Chapter 1487: Slughorn's Memories

Like Harry, Ivan also looked at Dumbledore curiously, wondering what he meant by saying that the ring has other uses?

This ring is a special Horcrux. Ivan knows what is special about it, but he is not sure about its other uses. Is it related to the spell spell on Dumbledore's right hand? ! Without thinking too much, the answer is yes, it is impossible for Dumbledore's right hand to become like this for no reason.

So, something about this ring...

Ivan thought quickly, and he remembered what the fifteen-year-old Riddle said before, that is, the process of the fifteen-year-old Riddle being stripped from Voldemort's main soul, the world he entered, and the strange things he encountered " Death", Ivan felt as if he had caught something.

Riddle said that he was "rewarded" for defeating "Reaper" at that time, and the first soul appeared from this.

Ivan speculated that the reason for the appearance of the "Reaper" and the Horcrux that Riddle saw was the magic left by Salazar Slytherin.

The magic left by Slytherin helped Riddle create a Horcrux, a Horcrux composed of the good thoughts in Riddle's soul at its core.

It sounds a bit unbelievable, but it is very possible. Slytherin is familiar with the method of making Horcruxes, and he also knows from Ivan that after a thousand years, what his only descendant Voldemort did, it is impossible for him to do nothing. With his personality, it would be an extremely abnormal thing to do nothing.

In other words, since the magic spell on Dumbledore's right hand is related to the ring, what he is doing now is related to Salazar Slytherin, or the treasure key left by Slytherin, or other things ...

Ivan thought about it along this line of thought, but Dumbledore, like before, did not intend to explain. He poured the memory in the small crystal bottle he took out just now into the Pensieve. The whole process was not easy, because the memory in the small crystal bottle was different from what he had seen before. They seemed to condense together. Could it be that memories can also deteriorate? ?

"This one isn't long," said Dumbledore, when he had finally emptied the vial. "We'll be back in a few minutes, maybe a few minutes."

Under Dumbledore's signal, Ivan followed Harry into the Pensieve, and fell into the silver surface again.

This time, they were falling in front of a person, and Ivan recognized it almost immediately.

It was Horace Slughorn, a much younger Professor Slughorn. He is no longer bald, replaced by a mass of lustrous yellow hair that looks as if he has thick thatch on his head, but with a shiny, Galleon-sized patch in the center of his head. bald spots.

Also, his beard is not as much as it is now, it is ginger.

Slughorn's body was not as round as Ivan was familiar with, but the gold buttons of the embroidered vest were quite tight.

He was half-reclining in a comfortable winged armchair with his little feet resting on a large velvet cushion, holding a small glass of wine in one hand, and Picking from a box of pineapple preserves.

Slughorn quite enjoyed it, as he had in his youth.

A few seconds later, Dumbledore appeared next to Ivan and Harry, looking around with interest.

At this moment, they were standing in Slughorn's office, and six or seven boys, all fifteen or sixteen years old, were sitting around Slughorn, and the chairs were harder or shorter than his. Almost instantly, Ivan recognized Tom Riddle in the crowd.

It didn't take much effort, because he had the most special temperament among the group of students, and it was difficult to ignore him.

For example, Riddle seemed to be shining among this group of students, attracting everyone's attention.

Generally speaking, only pretty girls will have this effect.

Of course, if it is as good or beautiful as Riddle, it can also be done...

Riddle, who was sitting in the center of the students, had the most handsome face of all of them, and he also looked the most relaxed, with his right hand casually resting on the armrest of the chair, and Marvolo's black gemstone ring was already on his hand .

It can be seen that this memory is after the night when Riddle killed his father and blamed his uncle.

"Sir, is Professor Mellors retiring?" Riddle asked.

"Tom, Tom, I know I can't tell you." Slughorn wagged a frosted finger at him reproachfully, but spoiled the effect slightly by blinking, "I have to say , I want to know where you got your news, boy, you know more than half the faculty."

Riddle smiled, and the other boys laughed too, casting him admiring glances.

"You ghost, you can know things you shouldn't know, and you are careful to please important people. You are really... Oh, by the way, thank you for your pineapple, you guessed it, this is my favorite."

While the boys were snickering, a strange thing happened.

The whole room was suddenly shrouded in white fog, and everything disappeared in front of him. Ivan could only see Harry and Dumbledore next to him. This is really interesting, which means that Slughorn is modifying his memory. He hid an extremely important part. This is easy to understand. If Riddle and Slughorn mentioned Horcruxes or other sensitive matters, with Slughorn's character, he would definitely erase these things and would not tell Dumbledore easily.

He probably still has the idea of ​​not being guilty, and will not reveal Voldemort's secrets.

Don't make Slughorn look bad, but he's actually a pretty good wizard.

He's smarter than most and knows where the line is.

After about two or three seconds, Slughorn's voice resounded in the room, unnaturally loud.

"You will make mistakes, boy, mark my words."

In a second the fog lifted, as suddenly as it had come, but no one mentioned it, nor could it be seen from their faces that anything unusual had just happened, until the little golden clock on Slughorn's desk struck It rang eleven.

"My God, is it time already?" said Slughorn. "Time is passing so fast, time to go, boys, or we'll be in trouble. By the way, Lestrange, the paper is due tomorrow." , or in detention. Same for you, Avery."

Slughorn got up from his chair and carried the empty glass to the table, and the boys filed out.

But Riddle lagged behind, and it was obvious that he was dawdling, hoping to be alone with Slughorn in the house.

"Come on, Tom!" said Slughorn, turning to find him still, "you don't want to be caught staying out at lights out, you're a prefect..."

"Sir, I want to ask you something."

"Then ask, boy, ask..."

"Sir, I want to ask you if you know... Horcruxes."

The expression on Slughorn's face changed, but then again, the room was so thick with fog that it was impossible to see anything.

Next to Ivan, there were only Harry with a puzzled face and Dumbledore who was smiling serenely.

Then Slughorn's voice came again, as loudly as before.

No, there seems to be some anger!

"I don't know anything about Horcruxes, and even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you! Get out, get out immediately, and don't let me hear you mention this again!"