Chapter 737 The Most Magical Number

Accompanied by Professor McGonagall and Hermione, Fish finished his breakfast happily.

During this period, Professor McGonagall hesitated several times whether to ask Fish what they were doing last night, but she finally chose to believe Cat and Hermione.

"By the way, how is Horace? Did Harry succeed?"

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However, after Fish wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, he asked Hermione carelessly in front of Professor McGonagall.

Hermione glanced at Professor McGonagall and felt that there seemed to be nothing to hide, so she replied equally nonchalantly: "It worked, and that memory is now with me. Harry thinks that Dumbledore should see it as soon as possible." ”

"Professor Slughorn was told a few words by me in the morning, and he should be hiding in his office now." Professor McGonagall answered Maomao's first question. In addition, Fish and Hermione have made it so obvious that Professor McGonagall no longer needs to pretend not to know, "So, you made such a fuss last night just to get a memory from Professor Slughorn? "

"That's right, meow! It was Albus who asked Fish and Harry to go to Horace to get his memory, meow!" After pitying Professor Slughorn for two seconds, the cat replied without hesitation.

Anyway, it’s not like he got into any trouble, so Maomao naturally wouldn’t hide it from Professor McGonagall,” Albus said that memory might contain clues to Voldemort’s Horcrux, but Harry still followed Fish’s reminder. It was only through the use of Fu Ling Ling that it was successful!”

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Maomao proudly claimed the credit.

"I see..." Professor McGonagall finally figured out what happened. She nodded and said, "Then give your memories to Dumbledore as soon as possible... But he left Hogg three days ago. Watts is not in school right now.”

"Fish has a double-mirror that can contact Albus!"

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Maomao took out an exquisite small mirror from his magic pocket.

However, the mirror was completely dark. It was obvious that the other double-sided mirror was being placed in a pocket or box.

"Hum! It's true again. This mirror is of too little use! It's not as good as the mobile phones used by Muggles!" Fish shouted twice at the dark mirror. After getting no response, he angrily turned it over. He stuffed it back into his pocket.

It seemed that I still had to wait until the time agreed upon with Dumbledore in the evening before contacting him using the double-sided mirror.

But before that...

"Minerva, let's go see this memory first!"

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It's basically impossible for Maomao to suppress his curiosity. It's not like he doesn't know how to use a pensieve anyway.

Although Professor McGonagall knew that Fish would be obedient and wait until Dumbledore came back if he forcibly stopped her, but...

Why stop it? Anyway, this memory will not disappear suddenly.

So she smiled and shook her head, then pinched Fei Xu's soft cat ears, and then said with satisfaction: "I won't go. There is still a lot of work to be finished in school. You and Hermione go Look."

Fish didn't force it, grabbed Hermione and ran to the principal's office.

As soon as the two stepped onto the automatically rotating spiral staircase, Maomao ran upstairs first.

"Fish, go take out the pensieve first! Hermione, hurry up, meow!"

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Maomao climbed the stairs quickly and rushed into the principal's office.

"Fox, Phineas, Delis, Armando... Good morning, meow!"

Fish quickly said hello to Fox on the branch and the principals on the wall portraits, and then happily moved the pensieve out of the cabinet next to it.

"It seems like you succeeded?" Phineas asked from the side.

"Yes, Meow! Fish, Harry, and friends from the Cat Club did it together!"

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While waiting for Hermione, Maomao excitedly shared their actions last night with the past principals.

Just after Fish briefly described what happened last night, Hermione finally arrived late.

"You...you ran...too fast..." Hermione held on to the oak door, panting heavily and out of breath.

Fei Xu hurriedly greeted her, helped her sit down at the desk, and took out a bottle of drink and handed it to her.

"Hermione, give the bottle to Fishmeow!"

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After Hermione gradually regained her breath, Maomao immediately stretched out his hand in front of her and urged her urgently.

Hermione gave the cat an annoyed look and took out the crystal bottle containing Professor Slughorn's memory from her handbag.

Fish opened the cork of the bottle and slowly poured the silver-white substance inside into the pensieve. Then he held up the stone basin and shook the memories in the basin like gold panning, including the faces of Professor Slughorn and Voldemort when they were young. It appeared in the basin and then disappeared, and intermittent sounds came from it, which were full of dangerous words——

"Soul...split...murder..." "...Horcrux...more..."

But soon, these images and sounds subsided, leaving only the silver-white substance in the basin that could not be defined as liquid or gas, with a pearly luster.

Fish put down the pensieve in his hand and dived in impatiently, with Hermione following closely behind.

After a period of spin that they were accustomed to, the two men once again appeared in Professor Slughorn's office decades ago.

Voldemort and several other male students, like before, surrounded Professor Slughorn, talking about topics that Fitz had no interest in and had already heard once.

So the bored cat wandered around the room and tried to pick up the decorations that interested him.

Unfortunately, the items in the memory could not be touched, so Fitz returned to Hermione after two turns.

At this time, the other students had already said goodbye and left, and only the young Voldemort stayed at the end.

"Sir, I want to ask you if you know... Horcruxes."

Voldemort asked this question again, but this time, the white fog that obscured the vision did not appear again, and the influence of Professor Slughorn and Voldemort did not change at all.

In fact, there should have been another thick fog before this, but it did not appear either.

However, Fitz and Hermione, who had long known that the last memory was modified, were naturally not surprised. They had already shifted all their attention to Professor Slughorn and Riddle who were talking.

Just as Dumbledore said, Professor Slughorn was very indulgent towards his favorite students. Knowing that Horcruxes were not good things, he still told Riddle most of the methods of making Horcruxes, except for the final step of sealing the soul fragments.

Moreover, Professor Slughorn took the initiative to find excuses for Riddle: "It's normal to be curious about these things... Talented wizards are always attracted by the magical side..."

However, thanks to his attitude, Riddle, who has always been cautious, also became a little overreaching.

"Yes, sir," Riddle said, "but what I don't understand is... just out of curiosity, I want to ask, is a Horcrux useful? Can the soul only be split once? Wouldn't it be better to split it into more pieces, so that it can make you stronger? For example, isn't seven the most magical number, seven...?"

After hearing this terrible hypothesis, it was obvious that Professor Slughorn regretted it, but probably out of his preference for Riddle and a part of his fluke mentality, he not only kept emphasizing that this was just an academic discussion, but also reminded Riddle not to tell this matter to others.

"People won't be happy if they know we talked about Horcruxes. This is forbidden in Hogwarts, you know... Dumbledore is particularly fierce..."

"I won't tell anyone, sir." Riddle said and left.

The moment he turned around, his face was full of ecstasy, just like when he just found out he was a wizard. That kind of joy did not make his face more handsome, but rather a little hideous...

The memory ended here, Fish and Hermione rose into the air, and after a moment, they both fell back to the floor of the headmaster's office.

In front of them, in addition to the Pensieve, there was also Albus Dumbledore, who had noticed that the warning magic in his office had been triggered and hurried back from outside the school.

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I’m basically done with my work, but there are still some small things left to clean up. My feet have blisters from walking these two days…

I had a dream two days ago. I dreamed that my sister picked up another two or three-month-old snow-walking cat (all black with four white paws). Then Zhongyuan got jealous and bullied the kitten when he got a chance. Then I stepped forward to stop him, and Zhongyuan turned around and bit me…

When I woke up, I found that the little bastard was really biting my hand… I was wondering how could it hurt so much even though I was awake…

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