Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 978 Improvements to Horcruxes

In the evening, Kyle left Sirius, who was dull and hesitant to speak, and left the Black family's private library.

The expression on Sirius's face had been troubled throughout the afternoon, especially when Kyle was flipping through the books on dark magic.

These books have been collected by the Black family for hundreds of years, and many of them are banned by the Ministry of Magic.

How can I put it, just one glance at the cover of these books is enough to be thrown into Azkaban for two days.

Sirius never found the time to deal with all of this, but unexpectedly, Kyle took them all away.

Before Kyle stepped out of the house, he hesitated countless times whether to take those books back.

Sirius did not doubt whether Kyle could make a Horcrux, because a few years ago, Kyle made a similar request and took the "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" from here.

To be honest, he would feel weird if Kyle couldn't make a Horcrux, but what he was afraid of was that Kyle actually made a Horcrux.

Before this, Sirius had always thought that Kyle was joking when he said he wanted to make a Horcrux. After all, when he first came to read "Advanced Dark Arts Revealed", Dumbledore was still alive.

But now it seems that this is not a joke.

But for some unknown reason, whenever the words came to his lips, Sirius couldn't say them.

Maybe...Kyle was just joking.

He comforted himself in this way.

"Hey, Kyle." Fred rolled over and jumped down the stairs as he passed the foyer.

"We've been looking for you. Where were you and Sirius just now?"

"The Black family's private library." Kyle showed the book he was holding.

"As expected of a professor at Hogwarts, you still insist on reading even during the holidays." George said in a long voice, "Aren't you really Percy using Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be?"

"I don't think Percy would read this kind of book." Kyle picked up the top book and shook it towards them.

On the cover is the title of the book written in exaggerated cursive script.

"Put Your Soul into the Crucible"

The cover is very old, but the dark red cursive characters have not faded at all, and there is no dust at all. It seems that something is constantly wandering over every word, attracting everyone's attention strangely.

George was the closest. When he saw the book, he suddenly felt a little cold and shivered subconsciously.

It was summer, but he actually felt cold...

"What is this!"

"I guess it's banned books," Harry said.

At this time, he seemed to no longer be entangled in Snape's affairs, and walked down the stairs with the two of them.

It was like he had hit his leg and was limping when he walked.

"I have seen this kind of special book in the restricted book section of the school library before." Harry said seriously: "In addition to the cover moving, there are also books entangled in chains, which are very dangerous at first glance.

"Some books even make a shrill scream like a mandrake when they are opened."

"But this isn't the restricted area of ​​the library," Fred muttered, looking up at Kyle.

"Ah, I wanted to try to make a Horcrux, so I found some reference books."

"What?"

"You want to make a Horcrux?"

"You want to make a Horcrux!"

Like Sirius, everyone in the room had expressions of shock and disbelief when Kyle said this.

But the difference was that after the shock, Harry's face showed panic and fear, while Fred and George looked excited and excited.

"We're here to help too!"

"When do you want to start? Please tell us!"

Like two shooting stars, the two of them came to Kyle's side in the blink of an eye, and even spoke much more politely.

"Let's talk about this..." Kyle waved his hand vaguely, "Didn't you just say that you have been looking for me all afternoon? Why are you so anxious about something?"

"It's nothing, that's not important." George still stared at Kyle, his eyes not moving.

"This is not a good thing." Kyle subconsciously took a small step back.

"So what? We haven't done the good thing yet." The two stepped forward and dragged Kyle out of the house.

It wasn't until the door opened and closed that Harry suddenly recovered from the shock and instinctively wanted to chase him out.

"Wait..." Sirius stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Horcrux...Sirius..." Harry said anxiously: "Dumbledore said that it is the most terrifying black magic, and Kyle cannot be allowed to..."

"Don't worry, Harry...don't worry, Kyle is different from Voldemort." Sirius said, holding his arm tightly with one hand.

After hearing what Sirius said, Harry gradually calmed down and turned to look at him.

"You know what?"

"Oh, I remembered that you have been together all this time."

"He didn't say anything to me." Sirius shrugged, "In fact, since I took him to the basement, my mood has been exactly the same as yours."

"Then why did you stop me just now..."

"Because of Fred and George." Sirius said softly: "If you still remember what they just said, you will find that Kyle has never doubted Kyle from the beginning to the end, and from the beginning he did not believe that he made Horcruxes and his purpose. Like Voldemort."

Harry blinked and briefly recalled Fred and George's reactions just now.

Indeed, they were not panicked, but excited. They seemed to think that making Horcruxes was a very interesting thing, rather than studying some terrible black magic.

"That reminds me of Remus."

Sirius suddenly laughed, "Everyone has an instinctive fear and wariness of werewolves, but after we saw Remus's werewolf appearance for the first time, none of us backed down.

"I didn't, and neither did your father, nor did your mother after she found out about it. She even started teaching herself Wolfsbane Potion the next day and complained that Remus didn't tell her earlier."

Harry nodded in understanding, "You mean, we should trust Kyle like Fred and George?"

"Almost." Sirius waved his hand and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"What I really mean is, we know Remus, and we know he wouldn't hurt us even as a werewolf.

"Just like the Weasley brothers know Kyle and know that he will not be the next Voldemort."

"Of course, your understanding is correct." He sat on the chair, raised his head and took a sip of whiskey, muttering to himself: "I should be ashamed of my doubts."

Harry also felt a little ashamed.

He couldn't help but think to himself, if Kyle had been replaced by Hermione or Ron, would he still be as nervous and scared as before?

Then Harry was surprised to find that the answer was no.

After so much together, he trusted Hermione and Ron almost as much as he trusted himself.

He believed that Hermione would not do this, and he also believed that Ron could not make a Horcrux at all.

After all, reading forbidden books also requires a knowledge base, and the requirements are higher than ordinary books. For example, only Hermione could understand the "Powerful Potion" that was secretly obtained from the forbidden book section of the school.

Neither he nor Ron could handle the material well.

And the forbidden book that records the Horcrux must be more profound. Harry shook his head.

Although he understood the truth, when he thought of the memories Dumbledore showed him before, he still couldn't convince himself as quickly as Sirius.

He could only try not to think about it.

Sirius also saw his current situation and took the initiative to say: "I remember that Snape, the snot-nosed guy, sent a photo album. Have you read it?"

"Not yet." Harry came to his senses and took out a well-kept photo album from his pocket.

The photo album is not thick, only about an inch. The cover is green, and the color is very similar to his eyes.

oh!

Harry frowned, why did he suddenly think of this.

"You didn't see it?" Sirius was a little surprised, "You should know, there may be a photo of your mother in it."

"I... know." Harry looked a little strange.

Snape sent a picture of her mother...something felt wrong.

"I'm worried that he has some purpose." Harry whispered: "Maybe he added some strange potion to the photo album. When I was in school, Snape said more than once that he would pour some pumpkin juice into me. A little truth serum.”

"Don't worry, it's impossible for Dumbledore to agree." Sirius sneered, "But I don't think you need to have such worries now.

"Although I don't like that snot-nosed guy, I think what he said is true, and there's no need to do anything to the photo album."

"Open it, it's okay."

With Sirius's encouragement, Harry took a deep breath and carefully opened the photo album in his hand.

Nothing happened.

Harry saw a very young witch, probably in first grade, with red hair blowing in the wind and a pair of beautiful green eyes.

"This is what your mother was like when she was a child." Sirius said from the side: "But she seemed to hate James quite a bit at that time."

The corner of Harry's mouth curled up unconsciously...

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At the same time, after Kyle was dragged out of No. 12 Grimmauld Place by Fred and George, he was taken back to the attic of his house in the village of St. Catchpole.

This is kind of their secret base... specializing in the research of less formal gadgets.

Including Kyle's research on Horcruxes in the past few days, he also did it here.

"Just take us with you, Kyle..."

"We will definitely keep it a secret..."

The attic door was pushed open, and Fred and George walked in from the outside at the same time. When they turned their heads, they froze in place again.

There was another person in the attic who looked exactly like them.

It was missing an ear and looked exactly like Fred, but it also had some of George's subtle features, as if it was a combination of the two of them.

But this man was dead and lying motionless on the ground.

"Funny!"

When the two were stunned, Kyle's voice came from behind.

The "Fred" or "George" on the ground instantly expanded and turned into a gnome wearing a wig.

"Boggart, I found it in the cabinet in the attic." Kyle walked in, put the Boggart into a bottle with his wand and shook it.

The goblin turned into an indescribable mass again, like an ugly-colored memory.

"What did we just see?"

"Nature is what you fear most. You are both afraid that the other person will be killed." Kyle said.

"Is that so?" George pursed his lips. "But, I didn't seem very scared just now."

"That's right." Fred also nodded, "I'm more surprised."

"That's because you both raised your heads at the same time." Kyle explained: "The Boggart didn't know who to take the lead, so it combined the things you were afraid of.

"So you all saw your own characteristics in it, and your original fear turned into surprise."

"Okay, you're right." George nodded pretendingly.

Kyle ignored him and continued to stare at the Boggart in the bottle.

The two came together again.

"Kyle, just take us to make Horcruxes together. We promise not to talk nonsense."

"Yes, we swear by Cedric's character."

"His character has been used up long ago!" Kyle said without looking back.

Although Horcruxes are black magic, they are also a type of alchemy...well, an unrecognized alchemy.

After all, Nicoléme had eliminated Horcruxes from alchemy a long time ago, and no one has objected to it so far.

But even so, it doesn't change the fact that it is essentially alchemy, so it's not surprising that Fred and George are interested.

"It's not that I won't lead you, and I'm not afraid of you talking nonsense." Kyle turned his head, "But I have been studying Horcruxes since I was in second grade. Although it was intermittent in the middle, I never stopped. Are you sure you want to study.?"

Fred and George stopped talking.

"Horcruxes...are they so complicated?" Fred whispered.

"What do you think?" Kyle said angrily, "Do you think this is dividing the cake? Use a knife to cut everything and then put it on another plate casually?"

"I..." George wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Because they really thought so. Although it was not so simple and crude, they never thought it would take too long.

"But I heard you say that Voldemort learned it very quickly as a child."

"It's different." Kyle said, "His goal is his own soul. He just needs to follow the correct steps. It will naturally be very fast, but I made some small improvements to the Horcrux."

"What improvement?"

Kyle didn't explain, but opened the bottle in his hand.

The boggart emerged from inside, looked at Kyle, and then naturally transformed into a dementor.

"Avada Kedavra!" A blue light shot out from Kyle's wand.

Fred and George rubbed their eyes at the same time, thinking they were dazzled.

Wait...Kalevital, the blue one?

Did they hear the wrong spell?

But this is not over yet, there is something even more surprising.

That 'dementor', after being hit by the killing curse, strangely turned into two, not separated in the middle, but turned into two smaller but identical 'dementors'.

Kyle tried to move one of them, but as soon as he moved his wand, the dementor exploded, both of them exploding and re-morphing into boggarts like deflated rubber balls.

"As you can see, I am going to help others make Horcruxes." Kyle said.

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(End of chapter)