Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Like Harry, Ivan looked at Dumbledore curiously, wondering what he meant by saying the ring had other uses?

This ring is a special soul tool, Ivan knows where it is special, but he doesn't know about its other uses, is it related to the spell on Dumbledore's right hand?! Don't think too much, the answer is yes, Dumbledore's right hand can't be like this for no reason.

Well, the thing about this ring...

Ivan thought quickly, and he remembered what Riddle, 15, had said before, the process by which Riddle, 15, had been stripped from the soul of Voldemort, the world he had entered, and the strange "Reaper” he had encountered, and Ivan felt like he had caught something.

Riddle said he had won the Reaper, so he was rewarded, and the first soul appeared.

Ivan speculated that the reason Reedel saw the Reaper and the Horcrux appeared was the magic left by Salazar Slytherin.

The magic left behind by Slytherin helped Riddle create a soul tool, a soul made up of the heart of Riddle's soul's goodness.

Sounds a little awkward, but it's very likely. Slytherin was familiar with the method of making the Horcrux and learned from Ivan that, a thousand years later, his only descendant, Voldemort, could not have done anything. In his character, if he does nothing, it's a very unusual thing.

In other words, since the magic spell on Dumbledore's right hand is related to the ring, what he is currently doing is related to Salazar Slytherin, or the key to Slytherin's treasure, or something else...

Ivan went along with it, but Dumbledore, like before, had no intention of explaining it. He poured the memories out of the tiny crystal bottle into the meditation basin, and the whole process was not easy, because the memories in the tiny crystal bottle, unlike what he had seen before, seemed to condense together. Could memories also deteriorate?

“This is not long.” When the vial was finally emptied, Dumbledore said, "We'll be back in a few minutes. ”

On Dumbledore's cue, Ivan followed Harry into the meditation basin and fell back into the silver surface.

This time, they were in front of a man, and Ivan recognized them almost immediately.

It's Horace Slughorn, much younger Professor Slughorn. He was no longer bald and replaced by a dense, shiny yellow hair, which looked like he had covered his head with thick thatch, but had a bright, golden bald spot at the centre of his head.

Besides, he doesn't have a mustache anymore, it's turmeric.

Slughorn's body wasn't as round as Ivan was familiar with, but the gold button on the embroidered vest was already tight.

But that pair of heads is no different now, with his little feet resting on a large velvet cushion, half lying on a comfortable, winged armchair, holding a small glass of wine in his hand and his other hand picking it in a box of pineapple candles.

Slughorn was quite enjoyable, as he was when he was young.

A few seconds later, Dumbledore appeared next to Evan and Harry and gauged the area with interest.

At this time, they were standing in Slughorn's office, with six or seven boys sitting next to Slughorn, all fifteen or six years old, with harder or shorter chairs. Almost instantly, Evan recognized Tom Riddle in the crowd.

It didn't take much effort because he was the most special of these students and it was difficult to ignore him.

Riddle, for example, attracts everyone's gaze in this group of students as if it were glowing.

Generally, only beautiful girls produce this effect.

Of course, good or beautiful boys and girls like Riddle can do it too...

Riddle's face, sitting in the center of the student's position, is the most handsome of all, and he is also the most relaxed one to look at, with his right hand resting carelessly on a chair armrest, and his hand already carrying a Marvolo black gemstone ring.

The memory follows the night Riddle killed his father and blamed his uncle.

“Sir, is Professor Merloth retiring?” Riddle asked.

“Tom, Tom, I know and I can't tell you.” Slughorn shakes his frosted finger blamefully, but blinks slightly damage the effect, "I have to say, I want to know where you got your news, son, and you know more than half the instructors. ”

Riddle smiled slightly and the other boys laughed and cast admirable eyes at him.

“You ghost genie, knowing things you shouldn't know, will carefully please important people again, really... oh, by the way, thank you for the pineapple, you guessed it, this is my favorite. ”

When a few boys were laughing, a strange thing happened.

The whole room was suddenly covered in white mist and everything disappeared in front of him, and Ivan could only see Harry and Dumbledore next to him, which was interesting, which meant that Slughorn was modifying his memory and he hid an extremely important part. It's easy to understand that if Riddle and Slughorn mention the Horcruxes or other sensitive things, with Slughorn's character, they will definitely erase them and not easily tell Dumbledore.

He probably still has a sinful mind and won't divulge Voldemort's secrets.

Don't look at Slughorn as terrible, but he's actually a very powerful wizard.

He is smarter than most people and knows where the bottom line is.

After about two or three seconds, Slughorn's voice rang in the house, unnaturally loud.

“You're gonna make a mistake, kid, remember what I said. ”

In the blink of an eye, the fog dissipated, just as suddenly as it came, but no one mentioned it, and nothing abnormal just happened on their faces until the little gold bell on Slughorn's desk rang at 11: 00.

“My God, is it time?” Slughorn said, "Time's up too fast. Time to go, boys, or we're in trouble. By the way, Lestrange, submit your paper tomorrow, or you're grounded. You too, Everly. ”

Slughorn climbed out of the chair, took the empty cup to the table, and the boys came out.

But Riddle fell behind, and as you can see, he was deliberately stalling, hoping to stay alone with Slughorn.

“Come on, Tom!” Slughorn turned around and found him still there, saying, "You don't want to be caught turning off your lights. You're the superior...”

“Sir, I'd like to ask you something. ”

“Then ask, son, ask...”

“Sir, I would like to ask if you know…… the Horcrux. ”

Slughorn's face changed, but then again, the house was foggy and he couldn't see a thing.

Next to Evan, there was only a puzzled Harry and Dumbledore smiling peacefully.

Slughorn's voice then sounded bright again, the same as just now.

No, there seems to be some anger!

“I don't know anything about Horcruxes, I wouldn't tell you if I did! Get out. Get out now. Don't make me hear you say that again! ”