Homecoming from Hogwarts

The meticulous logic of history is admirable. Everything that happens intentionally or unintentionally ultimately pushes history in the 'correct' direction.

The blood left by Delphi was collected.

Not much, just barely covering the bottom of the thumb-sized bottle.

"Is this enough?"

Harry put the wand he had retrieved into his sleeve and leaned over with Hermione and Ron, looking at the small bottle held in Professor Brain's hand with a little concern.

"I think the quantity shouldn't be a problem."

Hermione said, brushing her scattered hair. She glanced at Professor Brain hesitantly. They were in a hurry and had to go back as soon as possible.

"Speaking of -"

With an interested look, Amosta looked at the red color rippling slightly at the bottom of the bottle. He suddenly raised his head and asked with great interest,
"You call me Professor. What do I teach you at Hogwarts?"

Harry was about to answer, but then he was glared at by Hermione, so he shut up.

Amosta shrugged and didn't ask any further questions.

This was not the question that interested him most.

Amosta kept Delphi's blood beside him without any intention of giving it to the three people. He picked up the commemorative coin and studied it. It contained magic that his future self had cast personally. It was very interesting and had great reference value.

After stroking it for a while, Amosta suddenly asked again,
"I gave this to you, right? What is the function of the magic inside?"

Does this seem like an answerable question?

Hermione glanced at Ron. He looked a little nervous, probably worried that he wouldn't be able to get the coin back.

"The coin is the one you gave to Ron. It contains tracking magic that can help us locate you.
The book is mine. You gave Harry a Time-Turner."

"Time-Turners aren't very common—"

Amosta asked with great interest,

"As far as I know, the Ministry of Magic strictly controls every time-turner that leaks out. Do you know where I got it from?"

This is obviously another question that cannot be answered.

Hermione said sorry apologetically.

Amosta rolled his eyes slightly dissatisfiedly. These three guys' IQs have really come online.

"Teach me, Amosta——"

Harry looked at Professor Brain, who was studying the commemorative coin again, and asked abruptly,
"Do you um, do you know what a Horcrux is?"

Hermione and Ron immediately looked at Harry in surprise. The former moved his lips a few times and looked at Harry with complicated eyes, but ultimately did not stop him.

"Horcrux?"

Amosta raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the scarred boy.

"A kind of black magic that can make people immortal. It splits the soul through killing. Then, it uses a magic to store the fragments of your soul on an object. If you don't destroy the object beforehand, then the person with the split soul will not die no matter how heavy the blow is."

"nothing."

Harry lowered his head and said, his face was terribly pale.

Hermione looked at Harry worriedly.

The things that Dumbledore had accidentally said at the Hog's Head tonight, combined with what Delphi had just said, were enough for Harry to figure out something.

"Then a person should be able to have more than one Horcrux, right?"

After a long silence, Harry looked up and asked again.

He remembered the notebook that had once controlled Ginny, and therein lay a fragment of Voldemort's soul.

"Harry--"

Hermione held Harry's arm, anxiously trying to stop him from asking any more questions.

"In theory, that's right—"

Amosta said,
"But in reality, there is definitely a limit. You have to understand that the Horcrux is, after all, a very evil black magic. It will first eliminate the good side of the soul, leaving only the evil dregs.

Creating a Horcrux once is enough to change a person beyond recognition, not to mention creating multiple Horcruxes. The creator will eventually become a mad monster without reason. "

This is just like Voldemort.

The same thought occurred to Harry and the other two.

His eyes moved, and Amosta suddenly stood up, saying "wait a moment", and then trotted into the ruins of the city in front of them.

Ron raised an eyebrow at the small bottle on the chest of drawers, but Hermione frowned in thought and shook her head.

There was a clanking sound, and a few minutes later, young Professor Braine returned to them, holding a box in his arms. "I have a Horcrux here—"

Amosta's next words made Harry and the other two look horrified.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't do something as stupid as splitting my soul--"

Amosta waved his hand and said, he opened the box in front of them, and a strong smell of burning immediately came out.

It was a crown, its surface stained with black blood and traces of burning, and it had been broken into two pieces.

"Is this a Horcrux?"

Harry immediately leaned over, his emerald eyes cast on the crown, and so did Ron and Hermione. However, Hermione quickly came to her senses and stared at him in surprise.

"It was a coincidence to find it--"

Amosta shrugged and said,
"I hid in this magical house and used the blood that Delphi left in the forbidden forest to track her back.
Ah, of course, the magic failed, but I sensed an unusual evil magic stirring. You know, I am very sensitive to magic-"

Amosta pointed to the crown in the box,
"I guessed that this thing might be a Horcrux, but at the time I thought it was a Horcrux left by the dark witch who attacked me, so I tried to destroy it."

"How did you do it?"

Ron stared at the young Professor Braine in awe.

Just think about it, a fifth-year student fought against Dumbledore and destroyed one of Voldemort's Horcruxes!
"Li Huo."

Amosta said,
"It is one of the few magics that can destroy Horcruxes. Fortunately, after setting a fire in the Forbidden Forest last time, I have a deeper understanding of this magic."

"Of course, people think you are the best at magic fire."

Ron blurted out.

Is that so?
Amosta's eyes moved. It seemed that he was indeed conducting deeper research on Lihuo.

This is the benefit of predicting the future in advance. Among the countless forks in the road full of traps, you can accurately find the right one.

"But when I actually started burning it with Fiendfyre, I knew I was wrong. This Horcrux belonged to Voldemort."

Facing the eager gazes of three pairs of eyes, Amosita said calmly,

"His soul emerged from the crown and tried to tempt me with things like eternal life and wealth, but I was resistant to such things and had no interest in them at all. In the end, I destroyed it."

Ron's mouth twitched.

Professor Brain looked as if he was showing off his noble character.

“Thank you for sharing this history with us, Bu.uh, Amosta—”

Hermione looked cautiously at the suddenly friendly young Professor Braine. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the Horcrux and the box that contained it.

"But um, you told us this for"

"Using this past, and——"

Amosta stooped and picked up the vial of Delphi's blood.
"this--"

Under the bright lights, he could see the eager glitter in the eyes of his three future students. So he smiled even more happily.

"Let me make a deal with you."

trade?!
Harry and the other two looked at each other.

"how?"

Amosta showed some displeasure.

"I was the one who injured Delphi, wasn't I? I also helped you destroy one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. You don't think all this is free, do you?"

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched as well.

What does Professor Brain want. Galleon?

It's possible. It is said that Professor Brian lived a very difficult life in that era.

"What do you want?"

Hermione became alert again. She was not as naive as Harry. She already had a vague guess about what Professor Blaine wanted.

"Oh, not a big deal?"

Amosta shrugged and smiled casually.

"I'm just very curious, what are you and Dumbledore going to all that trouble to get Delphi's blood for?"

(End of this chapter)