Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 633 As long as you keep moving forward, the road will continue to extend.
Compared to the shocked Dumbledore and the portraits of the old headmasters on the wall, Sherlock was much calmer.

He clasped his hands together, supporting his chin, and slowly began to speak under the watchful eyes of all the principals:
"The clues have always been right in front of us; we just need to connect them."

First of all, Harry speaks Parsley.

We all know that this was originally Voldemort's specialty.

After Salazar Slytherin, it seems that only his descendants possess this ability.

But we all know that Harry isn't.

Sherlock paused, then continued:
"Secondly, Professor Trelawney once used her abilities in a divination class to deduce that Harry was born in winter."

But everyone knows that Harry was born on the last day of July.

Some people at the time believed that Professor Trelawney's divination had gone wrong.

Some people think she's a complete fraud.

But... Voldemort was born in winter.

Sherlock speaks quickly, but his pronunciation is clear, his logic is sound, and every sentence is forceful:
"And then there's Nagini, whom you just mentioned."

Living things can also be made into Horcruxes, carrying a part of Voldemort's soul.

This means that living people have the potential to become Horcruxes.

This created the necessary conditions for Harry to become one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

Finally, Sherlock took a deep breath, his eyes becoming even more determined:
"Professor Slughorn once said that the necessary condition for creating a Horcrux is murder."

It is clear that murder is merely a means, not an end, for Horcruxes.

That's why even Voldemort himself didn't know that the murder he had planned but ultimately failed to commit had inadvertently created an unusual 'Horde'.

Just as Voldemort was trying to kill Harry, and just as Harry's mother blocked Voldemort's way, the Killing Curse, due to that ancient magic, bounced back onto Voldemort himself.

According to your deduction, Voldemort had already created five Horcruxes at that time, and only one more was needed to achieve his goal.

Therefore, his soul state has become extremely unstable at this moment, but he himself is unaware of this.

Or perhaps he was aware of it, but didn't care.

After all, compared to immortality, this trouble is not a big deal for him.

In this way, he unknowingly fulfilled the condition for creating a Horcrux—murder.

His soul split once again.

If a Horcrux is created intentionally, the soul will naturally attach itself to the designated Horcrux.

But this time it was purely accidental. Even Voldemort, who created the Horcruxes, had already escaped after his soul split, so the small fragment of his soul naturally had nowhere to go.

In this situation, it could only choose to attach itself to the only living soul in the collapsed house—Harry, who was still a baby.

After all, living people are more attractive to the soul than inanimate objects.

Sherlock's voice echoed in the quiet office, where the old headmasters watched him intently.

"It is precisely because a part of Voldemort's soul remained in Harry's body that Harry possessed some of Voldemort's characteristics."

From a young age, he had the ability to communicate with reptiles.

The Sorting Hat wanted to sort him into Slytherin.

Even when Professor Trelawney was doing a divination, he mistook Voldemort's state for Harry's.

I believe this is because that soul had merged with Harry to some extent as he grew up.

This is precisely why Harry could observe Voldemort's thoughts through the scar.

The soul is the essence, scars are the outward manifestation.

Dumbledore looked at Sherlock in astonishment, almost applauding his brilliant deduction.

He could no longer think of any words to describe Sherlock.

However, now that Sherlock has pointed this out, there's no need for him to hide it any longer:
“Sherlock, your thoughts are exactly the same as mine.”

“One more thing, Harry was there just now, and when he asked about the last Horcrux, you could see pity in his expression.”

"Yes...that child is having a tough time."

Dumbledore let out a long sigh:

For a long time, I thought he was doing well in the Muggle world.

Sherlock was too lazy to even comment on this.

Because Dumbledore's understanding of "doing well" is completely different from that of ordinary people.

"So you're not telling him this because you think he won't be able to accept it?"

"Indeed, you have always hoped to pursue the truth, but the truth is so cruel."

As long as the fragment of Harry's soul that Voldemort hasn't discovered remains attached to him, Voldemort cannot die.

After a moment of silence, Sherlock's gaze became fixed on Dumbledore:

"So you mean, Harry has to die to completely kill Voldemort?"

Several portraits on the wall then expressed shock and indignation.

Dumbledore looked at Sherlock and said calmly, "Yes."

"So you're trying to tell me that all these years you've been protecting him just so he can die at the right time?"

"We protect him because we must train him, nurture him, and let him hone his abilities,"

Dumbledore looked at Sherlock and said, word by word:

"As Harry grew up, the connection between Voldemort and Harry became stronger and stronger, like a parasitic life form."

"So? When do you plan to tell him about this?"

"If at some point Voldemort stops sending that serpent to carry out orders, but instead keeps it by his side and protects it with magic..."

"By then, I think I can tell Harry."

"Because by that time, it would mean that Voldemort had realized the danger."

Or perhaps, at that time, he believed that he only had that snake Horcrux left?

So, the length of Harry's life is ultimately determined by how long it takes to destroy all the Horcruxes, right?

"exactly."

"I don't approve."

Sherlock stared at Dumbledore and said, word by word, in a clear and resolute voice:

"If killing one person is predicated on killing another, then the act of killing itself is wrong."

I know that for you, killing is something you would never do if you could avoid it—that's why Grindelwald is still alive!

Dumbledore suddenly felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart.

This is not counting.

Sherlock continued:
"The core of your entire plan is actually based on sacrificing the life of an innocent person?"

How is this fundamentally different from Voldemort's creation of Horcruxes and indiscriminate killing in his pursuit of immortality?
Dumbledore, you are fighting darkness with darkness!

"Should I call Professor Snape over?"

Dumbledore's expression changed drastically, while Sherlock continued to attack:

"For many years, he has been silently protecting the son of the woman he loves most."

If he finds out that the whole thing was just to get Harry killed, what do you think he'll do?
I bet he'd say, 'You're raising him like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.'

At this moment, the portraits on the wall were no longer just filled with shock and indignation, but were engulfed in chaotic discussion.

Some of the older headmasters nodded vehemently in agreement with Sherlock, waving their fists. Others looked anxiously at Dumbledore, seeking an explanation.

Phineas Nigellus chuckled, seemingly thinking Sherlock was too naive, but in the end he said nothing.

When faced with Sherlock's direct rebuke, a barely perceptible hint of pain flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.

He slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the quiet night at Hogwarts, the moonlight shining on his silver beard.

"Sherlock..."

His voice was heavy with weariness, yet still firm:
"I understand your anger and moral concerns."

No one would have liked Harry to survive more than me, to grow up, get married, and live a happy life.

However, Voldemort was different.

His evil was deeply rooted in the soul, and the splitting of his soul only amplified this evil.

As long as the fragment of Harry's soul that was parasitizing him still exists, Voldemort will never be truly killed.

You know what? I've tried other methods, ancient ones, even taboo ones...

But there is no way to safely detach a fragment of the soul that is so intimately connected to his or her own.

"So you gave up on finding other methods? And simply chose to be the sacrifice?"

Sherlock pressed on relentlessly.

He stood up as well, and at this moment, his aura was in no way inferior to that of the greatest wizard of our time.
"Necessary sacrifices?"

What a high-sounding excuse!

Dumbledore, do you still think you're so great?
You always taught Harry to cherish life and choose love over hate, but now your plan itself is a joke!

The air in the office seemed to freeze, with only the suppressed breathing of the portraits on the wall and the faint sound of the wind outside the window remaining.

Dumbledore turned around and looked intently at Sherlock:
Do you think I would be happy to make such a decision, Sherlock?
This is the only option I can face!

You might not believe it, but if I were in that situation, I would do the same without hesitation…

"Believe it, why wouldn't I believe it?"

Sherlock sneered, "But your willingness to die is your own business. What does it have to do with anyone else?"

"Based on my understanding of Harry, when the time comes, I believe he will have everything arranged."

Thus, when he resolutely faced death, it signified the true end of Voldemort.

And... Harry possesses the protection of ancient magic left behind by Lily's sacrifice, a protection that might come in crucial moments..."

"Perhaps? Protection?"

I don't think there's any need to continue this conversation. Let's just get Snape here.

“Sherlock, Severus… now bears an important mission…”

"You sent him to infiltrate Voldemort's ranks again?"

Sherlock looked at Dumbledore and said irritably:
"Don't look at me like that. He didn't show up at all that night. Do you think I can't tell you have other plans?"

Sherlock took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down:
There must be other ways.

Since Voldemort's soul fragments could attach themselves unintentionally, there must have been a way to peel them off or destroy them intentionally.

What we need is not to give up thinking, but to seek the answers.

Dumbledore, stop your plans.

Stop it until you find a way that doesn't sacrifice Harry.

Dumbledore remained silent for a long time, long enough for the moonlight to shift an inch on the office floor.

He sat back down in his chair, his hands folded on his knees, looking unusually old.

"Sherlock."

He finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse:
"Your wisdom and courage always exceed my expectations."

Compared to me, your sense of morality is more like a Hogwarts gem.

I'm sorry, I can't promise to give up all of this, but I can promise you one thing—I will continue to look for a way without sacrificing Harry.

I will exhaust all my knowledge, connections, and resources to find the answer you mentioned.

Until I find that method, and given the signs of Voldemort protecting Nagini, I will still tell Harry the truth and his mission.

The final decision is up to Harry himself.

Whatever decision he makes, I will fully support him.

Sherlock sneered. Isn't this just moral blackmail?
Given Harry's personality, how could he possibly disagree when things really come to this?

Thinking of this, he suddenly changed the subject and brought up another matter:
"As far as I know, because the process of creating Horcruxes is so evil, they also have the power to influence people's minds, right?"

“That’s true,” Dumbledore explained, not surprised that Sherlock knew this.
"As you said, the process of creating Horcruxes is itself the most evil thing."

Furthermore, the influence of Voldemort's own soul made the Horcruxes created from the split of his soul even more evil.

The most serious case is Professor Lockhart, whose mind has been corrupted. He connects with the Horcruxes, and his soul comes into contact with the soul fragments within the Horcruxes.

Ultimately, he was directly controlled by the Horcrux and did something he would regret for the rest of his life.

Furthermore, Marvolo Gaunt's ring was also... I almost couldn't resist the temptation to wear it...

But since you mentioned this, could it be...?

"What I mean is, Horcruxes amplify the dark side of the wearer's inner self, making them irritable, easily angered, and emotionally negative, right?"

"Uh... I see."

"Does that mean that the Dursleys, who have lived with Harry for eleven years, were also affected by the Horcruxes?"

"what?"

"During Harry's extended stay at school, the Dursleys became much more normal."

Dumbledore was taken aback: "Sherlock..."

"Not just them, but Hermione and Ron too."

Sherlock ignored Dumbledore's bewildered expression and continued:
"After all... we have no way of knowing what they looked like before they were affected."

Perhaps without Harry's influence, Hermione would have gone to Ravenclaw.

Perhaps without Harry's influence, Ron wouldn't have been so sensitive and irritable at times.

As for why I wasn't affected, it's naturally because the attic in my brain achieved an effect similar to a brain occlusion surgery.

Dumbledore: '(°ー°〃)
Although I don't understand why Sherlock brought this up at this time, but...

This analysis seems to make sense!
Perhaps Dali was originally a gentle and easy-going child, but Harry's arrival turned him into such a violent person...

Moreover, as Muggles, the Dursleys are certainly much less resistant to the influence of Horcruxes than wizards.

Just as Dumbledore was lost in thought, Sherlock shrugged:

"Of course, there's no evidence for any of what just happened—but in any case, it doesn't change the fact that he's my best friend."

Dumbledore finally couldn't help but ask, "Sherlock, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"It's very simple—I will never allow anyone to hurt my friends—including you."

Voldemort must be eliminated, and Harry must not risk his life for this.

Mr. Dumbledore, I hope you never stop searching for the answers.

Sherlock stared at Dumbledore and said, word by word:
"As long as we keep moving forward, the road will continue to extend."

Dumbledore: ((*)ゞ→→

(End of this chapter)