After Harry pushed open the door to the principal's office, Ryan looked at the office and found that everything was the same as before. The starry black night sky outside the window added a sense of tranquility to the room.
Dumbledore is now sitting behind his desk reviewing a lot of documents. Ryan feels that the principal is in good spirits now, but he looks a little tired. Think about it, no matter how powerful Professor Dumbledore is, he is still a centenarian.
If you don't know magic, it would be a miracle that a person of this age can take care of himself.
Even though the lifespan of people in the magical world has been greatly increased, certain laws of nature still cannot be defied. In such a tense situation, as the greatest white wizard, there are too many things that he needs to deal with every day. As a man who is over a hundred years old,
Old man, it's normal for Dumbledore to look a little tired.
"Ah, it turns out it's you!" Dumbledore raised his head and moved his eyes from the documents to Ryan and the others, "What's wrong with coming so late?"
"Sir - I got it. I got Slughorn's memory with the help of Ryan and the others." Harry took out a small glass bottle and showed it to Dumbledore. The principal was stunned for a moment, and then a smile spread across his face.
."Harry, this is exciting news! It's great! I know you can do it!"
After saying that, Dumbledore stood up, turned behind the seat, took out the pensieve from the cabinet, and put it on the table. Then he poured all the memories in Harry's bottle into it. "Now, we are finally going to see...
"
Then Dumbledore waved to the three people standing in front of the desk. "By the way, you all come over and take a look. This is very important to all of us..."
Both Ryan and Hermione were using the Pensieve for the first time. Fortunately, Harry had previously described to them how he used the Pensieve and how he felt when using it. So Ryan took Hermione's hand and leaned forward together, and then took a deep dive at the same time.
He took a deep breath and plunged into the silver substance.
They felt as if they were floating, just like the previous random space teleportation, falling somewhere through the rotating darkness. The only difference was that there was no feeling of being squeezed or even oppressed on their bodies. Suddenly, they
I found myself in a room.
Soon, Dumbledore and Harry also appeared next to the two people. They looked at Slughorn, who was much younger than he is now in this room, with thick and shiny straw-colored hair and a ginger mustache.
Sitting in a comfortable winged armchair, with his feet resting on a large velvet cushion, he held a small glass of wine in one hand and picked through a box of pineapple preserves with the other. Six or seven teenage boys gathered around
Sitting next to Slughorn, including Voldemort who was still called Tom at the time, Ryan recognized the gold ring inlaid with the Resurrection Stone shining on his hand.
It can be seen that Slughorn was very optimistic about Voldemort, because Ryan saw him swearing to Voldemort. "——I believe you will be promoted to Minister of Magic within twenty years. Maybe only fifteen years, if you often
If you send me pineapple preserves, I have strong connections in the ministry."
"What a disgusting reality." Ryan heard Hermione beside him mutter in a low voice. For someone like her with a bit of idealism, seeing such a naked transaction would always make her feel a little uncomfortable.
Also dissatisfied with this situation was the young Voldemort, who was still called Tom Riddle. He said when the laughter of other boys died down. "I don't know if politics is suitable for me, sir. First of all, I don't have it."
background."
The two boys next to him looked at each other and smiled. Ryan felt that at this time, Tom Riddle had spread the news that his ancestor was Salazar Slytherin through some means. Undoubtedly, the boys who were laughing knew that they
The leader has a distinguished ancestor.
"What are you saying?" Slughorn said cheerfully. As a member of one of the 28 pure-blood families, he can tell the family background of a student from a person's habits. And Tom Riddle knew that he was a Slytherin.
The descendant's heartfelt identification with pure-bloodism and the pure-blood family style he learned from his Slytherin classmates clearly made Slughorn think that he was of noble birth. "A talent like yours must come from your body.
We are a wizarding family, this much is clear. You have a bright future, Tom, I have never missed a student before."
At this moment, the small golden clock on Slughorn's desk struck eleven, and he began to drive the students away. "Oh my God, it's time already? It's time to go, kids, or we'll be in trouble."
Lestrange, your paper is due tomorrow or you'll be put in solitary confinement. The same goes for you, Avery."
The boys began to line up to leave the office. Slughorn stood up to clean up, but there was some movement behind him. When he turned around, he found that Riddle was still standing there.
"Hurry up, Tom, you don't want to be caught outside when lights out, you are a prefect..."
"Sir, I want to ask you something."
"Then ask quickly, kid, ask quickly..."
"Sir, I would like to ask you if you know... Horcruxes."
After hearing this sentence, Ryan and the others were refreshed at the same time. Because they knew that the content they needed most was about to appear. Everyone adjusted their state and concentrated on listening to every next word.
Slughorn glared at the young Voldemort, stroking the stem of the glass absentmindedly with his fat fingers. "The subject of Defense Against the Dark Arts, right?" But the four people here could see that Slughorn knew that this was not the case.
School homework.
"No, sir, I don't quite understand what I saw in the book." Riddle vividly performed the image of a man who knew nothing about such evil magic props but was extremely eager to learn.
Slughorn was deceived by this illusion, and he said to Riddle seriously. "Well...yeah...it's hard to find a book at Hogwarts that introduces Horcruxes in detail, Tom. That's very evil."
Something very evil."
"But you obviously know a lot, sir? I mean, a wizard like you - I'm sorry, I mean, if you can't tell me, obviously - I just know that if anyone can tell me, it's you -
So I just wanted to ask—"
"You really can grasp people's hearts." Ryan sighed. Slughorn is a person who likes others to praise him, and this kind of casual compliment just scratches Slughorn's itch. From Riddle, this is just right.
Ryan could feel that he might have been planning this matter for a long time, and he might even have spent several weeks practicing it in front of the mirror. From this aspect, it can also be seen that this issue is very important to him.
"Well," Slughorn said, not looking at Riddle, but playing with the ribbon on the box of pineapple preserves Riddle gave him, "of course, it wouldn't hurt to give you a brief introduction.
, just to let you understand this term. Horcrux refers to an object that hides part of a person's soul."
But I don't quite understand what's going on, sir." Riddle said, but the four people who were looking at this memory at the same time felt the excitement underneath Riddle's calm surface.
"That is, you split your soul," Slughorn said, "and hide part of it in something outside your body. That way, even if your body is attacked or destroyed, you can't die.
Because there is still a part of the soul left in the world, unharmed. But, of course, it is very bad to exist in this form, and few people want to do that, Tom, very few. It would be better to die."
Professor Slughorn's admonition is absolutely heartfelt and very correct. While traveling to so many worlds, Ryan also asked countless powerful people about various knowledge about spiritual practice. The path of spiritual practice for each powerful person is different.
are different, but without exception they all emphasize the importance of soul integrity.
However, Voldemort at this time may not know this, or he may think that he is the most special person and will not be affected by the negative effects of Horcruxes. Therefore, after hearing Slughorn talk about Horcruxes, he showed his greed.
His expression could no longer hide his desire.
"People should be the masters of power, not enslaved by power. At the same time, they must remain humble on the road to seeking power, and never think that they are the chosen one." Ryan whispered to himself in his heart, Voldemort,
The lessons learned from the negative cases were so profound that he felt that he could learn a lot of experiences and lessons from this matter.