A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 511: A more pressing future

"Children, it's late, go to bed early." Mrs. Weasley stood in the middle of the living room and gave orders.

"Aunt Molly," Neville asked in a low voice, "when will my parents be back?"

"Don't worry, they are on night shift. If it's too late, they may stay in the safe house outside to rest." Mrs. Weasley's tone softened immediately.

Neville nodded silently, followed Harry and the others upstairs.

…

The bright and clear moon sprinkled silver light on the deep and dense trees and shrubs, casting a large and eerie shadow on the ground, stretching to the tall and neat hedge wall. A very respectable mansion loomed in the darkness. It was Malfoy Manor.

There is a rustle in the air

"It's a peacock raised by Malfoy."

A steady voice said. He glanced warily out of the shadows, and at once saw the source of the sound, a white peacock walking gracefully over the top of the hedge.

The wizard stared at the peacock for a while, then lowered his guard, and spoke to his wife in a low voice.

"We have been staring at it for several days, and I think we can gain something today."

Alice looked at a long, narrow corridor sunken in the middle of the hedge, at the end of which were two magnificent wrought-iron gates. There are wisps of mist in the forest, but when combined with the cool night breeze, it becomes not so pleasing.

"I don't know what Gnar is doing now?" she asked softly.

"Should be asleep by this time." Frank said softly, while holding Alice's cold hand.

At this moment, the air twisted. Accompanied by a soft sound, two figures suddenly appeared. One of them was wearing a long black cloak and a hood, covering his entire face, looking cautious; the other was the exact opposite of him, although the slender wizard was also wearing a hood, but when he first appeared Can't wait to take it off, shake the curly hair casually, and look around.

"Put your hat on," the man growled at his companion.

Bellatrix snorted, "Since when have you been so timid, Lucius? This is your door."

"Of course I'm fine by myself, and it's okay to be seen." Lucius said with suppressed anger, "but if someone finds out that I'm mixed with a fugitive who escaped from Azkaban"

He suddenly stopped talking.

Wand in hand, Bellatrix pointed at him with a sneer.

"Should have shown Narcissa how cowed you were at the party." She mocked, "Don't worry, I'll only stay with you for a few days, and then I'll deal with those stinky giants, Or do you want the Dark Lord to choose someone else?"

"Your order was to support the Carlo brothers and sisters, and I was ordered to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic." Lucius said impatiently, "So don't ask me to do this or that, I won't accompany you." You're crazy"

Bellatrix strode toward the wrought-iron gate alone, her cloak rustling on the floor. A green light flashed, and the white peacock, which was still showing off its power just now, fell from the hedge and lost its vitality.

"Noisy stuff," she said contemptuously.

"Bellatrix!" Lucius screamed.

But her figure had disappeared straight through the wrought iron gate, as if the gate didn't exist. Lucius stopped where he was, panting heavily. After a while, he strode in, and the surroundings regained silence.

Frank looked at his wife worriedly, her fists clenched tightly, her teeth clenched. "That demon...she took twelve years from us..." Alice leaned on her husband's shoulder, sobbing softly.

"Alice, just let her be proud for a while, I promise you, she will pay the price." Frank put his arms around his wife, stared at the black wrought iron gate, and said in a cold tone.

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Early the next morning, Harry watched Sirius hastily had breakfast and was about to go to work with Mr. Weasley, Bill, Percy, and Penello, and he held back what he wanted to say.

As if time had come, the scar on his head had suddenly become amiable after years of tormenting him, but even Harry thought on his knees, knowing that Voldemort couldn't have been kind enough to pass on knowledge to him through his scars.

The barely convincing reason is that Voldemort didn't know about it, and everything was done passively.

But why didn't this happen before? Or, when did it start appearing?

Harry remembered the sudden kiss again. He shook his head vigorously to drive away the messy thoughts in his mind. Even further back, it was when he 'saw' a vision of Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic.

"Molly, Alastor may come over later, he was on the night shift last night." Mr. Weasley reminded.

"Got it, I'll save him some food," said Mrs. Weasley.

Soon, they lined up and left, including Fred and George.

"Uh Professor, aren't you going to work?" Harry looked at Felix.

"I'll be there later," Felix said, "The company's current energy is on the anti-thief waterfall, and I just sorted out its principles yesterday. What, is there something wrong?"

Harry nodded hesitantly.

In fact, he wanted to seek Sirius' opinion more, but now he thinks that a professor is also a suitable candidate. The professor knew that he was troubled by the scar, and taught him Occlumency. Now that the symptoms of the scar have changed, maybe it was as expected by the professor? And he can take the opportunity to ask about the Death Curse, the professor is quite fluent in using this spell...

Felix set up a cot in the study on the third floor. When Harry walked in, before he could see clearly, Felix stretched out his hand and shrunk the cot to the size of a matchbox, and stuffed it into the ring inside.

The study of the Black family has both the function of studying and entertaining distinguished guests. Therefore, in addition to the long desk and the collection of books filling three bookshelves, there is also a small sofa and a wooden coffee table in the corner of the study. The corners of the solid wood coffee table seem to be transformed from a huge tree burl.

"These are magical animals?" Harry looked at the dynamic stick figures on the coffee table with great interest. Various animal shapes were outlined in dark green ink, many of which he could name.

"Yes." Felix did not elaborate. Gather the drawing paper together and tuck it into the ring.

Harry speculated that the professor might be preparing a comic book about magical animals, but he thought it was unlikely, but he would not have guessed that Felix was trying to construct a magic-like talent matching plan for magical animals. .

This can be regarded as one of Felix's reflections on the gains after fighting Voldemort.

In that battle, he didn't transform himself into a bird or snake, mainly because he thought it was too dangerous. Fantastic animals had no advantage in facing Voldemort's Killing Curse, but he was keenly aware that there was something hidden in it. A huge treasure.

Because Felix suddenly discovered that Voldemort didn't seem to understand the transformed state of him and Dumbledore, at least the word Voldemort used to describe this state was "body transformation", which is obviously Salazar Slater Lin's route.

From this, Felix judged that although Voldemort's body may have been modified many times to make himself especially suitable for the dark arts, which may be how his unique Killing Curse came about, Voldemort should not be able to transform into magical animals.

If designed ingeniously enough, this cognitive defect could become Voldemort's death talisman.

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"Professor, when did you learn the Avada Kedavra?" Harry decided to start with a small problem, but Professor Haipu was too perceptive, so he just glanced at him and said half-jokingly: " Why, you also want to learn this spell? You are brave enough."

"It's not that I want to learn, I, uh, I will suddenly." Harry hesitated for a long time, and finally confessed.

Felix looked at him strangely. Could it be that Harry learned the Killing Curse after seeing him use it a few times? He doesn't feel very good, he won't teach bad children, right? But when Harry described his two days' experience, Felix's expression became serious.

This was more serious than he had imagined that Harry might be vengeful and want to learn the Unforgivable Curses in private.

"Follow me." He said in a deep voice.

He took Harry to the small training ground on the fifth floor.

"Use the death curse to see."

Harry did so, and a green light flew from the tip of the staff. The two frowned at the same time.

Harry felt that the spell he cast today was much less powerful. Felix, on the other hand, saw a familiar shadow in the way he cast the spell, which meant that what Harry had said before was true.

And he knows more things, for example, there is a piece of Voldemort's soul hidden in Harry's body, so where does Harry's knowledge come from, is it Voldemort himself, or... that piece of soul?

"When you woke up the night before, you heard some noise in your head?" Felix confirmed.

"Yes, but not soon." Harry replied nervously.

Felix was silent, observing Harry carefully through the magic lens. Even he could only detect a trace of evil magic power under the weakest defense of Harry's brain. , but now he doesn't dare to try it out.

If his guess was right that Harry had inadvertently activated the dormant soul fragment, his doing so now could lead to extremely serious consequences.

"Well," Felix said after thinking for a moment, "try the other two spells, Cruciatus and Imperius, and cast them on me." Seeing Harry's astonished expression, he smiled slightly, "I can still resist these two spells, don't worry about hurting me."

Harry waved his wand nervously, both expecting the spell to succeed and not wishing it to succeed. In the mood of worrying about gains and losses, he failed for granted, Harry turned his head and looked at the professor

"Go on," Felix said quietly.

Harry chanted the spell stiffly, and when the hour passed, he hadn't managed a single one.

"You have to show some determination."

"Say the Unforgivable Curse in your face, Professor? I can't do that," Harry murmured.

Thereupon, he 'saw' Voldemort standing in front of him, staring at him with scarlet eyes, which made him startled.

"Go on," said Voldemort.

This time Harry found the status very quickly, even though he only knew the spell, even though no one taught him, even though... But he succeeded. Harry looked dazed and stunned; he seemed to have mastered the three Unforgivable Curses all at once.

How did this happen?

On the other side, Felix fell into deep thought.

"Professor?" Harry asked uneasily, ""

"It's possible." Felix said, "You don't have to worry. From your description, Occlumency is effective, so the training in this area cannot be stopped... I will tell Deng about your situation. Bullido, maybe he can see something."

Dumbledore's reaction was faster than expected, almost as soon as the notification was sent, he appeared immediately.

He inquired about Harry's feelings in detail, and in the end he wanted to leave two memories of Harry's 'seeing' Voldemort in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, and the memory of him releasing the Death Curse for the first time.

Afterwards, Harry was sent away, leaving only the two of them in the small training ground on the fifth floor.

"Albus, do you think" Felix said hesitantly.

"I don't know," Dumbledore shook his head. "Maybe it's just a pure coincidence. I can come up with more than one reasonable explanation. For example, the Potter family has an ancient heritage, and Harry may have inherited this talent; or Voldemort did transfer part of his power to Harry back then, which contributed to his current changes..."

"However," he said solemnly, "there may also be the influence of the Horcrux itself. We have ignored a question before, that is, which Horcrux did Voldemort resurrect with the help of power?"

With which Horcrux? Naturally... Huh?

Felix pondered what the words meant.

Theoretically speaking, a wizard only needs one horcrux. This horcrux can be used as an anchor point in the real world after the wizard dies, allowing the wizard's remnant soul to reside in the world. But Voldemort's insanity created multiple Horcruxes, which raised the question of which Horcruxes were actually functioning when he died.

You know, Harry is also a Horcrux, and he also has the function of keeping Voldemort's remnant soul alive.

Of course, Harry is not a qualified Horcrux, or rather, it was not a Horcrux that Voldemort intentionally created. It is not impossible that Harry will be needed to maintain Voldemort's remnant soul, but it is also very small, with other Horcruxes ahead.

But the problem is, long before Voldemort was resurrected, his Horcruxes were destroyed one by one.

The diary is the first;

The crown is the second, followed by the locket, and the big snake that followed Voldemort. There are four Horcruxes in total. Wait

"Is the locket destroyed?" Felix confirmed.

When he delivered Slytherin's locket to Dumbledore, it was still intact.

"I kept it, and originally planned to analyze the Horcrux." Dumbledore shook his head lightly, "but I found another Horcrux, which is a ring that has been passed down from generation to generation by Voldemort's mother. Voldemort is on it A vicious curse was cast, and I almost fell for it, thanks to your amulet for warning..."

"Is that so." Felix nodded, there were still four pieces, but the order of destruction changed to diary, crown, serpent and ring. And Dumbledore still has a complete Horcrux locket in his hand.

That's five, including Harry, it's six...

"If Voldemort had even a shred of reason, he would have divided his soul into nine pieces"

"I personally prefer the number 'seven'," Dumbledore nodded slightly, "Although I haven't got conclusive evidence yet, I almost have a clue."

"Need help?" Felix asked.

"Ah, I can still handle it, with Harry helping me... If the persuasion team is too exaggerated, it may scare my old friend away." Dumbledore said pleasantly.

Felix continued to think.

If the diary was the first horcrux to function before, then after the diary is destroyed, a new horcrux must start to function, such as the crown. And after the diadem was destroyed, it was the turn of the snake and the ring, until now transferred to the locket or another unknown Horcrux.

But the above is the ideal state.

What if Harry, the 'half Horcrux', also participated in the middle stage? There must be a connection between the sub-soul and the main soul, so when will this connection be the greatest?

Of course it is when the horcrux keeps the main soul alive.

This also explains the increasing frequency of scar pain before Harry learned Occlumency. Because his horcrux started to work!

"Albus, do you think that piece of soul in Harry's body will 'resuscitate'?" This is what Felix is ​​most worried about~IndoMTL.com~It is unlikely, "Dumbledore Shaking his head, "The function of a Horcrux is never revival, let alone a piece of it can't do anything... But, no one knows what the consequences of making a living person into a Horcrux are, not even Voldemort himself. "

"Horcruxes themselves have extremely strong characteristics, but they are not reflected in Harry. All this shows that living Horcruxes are special." Dumbledore was silent for a moment, "I'm worried that Harry is 'digesting' Horcruxes, or fused with Voldemort's soul fragments."

Felix raised his head in astonishment, but had to admit that there was such a possibility, and he began to think about countermeasures.

"Occlumency can relieve this symptom."

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"Also," Felix's blue eyes began to flicker, "We can't afford to wait ten years. Harry can't afford to wait, and must solve Voldemort's trouble within a year or two. The sooner the better!"

"This is precisely the most difficult thing," said Dumbledore softly.