with her fingers subconsciously.

Mo Bai obviously went to Slughorn to take action against Voldemort's Horcruxes.

She looked at the memory in her hands.

"Get me a Pensieve."

Nurmengard, the clouds gradually dissipated.

After reading Slughorn's memory, the three had different expressions.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Grindelwald said with an expression of watching a show, with disdain in his eyes.

The younger generation nowadays is really unbearable to look at.

"Seven? No wonder little Tom looks so stupid."

Mo Bai's lips were teasing, but his face was a little pale.

It was still a bit difficult for him to use magic forcefully now.

To make a Horcrux, one has to split the soul. If a person split his soul into seven parts, it would be a natural talent for Voldemort not to become a fool on the spot.

Oh no, eight.

And then there was Harry, the Horcrux he had created unconsciously.

Dumbledore's expression was somewhat solemn.

They've already found the diary and the locket, plus what's known about Harry and the giant snake.

This means that there are still three Horcruxes left outside.

But they had no clue.

"In fact, we have a clue."

Mo Bai took out the pendant box.

"With Little Tom's conceited attitude, it's impossible for him to just pick up a piece of stone from the ground and make a Horcrux. These Horcruxes must be very valuable or have some meaning to him..."

“It’s like his diary.”

"Then we have to start from Tom's life..."

Dumbledore frowned.

"It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Fortunately, I know a friend who has great powers."

A few minutes later, Dobby dragged him to the gate of a quaint manor.

"Aren't you going to greet your friends when they come?"

After a while, the door opened, and a young man in a blue suit walked out slowly with a butler in black.

"Mo Bai, a rare guest."

Xia Er looked at Mo Bai and said, "You have become very famous recently."

"It should be infamous."