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Sitting in the library, Mrs. Pince was sorting through the books that the students had returned. A book flew out of her hand, like a line pulling it, straight to a row of bookshelves against the wall.

He found a seat that happened to be hit by the sun, and magically stretched it so that he could half lie on it.

A strong wind blew, and Phoenix shrunk and rubbed his arms.

The discovered Horcrux caches are the Gaunt Mansion and the Cave. Both of these places are places where Voldemort may have been. They also meant something to him, but Phoenix didn't know what special meaning they had to Voldemort.

Gaunt's old house can be said to prove that his lineage came from the proud Slytherin bloodline, and the cave is difficult to say, and it is likely that he discovered it during his time in the orphanage. Maybe something happened, maybe a girl dumped Voldemort on a cliff. He couldn't guess.

Hogwarts was new to it. Very clever to hide the Horcrux under Dumbledore's nose. With all sorts of secret passages and hidden rooms in this castle, even knowing that Horcruxes are hidden in Hogwarts is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Where else will there be?

Phoenix shifted his position irritably.

Gringotts. Chances are, he remembers the trip to Azkaban when he was in third grade. In Bella's memory, Voldemort had given her an important item in the vault of the Lestrange house in Gringotts. It can't be said for sure that it's a Horcrux, it's undoubtedly a direction, but it's very difficult to verify. He did not have free access to the contents of British vaults, as other countries do.

If the idea manages to break in, the goblins will tell Voldemort.

The vault should be left until the end in the inspection.

He didn't expect Voldemort to entrust the Horcruxes to his subordinates, Lucius and Bella were enough. He didn't think Voldemort would let his men have access to these items that were important to him.

If these were the only Horcruxes, it would mean that Voldemort had made five Horcruxes. They are the diary, the ring, the locket, the unknown Hogwarts item, and Harry. Add to that the soul in his own body, and that's six.

The thing in the vault, if it is also a Horcrux, will increase to seven.

On the path leading to Hogsmeade in the distance, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall walked slowly towards the school. The distance was far away, and Phoenix couldn't see his situation clearly. The shadow elongated by the sun is more eye-catching than the person.

The bell rang just in time, and he left the library. Thinking that Dumbledore might be looking for him in the near future, it was time for the two of them to talk openly and honestly.

In the crowd rushing to eat in the auditorium, Philip spotted Phoenix in the crowd at a glance.

"Man, what kind of defense team are we going to go with tonight?" said Philip, dissatisfied, "Are you sure?"

"Sure, I think that room is big enough for us guys. "They paused for a moment to let a large group of lively first-graders pass.

"And the smell of dragon dung on your body, herb class?"

"Yes," said Philip, who was giggling with him, but he was indeed very haughty. "By the way, do you know Bones?"

"You know, the Hufflepuff one?"

"She had just burst into tears in the herbal medicine class, whimpering and saying that she was too stupid to deserve the exam, and that she wanted to leave school now. Philip sarcastically said, "If it's all these people tonight, it's going to be a waste of your time." ”

That's a clever thing to say. But he smiled and shook his head.

"What do you think? During this time, the teacher kept reminding us that the OWL exam was approaching. The fifth graders were all under pressure to some degree, and I thought maybe she would be the first, but not the last. ”

"Are you stressed?" he asked.

"Nope. ”

"Me too, I think everyone is. And those people, I'm afraid, are still trembling for the exam, listen to me, leave those guys alone. Philip tirelessly persuaded that he didn't seem to want Phoenix to distract the ordinary students and reduce the tutoring of their magical Animagus.

"You say that, it's not accurate. Magic requires a lot of concentration, patience, and talent. We are one of the few people who can calm down and devote ourselves to learning magic at this age. But most people can't do it. Girls, Quidditch, all sorts of gossip news, and all sorts of other messy activities. ”

"We're just more—" Phoenix muttered, "a little more disciplined than humans." Importantly, the purpose of the defense group. It's very different from PA, you know. I don't think you like Voldemort either. ”

Philip was frightened and almost fell, but Phoenix was quick to hold him up.

"I―Who would like a madman. Philip gasped, "Why, pronounce his name." ”

"It's just a name, and I don't put a spell on the name. They walked into the auditorium, and Phoenix raised his voice and said, "Okay, see you in the evening." ”

Patting Philip on the back, Phoenix walked towards the Slytherin table.

At seven o'clock in the evening, there were more people in the Room of Request than Phoenix had imagined. Hermione: They really didn't refuse to come, and they all notified those who were willing to come.

The house resembles a tavern, except that there are no tables, chairs and bar. Wooden objects were everywhere, and soft music echoed by the fire. A staircase extends up against the wall, apparently to the second floor.

Phoenix stood in the center of the crowd, scattered around casually, eyes fixed on Phoenix.

"Guys, I know a lot of you are here to learn self-defense. He noticed a few girls snickering quietly, "If, you are sincere about learning." I advise you to stay focused during the process and not mind getting injured or making a fuss about accidents. ”

"Will you teach us?" a voice came from the crowd.

"Not usually, your level is good enough to teach you. "I'm not lying to you, a lot of advanced magic requires talent." Most of you are at the same level as me, or a few grades below me. I've followed all of you before, and you obviously don't have the qualities I need. ”

"You're just looking at the written grades, and that doesn't mean anything. "The person who spoke this time, Phoenix knows. Justin, a Hufflepuff student of his class.

"Actually, it's still important. Written grades require concentration, patience, and are important when learning magic. When reciting a mantra, you accidentally make a mistake and cause a major mistake, almost every year. The purpose of the school's existence is also to train you in this aspect. Because we're in the real world—"

Phoenix said with a direct look at Justin.

After graduating, you'll always come across things you don't want to do. Trust me, that's not it. What doesn't want to read a book or is busy playing Quidditch, such excuses can prevaricate. The purpose of the school's existence is to change that. Of course, the process must have been painful. And the study groups I set up are meant to focus, those who already have a lot of self-control, we can learn faster than the teachers teach, and touch the deeper magic. Finally, innovate or improve the magic. ”

"Alright, I'll say the last thing," Phoenix raised his voice slightly, to suppress the chatter, "in addition to practicing diligently, you should discover your talents." This may be more useful than you learn two protective spells here each week. ”

Phoenix walked to the second floor, halfway up the stairs, and suddenly remembered something. He said to Hermione,

"Give them some help. ”

Hermione was the first to react, understanding what Phoenix meant. With a wave of his wand, a shiny silver otter jumped happily onto the fireplace shelf, and the others followed suit.

"Good luck tonight. ”

Harry exclaimed, "Now, we're trying to summon a Patronus in a brightly lit teacher—" (To be continued.) )