Chapter 717 This Encouragement Sounds Really Encouraging

Harry took a sip of orange juice in an attempt to calm down the uneasiness in his heart. Harry only felt a cold feeling flow from the tip of his tongue into his stomach. The fresh sweetness could not bring him any comfort. He opened his mouth and whispered without confidence:

"Before you start guessing who might have been turned into Horcruxes by Voldemort, can I ask, could it be the snake tree in Ilvermorny?"

"That snake tree is indeed special..."

Loren thought thoughtfully and recalled, "According to "Ilvermorny: A School History", the Snake Tree was originally a wand made by Slytherin. It was used by a collateral blood relative of the Gaunt family, which later became Ilvermorny. The founder, Aesop Thel, stole it and took it to the United States. Gormlaith Gaunt went to recover it. During the fight, he gave the dormant command to the snakewood wand in Parseltongue.

"Although they defeated Gormlaith Gaunt afterwards, because Aesop Thel couldn't wake up the wand because he didn't understand Parseltongue, he buried the wand in the back mountain. Soon a snake tree grew where the wand was buried. "

Harry quietly glanced at Loren, feeling that couples would really be affected by each other after being together for a long time. He nodded: "It's very historic, right? Voldemort admires Slytherin so much. If he had chosen the Gaunt family before, The ring, Slytherin's locket, facing such a snake tree with special significance related to Slytherin, there is no reason to let it go, and it meets the definition of a living body. "

"But the snake tree is too conspicuous." Loren shook his head slightly, "Voldemort's soul has reached its limit. Living Horcruxes are the last hope for his soul. Out of the deep fear of death, he will not place his last hope on On the conspicuous snake tree, not to mention that professors from Ilvermorny and experts from MACUSA have checked it several times.”

At this point, Loren paused, rummaging through the distant memories deep in his mind, and added thoughtfully: "The Horcruxes that were previously hidden or entrusted to others for safekeeping were all destroyed. With Voldemort's extremely conceited and death-fearing character, , He definitely doesn’t feel comfortable placing his last hope on others or somewhere else. I guess he will definitely find a way to protect the living Horcrux under his eyes.”

"Sounds reasonable."

Harry agreed and began to recall some of the small magical animals that Hagrid had told about. He inexplicably remembered the velvet that Ginny had raised. After witnessing those cute guys preying on spiders and ruthlessly eating them, Ginny could no longer Looking directly at them and touching them lovingly could only pass them on to Hagrid.

"This living body carrying the soul fragments must obey Voldemort's orders, not run away on his own initiative, and have a certain ability to protect himself. It may be one of the Death Eaters..." Loren's voice changed, "It may also be someone unknown. A passionate wizard, such as a random witch wearing a cloak in an elegant clothing store, or an audience at a certain Quidditch match. Considering that Voldemort values ​​ritual, perhaps the principal of Ilvermorny and officials of the Magical Congress of the United States are more likely. .

"If they are like you and were made into Horcruxes without knowing anything about Voldemort's soul, they can work and live normally, and may even provide relevant information unconsciously..."

Harry felt that the cold orange juice was absorbing his heat, and a thin layer of cold sweat even broke out on his back: "If Voldemort really does this, how can we find the Horcruxes?"

Loren took a sip of orange juice and shrugged: "I don't know, Dumbledore might have a way. All I can think of now is getting Professor Trelawney drunk and asking her to make a prophecy."

Harry felt that Loren was sorted into Gryffindor for a reason. At least in this case, he couldn't joke in such a relaxed tone: "What do you think of Veritaserum or Legilimency? There are no other clues at the moment, maybe we can get the truth directly from Voldemort’s mind?”

"Veritaserum and Legilimency, the most powerful dark wizard in history..."

Loren was about to praise his humor when he suddenly paused and looked thoughtfully at Harry in front of him: "In fact, if it's you, maybe you really have a chance."

"My original intention was for Dumbledore to cast the spell, but I seem to understand what you mean."

Harry's eyes widened slightly, and there was a faint light in his eyes: "You mean, Voldemort's and I's souls are entangled, and this connection has created a certain channel, and we have used this channel to see each other's souls. Memory... maybe I can use this connection to spy on Voldemort's memory of making hidden Horcruxes."

"That's not what I meant..." Loren sighed, "Strictly speaking, you only saw some pictures of unknown meaning when he was experiencing violent mood swings, and Voldemort, as a master of Legilimency, even hundreds of kilometers away I'm pessimistic about your plan."

"Hey, now that I have mastered Occlumency, I can completely hinder his prying eyes and get rid of his control!" Harry retorted unconvinced. "In fact, until now I am not sure whether you have really mastered Occlumency. According to Dumbledore's theory, Voldemort no longer invades your mind, just because it is full of love. Voldemort has such a sticky feeling for …you know, “allergies.” "

Loren paused and then added, "But Voldemort did rely on Occlumency to block your prying eyes. He fully mastered it by the third grade."

Harry's eyebrows gradually drooped. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was before his eyes that he was indeed not good at magic such as Occlumency and Legilimency.

"But I encourage you to try. Your fate and Voldemort's are intertwined and affect each other. In the past ten years, you have thwarted his plans many times. From a dimension that magic has never touched, you are his nemesis. Fate is such a wonderful thing. Maybe you can really break through the layers of defense and enter his mind, and find out the memory of the living Horcrux."

Loren drank the last sip of orange juice, put down the teacup, prepared to wash and go to bed, and got up to go to the bathroom.

"..."

This encouragement sounds really encouraging.

Harry stuck out his tongue at his back.

At this moment, Loren suddenly turned his head and looked at Harry with a serious face: "By the way, if you have any questions about Legilimency, you can always find me."

"I will, Professor Morgan."

...

Principal's office.

After writing the reply to Fontana and Severus, Dumbledore looked at the remaining stack of letters, twisted the thickness with his fingers, and silently wrote down the reply to the International Confederation of Wizards on tomorrow's schedule.

I spent five minutes cleaning up the loose hair that Fawkes had dropped, and the remaining two hours trimming the split ends of his beard, and doing some minor maintenance...

The night outside the window was getting darker and darker.

After a busy day, the headmaster of Hogwarts finally had to rest. Dumbledore made a cup of hot cocoa and sat in a chair to sip it. Just as he was getting sleepy, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock, knock."

"Come in."

"Draco, it's so late, what do you want to talk to me about?"