Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 1398 Unbearable Weight

  Underage wizards are not easy to be trusted, and it is not without reason. Most students are indeed unreliable. This has something to do with their long-term living in an ivory tower like Hogwarts.

  When Albert returned to the shelter, the hall was full of busy people, which looked extremely lively.

   Among the crowd, Kingsley was directing everyone to clean up and arrange the scene of the Christmas ball, and the efficiency was higher than Albert expected.

   "Are you staying for dinner later?"

  When Harry was covering the round table with a tablecloth, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Albert, so he dropped his work and came over to talk to him, as if he had something on his mind and wanted to talk to him.

   "I'll come over and have a look, by the way..."

  Albert walked to a Christmas tree and piled up all the remaining Christmas presents in the non-traceable stretch bag under the Christmas tree.

   “…give them some Christmas presents.”

   "Christmas presents! By the way, is there any for me?" Harry asked, picking up a Christmas present.

   "Yes, two for each person. Well, the remaining gifts should be enough."

   "That's great, they all have to thank you. It's unimaginable Christmas without a Christmas gift." Harry tilted his head to the side and suggested, "Shall we go over there and talk?"

   As they spoke, the two walked out of the hall, and after passing through the corridor, they turned directly into a very remote room.

   "I can control Fiendfire now," Harry said in a low voice.

   "Relying on Felicia?"

   Albert is not surprising, the essence of Felicia is to improve the user's potential abilities in all aspects.

   "Yes, I took Felix Felicia, and I managed to control Fiercefire very easily." Harry said calmly, "I practiced according to your notes for a long time, but I couldn't succeed, and then..."

   "How many times have you taken Felicia?" Albert asked suddenly.

"What?"

   "You have taken Felicia several times." Albert repeated.

   "Three or four times."

  Harry doesn't remember too much, anyway, it's not too many times.

  He seemed to realize something, and quickly explained, "I'm taking a very small dose, so it shouldn't happen..."

   "Are you going to start acting?"

  Albert didn't pay attention to Harry's argument, and asked suddenly.

  This time it was Harry who kept silent, the meaning was obvious.

   "It doesn't hurt to practice again, you only have one chance." Albert reminded, "I don't deny that Felicia Potion is very effective, but I don't think it will definitely help you."

"Why?"

"For you, the more powerful the wizard, the better the effect of the Felicity Potion, and the higher the success rate." Albert reminded, "So, you must succeed in one go. Before that, you need to Replay to avoid mistakes during the period.”

"this…"

  Harry opened his mouth slightly.

   "I think Albert is right, we have to be fully prepared."

  Hermione's voice sounded from outside the room, along with Ron.

   "Harry, Sirius is looking for you." Ron said suddenly.

   "What does Sirius want from me?" Harry asked, taking a deep breath.

   "He didn't say." Ron shrugged.

   "Okay, I see." Harry and Ron left.

   "What's wrong?" Albert asked Hermione.

   "I think Harry is looking for death." Hermione looked at Harry's leaving back, looked sideways at Albert, and said firmly, "You must know the reason, right?"

   "Why do you ask?"

   "I have a hunch, anyway..."

  Hermione seemed to want to say something, but couldn't express it in words for a while.

   "You really want to know?" Albert looked into Hermione's eyes and asked calmly, "It doesn't mean anything to you or Harry, and are you really ready to bear this secret?"

   "I want to know." Hermione said seriously.

   "Are you sure? That's probably too heavy for you to bear." Albert reconfirmed, "Besides, I think Harry probably doesn't want you to know these secrets."

  At this moment, Hermione hesitated.

"I would like to know."

   she said finally.

   "Well, Harry is a Horcrux."

   Albert's words exploded in Hermione's mind like thunder.

   "How come?" Hermione murmured.

"He can read the memory of the mysterious person." Albert reminded, "That scar probably hides a small fragment of the soul, but it is also a Horcrux, and Harry is probably aware of this. The words of the mysterious man..."

   "So, Harry... will die!"

  Hermione covered her cheeks with her hands, already sobbing.

   "Yes, Harry will die. I think he has probably opened the Snitch and found the resurrection stone hidden inside." Albert said softly, "So, Harry is ready to face death."

  Looking at the sobbing girl, Albert didn't feel any guilt. After all, curiosity always needs to pay a price.

   "That's why I said this is a burden you can't bear."

   "But why did you tell me?"

   "Isn't that what you want to know?" Albert asked back.

  Hermione was speechless for a moment.

   "You'd better not tell anyone, because it won't do anyone else any good." Albert reminded, "And you'd better not try to stop it, it doesn't make any sense."

   "Why can you say these words so coldly." Hermione looked at Albert with red eyes.

"Why, you have to ask Dumbledore about this, because I am only responsible for telling him the secret." Albert took out a handkerchief and handed it to Hermione, "Also, you are as self-willed as a child now. In your The moment you set foot on the hunt for Horcruxes, you should be ready to die on the road."

   Hermione was speechless.

   "As I said just now, you will regret it, look, regret it." Albert said softly, "This is the weight of the truth, and you can't bear it at all, you are too fragile."

   "You're... nasty," Hermione said, biting her lower lip.

   "Bad? This is your own choice, isn't it?" Albert reminded, "Okay, now you should pretend that you don't know anything, and then cheer up."

"you…"

   "My own choice, even with tears in my eyes, I have to keep going." Albert said calmly.

   "Is there really no other way?"

"have no idea."

"What's the meaning?"

   "It seems that you haven't suffered enough yet." Albert shook his head and said, "Of course, if you want to know, I don't mind telling you."

   "Then say..." Hermione hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to listen to Albert's solution.

   "Let the mysterious man kill Harry, maybe Harry has a chance to survive." Albert said in a word, "As for how high the probability is, I don't know, because no one has tried."

  Hermione opened her mouth wide and stood there stupidly.

   "Are you going to tell Harry?" Albert reminded as if he could see through Hermione's mind, "I suggest you not to do that. Of course, you can also tell Harry about it, that is your own choice."

   "This is all Dumbledore..."

   "Yes, Dumbledore's plan." Albert said with a smile, "Is it a bit subverting your perception of Dumbledore?"

   "So, sometimes knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."

   "Hermione, what's wrong with you?" Ron didn't see Hermione in the hall, so he looked for her.

   "It's nothing, we just chatted about some sad things." Hermione lied, "My family will probably never return to England."

   "Don't worry, you still have me and Harry." Ron comforted.

   "Thank you, Ron." Hermione put the handkerchief back into her pocket directly, and left with Ron.

   "Woman!"

   Albert shook his head and walked towards the hall.

  (end of this chapter)