HP Magic Biography

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...Are you sure you've thought it through? Harry asked persistently.

Well, Harry, this is not just about you alone. Or Fan Lin, or...other people! Hermione was a little angry, compared to showing a pitiful look in front of Fan Lin, the sudden The questioning made Harry a little at a loss.

Look, said Hermione, slamming Traveling with the Trolls into the pile of discarded books, a grumpy look on her face. I have been packing for a few days, so we are ready to leave quickly. The information for reference already includes very difficult magic. I even moved the things prepared by the Order of the Phoenix, those potions... even, before coming I also altered my parents' memories so they were sure they were really called Wendell and Monica Wilkins and their life wish was to emigrate to Australia which they have now and that would make it hard for Voldemort to hunt them down , question them about my whereabouts...or yours, because unfortunately, I once told them something about you.

If I survive our Horcrux hunt, I'll find Mom and Dad and undo the magic. If I don't... well, I think I've cast a good enough spell to keep them safe and happy, Wendell and Mo Nika Wilkins didn't know they had a daughter, you know, Hermione's eyes started to glisten again.

Oh, Hermione, you shouldn't be behind my back... Fan Lin remained silent, I'm still here... I mean...

You also tampered with Mr. Ayre's memory, didn't you? You intentionally reduced your contact with the Muggle world, but you went back to London behind my back... Hermione wept appreciatively.

This made Harry feel a little stuck...

I... Hermione, and Fan Lin... I'm sorry... I don't...

Don't you two realize that Ron and I know very well what might happen if we were with you? We know, really, Ron, show them both what you've done.

Oh... no, the two of them just had dinner, said Ron.

Come on, they both need to know! said Hermione angrily.

Oh, well, guys, come here. Ron said helplessly, and walked towards the door with a somewhat lumbering body. bring it on.

What is it? Fan Lin looked at Hermione in a daze, What did the two of you conspire? Or, the three of you?

Follow it and you'll know!

Follow Ron out of the room,

The four came to a small landing. Speedfall, Ron muttered, pointing his wand at the low ceiling, directly above them, where a hole opened as a ladder slid down to their feet. A horrible, half-sucking, half-groaning sound came from the square opening, accompanied by a sickening smell like an open gutter.

That's your family ghoul, isn't it? Harry asked, indeed he had never encountered such a creature that interrupted the silence of the night from time to time.

Yeah, that's it, said Ron, climbing up the stairs, come and see.

Several people followed Ron up the short stairs into the small attic. In fact, Van Lin had barely poked his head and shoulders into the attic before he caught a glimpse of the thing curled up a few feet away from him, sleeping with its mouth wide open in the gloom.

But it...it looks...does ghouls usually wear pajamas? Fan Lin felt a little subverted. Aren't these dark creatures hiding in the cemetery and leaving them tattered?

No, said Ron, they usually don't have red hair and lots of pustules either.

Uh... Fan Lin was a little speechless. He really didn't like the image of ghouls. Originally, Fan Lin thought that those ghouls were bad enough.

And the more Harry thought about it the more disgusting it was, it had the same build and height as a human, and now that Harry's eyes had adjusted to the darkness, he could clearly see it in one of Ron's old pajamas, and he was sure it was a ghoul. They are all quite sticky and bald, not like this one with clear hair and water cells all over the body, the color is like face that is swollen and purple from anger.

That's me, doesn't it? said Ron.

No, said Harry, I don't think so.

I'll explain this when I get back to my room, the smell is too much for me, said Ron.

The four quickly climbed down the stairs, and Ron restored the ceiling to its original shape, went back to his bed and sat down.

Once we leave, this ghoul will come down and live in my room, right here, on my bed... Ron Ron patted his bed, although it seemed a bit reluctant, I Think he's really longing for that day... well, it's hard to tell because all he can do is moan and drool...but... he just keeps nodding when you bring it up, anyway he will Not bad for being my stand-in with Dead Spotted Valley, huh?

Harry's mind was in turmoil.

It's great! said Ron, clearly disappointed that Harry hadn't grasped the perfection of the plan. You think, when the rest of us won't be at Hogwarts, everyone will think me and Valin and Hermione must be with you, won't they? That means the Death Eaters will go straight to Our family will see if they have any news about your whereabouts.

However, hopefully it will look as if we've left with Mom and Dad, and plenty of Muggle-borns are talking about going into hiding at the moment, said Hermione.

We can't hide my whole family, that would look stupid, and they can't all leave work, said Ron, so we're going to make up a story that I've got a bad case of dead spotted valley disease, which is The reason why I can't go back to school, if anyone comes to check on me, mom or dad will show them the ghoul covered in pustules in my bed, dead spotted valley disease is really contagious, so they won't want to Be near him and he won't be able to talk and won't cause trouble because, obviously, once the germs get on your tongue, you can't speak.

So... your mother and father also participated in this plan? Fan Lin asked in disbelief. If this is the case, the sacrifice Ron made is really too great.

Dad is like this. He helped Fred and George transform ghouls. As for Mom...well, you've seen her attitude, she won't agree...until we leave first.

Everyone was silent, only Hermione's soft book-sharing sound, Ron threw his head back and continued to lie on the bed, Harry looked at this and that, but couldn't say anything, the measures they took to protect their families Made him realize, not just other things that could be done, that they really wanted to be with him and Van Lin and they knew exactly how dangerous that would be, and he wanted to tell them what that meant to him , but he couldn't find enough words to express his feelings at all.

In the silence came Mrs Weasley's yell from the fourth floor.

Ginny probably got a spot on that moldy napkin ring, said Ron. I don't know why Mr. and Mrs. Delacour had to come two days before the wedding.

Fleur's sister, Gabriel, is the bridesmaid, and she needs to come here for rehearsals first, and she's too young to come by herself, said Hermione, watching With the Banshee hesitantly. travel together.

Guests don't take the stress off my mum, said Ron.

What we really need to decide, said Hermione, dropping Defense Against the Dark Arts Theory into the box without a glance, and picking up the European Assessment of Magical Education, Where are we going when we get out of here? I know you said you wanted to go to Godric's Hollow first, Harry, and I understand why, but... well... shouldn't we go find the Horcruxes first?

If we know where any of the Horcruxes are, I agree with you, said Harry, not convinced that Hermione really understood his desire to return to Godric's Hollow, and that his parents' graves were only a draw for him to want to go. A reason there, he had a very strong, albeit indescribable, feeling that this place had the answers he wanted, maybe just because it was there that he survived Voldemort's death curse, since he was facing a repeat The challenge of the feat, the place where the feat had taken place captivated Harry and made him want to figure it out.

Don't you think it's possible that Voldemort is watching over Godric's Hollow? Hermione asked. Perhaps he expects that, once you're free to move, you'll go back and visit your parents' graves?

Harry hadn't thought of that.

But, I don't know...

Actually, for us, only one Horcrux is unknown, isn't it? Fan Lin said, As for Hufflepuff's golden cup, at least we can clarify the target.

What?

It's very important who owns it. Fan Lin said in distress. In fact, Fan Lin still can't determine the location of the Horcrux.

They had destroyed so many Horcruxes that Voldemort must have noticed it. It was hard to guarantee whether Voldemort would still trust his subordinates. After all, one Horcrux had been lost in Malfoy's hands.

Let's put this matter aside for now... Fan Lin said, he thought of some feasible things, but Fan Lin still needs to confirm the specifics, the Malfoy family, vampires and even... people from the Holy See?

Well, anyway... Hermione took a deep breath, Wherever it is, we have to find it and destroy it.

But once we find it, how do we destroy a Horcrux? Ron asked.

Hermione said, I'm looking for relevant information.

How? said Harry. I don't think there's anything about Horcruxes in the library books?

No, said Hermione, blushing, Dumbledore removed them all, but he...he didn't destroy them.

Ron straightened up, eyes wide. God knows how you managed to get hold of these Horcrux books?

That... that's not stealing! said Hermione, looking from Harry to Ron with a somewhat disappointed look. They're still library books, even if Dumbledore takes them off the shelf. Come on, anyway, if he really didn't want anyone to get them, I'm sure he'd hide them harder to find...

So? Fan Lin asked.

Er... easy, whispered Hermione, I cast a Summoning Charm, you know... the Flying Charm, and they shrunk and flew from Dumbledore's study to the girls' dormitory.

But when did you do it? Harry asked, looking at Hermione with mixed admiration and suspicion.

It was him... Dumbledore... after the funeral, whispered Hermione, just when we agreed we were going to leave school to find Horcruxes, and when I went back upstairs to pack my things... that reminded me The more we know about the horcruxes, the better...I was left there alone...and tried it...the spell worked, they flew straight in through the open window, and I tied them up Get up. She swallowed, then pleaded, I don't believe Dumbledore would be angry, and it doesn't look like we're going to use this information to create Horcruxes, does it?

Did you hear us complain? said Ron. Where are the books anyway?

Hermione rummaged around for a while, then pulled out a large volume bound in black faded leather from the pile, looked at it with a bit of disgust, and held it as if it were something recently dead .

This book gives very clear instructions on how to make a Horcrux. The Dark Secret... a horrible book, really scary, full of evil magic, I wonder when Dumbledore took it out of the library Taken away... if it was after he became headmaster, I bet Voldemort got all the guidance he needed from here.

Then why is he asking Slughorn how to make a Horcrux? If he's already read the book? Ron asked.

Or... he approached Slughorn just to find out what would happen if he divided his soul into seven pieces. Fan Lin hesitated. In fact, Fan Lin had always wondered why Voldemort would be so obsessed with dividing his soul into seven parts , perhaps this corresponds to a reincarnation, a cycle from birth to death.

Dumbledore was sure that he already knew how to make Horcruxes when Riddle asked Slughorn, and I think you're right, Hermione, that he could have easily obtained that information from there.

The more I read, said Hermione, the scarier they looked, at least I believe he made exactly six, in which he warned that tearing a soul would destabilize the rest, and to prevent This restlessness of the soul, which is to protect the soul through magic by creating a Horcrux...Harry remembered Dumbledore saying that Voldemort had gone far beyond usual evil.

So, isn't there some way to put them back? Ron asked.

Yes, said Hermione with a hollow smile, but it's going to be excruciatingly painful.

Yes? How? Harry asked.

Remorse, said Hermione, you've really felt guilty for what you've done, and obviously the pain can destroy you, and somehow I didn't see Voldemort doing it first, did you?

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