From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Absolutely not, absolutely can't let that immortal Dumbledore destroy my precious Horcrux..."

Tom's eyes glowed red, and he involuntarily held the wand from Slytherin tightly.

There is only one of his Horcruxes left - he planned to make six Horcruxes to form the perfect number seven, but the sixth Horcrux was formed when he was unknown, and it was destroyed in Deng not long ago. In the hands of Bridor.

"You must get that Horcrux back, and then make another Horcrux as soon as possible..."

The fact that there was only one Horcrux left him very disturbed, but in a short period of time he couldn't make a Horcrux - because there really was no better container for his soul.

His diary records the glory and secrets of Slytherin, the ring is not only a precious family heritage, but also the glory of the Muggle he killed his father, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's crown, Hedge Pachi's golden cup, these containers are matched with his precious soul fragments, even the most unsatisfactory sixth Horcrux uses his death as a warning!

Randomly find one? Just kidding, if I hadn't discovered the secret hidden in Ilvermorny, even if he wanted to resurrect, he would only use Harry Potter's blood. Taking a step back, that's the Philosopher's Stone. How can other things match his nobleness? identity?

Since there was no way to make a Horcrux for a while, the only remaining Horcrux had to be removed before that old **** Dumbledore found it, and found a new location to protect it.

Moreover, this matter can't bring anyone, not even Bertha - thanks to that old bastard, the whole magical world knows that he is relying on Horcrux to stay alive, and he will never put this fatal point on other people in hand!

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"here we go again."

Harry tried not to notice the whispers around him.

Recently, more and more important news appeared in the newspapers, which caused the surrounding students to look at him even more strangely.

At one point he even heard Dean and the others muttering a troubling rumour over there - that Harry Potter's great magic had been revealed over time, stabilizing in fourth grade. A firm warrior of the Academy, he was already strong enough to defeat his classmates in the fifth grade, and this powerful force will explode when he graduates, becoming the savior who defeats the mysterious man.

This magical legend doesn't know where it came from, but with Harry's excellent performance in the classroom, especially after defeating several challengers in the seventh grade one-on-one, more and more people believe it.

The Mysterious Man brings too much pressure on everyone. Even after Dumbledore has gradually cracked the secret of Mysterious Man's resurrection and started to search for and destroy the Horcrux, there are still a sufficient number of people who are troubled by the Dark Lord.

Everyone believes that Harry is the savior and can solve all problems after graduation - maybe it's an adventure after graduation, or a duel, anyway, after this or that, the Dark Lord will disappear like before and usher in peace.

"Really...why are there such outrageous remarks..."

Harry was very distressed, and he refuted the rumors several times, but it still didn't work. People would only respond to him with the tone of right, right, and everything you said, and then continue to respond with anticipation or hidden hatred, even if it's autumn, look. The look in her eyes is much gentler than before, always reluctant to part...

"Obviously I'm still a long way off..."

Harry sighed and looked at Professor William who walked in from the podium.

He is not humble, he really knows it - the professor on the podium, every time he spares no effort to praise his talent and progress, and then beat him mercilessly in one-on-one teaching or duel On the ground, it didn't end until the body was covered with bruises.

This is very shocking, while saying that you are a very talented genius, while using a few magic spells to slam you directly to the ground, and then cheerfully praise you for your very fast learning and a lot of progress than before...

He sometimes even suspects that the professor's praise is to keep him from giving up, but he can clearly feel his progress when he is playing against the rest of his classmates, and even when he is fighting with the seniors - however, when he takes the training course , was mercilessly pressed to the ground and beaten...

"Harry..."

The opponent on the opposite side let out a scream, and Harry noticed that he was inattentive, and when he was practicing, he started a little too hard. The four opponents have all been disarmed at this moment, and they are still tied tightly by ropes. true.

"what…"

He whispered apologetically and let go of his opponent. They complained a little bit, but no one's face was unhappy - because everyone has been beaten, and rounding up, no one has been beaten.

Finally, when the get out of class was over, Harry finally couldn't hold back his doubts, walked behind the students, and stood in front of the professor.

"Professor, I'm a little confused."

"Confused? Come and listen?"

William waved his left hand casually, keeping the classroom door closed to prevent eavesdroppers, then looked at Harry and nodded - during this time Harry has not been very relaxed in his studies, and his progress is almost visible to the naked eye.

"That's right, they're rumored to say that I'm the savior..."

Harry felt a little hot on his face as soon as he finished speaking. He really had never heard of the savior who was beaten to the ground all the time.

"Savior?"

William smiled and put down the paper bag, "This name is not bad, so you are troubled by the name of Savior?"

"It's just... I always feel that I haven't learned enough. I'm too far, too far. To defeat Voldemort is really..."

"Then, do you think the spell you learned isn't powerful enough?"

"No, professor, no."

Harry shook his head vigorously, "You said, maybe some spells are particularly powerful to use, but we are wizards, we control spells, not spells control us, and this kind of thing is feasible against students, but Dealing with powerful wizards is definitely not that easy."

"That is, for the savior's responsibility?"

"Yes... I always feel ashamed... but I can't help but want to do things that waste my time..."

"A waste of time? Do you mean—quidditch, a date, or time to share with other people?"

William looked at Harry with a serious look, "You don't think the rest of your life is about defeating the Dark Lord, do you?"

"…"

"My God..."

William covered his forehead, looking at Harry's speechless expression, "I admit, it's a pretty good idea, to defeat the Dark Lord and save the world...sounds cool, and I admit, I teach you magic. At times, I did have some such considerations.”

"But magic is the power you master, the weapon you use for defense, the knowledge you use to learn about this magical world, and the assistant for your future life," William shook his head, "I'm here to teach students, not a special trip. Come to teach about a savior."

"Some of my first class students have been working for a while, and many of them have consulted me in the classroom or in my office, and even learned some spells from me..."

"For some students who have spare capacity, I will open a little stove, whether it is Percy who has graduated, Nancy who has graduated, or Nymph who has graduated, I have learned a little bit, and I personally think it is more interesting. magic tricks."

"Even students who didn't graduate, those who could do other things in a fifth-grade environment, learned a little trick, even twins... oh, yes, and your friend, Ronald Weasley, of course, I admit, I'm a little selfish about this, because the Weasley students I know have some peculiar talents, and I want to know what he's good at... Of course, there are actually some Percy reasons. …”

"In the past few years, there have been fewer ghosts in my office. In previous years, I would have to have one night every week to chat with the ghosts..."

"Okay—that's a bit of a conversation," William looked at Harry, "but you have to know that each of them has a life of their own, and maybe one day, when we get together to besiege the Dark Lord, At times, some of them will drop what they're doing to fight, but they're fighting to protect their lives or the people or things they love, not to put their lives on the line to fight the Dark Lord."

"My teaching is just to give you more ability to choose your own life and protect your own life when facing the future, not to train you to fight specially."

"You can study to the death to defeat the Dark Lord, but I hope you can pursue more about life, learn to protect it, and learn to love it."

"By the way, you have Dumbledore above you, the Headmaster, the Ministry of Magic, and us professors... If you're willing to be one of the Dark Lord's fighters after you graduate, then maybe I'll I'm very happy to introduce you, as for now, after getting ready for the battle, let's work hard to enrich yourself..."

"Yes, Professor!"

Although the professor made some verbal mistakes, Harry still felt that the burden on his shoulders that was holding him breathless was much lighter. He hugged his schoolbag and said goodbye, and ran out happily.

"To protect..."

William looked at the back of Harry's departure, and nodded lightly, the chalk foam falling on the blackboard floated up a little with the movement of his head, and then constructed an iron armor-like spell. protection.

"boom…"

As William waved his wand, a powerful spell hit the guard and made a muffled sound.

"It's still a little bit..."

William shook his head and waved away the chalk dust.

Magic is a little bit worse, calculation is a little bit worse...

This time he prepared a bunch of hidden clues for the Dark Lord, waiting for someone to pass the news, but after so many days, no one paid attention to the whereabouts of those precious candies, and no one looked at Dumbledore's recipes. , even a little test to see if Dumbledore was injured could not be found!

"As expected of the Dark Lord, I planned to use a fake Horcrux to deceive him. We were actually releasing fake news, but he didn't get caught..."

"The principal's suspended animation failed..."

'Wait a few more days, if there is no change, I have to correct Ms. Susan's name, and then prepare for a hard cane...'

He picked up the paper bag on the table again.

"Come on then, Dark Lord, of course I don't know much about the war in the magical world, and it's easy to calculate people, but your Death Eater team is already half lonely, and there are not many talents in the purgers... I can't calculate it. If so, prepare for war..."

ps: I don't have much to watch tonight, so please put the fake note here first...

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