The methodology of how to love each other on different bloodlines [De He]

Valentine's Day at Hogwarts is always very lively.The parasites hanging everywhere and the ugly "little angels" flying around and singing love letters to the children made people realize that it's Valentine's Day again.

"Hahahahahaha, I still remember when I was in second grade," Hermione teased as she sat next to Ginny, "his eyes were as green as pickled..."

"Hermione!" Ginny blushed, "How long has it been!"

The girls sat under the willow trees on the bank and joked.

"I guess Harry confessed to you yesterday?" Hermione's eyes flashed slyly.

Ginny nodded, "I thought he would talk to me again today. But he said that he was afraid that someone else would confess his love to me today. Instead of being preempted by others, he might as well make it a day earlier."

Hermione laughed, "Our little Harry has finally grown up."

"But..." Ginny hesitated, "Ron has become more and more strange recently, and his temper is getting worse and worse. I wonder if he has reached menopause."

"This..." Hermione thought for a while, "What did Harry say?"

"He said that when Professor Dumbledore comes back, he wants to take Ron to meet Professor Dumbledore. He must have a way." Ginny said, "Hermione, I'm a little scared, tell me, will Ron Under the Imperius Curse?"

Hermione patted Ginny reassuringly, "No, I discussed this issue with De, cough, Malfoy, and he said that Ron's behavior does not look like the Imperius Curse. People who have been under the Imperius Curse are obviously Can't remember what he's done, but Ron does. He's just a little grumpier."

"I hope so." Ginny let out a long breath. He was really worried about his brother.

"Wait, is that Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione's sharp eyes saw the flowing robes on the tower.

"Come on, Ginny." She pulled Ginny up and ran towards the castle. "Let's go find Harry and Ron."

They found Harry and Ron angry, with Lavender crying, in the Gryffindor common room.

"Harry, Professor Dumbledore is back!" Hermione said to Harry first, ignoring what was going on.

"Hey, you guys are on the sidelines now? Do you think I'm sick?" Ron said angrily, "Ginny, do you think I'm sick too?"

Lavender let out a long sob, "Ron, we don't think you're sick, we just think you're weird."

Harry shrugged at Hermione and glanced at Ginny again, "We were arguing about this, and Ron didn't want to go to Professor Dumbledore and make Lavender cry."

Ginny sat next to Lavender and put her arms around her shoulders, "Okay, good girl, don't cry, don't we already know that Ron is an asshole?"

"Ron," Hermione pulled out her wand, "You can either choose to walk with us to see Professor Dumbledore, or I'll cast a petrification spell on you, and you can carry it with you. It's your choice."

"You!" Ron's face turned pale, "Okay, okay, don't you just go to Dumbledore! Let him prove to me that I'm not sick!"

"Ginny, stay here to comfort Lavender. We'll just go." Harry pushed Lavender and Ginny who were about to get up on the sofa, "Lavender, trust us."

Lavender wiped his red and swollen eyes and nodded, "I'll just wait here for my Ron to come back."

Harry smiled at her.

Ginny took Harry's hand, "Be safe."

Hermione looked at Harry who had arrived at the door of Professor Dumbledore's office and his ears were still red. Even though she was anxious for Ron, she couldn't help but smile.Elbowing Harry, she thought, it's a good thing Ron isn't right now, or he might go crazy seeing Harry and Ginny interacting.

Ron turned his head away and sulked, but he didn't see their interaction.

"What's the password?" Hermione asked Harry.

"Uh... Today's probably..." Harry frowned, "Blowing Bubble Gum?"

"The answer is correct, please enter." The stone beast at the door of the office gave way to the stairs leading to the office.

Three people stepped in one by one.

"Harry, how did you guess the password?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked embarrassed, "Most of the passwords in Professor Dumbledore's office are eaten..."

Ron clicked his tongue impatiently, and Harry and Hermione looked at each other without speaking.

"Professor, this is Harry." Harry knocked on the door.

"Come in." Dumbledore's familiar voice came from behind the door.

Harry and Hermione were a little relieved, since Dumbledore was here, it was easy to talk about.

"De..."

"Malfoy!" Harry saw the startled person sitting on the other side of the desk, "Why are you here?"

Draco glanced at Hermione indistinctly, then raised an eyebrow, "What? Can't I come to see Professor Dumbledore?"

Hermione turned her head to the side, unable to bear to look directly at the atmosphere where Draco and Harry were like primary chickens choking each other when they met.

"Hehehe, okay, little Mr. Malfoy, thank you very much for your help. Now let's see what happened to Ron." Dumbledore chuckled.

Harry glanced at Draco.

Draco rolled his eyes, "Do you think what's wrong with me wanting to see the red hair?" After that, he slightly bowed to Dumbledore, turned his head and left the office.

As he passed Hermione, he saw Hermione nodding slightly at him.The originally irritable mood was miraculously soothed when he saw Hermione's trusting eyes.

When Draco stood on the stairs he ascended and descended, he stroked his chest, as if thinking of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Inside the office.

"Professor, Ron has become very unlike him recently, and often loses his temper with us." Harry dragged Ron to Dumbledore.

"Oh?" Dumbledore tilted his head with interest, "Is Mr. Weasley feeling unwell?"

"No, Professor. I'm not sick," said Ron stiffly, rocking back and forth impatiently.

"What's that?" Hermione's eyes were sharp, and she noticed that there was an ornament on Ron's neckline or something was swinging out.

Ron defended, "It's just a Christmas present. I looked good, so I hung it around my neck."

Dumbledore also saw that thing, "Mr. Weasley may have to trouble Mr. Weasley to take that off and show us." His expression became serious.

Although Ron had a bad temper, he still had to listen to the principal's words. He took off the thing hanging around his neck and put it on the table.

Harry and Hermione moved closer.

"Is this... the locket?" Hermione asked.

"Hiss, why is it suddenly warm?" Ron said softly standing still.

Harry and Hermione turned their heads and saw Ron, who was impatient and irritable just now, his expression had calmed down, but there was a little embarrassment in that peace.

Dumbledore took the locket in his hand and looked at it carefully, "Mr. Weasley, how did you get this thing?"

Ron scratched his head, "Just a few days after Christmas, when I was looking for socks, I found a well-packed box under my bed," he recalled, "I think it was a Christmas bag that I didn't open at the time." As a gift, I opened it and found it was a pretty locket, so I carried it around my neck."

"Is there a question, sir?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore nodded seriously, "I'm afraid there is indeed something wrong." He looked at Hermione, "It seems that Miss Granger also found something."

Hermione said, "Sir, may I take a closer look?"

Dumbledore handed the locket to Hermione, who took it in her palm and opened it.

"Sir," Hermione shivered, "Sir, does this thing belong to Voldemort?"

Dumbledore looked at Hermione appreciatively, "I'm afraid so, Miss Granger, I think," he took the locket back from Hermione, "I think this is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. "

"What?" Harry and Ron exclaimed in disbelief.

Dumbledore handed the locket to Harry, "Look carefully, what do you find?"

"This is... the snake... it's Slytherin's locket." Harry looked at Hermione, and he thought of what Hermione had analyzed before, which might be Voldemort's Horcrux.

"Miss Granger can analyze a Horcrux with a little help, which is a very powerful talent and a very keen intuition," Dumbledore said, "However, when we judge a Horcrux, we can't judge the Horcrux except for this item. The meaning itself represented, and the evil energy emanating from the Horcrux, are also one of our criteria for judging."

"So, just like Ginny was in her second year, Ron was also affected by Voldemort's Horcruxes?" said Harry.

Dumbledore nodded, "I'm afraid so."

"Merlin's beard, our Weasley family is too unlucky!" Ron slumped on the chair, his eyes staring straight. "It must be Malfoy!! It's him again! It's his dad who stuffed the diary into Ginny's cauldron in second year! It must be him!" Ron yelled, grabbing Harry by the sleeve .

Harry looked at Dumbledore, "Professor, I also think Malfoy is a suspect."

"And you, Miss Granger, do you suspect Mr. Malfoy too?" Dumbledore turned to Hermione.

Under Harry and Ron's gaze, Hermione shook her head, "No, sir, I believe Malfoy didn't do that."

Dumbledore finally smiled again when he heard Hermione's answer.

He looked at Harry and Ron, "Harry, Ron, you need to know that Draco is also your classmate and deserves your trust. What happened to Miss Weasley can only represent Draco Father's choice."

"I hope you can trust your classmates and not do these things." Dumbledore said, "Just like Ron, when he was affected by the Horcrux, you still believed that he was your classmate, didn't you?"

Harry and Ron looked into Dumbledore's deep blue eyes and forced themselves to nod.

Dumbledore clapped his hands, "Okay, let's destroy this annoying bad guy who can affect your mood now!"

Harry, Hermione and Ron stared, right in front of them?Would this be too hasty?

Dumbledore smiled again as if he knew what they were thinking, "I'm getting old, maybe you have to get rid of these Horcruxes in the future. Let you learn these as soon as possible, and I don't worry about the successors." There's no one left."

As he spoke, he nodded towards the portrait behind him, the portrait unscrewed, and Dumbledore took out a sword from it.It is studded with beautiful rubies.

That is……

"Gryffindor's sword!"

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