Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

"I do speak Parseltongue," Harry admitted bluntly. "But I want to stress again, I'm really not Voldemort."

"I'm just proposing one of the possibilities, you may also be Voldemort's soul piece." Dumbledore said calmly: "I know what kind of person Tom is, if you are one of the soul pieces and want to break free from the main soul It will surely use us to eliminate other soul pieces and main souls, so that you can become the new Dark Lord... sorry, Harry, we need to consider all possibilities."

Seeing Harry bit his lips and remained silent, Dumbledore felt anxious for a while, and then gently patted his head, speaking kindly: "Harry, I actually believe you. You broke into the Forbidden Forest, bombed the school, Legilimency, but I know you're a good boy."

"..."

It's better not to say good cut! !

"Harry, do you know why you were able to escape the death curse issued by Voldemort?" Dumbledore thought for a moment, and decided to tell Harry what happened that year.

"Because I have the Voldemort debuff on me?"

"That's because your mother cast the most powerful protective spell. When a person decides to die to protect others, there is a powerful defensive spell that we call a passive resistance spell. As a medium, as long as you live with your blood relatives for a period of time every year, the spell will not expire."

Harry fell silent.The atmosphere in this room suddenly became heavy, and the air seemed to freeze.

"I suspect that when Voldemort cast the Death Curse on you, because of the interaction of the curses, some unexpected effects were produced. A part of him came to you, which is why you can speak Parseltongue. See why the Sorting Hat in the depths of your soul put you in Slytherin."

When Dumbledore said this, his expression was still very calm. The calm demeanor of the old wizard has been the pillar of people's hearts for decades.Harry's fluttering heart felt a little calmer, he pointed to himself and asked: "You mean, I am also one of the Horcruxes? And my use of magic comes from Voldemort's soul piece?"

"It's too early to say for sure," said Dumbledore, "but I believe that the master of your soul is yourself, not Voldemort."

"why?"

Dumbledore smiled and said, "I know Tom. He is a complete Slytherin, and you are skinnier than Gryffindor even though you wear a silver and green coat of arms."

"..."

"About the use of magic, there is actually another way to test it," said Dumbledore.

Harry looked at him curiously.

"The Patronus Charm. Neither Voldemort nor the crazy Death Eaters can cast the Patronus Charm because their hearts are occupied by darkness, and the Patronus Charm is a high-level white magic that requires the caster to concentrate on recalling the happiest matter."

"The incantation of the Patronus Charm is ExpectoPatronum, close your eyes and pursue your happiest memories."

What is your happiest memory?Harry thought.He thought of vague, distant memories of the first time he connected a logic circuit, his aunt picked him up and twirled in the air, exclaiming excitedly that our little Harry was a genius.Harry thought that his aunt and uncle, although always nervous and nervous, and Dudley, although he was fat and silly, had brought him a home.

"Expecto Patronum," Harry said, his wand pointing out a wisp of silvery white mist, poking his head out and back.

"Not happy enough," said Dumbledore.

Harry racked his brains and couldn't think of what was the happiest thing. He felt that he had lived peacefully for more than ten years, and his reaction to things was always very indifferent.Words of praise have been heard since childhood, and there is no such thing as satisfaction from others' praise.

He thought about his friends, and the faces of Hermione, Ron and Draco came to mind.He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the miserable antics of running into Ron for the first time in the station.

Ron: Are you happy when I'm miserable?

"Expecto Patronum."

The white mist sprayed from the tip of the wand became thicker and formed a cloud.Seeing this scene, the professors present were relieved that Harry was indeed not controlled by Voldemort. "All right, Harry."

Harry looked at his wand with fascination. What was wrapped around it was the power of magic. Unlike science, the latter was borrowed from the laws of nature, while the former was its own power—flowing in every drop of blood, jumping at the fingertips. moving, fascinating.

He suddenly knew what his happiest memory was.

It was the first time to cast magic. The disarming spell that unfortunately sent Tony flying made him truly feel the surging energy in his body. It was a very kind instinct, like a long-lost friend welcoming him back. His eyes are moist.

Tony: Hitting me, are you that happy? ?

"Expect to Patronum!"

Dazzling silver mist gushed out from the tip of the staff, almost startling Professor McGonagall who was sitting closest.They quickly gathered in the air into a clear animal shape, which was an eagle, which hovered freely in the air, as if celebrating its new life.Soon, it came down, landed on Harry's shoulder, and raised its wings, which seemed to be showing off its might.

Harry saw his Patronus, grabbed the Sorting Hat and slapped it. "I just said that you were assigned to the wrong hospital, and you still don't admit it."

"I can't tell whether your soul is your own or someone else's part..." The Sorting Hat's voice trailed off.It is a very serious matter to be divided into different courts, so it will not admit it.

"Harry, let go of the Sorting Hat," said Dumbledore kindly. "We should go find the Horcruxes now, gather them together, and then think about how to solve your problem."

"Ravenclaw's diadem is in Hogwarts, Hufflepuff's cup is in Bellatrix Lestrange's vault, Gaunt's ring is in Gaunt House, Lytlin's locket is in a cave by the seaside of an isolated island." Harry took a piece of parchment and began to draw a map, and kept muttering while drawing: "I really can't take it anymore, what the hell are you guys without the Internet? Live, I will definitely develop a Google map of the wizarding world in the future, let's call it the Potter map..."

In fact, it's better to call it the Marauder's Map.

Snape: Neither, go away.

"Where's the diary you were talking about?"

"I don't know. Voldemort himself doesn't know, it's really unreliable." Harry complained: "That should be the earliest Horcrux he made. I didn't have time to search for his earlier memories, so he ran away. And , This brainless memory is simply too chaotic, finding something in his head is even more difficult than finding delicious chicken legs in a garbage dump."

Harry lied.He knew that the diary was in Malfoy's place, but if he said it now, the Order of the Phoenix would definitely search Malfoy's house, and it would be difficult for him to abduct Draco.

"Then what?" Professor McGonagall asked worriedly, "If he finds his Horcrux before us, we won't be able to completely destroy him."

Harry flicked the quill, and looked up at McGonagall suspiciously. After being stared at by him for a long time, McGonagall finally couldn't help asking, "Why, what's wrong?"

"Professor, of course your thinking is wrong." Harry said matter-of-factly, "Regardless of whether we can find all the Horcruxes, he can still cut hundreds of them out."

Cut another five hundred knives to the sky!

"..."

Boy, soul slices are already fantastic, but do you think souls can be used for calculus? !

"Okay, I admit a few hundred is an exaggeration." Harry shrugged. "But it's okay to cut a few more, right? So our current task is to snatch it when we encounter it, destroy a piece of Voldemort and count it as a piece, and gradually dilute the concentration of Voldemort. Having said that, his Horcrux is actually not difficult to guess. If he Just use a broken trash can on the street as a horcrux, we are the ones whose heads are going to grow."

Voldemort: In your eyes, do I belong to the trash can?

"Harry is right." Dumbledore picked up the map and images that Harry had drawn, looked at them carefully, and suddenly understood something. "That's a place he's been to many times, and Riddle had pictures of this place in the orphanage."

"He's a good guess," said Harry. "I guess the diary is at Hogwarts, I just don't know where... eh? Riddle? Is that his old name?"

"Tom Marvolo Riddle."

"Oh, I changed the spelling." Harry, who was extremely intelligent, immediately noticed the spelling game. He raised his wand, and flame words appeared in the air.

Tom Marvolo Riddle

Iam Lord Voldemort

Diary: Director, this person stole my role!

After erasing the words, Harry looked at the principal, potions professor and transfiguration professor, and asked with a smile: "I heard that you established the Order of the Phoenix, a non-governmental organization against Voldemort. You see, I am destined to belong to Voldemort anyway. Enemy, take me one?"

"No, you're too young." Snape resolutely objected.

After thinking for a moment, Dumbledore said slowly, "It's actually not bad."

"The Order of the Phoenix has all kinds of members, not only wizards, but even Squibs and magical creatures. We never look down on or despise any kind of person, as long as he hopes for a bright future for the wizarding world with us. Neither do we I would mind recruiting the youngest member, but Harry, you have to make sure that you don’t treat yourself as a child, and treat yourself and the wizarding world with a responsible attitude and comprehensive thinking. No matter what happens, responsibility, kindness, and reason will always remain with you heart."

He smiled and stroked Harry's hair. "Stop being skinny."

Harry nodded, this is considered to have officially joined the Order of the Phoenix.You see, just when I was worried about the lack of talent reserves for starting a business in the wizarding world, a large group of elites came to the door, it was really flattering.

No skin?Don't worry about it, how can you complete the seven plots in three chapters.

What?Philosopher's Stone you ask?Still in the principal's office.level?nonexistent.