The excitement of the Headmaster's Office goes to the Headmaster's Office, and Connor, who has left, knows nothing about the Principals' discussions, and he has no interest in knowing all the nonsense.

And now, he actually has some important things to deal with on his side.

For example, aftercare......

After all, the fight between him and Voldemort at that time could not be considered a duel between two people, and a third person was involved.

And the body of that unlucky guy should have been placed in the depths of the Forbidden Forest by now.

"After all, you can't let him go."

Thinking of Quirrell's last non-human appearance, Connor felt like he had a toothache.

To say that he himself is innocent...... That certainly wasn't it, Quirrell wasn't clean enough to do that.

However, it is also true that Headmaster Dumbledore and some professors have failed to lend a helping hand, seeing where his problem lies.

Looking back now, some of Quirrell's actions were already very unusual.

But Connor wasn't stupid enough to make up his mind now, and the exact situation would have to wait until he met Quirrell again.

As for what's next...... There should be nothing else, right?

Anyway, the Horcrux thing should be solved in the summer vacation, so for the next period of time, will it be idle?

This is not yet the final exam.

"It's really ......"

Looking back, the first school year has passed.

I didn't live happily like an ordinary student, and in the end, I was still half-pushed and half-pushed into such a troublesome thing.

"If you can, don't bother like this again."

Just as Connor was expecting everything to go well, a figure appeared around the corner of the stairs.

It was a very conspicuous silver white.

"Isobel, what are you doing here?"

"After all, I don't know where you'll be, and I think you'll be here if you're done with your own business."

"Indeed, I usually have to inform the headmaster when I am done."

Connor couldn't help but touch his chin.

Without waiting for Isobel to say anything, he showed a subtle expression again.

"But I won't necessarily come out of here, there are at least two or more secret passages in the headmaster's room that lead to various places...... If I had gone from somewhere else, wouldn't you have to wait here for a long time? ”

“……”

For a moment, a look of confusion appeared on the face that should have been indifferent and calm.

It is clear that Isobel did not think about such a thing.

"Anyway...... I didn't wait in vain, did I? ”

"Indeed."

Immediately afterward, the two sides fell silent again.

"What do you want to do next?"

After a while, she asked in a low voice.

"Me? Next up is to go to the Forbidden Forest. ”

"Huh? What to do in the Forbidden Forest? ”

The answer was obviously not what she expected, and she thought that the other party might be going back to the break room or the library.

"There's something to wrap up, after all, you can't let Quirrell just lie there half-dead."

"Quirrell...... As I recall, the guy was attached to him. ”

"yes, but Voldemort is dead."

Telling the guy's name lightly, Connor slowly stated the fact.

“…… He's dead? ”

It's just that this fact can hardly make Isobel a little trance-like.

"How could he just die?"

But, unlike the general impression of being demonized out of fear, Isobel clearly knows a few reasons.

"He won't be killed, he has ......"

"Horcruxes."

Connor spoke.

was faster than her, and also snatched the lines that originally belonged to her, which directly choked her.

As for Connor, he just stared at Isobel's countenance.

"I'm actually curious, you know no less things than I do."

He hadn't forgotten that she had always had mysteries that couldn't be explained by conventional reasons.

"When you first visited the secret room where the Philosopher's Stone was kept, you didn't look like you were there for the first time, and you had the same look and attitude as a tourist who had received a tourist brochure...... Can you tell me why? ”

“…… Mother. ”

After a moment's hesitation, she summoned the title.

"Huh?"

"It was my mother who said that."

"Your Mother ......"

Subconsciously asking something, this is actually an instinctive behavior.

It was only after considering that the other party had been angry because of this, Connor finally stopped his thoughts of going deeper.

"I see."

Despite the ostensibility of this, Connor didn't have the slightest speculation about it.

"Anyway, since you know about the existence of Horcruxes, you should know how it works, right? It's ......"

"I don't know."

This is the time to put Connor in order.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Knowing that Horcruxes exist, but not knowing how they work, is indeed like hearsay, but what should be done now?

"Why don't I tell you what a Horcrux is?"

“…… OK. ”

"Let's talk over there."

…………

Isobel is in an odd state, and her knowledge seems to be in a normal excesses.

It seems to be far beyond her peers, but both the means and the others are more like an advanced version of a normal wizard - including the schizophrenic state she herself is in.

But on the other hand, she was clearly aware of something she shouldn't have been exposed to.

But if you ignore these things, as a wizard apprentice, she does have very good qualities.

There is no need for Connor to explain it from beginning to end, basically only a few key points are mentioned, and she can understand it herself.

"So, a Horcrux is a container that simply cuts out the soul and stores it?"

"It can be said that it is a made container, which seals a part of the soul and consciousness, and its existence can theoretically protect the person concerned and keep the subject from being destroyed, after all, as long as there is an intact container and soul, it is considered 'alive'."

He was all too familiar with it, and it was very easy to talk about it.

"Some ancient transfiguration magics work on a similar principle, and when the body accepts the spirit of nature, it becomes a similar variant...... This is the will that comes from the world in which we live, and you should have a deep understanding of it if you also learn magic. ”

After all, wizards are like that.

Convey your will through words (mantras), and then change to a certain extent.

"But isn't that guy dying?"

Isobel asked.

"He doesn't seem to have access to any of the 'containers' you mentioned."

Otherwise, how could he afford to go to such great length?

"Maybe there are too many 'threads' to tie him up, and I don't know where to go."