The notes in his hand were written in lizard language from the second page. It looked a bit messy, but it gave Harry a shock...

"Today, I made sure of one thing. The person who saved me in Hammerhans Forest is real and not a dream." This is the first diary entry, and it does not record the days, but arranges them by dates.

"No...my internal organs have started to rot, and the damage to the main body caused by parasitism has already begun. That person wants to kill him. How can this be done! Absolutely not."

"He actually sat in the first row and listened to my lecture very carefully. I am very happy. I must not hurt him. He saved me. I cannot avenge my kindness."

"...I refused that person's request, was punished, and finally hurt him, even hurting him with my magic wand, which is unforgivable!" This paragraph was very messy, with murderous handwriting.

"...It's a Horcrux, absolutely, it's a Horcrux. That person made a Horcrux. No wonder his soul is in such a strange state. There must be something that can solve the Horcrux. There must be."

"He really regards me as a professor. In front of him, I am a professor. I'm so happy... It's too difficult to investigate the Horcrux matter. How many times did that person make?!"

"The Quidditch game is very good. My body is about to collapse, but I'm still very happy. The Maleficent spell succeeded in putting the soul into a short sleep. The man fell asleep, although for a short time."

"I gave him the West Stone Forest lizard language book, hoping he can understand what I mean. I am the only one who understands this language in the world, so it will be safer."

"The Slytherin locket! There's also the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, and the diary, these are the ones he mentioned in Death Eaters, maybe they're Horcruxes..." This part of the handwriting seemed to be full of joy.

"The Ravenclaw diadem, and the Gryffindor sword...isn't it too? No, the Gryffindor sword is with Dumbledore, probably not."

"The devil's flame... finally found it! It can kill the soul's devil's flame!" The scrawled handwriting was filled with joy.

"...Unless the soul is bound to the body..." These endless words made Harry's hands tremble...

"Unicorn blood... Unless the body is completely gone, the soul cannot be separated... This is the power of the curse..." The slightly distorted handwriting shows the complicated and trembling mood of the writer.

"He is locked up tonight. Dumbledore must have discovered something. You must not do such evil things in front of him..." The paper that has been penetrated shows the writer's firm belief.

"Nagini... finally detected this information from that person's mental power. Nagini is also a horcrux, and he is actually a living horcrux?... No, no, no, everything is my guess, no, he is not, absolutely No, I must have made a mistake." This time Harry could only discern carefully before he could see clearly, but after understanding, he felt even sadder in his heart.Professor Quirrell, why don't you say it?Why not tell him everything...

"Today is the last night. I am quietly correcting my homework. Voldemort has been hit by my spell and fell into a deep sleep. Although the time is not long, it is still my last relaxing time. Now I feel very relaxed and relieved. I've been suffering from body pain and decay for too long, I'm finally free. I believe Harry can see this diary, there are 7 Horcruxes, the diary, the gold cup, the tiara, the locket, and Nagini , the obsidian ring of the Gaunt family, and me. I will soon return to Merlin’s arms. In this life, Harry Potter is the only friend, student, and savior in my pale life. I put all my books, objects As well as the Gringotts property and several manors have been left to Harry, I hope you can accept them, I know these are nothing, and I don’t mean to repay you, you are the only person I can entrust. Smile, Harry, Smile, you should be happy that I still retain my dignity and end my painful life. Be happy for me, so that I will be happy when I never see you again. And Harry, live well, you are not a Horcrux. "The last sentence is bolded. Harry knows that Professor Quirrell may have confirmed the fact that he is a Horcrux, but he comforts himself instead...

Tears overflowed again, Harry held the diary in his arms, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Quirinas, I am happy for you, it has always been..."

Wiping away his tears, Harry kept the corner of his mouth smiling, shrank the diary and put it in his pocket, and then continued to organize Professor Quirrell's things. The bedroom was already empty, probably because Professor Quirrell had already dealt with it in advance, and it was on the bedside table A property transfer document has been signed, and the magic pattern shows that the status has taken effect, and these properties have already belonged to Harry.

Harry put away the transfer letter carefully, for no other reason than Professor Quirrell's magic still remained on it.

After everything was settled, there was no reason for Harry to stay in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. He carried everything, took a deep breath, raised his eyes, held his head up, puffed his chest out, and walked out the door...' Quirinus, I will live well, take your blessings, and go all the way'.

decided to confess

After leaving the Defense Against the Dark Arts office door, Harry avoided everyone and entered the Forbidden Forest. It was as dark and dangerous as ever, but it was rare for Harry to be peaceful.

The unicorns gathered in the center of the Forbidden Forest. Harry did not hide his presence, but walked in openly. No animal in the Forbidden Forest blocked him, which allowed him to walk into the depths of the Forbidden Forest without incident.

"You're here..." A unicorn walked out under the moonlight with slow steps, his eyes were clear and bright, as if he contained everything in the world, he could tolerate everything, he could forgive everything.

"...It's you." Harry recognized the other party, it was the adult unicorn who had taken away the dead unicorn in the Forbidden Forest back then.

"Yes, Harry Potter, I knew you would come...Elves are always the ones we respect the most." The unicorn bowed with its head down, but when it looked up, it looked clear, "You saved the The little unicorn has lost its soul, and our unicorn family is willing to grant you one wish."

Harry didn't speak, and looked at the unicorn quietly, and finally sighed, put down the things in his hand, and then took out the wooden box, "Help me bury him in the unicorn cemetery, this is me desire."

Glancing at the wooden box in Harry's hand, the unicorn's eyes became obviously pitiful, "His soul is broken, it's hard to gather again, it's useless..."

"I just hope that Professor Quirrell can get him to win a pure soul. He is a hero and shouldn't be entangled with a dark soul like Voldemort." Harry was unmoved and still said lightly. This is his wish, no matter what. It will change, no matter which group of unicorns it is, the cemetery is a place full of white magic, with a special healing function, so that the dead unicorns can continue to live happily in the next cycle. A pure unicorn gift.

"Then, on behalf of the unicorn race, I accept your wish." Obviously, Harry's request made the unicorn have a better impression of Harry. After all, unicorns are full of treasures, including the places where unicorns live. There are all kinds of valuable things, not to mention the powerful magical ability of the unicorn itself, but Harry just made such a simple wish, but it was not for himself.

"Thank you. If possible, I would like to bury him myself." Feeling guilty and grateful to Professor Quirrell made Harry feel extremely sad at this time, and hoped that he would feel better after burying Professor Quirrell.

"Of course, that makes perfect sense." The unicorn turned and led Harry into their gathering place.

That night, no one knew where Harry went, because when everyone realized that Harry had stayed there for too long to look for, Harry had disappeared, leaving only the table divided into various colleges that had been graded by Quirrell papers.

Although Severus was anxious, he believed in Harry even more. Quirrell's death was a pain for everyone. He had already explained the cause of Quirrell's death to the professors in the principal's office just now. I burst into tears before I finished listening, not to mention shocked Dumbledore and Flitwick, especially Dumbledore, he always thought that Quirrell was a Death Eater, and he also knew that he came here for a purpose, with Voldemort's soul on his body It was also discovered by Dumbledore during the semester, but at this time the ending let Dumbledore know that he had made another mistake, maybe communicate with Quirrell in time, the professor would not need to die, right?Therefore, for a while, the atmosphere in the principal's office became extremely oppressive, with occasional sobs and sighs.

The disappearance of Harry made several professors panic, only Dumbledore sighed and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "I think Harry just went to pay homage to Professor Quirrell, he is a professor who fully deserves our respect, We have to commend it. I will tell all the students about the greatness of Professor Quirrell tomorrow morning, and apply for the badge of Professor Quirrell from the Merlin Sirs. Don’t worry, everyone. Harry is a proper boy. I believe he will be able to Take care of everything, all we can do is wait quietly, I believe the dark time will pass soon, and we will usher in the dawn soon!"

"Principal Dumbledore!" As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "You mean, Voldemort will make a comeback? Didn't Professor Quirrell die with him?"

Except for Severus, the other two deans also turned pale immediately, looking at Dumbledore with some pleading eyes, hoping that Dumbledore could give them a definite answer.

"Do not,

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