Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

Professor Dumbledore looked quite relaxed, and with a wave of his wand two overstuffed armchairs appeared out of thin air.

"Sit down, children!" said Professor Dumbledore, then returned to his desk, sat in his high-back chair, and took out a few items from the drawer of his desk.

A diary with a hideous crack, a golden ring, Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's golden cup, and Ravenclaw's diadem.

"These, plus the giant snake that follows Voldemort, and his body, make a total of seven souls..." Professor Dumbledore glanced at Harry, "You also know that you are...special, right, Harry?"

"I am a Horcrux created by Voldemort accidentally..." Harry said in an unnatural tone, "Ares told me, but... last summer... wasn't I killed by Voldemort himself... Wasn't I killed?" Harry asked again uncertainly.

"Of course... child... you don't need to feel any psychological burden. The soul of Voldemort in you has indeed been dealt with!" Professor Dumbledore said, "It's just... how should we deal with these now?"

"Um... Professor..." said Aris, "I have something here that looks like a Horcrux..." Aris took out the snake-shaped mithril box from his pocket, which contained the Black family emblem that looked like a Horcrux.

Professor Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, seeming puzzled. Aeris placed the mithril box on Professor Dumbledore's desk and tapped the mithril box with his slender index finger. The box turned into several mithril snakes and spread out, revealing the exquisite Black family emblem inside.

Professor Dumbledore picked up the badge, examined it carefully, and then spoke softly: "It is indeed a Horcrux, but it does not seem to be Voldemort's. The Horcruxes made by Voldemort have very strong personal characteristics, but this Horcrux does not have any characteristics of Voldemort, and the soul sealed inside... gives me a feeling that is both familiar and strange... Can you tell me the origin of this Horcrux, Aires!"

"Of course, Professor. I got this Horcrux from Miss Pansy Parkinson of Slytherin College..." Aris recounted in detail the conflict between him and Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle, as well as Pansy Parkinson's strange behavior when he took the Horcrux away.

"This is just my guess, Professor!" Aerys said, "I feel that this Horcrux should be made by Bellatrix Lestrange using part of her own soul. Voldemort should have threatened the Parkinson family, or directly used Pansy Parkinson's family to threaten her, asking her to return to Hogwarts to complete some tasks, and told her that this badge can help her and let her wear it all the time. In this way, Voldemort can not only resurrect his capable men, but also plant spies inside Hogwarts, and find an opportunity to assassinate you... This is really a good plan... a plan to kill two birds with one stone..."

"Eris! You mean..." Harry said in horror, "the opal necklace that nearly killed Katie Bell, the mead that nearly killed Ron, and the culprit was Pansy Parkinson?"

"There is a simple way to prove it. Can you give me the badge, Professor?" Aris asked Professor Dumbledore for the Black family badge, threw the badge on the floor, then fumbled in his pocket and took out a wooden box.

Aeris opened the wooden box, inside of which was a basilisk fang. Aeris carefully picked up the fang, took a deep breath, and then stabbed at the Black family emblem without hesitation.

The moment the basilisk's fangs pierced the badge, it was like a red-hot awl piercing into a piece of butter. The basilisk's fangs easily pierced the badge, and a large amount of bright red blood gushed out of the badge, soon soaking a large area of ​​the floor. Painful wails could be faintly heard, and a ghost-like shadow floated out of the broken badge. The appearance of this shadow was exactly: Bellatrix Lestrange.

The shadow of Bellatrix Lestrange wailed in pain for a while, then completely disappeared.