The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"Seven..."

After listening to Hermione and Fish's narration, Dumbledore didn't know whether to sigh or sigh in relief.

And Hermione asked excitedly: "Professor, in addition to Slytherin's locket and the big snake called Nagini, what would be a Horcrux?"

The four Horcruxes, Riddle's diary, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Ravenclaw's crown, and Gaunt's ring, have been destroyed. The locket has not yet been found, and the serpent has remained with Voldemort. But other than that, there seems to be no more Horcrux-related clues in those memories related to Voldemort.

"Is it Gryffindor's sword?" Hermione exclaimed.

After learning about the carriers of several other Horcruxes, with the habit of Miss Know-it-all, she would naturally go to the library to look up some relevant information, and then she knew the existence of the Gryffindor Sword.

Dumbledore shook his head and said: "Gryffindor's sword is fine, it has been kept by me, and Voldemort has no chance to touch it. In addition, there should be six Horcruxes instead of seven."

He concealed Harry's most important Horcrux, explaining: "The seventh part of the soul, however broken, is still in his resurrected body, the part of him that existed in ghostly form during his years of exile. , without it, he would be without himself. This seventh part of the soul will be the last thing anyone who wants to kill Voldemort must attack—the piece within him."

"Currently? Should?" Hermione didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but was keenly aware of the uncertainty in Dumbledore's words.

"Yes..." Dumbledore sighed again, and said, "Do you think that Voldemort, knowing that the diary and the golden cup have been destroyed, will restock the Horcrux to six?"

"But, but...isn't there only six Horcruxes you can make?" Hermione's eyes widened in horror, and she asked stutteringly.

"It's not that you can only do six, but Voldemort wants to keep the most magical number of 'seven'..." Dumbledore continued to sigh: "Of course, splitting the soul many times is not a problem for Voldemort. Simple things, so he may not necessarily make new Horcruxes now, but we have to guard against this possibility."

"So, after all, it's still impossible to determine the number of Horcruxes, meow? Why don't you just follow Fish's method, go and catch Voldemort, and then pour him the Veritaserum, just meow!"

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Cat Cat folded his arms and nodded his head earnestly.

"This is indeed a way," Dumbledore chuckled, "provided we can catch him."

"As long as he dares to appear in front of Feixu, he will never run away, Meow!"

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The cat raised his head confidently.

When Voldemort was resurrected, he didn't expect the other party to escape so decisively, so he didn't give him the wild mark. When he saw Voldemort the next time, he must have marked the other party as soon as possible.

That way, no matter how Voldemort escaped, he would be able to sense it.

However, there is still a problem to be solved here...

"So, when should I teach Feishu to Apparate? After learning to Apparate, Feishu can catch up with the fleeing Voldemort cat!"

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In Maomao's mouth, the so-called Dark Lord seems to be nothing more than that, originally there was a heavy atmosphere,

It suddenly became easier.

"Don't worry, when the holidays are over, the Ministry of Magic will arrange for someone to teach you Apparition in Hogsmeade." Dumbledore reassured with a smile.

Although he didn't know the specific name and effect of the wild mark spell, Dumbledore also roughly knew that Cat Cat had a spell that sensed a specific target by following Fish.

"Well, anyway, this memory has made us a great progress, why don't we drink something to celebrate." Dumbledore no longer bothered about the Horcrux, but made a teapot and Three teacups, said to Fish and Hermione.

"Of course, the wine doesn't matter. I don't want to be like Horace, who can't be scolded by Minerva." He smiled and winked at the two of them, "I know what happened last night, you did a good job. good."

However, Fisher, who had just eaten and drank enough, was not interested in drinking a drink or something. He leaned on the table, leaned his entire body towards Dumbledore, and asked with bright eyes, "Albus, what did you just say? That Gryffindor sword, can you show Fishy, ​​meow?"

Fish has seen several beautiful swords in Muggle TV shows, but in a school that teaches magic and is full of wizards, if you want to see cold weapons for melee combat, you can basically only get it from Look for those armored statues.

So when Mao Mao heard that there was actually a sword used by the founder of the academy, he immediately became interested.

Dumbledore smiled mysteriously, picked up the Sorting Hat on the side, and handed it to Fish.

"Wait a minute, Dumbledore!" the Sorting Hat yelled. "What are you doing? It's out of my control whether Fish can take out his sword!"

"What do you mean? The sword was hidden by you, meow?"

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Cat Cat grabbed the Sorting Hat, pulled it to both sides and questioned.

"I didn't hide it!" The Sorting Hat loudly defended: "Gryffindor just magically linked me to his sword, and if it's a real Gryffindor, it can pull the sword out of me. But it's out of my control!"

"Is it meow?"

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Fish cast a suspicious look at Dumbledore.

"Of course." Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

"Then you can prove it to Fish!" Mao Mao handed over the Sorting Hat.

However, Dumbledore didn't pick it up. "Actually, I'm not a typical Gryffindor, so I can't pull it out through the Sorting Hat."

He said that with a smile on his face, as if he was open-minded about not being a "real Gryffindor".

Of course, judging from Dumbledore's usual performance, this may also be his lie.

It's just that Fish isn't interested in whether Dumbledore is a Gryffindor or not...

"You didn't say that the sword has always been taken care of meow!"

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Fish glared at the bad old man angrily.

He actually wanted to lie to him again!

"I didn't lie to you," Dumbledore didn't feel embarrassed to lie. He shrugged and explained: "I really can't draw Gryffindor's sword through the Sorting Hat, but... I know the sword is hidden in Where."

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"...Then you can't give Feixu Miao directly?!"

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The cat stared dangerously at Dumbledore's hands, and his mouth made a creaking noise.

"Cough cough..." Dumbledore, who was worried that he would be bitten again, quickly hid his hands behind him, and said with a pleasing smile: "I don't want to try to see if you can draw the sword out."

Fish tilted his head and thought for a while, then put his hand into the Sorting Hat and poached...

The result, of course, was nothing.

Mao Mao, who couldn't draw out his sword, didn't have any thoughts of disappointment. After all... He didn't think there was anything special about an academy marked by a big cat that couldn't climb trees.

And Dumbledore, who saw this scene, was a little relieved, and at the same time was a little depressed...

The reason why he lied before that he couldn't draw the sword was because he was worried that if the cat couldn't draw the sword, he would be unhappy, but it turned out that he thought too much.

Fish didn't care about Gryffindor, he was driven by curiosity to see what the sword looked like.

Of course, the cat that has raised curiosity will not give up so easily.

He grabbed the Sorting Hat and held it up in front of him, shaking it and threateningly: "Quick! Hand over the sword! Otherwise, Fixu will not only wipe the oil stains on you, but also use his claws to hook out the ends of your threads. Meow!"

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Sorting Hat: "..."

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