HP Polar Night

That night, Harry sent a note to Agares, saying that he had something to do tonight and couldn't go there.Originally, Agares didn't think much about it, after all, he wouldn't ask the other party to spend the night with him every day.It just happened that he hadn't freed up to do his own things for a long time because he wanted to maintain the relationship with Harry recently, so it was exactly what he wanted.

But when Harry didn't appear in front of him for five or six days, Agares couldn't help frowning.

Is Harry planning to let go of this relationship?

No, impossible.And he won't allow it.

Harry Potter, only his people.

Harry was very busy, busy receiving many, many messages, such as Voldemort killing his biological father, grandparents, blaming his uncle, and for example, the evil thing he made-the Horcrux.

Slughorn gave Harry a memory, after warning and advising him not to get too close to someone in Slytherin.Of course Harry knew who he was talking about, but he stubbornly believed that Agares was different, and it was absolutely impossible for him to become a person like Voldemort.

It was also in this memory of Slughorn that Harry first learned about that thing, the "Horcrux".

To make a horcrux, you need to split your soul by killing a person and transfer the soul fragments to an object.Once made into a Horcrux, the person will live forever.

Unless he and his horcrux are going to perish.

Dumbledore told him that Voldemort had made more than one Horcrux.The evil notebook in the second grade, which once released the thousand-year-old basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, was one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.Dumbledore also personally went to Gaunt's old house to destroy another Horcrux of Voldemort, and the black magic damage on his hand was left at that time.

Beyond that, all Dumbledore can deduce is that Voldemort most likely made six Horcruxes.In the wizarding world, 6 is a magical number.

Later, Dumbledore tracked down a place where the Horcrux might be hidden. It was a cave by the sea, which was related to Voldemort.But when he went to the cave, he found that the prohibition inside had been broken, and it was probably Voldemort himself who made this move. After he learned that the ring was destroyed by Dumbledore, he would investigate the remaining Horcruxes.

That's why Dumbledore was able to learn from the undercover among the Death Eaters that Bellatrix kept Voldemort's Horcrux in his hands, and took advantage of this opportunity to get the Hufflepuff Gold Cup that had been made into a Horcrux.

It is also because of this gold cup that Dumbledore guessed that Voldemort wanted to make all the relics of the four founders into Horcruxes.Hufflepuff's cup, Ravenclaw's diadem and Slytherin's locket are all missing, apart from Gryffindor's sword which has been kept in the headmaster's room.

Dumbledore spent a lot of effort to track down the whereabouts of the other two things, and sure enough, they all fell into Voldemort's hands, but he didn't know where he hid them.

Harry's mood sank suddenly when he learned that what he was going to destroy was not just a Voldemort, but someone with at least five lives.

He wasn't afraid of hard work, and he wasn't afraid of sacrifice, but he couldn't accept a situation where he would give his all and only kill one-fifth of Voldemort's number.

"Harry," Dumbledore saw what he was thinking in his heart, "justice and love will win in the end." The old man who had spent half his life fighting against the forces of darkness looked at the boy in front of him lovingly with warm eyes.

"But..." Harry hesitated.

Dumbledore held his shoulders, and his tone was as confident as ever: "We will win, believe in ourselves."

Looking at those eyes full of wisdom, Harry also raised a bit of fighting spirit and nodded heavily.

Finally, when Harry left the headmaster's room, Dumbledore stopped him again.

"Harry."

With the light behind him, he couldn't see the expression on Dumbledore's face clearly.

"Promise me, as long as you find out who made the Horcrux, no matter who it is, you must destroy it, can you do it?"

Such an evil thing, of course he would try his best to eliminate it, so Harry agreed without hesitation.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, and then said: "Even if it is Agares, will you destroy it?"

Harry shuddered at the name that shouldn't be here.

"Professor Dumbledore..."

"Answer me, Harry, from the bottom of my heart, if Agares split the Horcrux, would you destroy it without hesitation?" At this moment, Dumbledore did not look like the considerate old man at all, even With an aggressive aura.

Harry felt terrible pain from his own assumptions about this question. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't agree as decisively as before.If Agares split the Horcrux, would he kill half of him without hesitation?That was his love, that was no hostile person.

Dumbledore seemed to know the entanglement and pain in his heart, and he didn't continue to persecute him. He sighed and said in a tired tone, "You don't need to answer me now, Harry, go back, it's late."

The person standing at the door did not move for a long time. Finally, when he turned around, Dumbledore heard his answer: "I will, Professor." This sentence was so light, so light that if it wasn't for Dumbledore Listen carefully, it may be covered by footsteps.But he did hear it.

The next moment, the boy disappeared at the door.

"Harry, if I can, I really don't want to..." The following words were completely submerged between the lips and tongue, and no one or the portrait could hear it.

Originally, he was notified that he would not come over tonight, but when Agares was about to go to bed, he heard the sound of the door opening—of course he did not think that his laboratory under the protection of layers of restrictions would be broken into by outsiders. It could only be Harry coming.

Sure enough, the next moment, the depressed black-haired boy entered the room with his head downcast.

Agares put down the wand he was habitually holding, got off the bed and greeted him.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

It was comforting for Harry to see the boy he loved at this time, he put his head on Agares' chest, put his arm around his waist, and said nothing.

Agares was a little surprised and stroked the boy's hair and back soothingly to help him relax.

"Who bullied you? Do you want your boyfriend to teach him a lesson?" He pretended to be relaxed and teased.

Harry's muffled voice came from his chest: "No, no."

"Boy, your gloom really hurts my heart, boy, tell me, what happened?" Agares said softly, kissing the top of Harry's hair.

Harry silently tightened his arms, feeling that the two of them were getting closer, and the panic in his heart that had nowhere to rest eased a little.

"Agares, let me ask you a question."

"Huh? You said."

"If one day I did something bad, very bad, very bad, what would you do to me?"

Agares' eyes moved slightly: "How about something very bad? Derailed?"

Harry couldn't help but want to bite someone hard on the chest, as a warning to others. "No, for example, what if I kill someone?"

Now Agares understood that someone must have said something about him in front of Harry. For example, if he goes astray in the future, Harry will uphold fairness and justice and arrest him in Azkaban. of.

"If you kill someone, I'll help you clean up the scene." Agares curled his lips, and gave an answer that was definitely not "correct".

Harry looked up at him, his green eyes were full of seriousness: "But this is wrong."

"I know," Agares smiled back at him, "but who told me to love you, Harry, there is no justice before love."

The blush quickly spread across the boy's face, and Harry's mind went blank for a moment, except for Agares' eyes, which seemed to fill the world with gentle eyes.But soon, this shyness was covered up by another paleness.Under Agares' gaze, Harry looked away in embarrassment like a child who had done something wrong.

Agares squinted his eyes, and seemed to guess how the boy answered the question.

"Harry, what if it was me? What would you do if I killed someone?"

This question made the boy even more ashamed. He even subconsciously wanted to break free from Agares' arms, but he was tightly held by the other party and had nowhere to escape.

The young lovers were reluctant to answer this sensitive topic, but Agares pierced the layer of paper without hesitation: "Harry, are you going to send me to Azkaban?"

Harry was silent for a long time, when Agares lifted his chin to meet a silently tearful face.

Agares sighed, as if there was nothing he could do with his boy: "Good boy, I wouldn't do this kind of thing even if it didn't make you sad." Despite this promise, he was very calm in his heart, after all Some things, you don't need to do it yourself.

With Agares' promise, Harry finally heaved a sigh of relief, and fell into the arms of his lover again.

"Agares, promise me, you must do it." Otherwise, even if you are about to die from heartache, I will make you pay for the crime you committed.

"Okay, I will."

Whether the promise of the hypocrite is true or not, perhaps even he himself does not know.

Hogwarts, which is calm on the surface, is already under the turbulent tide.

As the deadline given by Voldemort approached day by day, Draco was very nervous. He was afraid that he would be executed by the Dark Lord if he failed to complete the task, but he did not dare to actually take a person's life.In such panic, a terrible attack occurred at Hogwarts on an ordinary weekend night.

On a rainy night, a group of Death Eaters broke into the castle.

They approached the principal's office on the eighth floor and attacked Dumbledore in the shortest possible time.

When Dumbledore resisted the Death Eaters' attack with one enemy, and when the professors who heard the sound came to support him, a magic spell with a flashing green light shot out from an unknown corner, and it accurately sank into the his chest.He was hit, flew up, and slowly landed on the floor as if in slow motion.

Everyone's movements seemed to be still for a moment, and then, when someone among the Death Eaters was the first to shout loudly: "Dumbledore is dead!" Everyone present suddenly woke up.

The Death Eaters cheered, no longer obsessed with fighting, and fled from the window on flying brooms.They hurried to dedicate the great news to their master.

The professors at Hogwarts were struck by lightning one by one. Even if someone chased after them to catch the Death Eaters, they were at a disadvantage because of their turbulent mood, and soon lost sight of the Death Eaters.

When they came back in a daze, what they faced was Dumbledore's motionless... dead body...

Madam Pomfrey approached Dumbledore cautiously, and she cast a Detecting Charm on him, her eyes widening in the light of the spell.She dumped the second and third ones in disbelief... After dozens of times, she finally accepted this fact, covered her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes.

As if some signal was sent, everyone, everyone present couldn't help but turn their eyes away.

Dumbledore is dead.

The entire portrait of Hogwarts woke up, they were running, fleeing in a panic, screaming, kicking off the chaos of Hogwarts Castle...

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Who killed Dumbledore?