Who made them still speculate and speculate on the whereabouts of the remaining two Horcruxes?
As for the major task of destroying the Horcrux, it is an almost impossible task for Harry now.
After all, the enemy is the famous Dark Lord, and he is just Potter, Harry Potter.
What's more, how could Voldemort easily let others know his fatal weakness.
Harry had thought more than once that he might need to spend several years, or even longer, searching for the whereabouts of the Horcruxes, and that he might even have to realize that he would never find the Horcruxes until his death.
Thinking of that terrible situation, Harry felt inexplicably anxious and frightened.
He really couldn't imagine what Britain would look like under Voldemort's control, and how they would struggle to survive under the pursuit of Voldemort and Death Eaters.
Once time passes, can you continue to persevere?
Will Ron and Hermione be willing to continue searching for Horcruxes with him?
What if they get tired of living that way?
In the end, he was left alone to search for the Horcruxes. Harry couldn't imagine what it would be like.
Although he had long made up his mind to use his remaining time to destroy Voldemort, he actually didn't know if he could hold on.
One year, two years, or even longer.
Can he hold on? Harry actually doesn't know.
Although Albert had said that the Second Wizarding War would not last long, Harry had no confidence that he would find the Horcruxes in a short time.
"Don't worry Harry, it won't be any worse than it is now."
Noticing the change in expression on Harry's face, Hermione comforted softly, "Even if we really can't find the two Horcruxes, Albert will definitely help, so there's no need to worry, just go ahead and do it!"
"I know what to do."
Harry nodded slightly towards Ron and Hermione. He knew very well that worrying about too many things would make him constrained.
"It would be nice if Anderson could help us directly."
Ron felt that with Albert's help, they might be able to solve Voldemort's Horcrux problem within a year, and push Voldemort back into the coffin and nail the coffin boards so that he would never have the chance to resurrect and climb out.
"Stop daydreaming." Hermione was amused by Ron's childish thoughts.
If Albert could really find the Horcrux, there would be no need for them to worry here. I'm afraid the Horcrux would have been destroyed long ago, and the mysterious man would be killed as well.
"I didn't say..." Ron wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Harry.
"I know what you mean, but Albert has his own things to do, and it is impossible for him to lead us to find Horcruxes. Moreover, he is too dazzling and can easily attract Voldemort's attention." Harry did not expect Albert.
Te will take them to search for Horcruxes. He knows very well that they are the most suitable ones because they have no sense of existence and will not attract Voldemort's special attention.
Harry actually knew that Albert had been helping them.
"The current headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix still has the relics left by Dumbledore to us." Hermione reminded, "It's just that many people subconsciously ignore it."
Ron opened his mouth slightly, unable to refute at all.
"What do you think Dumbledore left for me in the Golden Snitch?" Harry quickly changed the subject to avoid Ron's embarrassment.
After saying that, he took out the Golden Snitch that Dumbledore left for him from the deformed lizard skin bag.
"I remember Albert saying that it doesn't make sense for you to open the Golden Snitch now." Hermione took the Golden Snitch from Harry, inspected it carefully, and handed it to Ron next to her.
"Perhaps, it is some kind of secret weapon used to deal with mysterious people, to be used at critical moments." Ron took it from Hermione's hand, picked it up and shook it. There was no sound, and then returned the Golden Snitch to Harry.
profit.
Harry took the Golden Snitch from Ron and played with it gently, thinking about various possibilities. The Golden Snitch was only small in size and could not hold much.
"But Ron is right, maybe this is a secret weapon prepared for me." Harry knew very well that even if the Horcrux was destroyed, someone would still need to kill Voldemort.
Normally, when he goes to duel with Voldemort, he is definitely seeking death, but there are also unusual situations.
"Definitely not. I really can't imagine that there is any little thing that can help you kill the mysterious man." Hermione suggested, "If you really want to know, you can ask Albert directly. That would be faster and unnecessary.
Spend your brain cells thinking about these issues."
Harry didn't answer and suddenly asked, "I remember you once said that the Golden Snitch can identify the first person who touches it with his hands."
"Yes, before the Golden Snitch was released, his bare skin had not been touched, not even by the maker. They all wore gloves to prevent any disputes when catching the ball." Hermione nodded and said, "I dare you.
Said that Dumbledore must have cast a spell on the Golden Snitch to make her..."
"What were Dumbledore's last words for us?" Harry vaguely caught something and continued to ask.
Hermione took out a notebook from her handbag, turned to a certain page and read out the contents of the note: "What I left to Harry James Potter was his first Quidditch participation at Hogwarts.
A golden snitch caught during a competition to remind him of the rewards of perseverance and skill.."
"First Quidditch match?" Harry repeated in a low voice, "I remember..."
"You almost swallowed the Golden Snitch!" Ron finished Harry's words excitedly.
"Yes, the first thing that touched the Snitch was not his hand, but..." Harry said, bringing the Snitch to his mouth and kissing it, but there was still no reaction from the Snitch.
This couldn't help but make Harry feel frustrated, disappointed and depressed.
"No, look Harry, there's writing on the Golden Snitch." Hermione exclaimed in surprise.
"What!"
Harry and Ron immediately approached Hermione, and they discovered that the surface of the smooth Golden Snitch actually had words engraved on it. It was Dumbledore's handwriting: I will open it at the end.
"I open it at the end... open it at the end?" Harry repeated again, looking sideways at Hermione and Ron: "Do you know what this means?"
Both of them shook their heads, looking confused.
"What a group of guys with bad personalities who always like to play charades with others." Harry couldn't help complaining.
"This is probably because the time for Albert to say it hasn't come yet!" Hermione felt that it wasn't that Albert didn't tell them, but that it wasn't appropriate.
"What if the time comes and I still can't figure out how to open it?" Harry complained: "Will Albert tell me how to open it?"
"Maybe, probably..."
Hermione and Ron looked at each other, they also hated the Riddler.
"Okay, I believe that the relics Dumbledore left us have their uses." Harry picked up "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" on the table, turned to Hermione and asked, "Would you translate the story of the three brothers?"
Is it over? Is it any different from the version told by others?”
"There are indeed some differences, but the content is actually the same."
Recently, the three of them have also collected several versions of "The Story of Three Brothers".
"I remember Albert saying..."
"This story is true."
"What do you think Dumbledore wants to tell us through "The Tales of Beedle the Bard"?" Harry looked at Hermione and Ron. He didn't know much about wizards' fairy tales. "Tell me about it, maybe we can
Can understand the true meaning of the book left by Dumbledore."
I have been too busy during the Chinese New Year recently, so I apologize for the update, it should be ready in a few days.
