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Dumbledore echoed in his mind: "As long as you destroy the dark part of Riddle's soul imprisoned in the golden cup, he is a pure and harmless boy. As long as you help stabilize his only remaining soul. Killing part of the soul and It's not the same as killing a life, and you're doing it for his own good."

It has to be said that at this time, Dumbledore was stunned because of his inherent thinking. His blue eyes, which were originally clear, now shone with a strange light.Have to say one by one prejudice is so terrible.If Dumbledore in the current situation is not interrupted by someone, no one can guarantee that he will not do anything terrible.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the door from outside.The gagged Dumbledore suddenly woke up from his own thoughts.He let out a long sigh of relief.Immediately, Dumbledore recalled what he was thinking when he was trapped, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.If he hadn't been interrupted by knocking on the door, if he was really dominated by his own prejudiced thinking, what terrible things he would have done.If he did, what is the difference between himself and the dark wizard?And the consequences... Dumbledore didn't dare to think about it any further.

The knock on the door continued. If it was normal, Dumbledore who was interrupted would inevitably feel a little irritable.But today, he felt that no matter who interrupted him, he should thank that person.

"Come in!" Dumbledore tried to adjust his emotions, making his voice sound as calm as usual.

The door opened in response, and the current administrator of Hogwarts came in: "Professor, a little ghost is wandering around your door during the curfew time. It is very sneaky." As an administrator, I work hard with students every day. He hates students who don't follow the rules the most.

Only then did Dumbledore notice that there was a petite figure under the shadow caused by the light.Hufflepuff's school uniform, long golden brown curly hair and a series of features make it easy to recognize who she is: "Miss Black, what are you doing so late." Dumbledore was very surprised.

Feeling offended, Cassiopeia gave the administrator a hard look, and straightened her messy curly hair: "Professor, I just want to tell you something new. I thought I knew the password, after all, I just came yesterday No. I didn’t expect you to have changed your password. I’m not a sneaky wanderer.” Then, Cassiopeia glared at the administrator again.

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Dumbledore said with a smile: "Keep changing the office clearance password frequently, which helps to maintain my sense of mystery and freshness." After sending the administrator away, Dumbledore picked up a small box and said with a smile: " Would you like to try the pile of cockroaches, this is my favorite snack." Although for Dumbledore himself, he released enough kindness, but for Cassiopeia, she was only numb with nausea.

Trying to smooth the goose bumps on her arms, Cassiopeia smiled awkwardly: "Professor, eat as much as you like, I don't have the habit of eating snacks after dinner."

Dumbledore threw a candy cockroach that was still showing its teeth and claws into his mouth, with a look of enjoyment: "Is there anything for Miss Black?"

"Uh, professor." Cassiopeia tried her best to ignore the twitching cockroach legs protruding from the corner of Dumbledore's mouth: "It's about Tom. We found that the soul stabilization water doesn't seem to be able to fundamentally solve Tom's current situation. After all Potions are only stabilizing, not repairing, so essentially Tom's soul is still broken."

"I agree with Miss Black's sensitivity. Indeed, if Mr. Riddle wants to truly recover, he needs to extract the soul fragments from the golden cup, warm them up, and then use a certain catalyst to reintegrate the two broken souls." .”

Under Cassiopeia's astonished gaze, Dumbledore picked up another pile of cockroaches: "Is there really no need?" He strongly wanted to recommend his favorite candy.

"I do not need it, thank you."

"Miss Black, please inform Mr. Riddle tomorrow. Regarding the eduction and nurturing of the soul fragments, he still needs to be personally involved." Dumbledore flipped through the schedule: "After tomorrow's class, you should Have time."

"Okay professor, we'll be on time."

Dumbledore mistakenly thought that Cassiopeia's pale face was due to nervousness, and he said with a gentle smile, "You should go back to the dormitory to rest now, without thinking too much." Dumbledore blinked again: "By the way, the password is pile of cockroaches."

"Damn pile of cockroaches." Cassiopeia ran to the dormitory with the disgusting feeling, and then vomited in the bathroom. She felt that she should give up chocolate snacks and not allow anyone to eat bionic candy in front of her. .

At lunch the next day, Cassiopeia told everyone that they needed to go to Dumbledore again, and that Riddle's problem seemed to be further resolved.

Seeing that everyone seems to be ready to do their own things, Cassiopeia announced: "From today, please don't eat any simulated biological snacks like cockroach piles, chocolate frogs, etc. in the places I saw. Of course, in my Where you can't see it, you can do whatever you want."

"Sia, why do you have such a strange idea." Kefus, who was sorting out what he needed for the afternoon class, raised his head.

Before Cassiopeia could answer, Alice also said: "Trust me, my dear. No nobleman would like..." She tilted her neck, thought for a while and said: "Will like such a unique Food." Alice still found a more peaceful word to describe it.

Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, Cassiopeia wondered: "But Dumbledore actually likes cockroach piles. He is the headmaster of a school, how could he have such a strange taste."

Malfoy has been at odds with Cassiopeia recently, how could he give up such a good opportunity for irony.So Malfoy snorted coldly: "You were cast with the Imperius Curse by that old lion Dumbledore, and you actually had expectations of his taste."

Cassiopeia didn't pay attention to what Malfoy said, she just lay on the table and lamented: "For us to have such a headmaster with unique taste, I suddenly feel that the future is bleak."

No matter how they talked about Dumbledore in private, Cassiopeia and Riddle still showed up in front of Dumbledore's office on time.

After reporting the password, he faced Dumbledore's wrinkled smiling face unsurprisingly: "Our lovely sir and madam, you are very punctual." Dumbledore seemed eager to express his love for all students .But what I got was the exchange of glances between Riddle and Cassiopeia: "Dumbledore is not crazy, is he?"

"Professor, let's get to the point. Tom already knows the details." Cassiopeia didn't seem to want to waste any more time.

"Okay, you two should know. There are usually two forces that can directly affect a person's soul: sacrifice and killing. Sacrifice is usually offered voluntarily, while killing is forced. Tom's exception is that his soul It was because of an accidental split, neither a sacrifice nor a killing, so his soul was not irreversibly damaged, and there was a possibility of recovery." Dumbledore glanced at Riddle: "Although I don't want students to study some things, but Now that you know, I might as well tell you. There is a thing called a horcrux, and his product is very similar to the golden cup that Tom is currently trapping souls in. But a horcrux is a very evil thing, and the soul it stores will Defiled by darkness, it becomes worthless. Therefore, although wizards at a certain level will know the existence of Horcruxes, no one has ever tried. Because for thousands of years, none of the wizards who have tried to create Horcruxes has finally achieved their own. However, none of them will end well." It has to be said that Dumbledore still doesn't trust Riddle, and he will seize every opportunity to beat Riddle.

While Riddle was thinking, Cassiopeia asked again: "Since the soul in the golden cup is still valuable, how can we take it out and warm it up?"

Dumbledore took out the gold cup and an ancient stone basin, which already contained part of the mysterious liquid.He put the golden cup in front of Riddle: "I have removed the curse of the cup, you can use your own power to resonate with the soul in the cup, and then guide the soul fragments into the stone basin. Of course, I hope that after the matter is over, This gold cup can be handled by the school."

"Okay, strictly speaking, this cup is not mine." After speaking, Riddle closed his eyes, trying to communicate with the soul.

"Oh, don't panic, we still have a little matter to deal with." Dumbledore gave each of them a silver knife, and at the same time he picked up one himself: "To nourish the soul, we need to perform sacrifices." Use the power of sacrifice to warm and nourish. You need to volunteer a part of your blood. Tom, your blood represents yourself, Miss Black will represent your lover, and I will represent your friends and elders." After finishing speaking, he cut opened his fingers.

"It doesn't need a lot, maybe this amount is enough."

When the blood of the three flowed into the stone basin, as Dumbledore waved his wand and chanted a spell in a soft tone, the whole stone basin shone with holy light.At that moment, Cassiopeia seemed to be able to see the fairy dancing and hear the elf singing.

"good