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"Mr. Potter, you must have something important to come to me." Dumbledore raised his head, and the pair of blue eyes behind the lens hit Harry's heart directly as if they could see through people's disguise.

"Yes, I want to talk about the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord." Harry pulled out his chair and sat down.

"Then this will be a long topic. Would you like a cup of tea?" Dumbledore stroked his long beard and asked Harry kindly.

Harry nodded hesitantly, he did need a cup of tea.

Holding the hot tea in his hand made his mind settle down, and he also had the courage to continue, regardless of whether the topic would shock the Headmaster—hope he wouldn't doubt Snape's loyalty, that old bastard was for him And concealed the principal.

Suddenly Harry remembered that Snape said that Dumbledore knew about the Horcrux, and he pursed his lips and looked at the amiable old headmaster.

"I read the Daily Prophet, and the Death Eaters have been active recently," he said.

"It seems you know why," said Dumbledore, his eyes scanning Harry in front of him.

He found that he never knew Harry, at least under his nose, Harry had some connection with Severus, if it wasn't for Hogsmeade that time, they would have kept it a secret for a long time.

Maybe he could guess that the two of them must have been doing something other than the emotional entanglement - for example, something serious, and Severus must not want Harry to get too deep into some things, but - maybe ...

"I destroyed a Horcrux," said Harry straight to the point. "It was the Slytherin locket."

Dumbledore nodded, as he'd expected.

"Horcrux? It seems that you have found that book..." He stroked his beard, Harry must not be able to find the word "Horcrux" alone, this word will only appear in that book, and Only Severus could get in touch and find the truth from many clues.

"Good job." He said cheerfully, "It seems that destroying the Horcruxes can alert Tom, no wonder the Death Eaters are a little nervous recently."

"Then Mr. Potter, other than that, I don't think you will come to see me just to tell me this." Those blue eyes looked directly at him through the lens, as if penetrating into his thoughts. .

Harry took a deep breath, knowing that if he said it, there would be no turning back.

Severus was going to hate him, he hated it so much now that he didn't want to see him again.

He used the concentric knot mantra to silently say "I'm sorry" and passed it on.

"We didn't just find this one horcrux, we actually know almost all of them - the book says seven is a magical number, beyond which it is extremely bad, so if you add me, then the Dark Lord created seven horcruxes ' said Harry, meeting Dumbledore's eyes without blinking.

"Except for the second-year diary, I still have the Slytherin locket that was destroyed. The remaining four are definitely one of the Dark Lord's pets. Then the remaining three..."

"I have one here," said Dumbledore. "I've destroyed it, so rest assured."

"Then the remaining two are - Hufflepuff's cup and Ravenclaw's diadem," Harry went on, "I never knew the Dark Lord would be such a collector of antiquities that he liked it so much. The Big Four, except Gryffindor, I think if he can touch Gryffindor's sword, he will definitely touch it." He couldn't help but complain.

"I know where they are." He took another deep breath, inexplicably feeling a sense of loss, as if he had lost something so that he couldn't find something to hold on to that gave him a sense of stability.

"Severus kept them." Dumbledore said affirmatively, he raised the lemon tea with eight pieces of sugar in front of him and gulped it down, then put down the teacup and hiccupped.He smiled apologetically at Harry.

"Sorry, I'm old, this news really surprised me." He raised his eyebrows at Harry, with exaggerated surprise on his face.

"I never knew—you guys were able to do it this far—Merlin, there must be a wonderful story in it—can you tell me quietly?"

Harry was silent for a few seconds, "Professor Snape actually did that." He didn't have that part of his memory, but he was sure he couldn't do it on his own, and it was very likely that the old bastard did it for him. All done.

So what he did was not much different from betrayal.

"I can understand," Dumbledore stroked his beard, "After all, you are still young, no matter how you say, Severus is still an adult and your professor, he will not put you in danger. I still trust him."

"Then what are you going to do next? Harry, you said this, so you must have a choice." He sighed and looked at the mature boy in front of him. Under the external environment, he had to grow up on his own - which made his ideas impossible to ignore.

Originally, Dumbledore wanted to slowly cultivate Harry's ideas in this regard. The courses he arranged also hoped that Harry could be vigilant and understand these memories.Knowing a person's whole picture will make him fearless. No matter how powerful he is, there will naturally be a countermeasure to defeat him, which is the same for people and things.No one is invincible, everyone has weaknesses, and these weaknesses are hidden in the little things, and everything can be traced.

"We need to destroy the Horcruxes," said Harry, looking Dumbledore straight in the eye, level and cutting directly to the point, "and then pissing him off. I know the Dark Lord gave Malfoy a mission, and we can use that The Vanishing Cabinet—let the Death Eaters into Hogwarts and wipe them out."

"Harry, do you know what you are doing?" Dumbledore gasped, and he looked at the boy in front of him again. His appearance was still immature, but the determination in his eyes was stronger than that of many adults. .

"I want to piss him off, I want the Dark Lord to appear at Hogwarts, to kill him once and for all, with no war and no death," said Harry.

"The Death Eaters have done enough, Britain doesn't need them, we don't need them to act recklessly on this land." He looked at Dumbledore and said it.

"This is a good opportunity, we can seize them and wipe them out with one blow - I know Hogwarts is our home, but they have planned to attack here, haven't they? As long as we are ready, then Casualties will definitely be minimized."

"Harry, there are students in the castle and we cannot put them in danger," said Dumbledore.

"Then put the Vanishing Cabinet in the Forbidden Forest." Harry replied quickly, as if he had been prepared for a long time, and everything had been thought through many times.

"That's not enough—except for the Vanishing Cabinet? They can enter Hogwarts from other places." Dumbledore asked rhetorically.

"You must have made arrangements for their attack - so can't you add more to this?" Harry threw the question back, "Even if we can't kill the Dark Lord, we can win if we kill Nagini Three quarters."

Dumbledore silently took out a lemon sherbet, tore open the package, and stuffed his favorite snack into his mouth.

"Looks like I'll have to trouble Severus - I'm sure that's what you want too." He winked at Harry.

If it wasn't for him, he would see Snape every day!Harry shouted in his heart, with a look on his face that he didn't know anything and could only smile.

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That's how Harry cuts right to the point.So the countdown is over.

Dumbledore tugged on his beard worriedly: Why are children so precocious nowadays?

Gellert, who was locked in the dark room, scratched the door: Albus, look at me, I look much better than that little bastard.

Dumbledore glanced at the door and remembered the worrying thing of the year: I forgot that precocity is regardless of time and place. (more heartbroken)