"I feel like I drank the water of life and death."
Ron's words left Charles confused.
"Last night," Ron explained, "after drinking the soup you made, I found that I slept very comfortably."
Charles blinked, how could he still be like this?
He looked around at the people who had supper together last night. Everyone else shook their heads.
"Is that so?" Charles held his chin in thought, "When did you come to me when you had insomnia?"
Ron immediately shook his head: "No, it's too expensive."
Charles just smiled.
At this time, Harry said to Charles angrily: "I think Professor Quirrell is targeting you."
Charles stopped his dinner and asked him doubtfully: "Why do you think so?"
There is a wireless link between Harry and Voldemort. Charles wonders whether he senses Voldemort's malice towards him?
"Isn't it?" Harry said angrily, "He actually punished you in solitary confinement today just because you entered the classroom with your left foot."
When Charles saw that this was what he was talking about, he said: "It's okay, the professor was joking. He asked me to help him organize the lesson plans."
After a month of hard work, he finally sorted out all the curse materials prepared by Voldemort. Following this, Professor Quirrell's teaching level improved significantly.
Now Professor Quirrell's lectures have become very organized. Just follow the content on the curse card and add some demonstrations and learning of defensive spells. It is much better than the dry reading before.
Percy and other fifth-year students who will take the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination next June breathed a sigh of relief. The professor is reliable and there is hope for the exam.
Charles felt that after finishing the cases in a certain peacock's book in the next month, he might be able to create a set of Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching materials.
After dinner, Charles arrived at Professor Quirrell's office. A tall stack of Gilderoy Lockhart's books was already prepared on the small table.
Voldemort is a little abnormal these days, maybe because he is possessed by Hermione. He is flipping through books every night, as if he is looking for something.
That night, when the confinement was about to end, Charles suddenly asked Voldemort: "Professor Quirrell, do you know about Horcruxes?"
Voldemort suddenly raised his head, looking at Charles more seriously than ever before, and then asked: "Why do you ask such a question?"
He marveled in his heart, good guy, he noticed the Horcrux in the first grade, how can he still get it when he grows up?
Charles looked puzzled and asked with the excuse he had been thinking about for a long time: "I read in the book that making a Horcrux requires splitting a piece of one's soul. I was wondering, what would it feel like after the soul is split? Oil painting
The people inside seem to be alive, are they also Horcruxes?"
Voldemort looked at him for a while and made sure that he did not have a panic expression and that he really wanted to ask and was not an undercover agent sent by Dumbledore before he answered: "Paintings are not Horcruxes, they are false souls."<
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He glanced at the book in front of him and continued: "If the soul is a book, then the false soul of the oil painting is a copy of part of the content of the book, and it is not an exact same book."
"If a person does not become a ghost after death, the soul will disappear, and there will be no books to copy and no oil paintings to draw."
"The split soul..." Voldemort thought for a moment before continuing, "The soul is far more mysterious and powerful than we know."
"If the soul is divided, there will still be a special connection between them."
After finishing speaking, he tore the two books in front of him into pieces, mixed them together, then took out his wand and used the repair spell to restore them, and got back two more books.
After the demonstration, Voldemort continued: "It is precisely because the same soul is connected to each other after being divided, so when the human body dies, the soul will be pulled by the divided soul fragments instead of falling into the abyss of death."
"As long as the Horcrux is still there and the soul fragments in the Horcrux are still there, a person will not die. Even if his body has decayed, his soul is still alive and he only needs to find a new body."
Charles nodded and said: "So that's it. I wonder if I can still receive the original pension insurance after changing my body."
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"Ghosts have no bodies." Voldemort continued regardless of any pension insurance, "but they still have memories of their lives. Do you know what this means?"
Charles thought for a moment and replied: "Memory, the soul is the carrier of memory."
Voldemort said with satisfaction: "Yes, the memories of stupid Muggle serious people are carried by the brain, haha..."
"The soul carries a person's memory. If you consciously split your soul, you will be prepared first to prevent yourself from losing that part of the memory."
"However, some people have their souls split due to accidents, and without preparation, they lose that part of their memory, just like a book that has many pages suddenly torn out. Maybe the lost part is still recorded in the catalog, and other pages
Maybe that part will be mentioned, but I can’t find the details anyway.”
"The connection between the soul and the fragment...Theoretically, it will give people the feeling that something is calling them from afar."
Charles asked again: "Then will the soul fragments have independent consciousness, for example, like a plant growing into a big tree from a branch, and finally becoming another self?"
This question made Voldemort silent, and he thought for a long time before answering: "I don't know, there are very few people who make Horcruxes, and no one has studied this issue."
After thanking Charles, he nodded thoughtfully, understanding what Voldemort said.
He thought that the reason that might have caused him to travel through time was probably not a good thing. For this reason, his soul was seriously damaged and part of his memory was lost.
And I have never had that feeling of being called. I am afraid that the lost part of my soul is already dead, or it may have stayed in my hometown and not come with me.
The old man and the Sorting Hat said that there was huge pain deep in his heart, maybe it was caused by damage to his soul.
But Charles still had a question, so he asked: "Professor Quirrell, are the patron saints of the Patronus Charm all animals? Will there be humans?"
Voldemort's answer surprised him: "A patron saint of humans? Some wizards in Japan have summoned them. They call this humanoid patron saint...'the soul behind'...that's probably what it means. It's said to be born from a wizard."
I have been protecting him since the beginning."
Charles nodded silently, and the term "spirit behind the scenes" seemed acceptable.
But the problem is, you can tell that your patron saint is a ship girl without coloring it, so what the hell is that?
He finally decided to give up thinking, and the real headache would be the Dementors.