The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Repair the soul. Riddle was silent for a while, and then said with some distress, "So I can't exert the power of all the Horcruxes. "

"And I don't know how many Horcruxes that person made, and when I face him again in the future, I don't know whether I can gain the upper hand in terms of soul strength."

Having said that, he looked at Dracula with burning eyes, "Professor Dracula, you must still have Horcruxes there, right? I can feel it from time to time!"

"Are you talking about... this?" Dracula took out a locket from his pocket and played it casually in his hand.

It was a golden locket set with a gleaming green gemstone in the shape of a serpent, like a real viper.

"That's right, I can feel it, this is another horcrux of his!" Riddle opened his eyes wide, an eager expression gradually appeared on his face, "Professor Dracula, let me absorb the soul from this horcrux Fragments? This way I have a little more confidence against him!"

Dracula stopped playing with the locket suddenly, and held the locket firmly in his palm.

"Do you think that with this soul fragment, you can fight against Voldemort alone?" He asked lightly, with a half-smile on his lips.

"I think... there is hope." Riddle took a deep breath, "According to what I know about myself, if I had to choose, I would divide my soul into seven pieces..."

"The fragment I represent, the fragment in Ravenclaw's crown, there are already two pieces... If you add the piece in your hand, Professor, then I already have nearly half of my soul, I just need to find it again One piece can take advantage..."

Voldemort does have another soul at Hogwarts.

Dracula's expression was a little playful, and he unconsciously thought of the fragment on Harry's body.

"Then how can you be sure that the souls split by Voldemort are all of the same strength?" He then asked, "How can you be sure that the soul fragments left by Voldemort will not be the largest one?"

Riddle froze.

"So it's better not to think about these tricky methods, it's the last word to improve your strength." Dracula put Slytherin's locket back into his pocket again, and patted Riddle on the shoulder.

"When you have completely fused the soul fragments in Royana's crown, I will give you this Horcrux."

His meaning is obvious, that is to let Riddle learn to repent and repair the split soul.

If he really learns to repent one day, he can rest assured that he will devour all of Voldemort's souls.

But is Riddle really able, or really willing, to learn to regret?

Dracula found it difficult.

……

On the Saturday before the start of the first project, Hogwarts routinely approved students from the third year and above to visit Hogsmeade village.

Harry had been feeling aggrieved for more than half a month every day, and Hermione advised him to take a walk outside the castle, saying that it might make him feel better.

In fact, Harry was also eager to go out and relax, and he didn't need her persuasion at all.

"But, what about Ron?" Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, so he asked, "Don't you want to go with him?"

"Oh, so..." Hermione blushed slightly, "I think we can meet him at the Three Broomsticks..."

"No way!" said Harry flatly.

Ron took the initiative to quarrel with Harry, and Harry also felt that his jealousy was unreasonable, so he simply cut off contact with him.

Now Hermione wants Harry to take the initiative to find Ron, which is of course impossible.

"Oh, Harry, this is so stupid! You two..."

"I will go, but I don't want to meet Ron, I want to put on my invisibility cloak." Harry said angrily.

"Oh, well then..." said Hermione angrily, "but I wouldn't want to talk to you if you were wearing that dress because I couldn't tell if I was looking at you."

And just like that, Harry donned his Invisibility Cloak in his dormitory, went downstairs, and set off for Hogsmeade with Hermione.

Harry felt especially at ease under the cloak, because finally no one was looking at him maliciously or suspiciously.

He watched the other schoolmates pass them as they walked into the village, most of them wearing Cedric Diggory pins on their chests, but no nasty remarks were thrown into their faces, and no one made a point. Brightly read "Potter Stinks".

"People keep looking at me now," said Hermione dissatisfied to the air next to her. "They think I'm talking to myself."

They headed to the Honeydukes confectionary to buy a couple of large, freshly baked pralines.

At this moment, in the distance, a boy with fiery red hair hurriedly ran towards Hermione.

"Hermione—" the red-haired boy, that is, Ron, said out of breath, "something is wrong, I seem to have just got some news... I think you need to tell Harry about it for me !"

Chapter 250 Reconciliation

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Ron has also been depressed recently.

The arrival of this unprecedented grand event, the Big Four Tournament, should have made people look forward to it.This was indeed the case, before the Goblet of Fire selected the final contestant, Ron was as excited as the other little wizards.

But that all seemed to change when his best friend, Harry Potter's name was spit out of the Goblet of Fire.

Ron didn't know how Harry crossed the age line and put his name in it, and he didn't know why the Goblet of Fire actually chose a 14-year-old wizard like Harry as an extra fifth warrior.

This is against the rules of the game!

Of course, he didn't deny what Harry meant. He knew that his best friend was the savior of the magic world, and it was understandable that he received some preferential treatment...

But what Ron couldn't accept was that his best friend secretly threw his name into the Goblet of Fire without telling him.

When Ron asked Harry why he did this, Harry actually told him that he didn't sign up...

If you didn't sign up, why was your name spit out by the Goblet of Fire?Am I a fool?

We are best friends!

I won't reveal your secret, why keep it from me?

Ron cried out repeatedly in his heart.

During the period after he selected the list of warriors, he has been in an extremely complicated mood. Every time he talks to Harry, it will cause complaints and dissatisfaction in his heart, so that the two of them broke up every time.

He didn't know whether it was because of jealousy or dissatisfaction with Harry's "deceit", he couldn't help but quarreled with his best friend, and the relationship with Harry gradually became indifferent and alienated.

In this case, the Wesley twins were keenly aware of it.

On the Saturday when the school allowed students to go to Hogsmeade, Fred and George took Ron aside alone and had a whisper with him.

"Little Luo Luo, have you been having trouble with Harry lately?" Fred asked with a mysterious expression, putting his arm around Ron's shoulder carelessly.

"How many times have I told you, don't call me Little Rollo!" Ron blushed at the nickname Fred called him.

"What's the matter? Why can mom call you that, but we can't?" George said with a smile, "You're bullying, you know?"

"Even my mother can't call me that!" Ron said angrily, "this is how many years ago, and you two guys use this name all the time to run on me. Don't call me like that in the future, do you hear me? !"

"Okay, little Rollo." Fred agreed to Ron with a playful smile, but he didn't change his words in the slightest, "Tell me, what happened between you and Harry, how come you don't even have a meal recently?" Are you not sitting together?"

"Yeah, Little Luo Luo, you were inseparable before!" George added.

For the two unruly elder brothers, Ron really couldn't come up with any way to deal with it, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and snorted perfunctorily.

"We know it even if you don't tell me. It must be that Harry became a warrior but didn't take you with him, so he's upset, right?" George said with a wise expression on his face.

"How can I be so stingy..."

Ron still wanted to quibble, but the twins didn't listen at all, and continued talking on their own.

"Don't rush to deny..." Fred said, "We've watched you grow up since you were still wetting the bed, and I know what you're thinking if you don't tell me!"

Ron blushed again, baring his teeth and trying to find Fred desperately, but was pinned down by his two older brothers with smirks and couldn't move at all.

"You should calm down, little Luoluo, don't be so impulsive." Fred laughed.

"Let go of me, let me go! I'll fight you!" Ron yelled.

Seeing this, George took out a strange prop from his pocket and put it on Ron's mouth. Ron's mouth immediately turned into a pig's mouth, and the sound he made turned into a "snoring" sound.

"I have to say that the invention of the pig's mouth gag is really useful." George gave Fred a big thumbs up.

Thumb, "In the future, the main product of our joke store must leave a place for it!"

"That's right, we can also produce a few magic pig ears as matching products." Fred also said excitedly, "I want to buy a set myself!"

After a long time, until Ron's "snoring" interrupted the two of them, they realized that there was still a little wizard of their own here.

"Be quiet, Little Luoluo. Listen to our analysis carefully, and see if you are right!" Fred laughed with a face of successful mischief, "In our opinion, you must first be dissatisfied with Harry becoming a warrior." Balance, and then he didn't tell you how to successfully register, so it's awkward, right?"

The "snoring" sound from Ron's mouth stopped unconsciously.

"To tell you the truth, we were a little angry at the beginning... Thanks to the two of us, we wanted to help Harry cheat the Goblet of Fire and make him a warrior!" George said, "I didn't expect that our aging agent didn't care about it." No, but he secretly reported his name himself!"

"That's right, the championship reward is a thousand Galleons!" Fred echoed, "It's enough for us to participate in a big competition, which is much better."

"We were really angry at the time, but thinking about it later... No, why did Harry sign up without telling us?" George asked, looking Ron in the eye.

"We all know that Harry's parents left him a lot of money, and he also has a very rich godfather, the thousand Galleons are nothing to him at all; as for participating in the Final Four The reputation of his savior is already big enough, there is no need for such a small competition to consolidate something..."

"Besides, Harry has never been a very pushy character, and this isn't his favorite Quidditch game, so there's no need for it."

"Anyway, the two of us thought it over and decided that there was a good chance that Harry hadn't lied to us—he really hadn't put his name in the Goblet of Fire."

Fred and George finished talking to Ron one by one, and then took the pig's snout off his mouth.

"Gululu...ah, you two bastards!" Ron looked angrily as his two brothers put the pig's snout back into their pockets, "It's not because you are willing to speak well of Harry because he asked you Gaining Galleons from those Slytherins no less than winning the match?"

"I admit that there are reasons for this." Fred raised his hands in a bachelor's way, indicating that Ron was right.

"That's right, but it's just a trivial matter." George said, "Just tell me whether our analysis just now makes sense!"

"But if he didn't throw his name into the Goblet of Fire, how did he succeed in signing up?" Ron asked, "It can't be something out of nothing, right?"

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"Then we don't know." Fred shrugged. "Maybe it's something out of nothing?"

"Forget it, I guess you won't directly accept our analysis results, so let's skip this topic first." George said, "We brought you here this time not only to talk about Harry, but also to get A message."

"What news?" Ron glared at him angrily.

"Charlie took the initiative to contact us by writing a letter..." Fred said, "He mentioned Harry in the letter, as if he didn't expect Harry to become a warrior participating in the Final Four."

"That's right, Charlie also said that this Final Four is very dangerous, let's help Harry," George said.

"He wants to sign up, he deserves it, who will help him..." Ron curled his lips in disdain, and said, "There is no competition that is not dangerous."