[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

To watch a part of Voldemort's soul disappear before his eyes was, for all of us, a strange and shockingly wonderful event.After the Dark Lord, who had made countless people fearful, cut himself into several pieces, it seemed that the elimination of each piece was no longer so difficult and frightening. His act of splitting himself was like breaking his own extreme strength It is hard to imagine that a person who used to be able to control people's hearts will do such a thing.

The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear, perhaps it has always been the case.

Children don't know the specific details about the Horcrux. The existence of the Horcrux itself is too evil. After Hogwarts has removed it from the library, I don't want anyone to have the opportunity to know and choose to try further , none of the adults talked much.The kids just know it's Voldemort's special way of being - dark wizards always have a lot going for them.

Hermione once questioned this, she said confusedly: "If You-Know-Who exists in this special way, is he really dead now? Will he be immortal forever?"

"I don't think so." Dumbledore answered her question patiently, and said kindly, "There is a length and limit of life, which is the law of survival bestowed on human beings by nature. Some people can give up some of their needs by giving up Life extension, such as my old friend Nicole Flamel, he refined the Philosopher’s Stone, and he and his wife were able to live together until they were over 600 years old. Alive, but his strength, functions, mentality, and ideas are all changing with the passage of time. When you choose to use the Philosopher’s Stone to extend your life, the only thing you can ensure is that you are alive, but Voldemort obviously wanted not only a long life, but also extremely powerful power. His greed made him unable to settle for the second best. He divided himself into several shares, which is why we were able to break them one by one. I want to leave It will not be long before he completes his sinful life journey."

"Couldn't several parts of him be united for the time being?" Hermione asked seriously after thinking about it.The adults looked at each other, and some of them could not help but smile.

"Five fingers are still as long as they are, Hermione." Sirius enthusiastically gave an example, "If you are split into several now, and each of them wants to compete with you for the first place in the grade, would you be happy? "

What!Hermione gasped: "I originally only considered that several parts can do different things separately! Can't they-I mean, they-can't be counted as one person with me?"

"I don't think so. This is something that Voldemort can't control." Eli said gently, "When every part of him has a mind, they won't be satisfied with doing one of the parts. In the end, It’s bound to be a battle for the one and only identity. But until then, it seems like they’re going to be unanimous in getting rid of our sobriety first, which is a real shame.”

It's such a pity that these parts still have brains. Why didn't they shatter Voldemort's brains? It would be nice to become a fool with several parts.Harry thought regretfully in his heart, it would be great if Voldemort could lose his mind after splitting.Fortunately, there are almost no troubles left in this school year. Except for the frantic pursuit and questioning after everyone knew that they had been to the secret room, he hardly had any troubles anymore.

But after thinking about it, he certainly knew that it was impossible for Voldemort to become a fool.I just don’t know if he was only complaining in his heart, but the fragment of Voldemort who disappeared in the air sent the news in a weird way. Harry didn’t know what kind of influence he had been under, and would occasionally Dream about Voldemort.

Today he dreamed that five Voldemorts appeared in front of him at the same time. They all had Tom Riddle's face. If this scene wasn't too scary and dangerous, it would even look a little pleasing to the eye.

But of course they weren't doing anything good when they came to him.In the dream, Harry held a sword in one hand and a wand in the other, trying to resist the attacks of five Voldemorts with two fists and four hands.

He rightfully fails, and dreams of some pretty bad follow-ups.He dreamed that all the relatives and friends he cared about were captured. They came to his funeral, and five Voldemorts were lurking at the funeral. Hopping up and down on his coffin lid, proud of his victory, raising his wand towards his coffin...

The picture suddenly changed. Amidst the strong explosion light and the almost deaf noise, a green light flew straight towards him. Just before it touched him, a green light swooped out from the side and stopped him. The woman blocks.

He could only see the woman's back, she had long red hair...

Mother.Harry murmured to her, wanting to see a vivid side of her.He couldn't tell what perspective he was in now, he just felt that time seemed to have passed for a long time, but when he opened his eyes hastily, it was just dawn, and it was still a long time before he got up.

Harry sat up, stared in a daze for a while, looked at Ron and Neville who were sleeping soundly, resisted the urge to shake Ron awake, and opened his eyes sleeplessly to look at the curtain above the four-poster bed , just watched it for a long time.

Today is a day off from school, but next week will be the final exam week of the first school year, and the whole school is not in a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere right now.Hermione anxiously woke them up early and dragged them to the library. The two boys yawned and collapsed on the library seats. Ron was better, and Harry was even worse, holding a book, Head down little by little, almost falling asleep almost immediately.

"Didn't get a good rest last night, Harry?" Hermione asked concerned, shaking him awake.

Ron said pertinently from the side: "Hermione, if you didn't shake him just now, he might be able to fall asleep now, so he will be much more relaxed this afternoon."

What are you talking about!Hermione glared at him.

"Ah, I haven't had a good rest," said Harry, yawning. "I had a dream about Voldemort... a weird, weird dream where he was tap-dancing on my coffin plank. Then I dreamed of a green light, probably It was the age when I was over a year old and didn’t remember anything.”

"What a nightmare." Ron commented, "I knew it wouldn't be a good thing to be targeted by him. Speaking of which, the mysterious man is indeed a bit perverted, and I think the picture of him stepping on your coffin board is not too outrageous." …He is so afraid of death, yet so eager for power, he feels that the root of his entanglement is that he has not been reincarnated as a phoenix, and being a human makes him feel painful."

"Why did he have anything to do with you?" Hermione asked with concern, "Is it because of this lightning scar he left you? Or is it because of something else—as the prophecy said, no matter which piece of Voldemort it is , will be wiped out by you in the end! You are the savior!"

"Forgive me." Harry lay down on the table and sighed long, "The settlement of this matter is actually purely coincidental, and we have too many people to thank, they saved our lives. The next time we meet again, I won't be able to find a sorting hat and pull out Gryffindor's sword from it."

"There will be a solution when the time comes." Ron comforted him. "There must be different ways to deal with the mysterious man. After finding one, the others will be easy. This shows that there are many ways to deal with Voldemort. For example, I Think about... the dagger? How did it get in the diadem—it looked so much softer than the diadem, I can still recall that scene now, it seemed so irrational."

"It's a treasure from the Black family." Harry asked him about science, "I asked Sirius. He said that Sean went to the old house to get it back. He was on duty at the ministry that day, so he didn't go there. The dagger was a goblin. The creation of the Black family has been cast with many complex and difficult spells over the years, and it has become more and more powerful. He said that he was also surprised that this dagger could cut even Voldemort. I think he began to find himself There is too little contact with the family, and my uncle said that although it is a bit late, it is a good thing for him."

They looked at each other seriously, nodded to each other, instinctively feeling good, but also a little unclear about the lack of pre-information.Under Hermione's urging, Harry and Ron picked up their textbooks and continued their painful final review. They read books in the library all afternoon, packed their school bags until dinner time, and went to the auditorium for dinner.

After the truth of the Chamber of Secrets incident came to light, Harry's treatment in the school has undergone a turnaround, and it has received more attention than he received when he first entered school.There were not many people involved in the incident in the Chamber of Secrets, and I don’t know why it spread everywhere the next day. Harry wondered if there was a ghost or something quietly lurking at the scene——as special reporters for the school newspaper, they and the portraits were very real. It's too conscientious.

Fortunately, after a while, the situation improved a lot, and the classmates no longer surrounded him asking questions, eager to know what happened in the secret room, allowing Harry to eat his own food steadily like now.

He ate dinner with joy and gratitude, and in the middle of the meal, he suddenly felt that the auditorium was suddenly quieter.Harry didn't pay attention to this matter at the first time, and still concentrated on savoring the food carefully, until he was hit hard by Ron, and then he looked up blankly, and saw the door of the auditorium was opened from the outside, and Sirius left from the outside Come in - for the first time he wasn't immediately the center of Harry's attention.

Sirius strode forward, his face more serious than Harry had ever seen, not even looking at him as usual.Beside him, a middle-aged woman in a pink dress with curly hair walked in together, with her signature sweet smile, she looked around the auditorium proudly, calmly, walked With what he thought were elegant steps, he walked towards Hogwarts with his head held high.

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