"What's the catch?"

Dumbledore's figure appeared in front of Van Lin again, and now, two Dumbledores appeared in the frame, one questioning Tom and the other, questioning Van Lin.

Perhaps in Dumbledore's eyes, Van Lin is the next Tom Riddle, and fortunately, so far, Van Lin and Tom are still a kind of antagonism.

"I wondered why, why Tom was obsessed with Hogwarts. Van Lin paused and said.

Tom's voice grew clearer, perhaps Dumbledore's words had succeeded in angering him, and Van Lin saw Tom's hand in his robe.

Although it was very vague, Fan Lin still felt very familiar.

He also likes to do this, especially when facing enemies, and it gives him some security.

"He wanted to kill you, didn't he? Van Lin said, pointing at Voldemort, then at Dumbledore.

"I'm afraid so," Dumbledore laughed, "but it doesn't seem like a good idea, does it?" ”

Van Lin suddenly understood why Dumbledore had to call him over at this time.

He and Voldemort are surprisingly similar in many ways, but Van Lin is not as decisive as Voldemort, so to speak, not good enough.

"Yes, it's not a wise choice. Van Lin nodded, "At least, I wouldn't do that, or rather, if it were me, I wouldn't have come to see you at all." ”

"I thought so at first, but ......," Dumbledore paused, "you and Tom are the same, and neither of you would choose to do that if you weren't sure." ”

"No, it's you who are confident, Professor Dumbledore......" Van Lin opened his mouth, but never found a good description.

Old fox?

At the time, Voldemort definitely had the ability, or the opportunity, to take out Dumbledore, but it was a matter of more than worth the cost.

"So, you haven't answered my question yet, Professor, why is Voldemort obsessed with Hogwarts?"

"Oh, probably, this is a place where he's lived for seven years. Dumbledore said, "You should know that when you stay too long, you can easily develop a ...... A sense of belonging. ”

"The sense of belonging ......" Fan Lin was a little surprised.

God's sense of belonging.

There is no doubt that Voldemort had already killed Hyparziba at this time, so it was inevitable that he already had Hufflepuff's gold cup and Slytherin's locket in his hands.

And Voldemort, the Ravenclaw crown, was obtained at school, and deceived Helena, the daughter of Ravenclaw, into bringing back the crown from the place where Helena died.

And the ring on Mofen's hand, plus a diary.

When all is counted, Voldemort has already made five Horcruxes.

Every time the soul is separated, what is taken away is a part of Voldemort's humanity, either happiness or emotion, in short, the current Voldemort is an out-and-out madman.

Feeling a sense of belonging to a broken castle?

Tom Van Lin, who was placed before the age of sixteen, thought it was very possible, looking at Voldemort's current state, eyes, pupils?

It's clear that this guy has completely fallen into madness.

"Maybe a little, Professor, but I think there may be something else that appeals to Voldemort. ”

"Oh, of course. Dumbledore didn't say much about that.

"Hogwarts Castle, a castle that has been handed down for thousands of years, always has a lot of secrets waiting for others to discover, doesn't it? Maybe there's something more that Tom wants. "However, I tend to be more inclined to Tom's desire to expand his power, which he did when he was at school, and Hogwarts proved to be a good recruiting spot." ”

Van Lin suddenly understood why Dumbledore was willing to stay here.

"So, what's the problem, Van Lin?" said Dumbledore kindly, "it's not a good idea to leave Harry behind and leave him here. ”

"I just want to be sure. Van Lin paused, "I mean, have you decided?"

"Decide what?"

"About the plans for the future. Van Lin shook his head.

"Oh yes, I have to fade out of Voldemort's sight so I can do something unexpected. Dumbledore said.

"But what about Harry?"

"Oh, with you and Sirius in the ...... What's more, I felt compelled to accompany Nicola May to explore the world behind me. ”

......

In fact, for the weeks that followed, Harry racked his brains about how he could convince Slughorn to tell him the true memory, but he didn't think of any good ideas, and as the days passed, he was still at a loss to do what he used to do: study his Potions book carefully, hoping that the prince would write something useful in the blank space of the book, and these notes had helped Harry do a lot.

This gave Harry the illusion that he hadn't learned anything before.

"You're not going to find anything up there," Hermione said resolutely on Sunday night.

For the half-blood prince, Hermione still has a lot of hostility.

"Don't grumble, Hermione," said Harry, "and if it weren't for the Prince's book, Ron wouldn't be sitting here now. ”

"He would, if you listened carefully in Snape's class in first year. Hermione said without hesitation.

Harry ignored her. He had just found a spell scrawled in the margins of the page, on which the words "To my enemy" aroused Harry's curiosity. Harry was itching and wanted to try the spell right away, but it was best not to do it in front of Hermione.

So, he secretly folded the page.

They sat by the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room, where the few people were in sixth form. They had just seen a new announcement on the bulletin board announcing the exam date for Phantom Shift, which made them very excited.

Students who turn 7 by April 2 will be required to take this first exam, after which they will be able to choose to sign up for additional internships, perhaps in Hogsmeade.

In fact, Ron had been terrified when he learned of the announcement, he had not yet learned to apparition, and he was afraid that he would not pass the exam. Hermione had already managed to apparition twice, and she was quite confident. But Harry hadn't turned 17 in four months, and he didn't have to take the exam, so it didn't matter if he would apparition or not.

As for Van Lin......

He mastered Apparition in his fourth grade, and strictly speaking, he just needed a license.

"At least you've learned to apparate," Ron said nervously, "you'll be fine with that exam in July!"

"I've only done it once," Harry reminded Ron, who had completed the apparition in his circle during their last class.

After wasting a lot of time complaining loudly about the apparitions, Ron began to write a very difficult paper that Snape had assigned, and Van Lin and Hermione had already finished it.

Harry was sure that his paper would get a low grade, as he disagreed with Snape's claim that the best way to fend off the Dementors, but he didn't care: Slughorn's memories were the most important thing to him at the moment.

"Now I'm telling you, that stupid prince doesn't want to help you with this book, Harry!" Hermione said, her voice louder, "There's only one way, and that's to cast the Imperius Curse and have someone else ask him for you, but it's against the law......"

"Yes, I know, thank you," Harry said, not taking his eyes off the book, "Dumbledore's words about the elixir are useless, but there must be another way, using potions or spells......"

"You're completely wrong," Hermione said, "and only you can get that memory, that's what Dumbledore said." That means there's no one to convince Slughorn but you. It's not a question of tricking him into taking a dose of potion, anyone can do that......"

"Actually, you just need a few chances, Harry, and not think about potions or Imperius. Van Lin said, putting down the book of Abraham in his hand.

The Book of Abraham, until now, Van Lin has not fully understood even the first few pages of the Book of Abraham, there is a discussion about the Stone of the Philosopher.

"But it's hard. Harry shook his head, "I can't imagine that Professor Slahhorn would give me a memory he had about Voldemort." ”

"Is there anyone else who wants to help me with Snape's thesis? Ron said with some bitterness.

"Perhaps, Lavender could. Van Lin said.

"Oh, forget it......" Ron had a headache, he hadn't dealt with the matter about Lavender yet, in Hermione's words, there was a good chance that the two of them would cool off like this.

Harry had been looking at the half-blood prince's notes for a long time and had found nothing useful, and now that only the four of them were left in the common room, Neville had gone to bed after finishing Snape's paper first.

All around was the crackling of the fire in the fireplace and the sound of Ron scratching the last paragraph of the paper with a quill pen.

Harry closed the half-blood prince's book, yawned, and suddenly—

"Crack!" Hermione screamed softly, Ron spilled ink on his paper, and Harry exclaimed, "Kreacher!"

The house-elf hung her head and looked at her twisted toes. "The master said he wanted to know what the boy named Malfoy was up to, so Kreacher came—"

"Crack!" Dobby appeared next to Kreacher, his hat made of tea towels slanted over his head. "Dobby is here to help, Harry Potter!" it screamed. He also glanced at Kreacher with resentment.

"Kreacher should tell Dobby to see Harry Potter so they can report to Harry Potter together!"

"What's going on?" asked Hermione, who seemed startled by the sudden appearance of the house-elves, "and what's next, Harry?"

Harry hesitated, he hadn't told Hermione about sending Kreacher and Dobby to follow Malfoy, house-elves were a sensitive subject for her.

"Uh...... Well, they're tracking Malfoy for me," he said.

"And day and night," Kreacher said in a hoarse voice.

"Dobby hasn't slept in a week, Harry Potter!" said Dobby, staggering as he stood there, very proud. Hermione looked very angry.

"You didn't sleep, Dobby, but obviously, Harry, you didn't tell it not to ......"

"Yes, of course I don't," Harry said quickly, "exactly, I don't think I need to do it. ”

"Dobby, of course you can sleep," Van Lin said, and it was at least more useful for Harry to use the house-elves to track Malfoy than his own stupid stare at the map of the living spots. "So, I don't care what you did, but what did you find?"

"Returning to Master El, the young master Malfoy is a noble pure-blood," Kreacher said, still in a hoarse voice, "his countenance reminds me of my mistress, and his demeanor—"

"Draco Malfoy is a bad boy!" Dobby said angrily in a high-pitched voice, "He, he's a bad boy—"

From the tassels on its tea towel to his toes, it shuddered, and then it ran to the fireplace, as if to jump into the fire. Harry hadn't quite reacted yet, but Van Lin immediately ran over and grabbed Dobby. Dobby struggled for a moment, then staggered away.

"Thank you, my master," Dobby gasped, "and Dobby found it difficult for him to speak ill of his old master......"

Van Lin let him go, and Dobby straightened his tea towel and said defiantly to Kreacher, "But Kreacher will know that Malfoy is not a good master for a house-elf!"

"Ha, we don't need to hear about your love for Malfoy," Harry said to Kreacher, "and we'd better know where Malfoy is as soon as possible." ”

Kreacher bent down again and said excitedly, "Little Master Malfoy eats in the huge dining room, sleeps in the Slytherin dormitory, and he takes classes in various ......"

"Dobby, come on," Van Lin interrupted Kreacher, "hasn't he been where he shouldn't?"

In terms of what Clarce has done, obviously, it's not very reliable, Clipper is a very good servant, for the Black family.

"Oh, of course, Master El," Dobby said sharply, his big ball-like eyes flickering in the firelight, "according to Dobby, the boy named Malfoy didn't break the school rules, but he always avoided our tracking. He went to the second floor regularly, and every time he went there with a few different students, and they helped him with the wind, and when he got in......"

"Myrtle!" Harry slapped his head on the ground. Ron stared at him, and then Hermione was a little uncomfortable, she and Van Lin had already followed Malfoy, on the day Harry was injured.

"That's where he's hiding, that's what he's doing... No matter what he's doing! I bet's that's why he always disappears from the map — let's think about it, I've never seen a myrtle's toilet here!"

"Maybe this inventor doesn't know this room," Ron said.

"I think it might be some magic...... Hermione said.

"Dobby, have you tried to go in and see what Malfoy is up to?" Harry asked eagerly.

"No, Harry Potter, that's impossible," Dobby said. "There were guards at the door, and Dobby didn't know where they went, and disappeared in the toilet. ”

"Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, Harry. Van Lin reminded.

"But, Malfoy doesn't know how to speak of a parseltongue...... Harry was a little confused, he knew that Myrtle's toilet was strange and couldn't be shown on the map of the living spots, but Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets ......

"Didn't Dumbledore shut it down?"

"There's always a way to open it, Harry. "And don't forget who he's working for." ”