I became Harry Potter's brother at the beginning

Lily who came in before is gone, she should have gone to the girl's dormitory.

Hill saw an intersection ahead, where there were two stairs, one leading to the left and the other to the right, with the letters "M" and "W" on them, which should be the entrance to the dormitory.

After waiting for a while in the common room, Hill waited until Terry, and it seemed that he also passed smoothly.

"Wow, it's really cool here!"

Obviously, Terry was very satisfied with this place. He walked around the common room several times before stopping, with an excited expression on his face. Thinking of living here in the future, he was looking forward to the next life.

"Terry, let's go and take a look in the dormitory. I'm so sleepy, I want to take a rest and get a good night's sleep."

Hill yawned. There were too many things that happened that day. After the initial excitement and anticipation passed, all that remained was exhaustion.

"Aw~Aw~"

Kaka opened his eyes. It has been sleeping since the Sorting Ceremony, and it is only now waking up.

"No problem, I'll give you something to eat later, hold on for a while!"

Kaka just ate one meal in the morning, and now it is already starving. Hill has no doubts that if he doesn't feed Kaka again, Kaka will definitely crawl on his face in the middle of the night without hesitation, and then die on his face. His face leaves an impressionism!

Walking up the spiral staircase with Terry, they came to an aisle, where there were many rooms, and some of the doors were wide open, which should be the dormitory for their freshmen.

Hill walked to the door of a room, and a piece of paper was pasted on the black door, with a few names neatly written on it:

Terry Boot
Hill Fox

anthony goldstein

michael kona

It seems that Hill will live with three other boys in the future.

Entering the room, they saw their bunks: four four-poster beds, draped with crimson flannel drapes, four-posters covered with sky-blue silk eiderdowns, and the sound of the wind blowing through the windows was breathtaking. feel very relaxed.Their boxes had already been brought up, except Hill's, whose luggage was in his pocket.

Hill's bed was the one closest to the window, and he could see the various grounds of the school from his bed: the Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch pitch and the herb garden.

Putting Kaka on the bed, Hill took out the small cloth bag and took out all the luggage.Of course, it was inevitable to explain the function of this bag to Terry, and Terry showed an envious look on his face.

Indeed, having such a thing really saves a lot of things.

After putting away all the luggage, books and other things were placed on a small bookshelf next to the bed, Hill took out a small white bowl, a small white cup and a pack of Kaka's food.

Putting the small bowl and cup in a corner, Hill poured a little pet food into the bowl, then took out his wand and waved it lightly.

"Clear water is like a spring!"

A large ball of water appeared out of nowhere, and Hill waved his wand to split the water into two halves, and then controlled them to flow into the bowl and the cup respectively.The whole process was clean and neat, without any mistakes.

"Ow~"

Kaka jumped off the bed, cheered and rushed to the food, it was really hungry.

Sitting on the bed, watching Kaka gobble up something, a smile appeared on the corner of Hill's mouth.

"Oh! Merlin! Your move just now is so handsome!" Terry obviously also saw the process of Hill using the spell. With such proficient operation and fine control, he was only in a few outstanding moves. I have seen it in wizards, and the youngest of those wizards is over 20 years old, fully twice the age of Hill!
"It's not bad, it's good to be proficient. It was a mess at the beginning." Hill shrugged. In fact, he hadn't practiced it a few times. Not bad, these are more like talents.

Watching Kaka finish the food, Hill waved his wand again, "clean up", and the bowls and cups became clean.This is the benefit of the spell, which saves a lot of things.

Hill dragged out a large box from under the bed, which was filled with thick cushions. This was Kaka's bed.

Kaka jumped into the box consciously, rolled over, stretched, and groaned comfortably.

"Ow~"

"Good night, Kaka." Hill waved his hand, then pushed the box under the bed.

After taking off the shoes, Hill's foot no longer hurts. It's really amazing. At that time, the pain was as if it was broken.After using "clean up" several times to himself, Hill lazily lay on the bed and covered his body with the quilt.He was so sleepy that he said "good night" to Terry and closed his eyes.

What happened that day flashed before his eyes one by one, meeting Neville and others, looking for Neville's toad, talking with ghosts, being hit by a sword during sorting, Snape's resentful eyes, Robert's respect ...

With a soft sigh of relief, Hill went to sleep.

"Hey, my dear little master, I have something to tell you, it's very important!"

Booker's voice suddenly rang in Hill's mind, with an urgent tone.It's rare to disturb Hill's sleep because of one thing, there should be something important to say.

"Well, tell me, I'm listening." Hill shook his head, temporarily driving away the drowsiness, he was almost falling asleep just now.If there is no suitable reason, he doesn't mind taking Booker out and giving him a good fix.

"My dear little master, I just contacted a few old friends of mine. Unfortunately, the broken cups and rotten boxes are no longer here. They are just like the book said, and they are no longer in Hogwarts. I I remember many years ago when I was first created, I stayed in Hogwarts for a while. At that time, I became familiar with them. They all called me the boss because I was smarter than them. I was ..."

Booker is an unreliable guy, one of his inherent attributes is talkativeness, he likes to talk a lot of nonsense, and often brags about the glorious deeds of the year, and it takes a long time to get to the point.

"Say the point!"

"Aren't I talking about the point? I was..."

Hill grinned. He grabbed Booker from under the pillow, and then, under the cover of the quilt, he grabbed Booker's front and back covers and yanked them fiercely in different directions!
"what!!!!!"

"Say the point!"

Ignoring Booker's screams, Hill repeated what he had just said.

"I got it! Lighten up! I got it!"

Hill nodded in satisfaction, let go of his hand, and stuffed Booker back under the pillow. With this lesson, he must know what to do.

"The cup and the locket are gone, you saw that stupid sword, there is something wrong with the crown, this time the problem is related to the crown!"

What Booker is talking about is the Ravenclaw Diadem, a diadem made by Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, who enchanted it to increase the wisdom of the wearer .Her diadem was then stolen by her daughter Helena Ravenclaw, who hoped it would make her wiser!

A tragedy followed. Baro, who was sent by the dying Rowena to find Helena, lost his patience, killed Helena and then committed suicide. Rowena also died of illness soon after, and the crown was lost in Albania In a big tree in the forest.

Later, Voldemort, who was helped by Helena, got the crown, and made it into a Horcrux and hid it in the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts, which is a room that can't even be displayed on the Marauder's Map!

As one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, the diadem was finally burned by Fiendfire unleashed by Draco's follower, Crabbe.From then on, there is no such thing as a Ravenclaw's diadem in the world!
"What do you mean? Isn't that Voldemort's Horcrux?"

Booker's voice was a little hesitant, as if he was a bit worried, and he said slowly: "I know that the cup, the crown and the locket were all destroyed in the end, and I also know that if they are not destroyed, Voldemort will not die completely. But, after all, they are old friends for so many years, I wonder if I can find a way to save them."

"How to save it? It's a horcrux. It contains fragments of Voldemort's soul. If he doesn't come out, we can't do anything about him. We can only destroy the horcrux!" Hill expressed his understanding of Booker's feelings, but there was nothing he could do, even Dumbledore also has no way to destroy Voldemort's soul fragment without harming the instrument itself, let alone Hill, who is far inferior to Dumbledore.

"There must be a way, but I haven't thought of it yet!"

Booker was a little emotional. As an old antique, 1000 years have passed, and many people and things in its memory have been reduced to fly ashes. The only thing left is the Sorting Hat and the things left by the four founders.These are all its friends, they have been together in Hogwarts for a long time, and the relationship between them is very deep!

Hill was silent. If there is a way, he will definitely help Booker, but it really can't be done now!

"The crown is still resisting, and so are the cup and the locket, which are resisting Voldemort's soul fragment!"

"what!!!!"

Booker hesitated for a moment. Some things have long since disappeared in history with the passing of the relevant people. He didn't want to mention it at first, but it's impossible not to say it now.

"The four founders each created a horcrux!" Booker's voice was a little trembling, as if he was recalling the events of the year, "Death, something that everyone fears, even the great four founders cannot avoid this problem They watched their relatives grow old one by one, and their friends fell into a deep sleep one by one. Even if they are as wise as Rowena and as brave as Godric, even the best of them are starting to be afraid!"

"........."

"Horcruxes! They chose to make Horcruxes! Gryffindor's sword, Ravenclaw's diadem, Hufflepuff's chalice, Slytherin's locket! They each made a Horcrux !"

"But they are still dead!" Hill said calmly. Although the four founders created Horcruxes, they still did not defeat death. They died and became part of history.

"Yes, they are dead." Booker's voice lowered, "This method is too demanding, a successful Horcrux is always accompanied by a murder, splitting one's soul, injecting one's own soul fragments Among them, this is the complete Horcrux!"

An extremely evil method, this is already black magic, and it is the most evil black magic!

Hill noticed the hidden meaning in Booker's words, "This is the complete horcrux!" Could it be that the horcruxes of the four founders were not perfect?Because of the imperfection of the Horcruxes, did they fail to resist the erosion of death?

"That's right! The four founders hesitated before making the Horcruxes. They thought the price was too high. They refused to murder an innocent person in exchange for their own eternal life!" Booker's voice became high-pitched, between words Full of pride, "They chose the most difficult way to use their own efforts to shatter their own souls, and then make a horcrux! They want to make a pure and flawless horcrux!"

"They failed, didn't they?"

"No! They succeeded!"