The time trajectory of HP

?Chapter 40

The memory ended here, and they returned to reality. Alan and Harry couldn't say a word, they looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.The two sat down beside Draco. Draco was bewildered with the goblet in his hand, sweat dripping from his forehead.He dared not look at them.

"It's not your fault, Draco, he bullied you," said Harry.

"But I have to, or he'll kill my mom, and my dad's in jail, and my mom's under the nose of that guy. The only thing I can do is fix that damn cabinet and, and kill... ..." Draco yelled excitedly, and the goblet in his hand fell to pieces on the ground.He looked at Dumbledore with difficulty, and quickly lowered his head again.

"Don't get excited, kid, you need to calm down," Dumbledore said as he recovered the shattered glass, which was back in Draco's hand, filled with a pale yellow liquid with a few mint leaves floating in it, it was apple juice.

"I can't calm down, sir. I don't want to."

"I know, I understand you, Draco, you're not a bad boy. But for your parents, you have to do it, anyone else would do it. Maybe there's a way? There's still time, we need time to figure it out .We still have a chance. Draco, you should do as Voldemort wants and fix the cabinet first. You can't sit still, even if it's for your mother." Dumbledore comforted.

"I can't fix that cabinet." Draco lost control of his emotions, and the goblet was shattered again.

"Just repairing a cabinet, isn't it a time-consuming project?" Dumbledore said calmly.

"But……"

"Draco, calm down, listen to the professor's advice to repair the cabinet first, and then we can think of a solution. There must be a solution." Harry said.

"Yes, Draco, everything will be fine. Sure, there must be a way." Allen quickly comforted him.

"So, what about murder? What should I do? I'm being watched, I have to do something," Draco yelled at Dumbledore.

"But it doesn't mean that you will kill me tonight, right? Go to rest first, and I will definitely think of a good way for you." Dumbledore comforted.

After getting the promise, Draco's mood finally calmed down a bit.

After leaving the principal's office, Harry disclosed the news to Hermione and Ron, hoping that a few more people could do more. Hermione, Ron and Alan discussed it elsewhere, and Harry discussed it with Della in the mystery room. Ke stayed together.

However, a few days passed, and when Draco was about to collapse, Alan and Hermione notified several people to go to the principal's office. They had an idea and hoped that the principal would adopt it.

"Draco has to repair the cabinet according to the original plan, the speed can be slowed down, and a few more murders are arranged, Draco, don't get excited, let me finish. Of course, Draco can't murder in public, it's done in secret, Poisoning or something, the mission will naturally fail. The headmaster just needs to pretend that he is injured, and spread the news deliberately in the school. Maybe it can really hide from the eyes of those watching and let the Death Eaters know, Draco The task is in progress." Alan faced the principal and said seriously.

Dumbledore thought about it, but did not answer his proposal.Draco was a little happy, he thought the plan was feasible.

"Also, I don't know if the principal can tell us if there is a magic that can split souls." Harry asked suddenly. Dumbledore stroked his beard, looked at Harry for a while, and suddenly chuckled.

"It seems that you have found the problem. I was going to tell you. Remember that diary?" Dumbledore asked, seeing a few children nodding, he continued. "There is a very evil magic that can split a person's soul, and the separated soul needs a carrier, and this carrier can be anything, whether it is a living thing or a dead thing, as long as the soul is not destroyed, he will not die, even Can be resurrected with an incomplete soul."

"Like Professor Quirrell and the diary, those are his carriers." Harry said.

"Yes, this kind of carrier that carries the soul is called a horcrux. Harry had destroyed the diary back then, and the body attached to Quirrell escaped and was resurrected. I deduce that as long as the remaining horcruxes are destroyed, Voldemort's power will definitely be weakened." Power, even Harry's immature strength can kill him. But the problem is, I can't deduce how much Tom has done." Dumbledore wondered.

The children also became embarrassed. The world is so big, how can they know what Voldemort used as a Horcrux and where he hid it?

"Your ideas are very good. I think this plan is feasible. It is only a matter of time before the war starts. The dementors in Azkaban are no longer able to control them. I guess, after a while, Tom may release Azkaban. Prisoner of Caban." Dumbledore snapped as he touched the ring on his right hand.

Hearing this, the children turned pale with fright. They knew very well that there were many wizards who were not only evil and cruel but also highly magical in Azkaban. Once those desperadoes were released, the wizards would usher in their lives. the most dreadful catastrophe.

"But, what should we do next? How many Horcruxes are there? The only diary we know so far was destroyed in the second grade."

"I have already destroyed one, see the ring on my hand? This is the ring of the Gaunt family, descendants of Slytherin. There is another one I think I have an idea, I need to find a chance to destroy it. As for In addition, I have no way of being sure. I am very sorry about this, children." Dumbledore regretted.

It was only then that Allen noticed that Dumbledore's hand was a little strange, and noticing Allen's eyes, Dumbledore quickly covered his hand with his robe.

"Voldemort is really a lunatic, how can there be such magic as tearing? Wouldn't it have side effects?" Hermione asked.

"Tearing the soul is very evil. It is taboo among wizards. It will gradually dehumanize people, which is why Tom's appearance will change and become more and more cold-blooded." Dumbledore said.

"Tearing the soul? He is crazy to do such a stupid thing. Human beings are not gods, and they cannot live forever. But this reminds me of one thing." Draco said, and everyone looked at him curiously. "One day in early August, my great-grandfather suddenly asked me to find a chance to go up to the tower on the west side alone. He didn't tell me why. But I had the impression that there was no tower on the west side. He told me that he used blood pact magic to hide it Get up, only people with Malfoy blood can go in, I tried to get in, and found a ghost who was only 8 years old, who claimed to be my father's brother, who was just a chatterbox, and said a lot of things I couldn't understand, but he Said a key point, he brought back a gold cup engraved with a badger, and because of this cup he used the Cruciatus Curse on Abu."

"The golden cup with the badger engraved on it? It should be Hufflepuff's golden cup, probably also a Horcrux, do you know where it is?" Dumbledore stood up abruptly and asked eagerly.

"Sorry, sir, that person took it, I don't know," Draco said.

"It's okay, at least we know that the other Horcrux is the Gold Cup." Dumbledore was extremely disappointed, and sat on the chair with his head in his hands.

"Is there any pattern in this? The diary that was inadvertently destroyed is Voldemort's personal property, the ring of the Gaunt family is a family heirloom of the descendants of Slytherin, and Hufflepuff's gold cup. Is there a pull Something from Winclaw, or something from Gryffindor?" Allen said his guess with a smile, originally just wanting to make a joke, but Dumbledore became serious.

"It's all possible, kid. Gryffindor's legacy, the sword of Gryffindor is with me, it won't be a Horcrux, but Ravenclaw's is not necessarily. After all, Ravenclaw has been missing for almost a thousand years. Even if it's just a guess, it must be confirmed, children, maybe you can use your ingenuity to find Ravenclaw's inheritance, which should be a crown."

After the children left, Dumbledore sat on a chair, touched his hand, and fell into deep thought.After a while, bright green flames emitted from his own fireplace, and a black shadow came out from it.Severus walked towards Dumbledore with a bottle in his hand.Dumbledore consciously conjured a basin, and Severus poured the medicine from the bottle into it, and pressed Dumbledore's hand into the basin containing the medicine.

"It's only temporary, you won't last long," Severus said.

"I know. After living for so many years, I thought I knew everything, but I still couldn't resist the temptation." Dumbledore smiled wryly, looking at the ring on his hand.

"It's because you've lived a long time that you've become foolish enough to do stupid things." Severus snorted coldly.

"You're right. A few kids came over just now."

Severus looked up, eyes narrowing.Dumbledore told him what had just happened.

"Having one Potter is enough trouble, you shouldn't have involved those underage idiots." Severus said angrily.

"Why not? They are all very brave and full of wisdom that is not lost to adults. They hope to join." Dumbledore smiled slightly.

"But they're still kids," Severus said.

"Don't tell me that you have feelings for them. I thought you didn't like brats. The war is not far away, Severus. Even children, no one can escape." Dumbledore said with a cold face and some dissatisfaction .

"I think Mrs. Malfoy should have gone to you. Severus, I hope to kill me with your hands." Dumbledore said suddenly.Severus knocked over the medicine basin in agitation, and he fell back a few steps in horror, glaring at Dumbledore.

"What the hell are you talking about? What the hell are you planning and why does it have to be me?"

"Listen, kid, I have a plan..."?