Thor took Draco to Thor's Room of Need, and looking at the somewhat cluttered place in front of him, Draco didn't mean to take it lightly. However, he didn't pick up the things on Thor's table and move them around.

"Let's just wait here for a while! They will come to us. "Thor didn't ignore Draco, but gave Draco a book for Draco to read. It was a notebook he had translated, and it was written in English.

"Saul...... I can't read even English, but do you want to publish it? My dad knows someone from the publishing house and can help you. Draco glanced at it twice, then put the notebook aside and instead sat down on the couch and watched Thor make a potion.

Luckily, Professor Snape had taught Draco not to disturb others when they were making potions, to never, never touch materials he didn't know.

Now, Draco didn't recognize any of the materials that Thor had placed on the table, and besides, there were several bottles that looked like they had already been prepared.

Potions that needed to be made with potions really touched on his knowledge blind spots, and Professor Snape didn't tell him what exactly they were that needed to be made with potions. As I said, some potions require the use of spells in the preparation process.

The clock ticks to tell people that time is passing slowly. Thor had been making potions for almost two hours, well, the liquid in the cauldron was very calm, which was also abnormal.

Draco heard a knock on the door and ran to open it. The man standing outside the door walked in and glanced at the crucible on Thor's desk, "I didn't bother you!" ”

"Nope. It just so happens that I have finished my work for today. Is there something going on with the mentor? Seeing that the person who came was not his mentor and that he was wearing the same badge as himself, Thor looked up and asked.

The man nodded, "Chief, please come over." I'm waiting for you in that classroom. There is a circle that you need to help maintain. ”

Thor waved his hand, indicating that he knew, "Draco, you better go back to sleep!" You don't have to wait for me here. I won't be back tonight. ”

Draco also knew the priorities, suppressed his curiosity, and hurriedly left this place, he already knew some of Thor's thoughts, and now, it was time to go back and write a letter to his father explaining the matter, and then, give Thor more help.

Thor returned to the classroom where Harry had drunk a potion and was lying in the middle of a drawn circle. Cyril saw him coming, and gave up his place: "You can stand here." ”

As soon as Thor stood in that position, Cyril began to chant the incantation. This spell, also recited in psychic language, is obscure and difficult to understand, and even Thor didn't understand much. Cyril recited quite quickly, and with the spell, something gray, came out of Harry Potter's body.

They then slowly coalesce into shape. It's Harry Potter, but with a piece of black, which is incompatible with the gray Harry.

"Do you need to strip it off? This obviously doesn't belong to Harry Potter, it belongs to something that belongs to a very evil being. Cyril turned to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked at the thing, then at Harry, and nodded, "Of course, it's something that has to be stripped off." It affects Harry, doesn't it? ”

"Yes. It affects Mr. Potter's mind, and it is also trying to find a way to merge with Mr. Potter, which is very detrimental to Mr. Potter. After Cyril finished speaking, he began to chant the incantation again, and with the gestures, he peeled off the soul that did not belong to Harry Potter little by little.

It was roaring with some inexplicable sentences, and Cyril didn't take the threat to heart at all, and put it in a bottle he carried with him.

"I have to say, Voldemort was a coward." Cyril shook the bottle until the soul inside was quiet before he continued, "He made something called a Horcrux, and it was completely different from our Soul Box. ”

Everyone present knew what a Horcrux was.

If Voldemort really wanted to learn and study souls and delve into soul magic, then joining the Lunaris School was the best choice.

To change your race, you only need to cut off a small piece of your soul and put it in the soul box.

The Horcrux he chose didn't get him out of that curse. He is a man who cannot define his race, and even if he dies completely, he cannot become a ghost, let alone return to the arms of a god.

As for the Moon Shadow School, you can choose to resurrect through the Soul Crate, or you can destroy your Soul Crate and return to the arms of Death or Merlin when you see fit.

So, when Voldemort's ambitions were exposed, the banned books realized that they were wrong and gave trust to the untrustworthy.

"Do you need to destroy it? Or do you want to be a trophy for us? Cyril smiled happily.

Dumbledore was now only thinking about Voldemort and Harry Potter, so he agreed, "Here it will be for you!" How many Horcruxes do you think he will make? ”

"Seven, seven is the most magical number." Cyril replied in the affirmative.

And, he told a story about Voldemort's past that Dumbledore didn't even know.

"That's Voldemort from Boginbock, and he knew a wizard who wanted to go to our school."

At first they had a good conversation, but in a small village they separated. Because, for Voldemort, a faster way to learn soul magic. ”

"This is a cruel and more evil way than splitting souls. Dumbledore, you should know the rest of the story. ”

Dumbledore did know what was going on.

"I'm sorry, that was the worst mistake I ever made. Now, I know. Thank you. It's so late, you can go and rest. ”

Dumbledore let everyone out, and he himself accompanied Harry, who had not yet woken up.

Wrong again and again, Harry is the way he is, there is still room for redemption, isn't it?

The Savior Training Program, it seems, is about to change.