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They were finally sent to the principal's office by Ms. Claire, and they were a little embarrassed, because Sirius and Vestia refused to accept punishment on the grounds that they had wronged a good person.In the principal's office, they fought each other and argued.

"Miss Clare, did you say they used an offensive spell on you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, principal, it's an oolong, but that spell is different from anything I've seen before, and I think she must have added other spells to it." Sissy covered her face pitifully and said, "I'm terrified, That snake wanted to eat me, I can't believe my classmates did this to me."

"They must be severely punished." Ms. Clare said with a cold face: "Such behavior is never allowed to happen in Hogwarts, and they will be expelled. I think there is no need to waste any more time."

"Oh, no, of course we should clarify the matter." Dumbledore said kindly, and then pushed the plate full of crystal sugar towards them: "Relax and tell me the truth, Mr. Black, you Did you use an oolong to get out of the hole?"

"No, I won't get out of my way at all!" Sirius yelled, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Dumbledore.

"What about you? Miss Seamars, did you use the oolong to get out of the hole?"

"No, I won't come out of nowhere." Vestia raised her head and argued: "That's a Slytherin spell, only pure-blood noble families of Slytherin can learn it, and I'm Ravenclaw , Sirius is Gryffindor!" She didn't like to lie, but at this moment, she didn't care about it at all, she just wanted to see Sissy's deflated expression, so that she could relieve her anger.

"Maybe you stole it from somewhere!" Sisi roared.Seeing them push things away, she was a little anxious, it was completely different from what she imagined, why her plan deviated from the original track. 4

"Steal? No, we won't steal Slytherin spells, we all hate Slytherins and Death Eaters!" Sirius seemed to have forgotten the fact that Vestia could indeed use this spell, and his attention now It is completely focused on the word "stealth".This even aroused his hatred of Death Eaters, because Ms. Claire is an out-and-out Death Eater, the Death Eaters sent by Voldemort to monitor Hogwarts and Dumbledore.

"If I remember correctly, you not only insulted Sirius as a pure-blood traitor, but also said that other Muggle wizards in Hogwarts are mudbloods, put away your ridiculous aristocratic face!" Vestia also said Angrily, she hadn't forgotten how this Slytherin had insulted her friends.

"How dare you say that about me, it's you, it's you who want to kill me with your oolong!"

"Miss Seamars, maybe you can show me your wand." Dumbledore interrupted their argument, took Vistia's wand, and asked, "What was the last spell you used? Maybe we can verify it."

Vestia opened her mouth, she stared into Dumbledore's eyes, she didn't know which spell to say: "You know there are many spells in fifth grade, I can't remember which one I used...but the last class is Transfiguration, I think maybe it's one of those spells..."

Dumbledore blinked at her inadvertently, and then stroked his wand. After a series of sparks, a puff of smoke came out from the tip of the wand. It became a small cake with feet.

"Oh, I have to say, Miss Seamars, your transfiguration is really not very good." Dumbledore returned the wand to her regretfully, then sat back on his chair, and spoke to Ms. Clare very seriously. Said: "Now, should there be no objection?"

"You're biased, you helped them, the last spell was obviously an oolong!" Saixi shouted uncontrollably, she was so excited, her arm was still hurting, but the murderer was at large?

Ms. Claire glanced back at her: "Pay attention to your etiquette, Sissy!" There was nothing unusual on her face, but her eyes were full of cold light, like a snake in a cellar: "This matter I will report it to the Ministry of Magic and trust them to take appropriate action."

After Claire's two left, Vestia and Sirius felt a little guilty.

"Sorry, principal, I shouldn't have done it," Vestia apologized, "but I couldn't bear it at the time, and I thought, since she wanted to use the aggressive method to punish us in the end, then I should teach her a lesson... I'm sorry, I shouldn't hurt my classmates like this."

"No, principal, I actually did it first," Sirius quickly took the responsibility on himself: "It's my fault, I used the Crushing Curse on Claire first, and it was Vestia who pushed me away, so I didn't shoot. middle."

Dumbledore sat them down: "I'm glad you all admitted your mistakes. I think it's understandable to do these things for your friends. But you must remember that sometimes calmness can solve problems better than impulsiveness." .”

Sometimes calmness can solve problems better than impulsiveness, this sentence has been echoing in Vistia's mind, maybe she should really organize her thoughts to ensure that she will not do something irrational on impulse.

She sat on the train from Hogwarts to London, and the whole car was immersed in the joy of Christmas. There were candles floating in the corridor and little reindeer pulling a sleigh running wildly, and snowflakes were falling on the windows.Lily bought a pack of Christmas flavored beans from the train attendant pushing the trolley, and several people in the carriage were sharing the food.

"Oh, it smells like stinky socks!" Sirius couldn't help spitting out the strange-smelling beans in his mouth, with a bitter look on his face.

"What's this?" James grabbed a handful of beans and stuffed them into his mouth. "I once ate mummy-flavored ones in Halloween Strange Beans."

"Is this a new flavor? How does it feel?" Sirius asked.

"You can imagine, a piece of dried meat that has been stored for hundreds of years, with a layer of stinky oil on it, that smell..." Before James could finish speaking, Lily slapped him, and she managed to stop it He said more off-putting words.

Vestia watched their frolicking, and her mood improved a lot. The scenery outside the window was flying by, and her thoughts returned to the original plot.Voldemort has seven Horcruxes, Riddle's diary, Slytherin locket necklace, Gaunt family's resurrection stone ring, Ravenclaw's diadem, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Nagini and Harry Potter special.

When he killed Harry Potter, he was rebounded by the spell, so part of his soul entered Harry Potter's body.Now this plot doesn't happen, so, except for the remaining Horcruxes, just kill Voldemort.

Riddle's diary and the Gaunt family's Resurrection Stone ring have been found and given to Dumbledore, and there are still lockets, diadems, gold cups, Nagini and Voldemort himself.From the current point of view, the golden cup is with Bella. According to the plot, she should put this Horcrux in Gringotts, and the crown was put in the Room of Requirement as early as when Voldemort applied for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. .

Now unknown are the Slytherin Locket, Nagini and Voldemort himself.Vestia couldn't help but sighed, the locket should be handed over to Regulus Black, but now Regulus is only a 15-year-old boy, so I don't know how long that story will take.

Vestia decided to get rid of the known Horcruxes first, and she thought about it all the way until Lusam picked her up and returned to the manor.

This mysterious guest obviously had a lot of ostentation, the entire manor was redecorated, and even the vases on the table were replaced with high-end gold antiques.

"Oh, my Vistia, your father spent a lot of money to replace these things," complained the portrait in the corridor, she was an ancestor of the Simals family.The woman was wearing a plain gray dress, very inconspicuous in the small room where there were only piles of books and experimental props.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Vestia greeted her. She didn't know which ancestor of the Simals family this was. She didn't receive traditional aristocratic education in her childhood. She neither wrote poetry nor Unable to recognize the complex relationship between nobles.

"I really can't imagine that a Ravenclaw, a descendant of Simmars, would actually spend money on luxury and enjoyment, which makes me so disappointed!" It seems that Lusam's behavior has seriously hit the portrait woman, she said, trembling uncontrollably.

"Yes, I dare say that the books in his study are not as valuable as those vases and crystal lamps!" Another portrait not far away also said: "Now I feel like I live in a golden house of a nouveau riche. I have never I thought I would give birth to such unprogressive offspring!"

"I think Dad is just here to welcome the guests..." Vestia couldn't help but look up, only to find that there were a lot of golden chandeliers inlaid with crystals on the top of her head at some point, she couldn't help but shed two drops of cold sweat, Russam's taste shouldn't be so bad...

The Godfather and the Sorcerer's Stone

Early the next morning, Vistia was woken up by the house elf, and she was asked to put on a long and complicated golden European classical court dress.The skirt is decorated with a ring of small diamonds, and the cuffs and neckline are layered with lace, which looks like a huge golden yellow cake.

"...Father, who is going to come?" Vestia couldn't help asking, looking at Lusam who was also dressed in golden.His clothes are as shiny as his hair, and she can guarantee that even in the dark, he can be found as an iconic indicator at a glance.

"You'll know later, dear." Russam stroked the folds of the clothes that didn't exist at all, and smiled mysteriously. He was in great spirits, with a little excitement.

"Oh no, Merlin!" the portraits yelled in unison as they walked down the hallway. "You have disgraced the Simmars family."

"My eyes are going to be blinded!" One portrait even covered his face with a robe, expressing irony and anger.

"..." Vestia swallowed, and obediently followed Lusam to the fireplace to wait for the distinguished guests.Her long, curly blond hair was coiled up, and she wore a gauze top hat.Although she felt that this outfit was too hard to be seen, she still walked over in front of those complaining portraits with her head upright.

Dumbledore was right, she did have a brave heart...

After waiting for a short time, I saw a blue flash in the fireplace, and a middle-aged wizard with a beer belly came out of it.The brown hair was sparsely hanging on his head, and he was visibly bald.But this does not affect his striking charm at all, because his whole person seems to have just been drilled out of a gold mine-gold evening dress, golden cloak, golden leather boots.

Lusam smiled immediately after seeing him, and stepped forward to hug him: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Colombe."

Vestia finally understood why she had to dress so... grandly, because the other party, yes, this fat middle-aged man with brown hair was just as grand as them.The uncle is still leaning on a golden cane. The head of the cane is a golden flying eagle, which is very rich and noble. It matches the changed style of Simals Manor, which is really pleasing to the eye.

"This is little Vichy, right?" The middle-aged uncle noticed Vestia who was distracted, stepped forward to give her a hug, and then said with emotion: "Oh, she is such a beautiful girl, she has grown so big gone."

"Come and meet your godfather, Colombe Oberon." Russam embraced her affectionately and introduced them to each other.

"Hello, Mr. Oberon." Vistia said, she was obviously dazed by the golden light.

The uncle said that there is no need to be so polite: "You can call me Colombo, my dear." Then he followed Lusam into the living room: "Oh, Lusam, this place is really beyond my expectation, it is so beautiful, just It's like a fairyland. Well, do you know where the elves live? I dare say it's much more beautiful than that."

Vestia stared blankly at the back of them leaving, and she suddenly realized—that person is her godfather, Columber Oberon? !Apprentice of master alchemist Nicolas? !But he looks so young, almost like her father!

"Oh, my little Vichy, the last time I saw you, you were only four and a half years old." Columbe took Vestia's hand affectionately, like an ordinary relative and aunt talking about homework: "Are you What grade is Hogwarts in?"

"Fifth grade."

"It's a pity that Hogwarts doesn't have alchemy courses, otherwise you can learn about a more interesting world." Columba said and took out a gold mirror from his pocket: "Look, the double-sided mirror is a very common alchemy technique." Product." I don't know what spell was used, the mirror in his hand was split into two, and he handed one side to Vestia, he activated the mirror, and Vestia saw him from the other side.

"It's amazing, isn't it? The most amazing thing in the wizarding world is alchemy." He seemed to strongly recommend this craft to Vistia: "You can make anything uncommon, not just through magic."

"Collumbe, my friend, Westia still needs to study at Hogwarts, you can't expect him to travel around the world with you." Russam handed him a cup of black tea.

"That's not traveling around the world," Collumbe said. "I'm doing some research, going to some..." He thought for a moment, then concluded, "Very far away and out of the way."

"So you disappeared for 11 years?" Russam said. "At one point I thought something happened to you."

"In fact, I did encounter accidents, many accidents." Collumbe carefully put the tea cup back on the small coffee table. Because of his big belly, he had to tilt his arms to avoid touching the decorations on the coffee table : "I found an easier way to purify energy stones and make them into perfect alchemy products."

Russam raised his eyebrows noncommittally. The fabric of the clothes was really not breathable. He pulled at the neckline, deciding that no matter what, he would not agree with his old friend's taste.

"You have to admit that what I'm doing may change the entire wizarding world, and may subvert all the theories we know." Colombe couldn't help but hiccupped: "Sorry, I shouldn't have come here before Chicken bacon burger, you know I tend to burp when I eat bacon."

Lusam gave him a spell casually, and he patted his chest and said, "It's much better now." The thick palm finally rested on his big belly: "The first thing I did when I returned to England was to find You. Oh, I'm so sorry about what happened to Ariane, if I knew the Sorcerer's Stone would bring disaster, I would never have given it to you as a wedding present."

Lusam was silent for a moment, he was able to remain calm when facing the loss of his wife again, he subconsciously looked at Vestia, and finally smiled with relief: "You are right, what you are doing It may change the entire wizarding world, if it weren't for your Philosopher's Stone, my Vichy might have left me long ago."

"Dad, don't be sad, I will always be with you." Westia sat beside him, holding his arm and comforting.

Collumbe got up from the sofa, his face was a little serious, and he said: "That's why I came, but," he hesitated for a moment, he said to Russam: "I have to be alone with you. talk."

Seeming to realize the importance of the matter, Lusam stared at his friend with a frown, then motioned to Vestia, who went upstairs to her room.

"Now, can you tell me?"

Colombe cast a soundproof spell on the surroundings, and said: "My friend, you should understand that the Philosopher's Stone has great energy. It can restore our magic power, change our talents, and even make us live forever..." He paused: "But it is impossible to bring a person back to life after death."

"You told me in your letter that Vestia was hit by Avada Kedavra and resurrected by the Philosopher's Stone, right?"

"Yes, Vestia said she was hit by the green spell, but by the time she woke up she was in the Muggle world...the spell hit her just as the house-elf was about to take her away. "Russam said: "Erian gave her the Sorcerer's Stone before she left, and when she arrived in the Muggle world, the Sorcerer's Stone was gone."

"But," insisted Colombe, with complete certainty, "the Philosopher's Stone has no power of resurrection."

"Later, Vistia experienced many magic riots. This is not the growth state of a normal little wizard. Whenever her magic power is exhausted, a magic riot will occur. When it recovers again, her magic power will increase by a large amount. said Russam.

Colombe frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Maybe she wasn't killed at the time, or when she was on the verge of death, the Philosopher's Stone made her recover quickly."

"what do you mean?"

"She was not resurrected, but she absorbed the energy of the Philosopher's Stone when she was about to die and reversed her life force. The Philosopher's Stone has a powerful recovery ability, and it is this ability that makes the person who owns it immortal, because it can Let our body that died naturally be restored." Columba said: "The Philosopher's Stone gave her new life, her current magic power, vitality, everything about her comes from the Philosopher's Stone."

Lusam shook his head: "I don't understand what you mean, is it important?"

Colombe looked at him in disbelief: "Oh, Lusam, don't you understand? If Vestia is resurrected, it doesn't matter, because everything she owns belongs to her, Her magic power, life force and even soul belong to her. But now, everything she uses is from the magic stone, and the energy of the magic stone is non-renewable, no matter how powerful it is, it will never be like a normal wizard That way, the magic power will regenerate."

Russam stared at Colombe with wide eyes, and there was a subtle panic in it: "That is to say, when Vestia uses up the power of the Philosopher's Stone...she will become a Muggle?"

"Yes, now, every time she restores her magic power, she just gets energy from the Philosopher's Stone through a closer connection with the Philosopher's Stone, and it's not really self-generating magic power." Colombe sighed: "I Not sure about the current energy storage of the Philosopher's Stone, maybe she won't be able to use up that energy until she dies. Maybe it will only take 100 years, or even 50 years to use up all the energy..."

"I can't imagine what it would be like if a wizard lost his magic power." Lusam slumped on the sofa in a daze. The news hit him hard.He has lost his wife, and his only hope is Vestia, but now, how is he going to accept the news?How to tell Vestia that she might suddenly become a Muggle one day?

"Don't worry, my friend," Colombe said, "I will help you. We can check the energy of the Sorcerer's Stone first. Maybe things are not so bad...I mean, the Sorcerer's Stone has a lot of energy It’s beyond our imagination and won’t be exhausted easily.”

"I hope everything will be fine." Russam looked up at the portrait above the fireplace, the beautiful angel-like Ariane was standing beside him holding the young Vestia, they looked extremely happy.

The truth about the Philosopher's Stone

The gloomy basement was painted as a complex alchemy array, and the flickering candles floating in the air made this place look a little weird.Under Lusam's supportive eyes, Vestia walked into the magic circle, then sat down on the spot, waiting for the so-called magic stone to be detected.

"Relax, dear, I will teach you how to control the Philosopher's Stone so that you can make the best use of it instead of causing a magical riot." Colombe shuttled back and forth with light steps, it is hard to imagine that his figure can make It moves like a butterfly.

"Of course, every magic riot does make you integrate better with the Philosopher's Stone. Oh, I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"Ahem!" Lusam couldn't help coughing twice, for fear that he might miss something.He didn't intend to tell Vestia the truth at this time, he was afraid of seeing her panicked face and her despair after the test results came out.He told her it was just an ordinary Philosopher's Stone test, to ensure her safety.

"Okay, my little girl, close your eyes now and don't think about anything." Colombe pulled out his wand and chanted the spell, and circles and circles of transparent silk-like substances emerged from the magic circle, and they became more and more Dense, more and more, circled around her under the light of the candle, entangled her until it disappeared into her body.

The light is flickering and dimming, and the magic circle is also changing rapidly.Colombe stared at the front seriously, with a very serious expression, like a superb artist who is carving the most delicate work, and does not allow any interruption.

Finally, the thread re-stripped from her body and entered his wand.

Colombe heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded to Lusam, and then watched the blond man carry his daughter back upstairs.

"Oh, I have to say that the Philosopher's Stone is really the most powerful power stone." When Lusam returned to the living room, Colombe was already sitting comfortably on the sofa drinking tea: "According to Vestia's previous Judging from the usage, these magic powers are enough for her to use until she is 70 years old."

"Seventy years old?" Lusam was not satisfied with this answer. Many wizards can live to be two hundred years old, but his Vichy can only have magic power for half of his life.Besides, he realized a more important thing: "So after the age of 70, Vichy is a Muggle, right?"

"Yes."

"But the lifespan of Muggles is not long, most of them end their lives at the age of ten!" Lusam said: "Without the support of magic power, how long can a 70-year-old Muggle live?! "

Collumbe was startled by his sudden high-pitched tone, and the teacup in his hand trembled for a moment and spilled out. He tried to comfort his friend: "Listen, Russam, we still have at least 50 years to figure out a way, we We won't wait for her to die. Besides, if she can avoid injuries, illnesses, and powerful magic, she might be able to last until she is a hundred years old."

"Less injury?"

"Yes, when she is injured, the magic power of the Philosopher's Stone will immediately repair her body and even her soul. Even if she takes the potion and is cured by the spell, it will definitely consume the magic power of the Philosopher's Stone—— Because the original function of the Philosopher's Stone is to restore." Colombe explained: "And, if she can absorb the energy of the Philosopher's Stone, why can't she absorb other Power Stones?"

"We'll find a new way. I'm Vistia's godfather, and I won't watch her turn into a Muggle," Colombe said.

The Christmas holiday passed quickly, and Colombe taught Vestia some supposedly more reasonable ways of using magic, which he said would allow her to adapt to the Philosopher's Stone faster.But to put it bluntly, this is just a way to control the output of magic power. Although Vestia doesn't think it is useful, she still promises to use magic power in this way.

Whenever the wand absorbs her magic power, instead of letting the huge magic power rush out of the body, it controls and guides it so that the magic power flows out slowly and in a limited way, and even collides with the magic to produce a stronger magic effect.This is very beneficial for protracted battles, especially when the "ss sidik system formula" which consumes a lot of plug-ins must be used in the battle.

I don't know what kind of negotiation happened between Dumbledore and Ms. Claire during Christmas, but now no one is following them anymore, at least not following them openly.That's good news for House League meetings, they just have to get around the night trainers and Slytherin inspectors.

"Look at this!" James and Sirius walked over with their shoulders crossed.

"A map of Hogwarts," James said, throwing his good friend's arm off in an instant, and he followed Lily obediently.

"Oh!" Sirius rolled his eyes, then imitated James and snuggled up to Vestia, blinking his big watery eyes.

"..." Vestia felt a chill, and couldn't help but push him away: "Merlin, Sirius, do you want me to die here now?"

"He died here? Why did he die here?" Lixis asked puzzled.

"Dude, even I'm disgusted by you!" James shouted loudly, attracting countless curious eyes in the corridor.

"Shut up James!" Sirius glared at him angrily, a suspicious blush appeared on both sides of his cheeks, he changed the subject abruptly: "Today's weather is really sunny."

"I don't think we've seen the sun since the dementors garrisoned around Hogwarts." James continued to argue with him rudely.

"Yes, you are right! Lily's cute cat!" Sirius finally won the verbal victory, and after Lily said that she liked the nickname for James, James finally returned to his docile state .

"Look at this!" Sirius remembered his real purpose, took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, and looked at Vestia mysteriously.

Did he want her to help with the divination class paper?Vestia still asked: "What is this? It looks quite..." She frowned and looked at the parchment carefully: "...It's quite special."

"I solemnly declare that I will do no good." James tapped his wand lightly, and ink immediately spread on the parchment, quickly showing the map of Hogwarts, and then their names appeared on it .

"Oh, that's us, right? In the corridor!" Lily couldn't help exclaiming, as they moved, the names on the map also moved, and they could even see Filch and his friends not far away. The cat is going downstairs.

"The Marauder's Map," Sirius replied. "The Marauder's work."

"Don't tell me you're still using this childish name." Predators?Lily looked back at James menacingly.

"But the name is already well-known. Everyone knows who the predators are. They appear in the dark, hide in corners, and will strike you dead at any time!" James explained, and under Lily's eyes, He compromised: "Well, I promise you, I will never be impulsive again."

"This is really an amazing work." Vestia was already carefully observing the Marauder's Map, and she wanted to study its principle more than its function of showing the location of characters.

"Oh, Vestia, maybe you can add your formula system to this. Right now we just see where the wizards are in Hogwarts, but if we add the formula system, we can even see what they're doing, As long as they use magic." Sirius said excitedly.

"No, I don't agree with this." Vestia couldn't help reminding him: "That way you will invade the privacy of many people, and sometimes they don't want to be seen."

"Yeah, I'm sure you never wanted us to know when you spelled out your pile of smelly socks," James said.

"..." Sirius glared at him.

"Okay, it's a pity we now know." Lily stopped Sirius who was about to rush up and beat James up: "Don't worry, we won't tell anyone else."

Sirius sighed annoyedly, then pointed his wand at the map: "The prank is over." The trace of ink disappeared immediately, turning back into a blank parchment.

"Maybe you can lend me this for a few days, I'm very interested in it, and maybe it can give me new inspiration for wizard guards." Vestia said, "I hope you can explain it to me when you have time." Find out how it works."

"Of course," Sirius said with a gentleman's courtesy: "I am happy to accompany you, this beautiful lady."

"I have to say, this is really very beneficial for us to avoid the night watch team and those Slytherins." Lily said: "Ms. Claire has always wanted to catch us, we must be careful." She turned her head to Jane Mu gave a fierce look: "If I know that you go on a night tour again, I will teach you a lesson that you will never forget."

"Unforgettable? Are you going to get married?" Sirius raised his eyebrows and asked.

His words made James, who was a little scared, immediately regain his spirit: "Oh, Lily, I didn't expect you to love me so much. Don't worry, this lesson will definitely make me unforgettable for the rest of my life."

Lily pushed him away with a blushing face: "If I know that you go on a night tour again, I will never talk to you again!"

Obviously this doesn't sound threatening, because no one would believe that Lily could really ignore James.

The Marauder's Map made by Sirius and James used powerful wizard detection spells. They mapped the terrain of Hogwarts in detail, then connected the parchment to the castle, and detected the surrounding wizards.This kind of spell has been widely used in various defensive spells and confusion spells, but it is the first time to embed it on a map.

"It would be great if we could show the magic supplies, we can quickly find the crown from the Room of Requirement." Vestia said, she always remembered the Horcrux, and finding it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Magic supplies? At least not now, unless they are alive." Sirius shrugged: "Besides, the Room of Requirement does not appear on the Marauder's Map. James and I have tried many times, but there seems to be some kind of magic there Blocking, we can't make it appear on the map."

"Why don't you use your formula to try, isn't the crown enchanted with black magic by Voldemort? Wouldn't it emit magical fluctuations?" Sirius suggested.

"Oh, no, I tried it, it's extremely calm, not as strong as the fluctuations of the magic clock." Vestia immediately rejected this idea, will the Horcrux emit magic fluctuations?Maybe it will, because Harry Potter is a Horcrux itself, so he can sense those Horcruxes.

The horcruxes are mutual induction, maybe when two horcruxes meet, they will attract each other and emit magic waves, because they were originally torn from the same soul, so they will arouse the same induction!Vestia suddenly realized that if two Horcruxes were allowed to meet, maybe they would trigger mutual attraction, and she could detect them.

But where to find another Horcrux?Vestia frowned, she had to do something.

rally accident

The headmaster's office was crammed and filled with various bookshelves. Vestia looked around, wondering why Dumbledore arranged the place in such a way. She hardly had a place to stay.

"Oh, little Vestia, are you looking for me?" The white-bearded old man poked his head out from behind a huge bookshelf, and his white robe was covered with dust.

"Yes, principal, I think I have to talk to you." Vestia stood cautiously against the wall. There were too many books piled up on the shelf in front of her, and it was a little rickety. She suspected that it would not be able to support it at all. How long will it collapse.

"Okay, please sit down." Dumbledore waved his hand, and a low stool rushed over and hit Vestia's leg.

"Oh!" Vestia fell down with an exclamation, just sitting on it, the stool continued to fly, leaped over a large pile of sundries and books, and floated beside Dumbledore.He was sorting out books in a notebook, and there were many notes on the ground. They didn't look like ordinary magic books, and one of them even breathed fire on him.

"Oh," Dumbledore quickly closed the book, put out his burning beard with his sleeve, and said annoyedly, "I haven't cared about them for too long, and they are throwing a fit at me." He looked up at Vestia: "How about a glass of honey juice?"

Along with it, besides a glass of golden yellow liquid, there was also a plate of small biscuits.Vestia immediately remembered the large golden yellow at home this Christmas, and she lost interest in honey juice in an instant: "Thank you." She held the juice in her hand