Chapter 715 Conjugated Horcrux

Two hours after the whistle blew, the game entered a stalemate. The players on both sides were exhausted. The frequency of attack began to slow down, but the intensity did not weaken. The whistle for scoring was blown from time to time.

"Gryffindor leads by a slight advantage, but Ravenclaw is holding on tightly. The score is now 190 to 200! The key to victory is handed over to the two seekers..."

The commentator's voice was a little hoarse, but no one cared. The focus of the whole audience was on Harry and Qiu Zhang.

"Harry Potter slowed down, and it seemed that his physical strength could not support it-a beautiful emergency stop and turn! Oh! The Golden Snitch! Harry caught the Golden Snitch with a wonderful Plumpton's Back Copy Technique!"

"This also means that the game that lasted for two hours is finally over!"

The audience did not hesitate to applaud and scream. The whistle for the end of the game blew, and Gryffindor finally won with a lead of 160 points.

Accompanied by the cheers that resounded through the stadium, the two teams fell back to the ground and greeted each other under the witness of Madam Hooch.

"..."

After all, she failed to live up to Roger Davis's trust and failed to win the silver cup.

The last game was over, and her life in Hogwarts was about to end.

Qiu Zhang's eyes were slightly red, but she still pretended to be free and easy to say goodbye to Harry, and hugged him politely before parting.

"Happy graduation." Harry said softly.

Qiu Zhang smiled: "There is still a month before the year-end dinner."

"Then I wish you a happy graduation in advance."

"I hope you can keep winning."

"Thank you."

"Goodbye Harry."

"Goodbye..."

Ginny was alert next to them, staring at the two with wide eyes, almost emitting flames.

The mixed feelings of disappointment were gone in a flash. Seeing the girl's concern for him, Harry felt a surge of joy in his heart. He put his arm around Ginny's shoulders and said, "Don't be jealous. This is just a farewell between the seekers, and Qiu Zhang has Cedric!"

Ginny looked up and looked at him suspiciously, "You mean, if Cedric wasn't there, you would have an idea - um!"

...

Ignoring the whole school's teachers and students, kissing the most beautiful girl in the team in public, the consequence was that the girl's brother and the captain of the team was left behind to sort out the equipment, put the brooms away and send them to the equipment room, while the others returned to the common room early to celebrate the party.

"Ginny is really, she doesn't speak for me..."

While muttering, Harry took out a linen handkerchief from the cabinet and dipped it in tung oil to smear the broom handle.

The season of this school year is over. If nothing unexpected happens, these brooms for the competition will not see the sun for the next few months. It is best to fully maintain them before locking them in the cabinet, otherwise they will be eaten away when they are taken out next semester.

After the maintenance, they were sealed in the cabinet and counted again...

After confirming that there were no omissions, Harry walked out of the equipment room, locked the door, and cast an anti-unlocking spell.

"If Voldemort or a dark wizard sneaks into the castle again, they will definitely not be able to attack the broom."

Harry shook his head proudly, turned around and slowly returned to the castle.

"In fact, Professor Quirrell cursed you in the stadium, remember?"

"Principal Dumbledore?" Harry showed a surprised expression.

Since talking to Loren, he has always wanted to find Dumbledore to continue the topic of living Horcruxes, but there are too many things to do near the end of the semester, plus the Apparition exam and the Quidditch final, which has delayed it until now.

It's all Ron's fault!

If it weren't for that crazy training plan, he wouldn't fall asleep every night when he returned to the dormitory.

"The game was very exciting, especially the last trick of Plumpton's back-copy, which can definitely be rated as one of the top ten of the year." Dumbledore walked beside him, wearing a gray magic robe, and his fluffy beard was blown by the wind. "Do you want to become a professional player and bring your talent to a bigger stadium?"

"..."

Harry paused and felt that he had grown a lot, especially in patience. If it were a few years ago, he would definitely not be willing to chat with the principal: "Thank you for the compliment, professor, but I would rather be an Auror."

"Given the Ministry of Magic's expansion plan, you have a great chance."

"Speaking of the Ministry of Magic, sir, I want to talk about Voldemort." Harry felt that he had mastered the skill of getting to the topic, "After leaving the principal's office that night, I thought a lot of things clearly, and Loren told me..."

Dumbledore listened to his story quietly, with relief flashing in his blue eyes, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out.

"Sir, is there any news about the other living Horcrux?"

"Severus wrote back to me last week. Nothing unusual was found in the snakewood in Ilvermorny, except that the branches and leaves were not as dense as in previous years. Agilbert invited me to visit him during the summer vacation. I will check it carefully then."

"If the snakewood is really fine, how should we find the remaining Horcrux?"

"Then we can only rely on wisdom or the favor of the goddess of luck."

Harry frowned and looked at the old professor suspiciously, suspecting that he was not telling the truth.

Dumbledore blinked at him: "Don't worry, I know a friend who is friends with the goddess of luck."

"..."

Harry fell into silence and felt that he was not so patient.

Shaking his head, temporarily putting aside the question of finding the Horcrux, Harry looked up at the professor: "Sir, I want to know, is there any way to safely destroy the soul fragment in my scar. Loren said it was too troublesome to explain, so he asked me to ask you..."

Dumbledore had a complicated expression when he heard the second half of the sentence: "Harry, do you still remember the amulet your mother left for you?"

"I remember," Harry nodded and said softly, "that ancient magic bounced back the Death Curse, destroyed Voldemort's body, and made me the Boy Who Lived..."

"That is the power of love, a power beyond any magic."

Later, Dumbledore used blood as a bond and continued this protection with family affection. This is why Harry returns to the Dursleys every year.

"But I'm going to turn 17 this year." Harry's voice was low, revealing a gentle nostalgia.

"I want to tell you now, this power will continue to protect you." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Remember, Voldemort took your blood when he was resurrected, believing that it would make him stronger, but Voldemort was He knows nothing about love, he has never understood it.”

"I do not understand."

"That magic was supposed to dissipate when you became an adult, but Voldemort absorbed a small part of the spell your mother left when she sacrificed for you, and the magic originally used to resist him flowed in his body. This almost paradoxical conflict made The magic has undergone incredible changes, and his body makes the spell never die. As long as the spell still exists, you will not die. "

"Sounds like..."

Harry was completely stunned, his eyes widened, and his expression was a bit horrifying: "Horcrux!"