Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Helena seemed to have suffered some great humiliation.

Amanta could understand Helena's anger. After all, when an item is made into a Horcrux, the properties of the item itself will be integrated with the soul fragments. Even the holy object of the four major colleges, the Ravenclaw's crown, is no exception. This means...

It is no longer a legendary sacred crown, but has completely and thoroughly turned into an artifact of black magic.

It also means that the only way to destroy a Horcrux is to destroy the relic itself.

"How dare he?" Helena roared. "My mother's crown has been defiled in this way!"

Her eyes were no longer as distinct from each other as before, but had turned gray. If ghosts had colors, her eyes would be terrifyingly scarlet at this moment.

"We found it in the Room of Requirement in the corridor on the eighth floor. It seems to have been there for many years." Amanta's expression was solemn. "This is not the first Horcrux he made, and it won't be the last."

"Lady Helena, don't you care that this crown has become a vessel for his own selfish desires?"

Helena seemed annoyed by Amanta's questions, but she couldn't help but care about what Amanta said about the Horcruxes.

She had no choice but to speak stiffly: "Yes, the student back then... was indeed Tom Riddle. He... was very likable... and considerate..."

That's right, if Tom Riddle didn't have this kind and polite appearance that could make anyone let down their guard, how could Helena, who had kept her mouth shut for thousands of years, break the rules and tell him the whereabouts of the crown?

Amanta nodded in understanding.

"So, when he left Hogwarts, he went to that distant forest, and then... no need to say more. Speaking of which, Ms. Helena, do you know about Horcruxes?"

As the only descendant of Ravenclaw, perhaps Helena knows some relevant information.

"What do you want to ask?" Helena asked warily.

"I just want to ask if you know how to destroy the Horcrux, Ms. Helena. You must want to defeat him just like us. You will never forgive someone who defiles the crown, so... you will definitely not let this crown become his Horcrux and remain intact... until one day Riddle's soul pops out."

Amanta said sincerely.

"Horcrux...Horcrux." Helena raised her eyes. "I do know that this is some extremely evil act. Through murder and other means, one's soul is split, and then a piece is taken out and placed in a container..."

She changed the subject: "So, isn't it obvious how to destroy a Horcrux?"

"Please give me some advice." Amanta said, "Horcruxes are usually protected by powerful dark magic. Ordinary methods and spells cannot destroy them."

Although it is known that Fiendfyre and Basilisk's fangs can destroy Horcruxes, both methods are extremely risky. It would be great if Helena knew other ways to destroy Horcruxes.

Helena whispered: "Of course, kill it--"

"A Horcrux is a container that holds soul fragments - so to destroy a Horcrux is to kill the soul in the container. It's that simple."

Simple? How can it be that simple?

No...Amanta frowned. There was indeed a spell that could do that.