Seven Horcruxes.

Harry snapped his fingers, "We know two, and three relics of the Big Three, and that's just five. ”

"That is, there are two more."

Snape looked at the scar on his forehead.

Harry shook his head, "No, I'm the son of an accident, and this Horcrux shouldn't have been in his mind." ”

"Then he's eight Horcruxes now, and he's lost the magic of the number '7'." Dumbledore laughed.

The others looked at him disappretently.

Dumbledore retracted his smile: "I asked Rita, but unfortunately she's been busy looking for werewolves and goblins lately, and she has paid little attention to Voldemort's affairs, and he has also hidden his past very cleanly, except for those hidden in the Ministry of Magic, there is nothing else." ”

"I'm wondering if I should let him come to the Order of the Phoenix."

"Albus! The Order of the Phoenix is not a place to hide filth! McGonagall gritted hard.

It's a big group, a long list of words.

Is he a more controversial man than Snape?

Harry looked.

"Don't look at me, Mr. Potter!" Snape scoffed, "Keep your eyes on me, I'm not like that guy." ”

Flitwick was a little confused: "That's the case, but he does have some resemblance to Rita, if he asks him to gather intelligence."

Sprout whispered to Harry, "They're talking about Mundungus Fletsch, a man you haven't met, a businessman or an artist?" He was loyal to Dumbledore, but he was not reliable at all, even less reliable than Sirius. ”

"He is sometimes taken advantage of."

"Pomona, not sometimes." McGonagall shook her head, her tone serious, "All the time. ”

"You're too kind to him, Fletch is a thief, he only has treasure in his eyes."

Speaking of this, she clenched her fists: "He is loyal to Dumbledore, but he is even more loyal to money, and for the sake of money, he has left the mission of the Order of the Phoenix more than once." ”

"He's a thief!"

"How can there be such students at Hogwarts!"

"And a Gryffindor."

"He should go to Azkaban."

This is the most shameful thing for her, Gryffindor has a thief!

"But he's useful, and Mundungus has come into contact with many ancient, precious treasures, maybe he's touched Horcruxes." Dumbledore whispered, "Even if he hadn't touched it, he knew how to find those things better than we did. ”

"I also know better than Rita how to find those things."

Rita Skeeter is a tiny, corner-hiding ladybug, and Mundungus Fletch is the rat in the gutter, dealing with the dark side of the world.

"The Order of the Phoenix is yours." McGonagall turned her head away from commenting.

Sprout sighed, "Albus, you can't give him a task that's too important. ”

Flitwick nodded approvingly.

Snape didn't speak, he hadn't dealt with Mundungus.

"Then I'll write a letter to Mondongues in the evening, he recently heard the news of the reorganization of the Order of the Phoenix from somewhere, and he has complained to me many times." Dumbledore smiled and snapped his fingers, and the quill recorded it.

Harry ruffled his hair, waved his wand, and used the beauty magic he learned from Hermione to fix his hair as if he had smeared twenty pounds of hairspray: "Then check the Horcrux on my head now?" ”

"One more thing." Dumbledore shook his head.

Harry looked at him.

Dumbledore beckoned, and the map of the living spots hanging behind his desk flew and fell into his hands: "You should remember this map of the living spots I made?" ”

Harry nodded.

Almost the same effect as the one in his hand, but with an extra spell, after late at night, the names of non-Hogwarts students and active Hogwarts employees will sound an alarm when they appear on the Living Point map.

"Some time ago, many of the students' pets disappeared." Dumbledore looked at the names of the people in motion on the map of the living spots, and the one he had in his hand had no additional disguise.

McGonagall added: "It is known that there are sixteen heads in Slytherin House, and although twelve have been found, it is certain that they are a prank by someone else, but there are still four heads that have not been found, and due to the peculiarities of Slytherin, I can't confirm that these four heads are pranks or what." ”

Snape was unmoved.

McGonagall continued: "Gryffindor lost a head. ”

"Hufflepuff lost three heads."

"Ravenclaw lost a head."

Speaking of this, he paused: "Hagrid told me that he had lost two chickens, and George and Fred assured me that they had never stolen the roast to eat, and that the owl shed had lost three common owls. ”

"We didn't find any of them."

Harry nodded, "There aren't many of them in each house, but together there are a lot of them, a total of ten pets." "He didn't count Slytherin's.

"But this."

It's just that the pet is lost, it's not a big deal.

Dumbledore whispered, "At first, I thought it was a prank by some student, just like Minerva, until one night I noticed a hint from the map that outsiders were intruding on Hogwarts. ”

Harry was stunned.

Hogwarts security broken again?

It's not surprising at all.

"The loss of the students' pets may have been done by outsiders." Dumbledore tapped on the map, "But the problem is, I haven't found out who the outsider is. ”

"Didn't find it?" Harry was a little surprised.

The magic involved in the Living Point Map is not very advanced, but it is linked to the whole of Hogwarts, unless the Living Point Map, the Book of Access, and the Entry Pen are destroyed, it is difficult for even Dumbledore to disappear from the Living Point Map for a long time.

As for others, it's harder to do this.

Even Harry himself could barely disappear from the map for a second or two now.

Professor Flitwick may be able to hide for a longer time, but in the entire wizarding world, how many wizards can match him in the level of magic?

"Didn't find it." Dumbledore nodded, "Even if I looked at it in time, I didn't find a name that didn't belong to Hogwarts." ”

Harry frowned.

"And I have a hard time believing that someone went to the trouble of infiltrating Hogwarts just for a few student pets." The map of the living point is extended, turned into three-dimensional, and displayed in front of their eyes, "The most precious thing about those pets is the relationship between them and their owners." ”

"If it's for economic value, then you should go to the Forbidden Forest."

"Although the castle is safer"

Harry scoffed.

The castle has itself, Snape, and Dumbledore, and it is much more dangerous for the average poacher than the Forbidden Forest.

"Well, I don't think the average person would dare to do that right under my nose." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"But he's doing it right now, right now, right under your nose, and you haven't been able to spot him yet." Harry was expressionless, piercing his words.

Dumbledore wasn't angry, he was still smiling: "That proves he's not an ordinary person." ”

"When we catch him, everything will be clear."

Harry looked at him, "You're telling me to keep an eye on it?" ”

"Neither the professors, nor I may have noticed." Dumbledore nodded, "Harry, you're much better than us when it comes to hunting down people and finding clues. ”

Harry nodded and replied, "I see." ”

Snape snorted and clenched his wand.

"Alright, let me check the Horcrux for you." Dumbledore waved his wand, and the magic poured out, and the furniture in his office scattered, leaving only a stool in the center of the room, and he snapped his fingers again.

The stool twists and stretches out to form a long table.

"Harry, lie down."

Harry did as he was told.

Dumbledore took a deep breath, put his wand on the table, borrowed Flitwick's wand, and with a flick of his wrist, an evil, rotten magical breath erupted from his wand.

"It's disgusting." Harry stared at his wand, "Like a bunch of cockroaches crawling around." ”

"Cockroach piles aren't that disgusting." Dumbledore muttered, cautiously, and stretched his wand toward Harry.

"I'm talking about cockroaches." Harry complained, "Didn't say candy. ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, and his wand was pointed on Harry's forehead: "Honey, don't be so nervous, let go of your brain, your brain occlusion is really unexpectedly powerful." ”

Harry let go of his brain, "Professor Dumbledore, you should thank you for being Dumbledore. ”

"If someone had used such evil black magic on me, I'm afraid I would have hit it with a fist."

Dumbledore's voice was gentle, "You beat me, don't forget last Christmas." ”

"That punch is actually what you should have taken right now?" Harry followed his train of thought.

Dumbledore didn't speak again, and even his expression became serious, and Harry fell silent.

The four deans frowned and held their wands, fearing that something was wrong, so that they could reach out in time to help.

The magic fell on Harry.

Dumbledore reached out and grabbed his nose, opening the door and opening his features, revealing not flesh, bones, or brains, but a whole soul.

Close your eyes and breathe steadily, Harry in a clear color.

On his forehead, curled up a baby not much bigger than his thumb, without a nose, breathless, gasping for breath with its mouth open, its eyes closed.

Dumbledore cautiously reached out his wand and gently stirred the little baby's arm, but only slightly, the sticky blue-gray filaments connected it to Harry's brain, rubbery, snapped, tugged and bounced back.

"It's bad." Snape leaned over, his tone low and grim, like a knife scraping on a blackboard.

"It's kind of bad." Dumbledore's brow furrowed even tighter, "Completely glued together, I thought it was just symbiosis, like mother and child, the umbilical cord ties them together." ”

"Mr. Potter probably doesn't want to be the Dark Lord's mother." Snape sneered, "What now?" ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "Let me see again." ”

He beckoned, and his wand flew again.

Regent!

(End of chapter)