At ten o'clock in the evening, the castle of Hogwarts fell silent, because of the curfew, there was no one in the hallway, only a whisper of rustling from the portraits on both sides.

At this moment, there was a sudden light not far away, and a door was opened, and the light inside came out.

Then there was the sound of stones scraping against the ground, and the footsteps of a man.

Harry took two steps and couldn't help but look back at the dripping stone beast that had jumped back into place, and sighed faintly.

He had wanted to trade Slughorn's memories for saving himself from confinement, which seemed to him to be a surefire thing, but he didn't expect it to fail.

"I'm glad you got this memory, Harry, I can give you an extra reward if you want, but it won't help you escape punishment, these are two different things, and they can't be easily counteracted."

That's what Dumbledore said.

This meant that he would still be confined to Professor McGonagall's office every Saturday and would not be able to play the final crucial Quidditch match.

The only thing that made him happy was that Kyle seemed to have something else going on and was no longer competing.

Because everyone only has one last game left, with Hufflepuff and Gryffindor leading the scores, and there is only a 10-point gap between the two sides.

In other words, whoever scores the most points in the final game of these two teams is likely to win the championship.

Now that both sides are missing a main player, no one will suffer.

"Let's hope Kyle won't be playing by then." Harry sighed and turned to walk towards the common room.

Because of the time, there was no one in the common room anymore, but Hermione and Ron were still there, and judging by the way they looked, they must have been waiting for Harry.

"Why did you go for so long?"

"Well, Headmaster Dumbledore didn't expel you." Hermione asked.

"Nope." Harry shook his head, "But he's got me a hundred points, and I'm going to be locked up on Saturday, right in Professor McGonagall's office." ”

"Just don't get fired." Ron looked at it very openly, "It's just a point deduction and confinement, our house score is already the last place, and it is not a big deal to be deducted another hundred points." ”

"It's not about scores." Harry said, "It's me who goes to Professor McGonagall's office every Saturday. ”

"So what, you...... Wait a minute. That's when Ron suddenly realized something. You mean, you're going to be locked up every Saturday? ”

"That's right."

"And what about the last Quidditch match?" Ron asked hurriedly.

"I can't help it." Harry spread his hands.

"How can the Headmaster do this...... Ron frothed, "that's a match if we win the Quidditch Cup!"

"Can you talk to him again? Maybe he'll agree to go to the tournament. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, Ron." Hermione pushed him away, "What do you think the headmaster's decision is, your homework?" Can you change it? ”

"But Gryffindor hasn't won a Quidditch Cup in more than a decade." Ron looked at the ceiling and said weakly, "This year is obviously the most promising year!" ”

"I can't help it." Harry kept his head down,

"Leave this alone." Hermione interrupted the two of them with a long sigh, "How about that memory, did you give it to Headmaster Dumbledore?" ”

"Of course, thanks to you, Hermione, I wouldn't have gotten it." Harry said.

"That's because you already have the ability to convince him." Hermione said, "The Elixir only helps you adjust the environment, and if it were me or Ron, even a pint of Elixir wouldn't have gotten his memories from Professor Slughorn." ”

"But the environment is exactly what I'm missing." Harry said, "Either way, thank you, and I'll find a way to give it back to you as for the elixir." ”

"What stupid things are you talking about, you don't need to pay it back." Hermione said, "But what is that memory?" ”

"I was about to tell you this." Harry suddenly looked left and right, "Follow me." ”

He sat down at a row of armchairs in the far corner of the common room and said in a low voice, "Slughorn told Voldemort how to make Horcruxes. ”

"So it's really him?" Hermione covered her mouth, her face full of disbelief.

"That's right, he told Voldemort that making a Horcrux requires killing to split his own soul."

After that, Harry told them everything he had seen in his memory.

To be honest, this memory doesn't have much content, just a conversation between Slughorn and young Voldemort, which is about ten minutes long.

But after reading the memory, Dumbledore pondered for more than half an hour, and then showed a ...... It seems to be happy and excited.

After listening to Harry's description, Ron couldn't help but ask, "You mean, Dumbledore looks happy?" ”

"It should be." Harry nodded, "He was talking to himself at the time. ”

"What did you say?" Hermione asked.

"Think about it......" Harry frowned, thinking back to Dumbledore's way back to his senses.

"He said at the time...... 'This memory confirms my suspicions, I guessed correctly, and I'm about to succeed...... Tom, Tom, you didn't expect that. That's about it. ”

"Who is this Tom?" Ron wondered.

"It's Voldemort's name when he was younger." Harry said, "I remember telling you before, Voldemort's original name was Tom Riddle. ”

"If you could change the name, maybe I would remember it." Ron grunted.

He shuddered at the sight of the words "Voldemort", how could he possibly remember what Harry had said later.

"You can't do that, Ron, be brave, that's just a name." Harry said with a serious face, "You need to learn to get used to it. ”

"Ah, yes, I'll try." Ron said, but there was a perfunctory tone in his tone.

Comfortable calling Voldemort's name? To put it simply, he could guarantee that eighty percent of the wizarding world couldn't do it.

"Coming soon?" Hermione sat in her armchair and looked at Harry quizzically, "What does that mean?" ”

"I don't know, Professor Dumbledore didn't say." Harry shook his head, "After that he let me go, and told me to wait for him in the auditorium at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, saying that he would take me to see something different...... It's a reward for getting memories. ”

"Hermione." At this time, Harry suddenly turned his head and said, "Otherwise, you can go tomorrow morning, if it is not for your elixir, I will not be able to get the memory, this reward should be yours." ”

"No, Harry." Hermione shook her head, "Like I said, the main thing that convinces Professor Slughorn is you, the elixir only serves a little support, so the reward should be yours too." ”

The two blame each other?

"But ......"

Harry was about to say something more, but was interrupted by Hermione.

"It was decided." She stood up and said, "And every time you go to the principal's office, it takes an hour or two, who knows if it will be the same tomorrow, tomorrow morning the first class is the transformation class, I don't want to be late." ”

"Okay then." Seeing Hermione say this, Harry could only agree.

"If you change your mind, don't hesitate to let me know."

"No, it won't." Hermione waved her hand and said firmly.

The three then returned to their dormitories.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Harry struggled to get out of bed and yawned to the Great Hall. Since the second grade, he has rarely gotten up so early, and he is still a little uncomfortable for a while.

From afar, he saw Dumbledore standing there, followed by ...... Kyle?

Obviously, after missing it many times, Dumbledore finally managed to block Kyle on the first morning after the holiday.

The timing was just right, and when he arrived, Kyle had finished breakfast and was about to head to the eighth floor.

"Professor Dumbledore." Harry trotted over, "Kyle, you're there too." ”

"Hello Harry." Kyle said, looking at Dumbledore, "So Harry is the one we're waiting for, isn't he?" ”

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, "I hope you'll forgive me for making my own decisions." ”

"It's okay." Kyle said, "But...... Forget it, do you want to have breakfast first? ”

He had wanted to say that Harry hadn't taken the Ancient Rune class, and even if he did, he wouldn't understand anything, but now that everyone else had arrived, it wouldn't be useful to talk about it, so he changed the subject.

"Breakfast?" Harry touched his belly.

He was a little hungry, but he didn't want Kyle and Dumbledore to wait for him, so after thinking about it, he simply grabbed two sandwiches and prepared to eat them as he walked, at least so that he wouldn't waste time.

The three of them went to the eighth floor together, and Kyle at the front made a few turns and stopped in a certain hallway.

Harry knew it all too well, and was just about to remind Kyle that the room was broken and no one could get in, when he saw Kyle take out a strangely shaped knocker and stick it to the wall.

In the next second, there was suddenly an extra door on the wall.

Got a Room of Responsiveness?

The Harrys were dumbfounded, staring at the scene in front of them speechless.

What's going on, does the Room of Requirement now need a key to open?

I've never heard of it.

In addition, where to get this key, he also wants to get one.

It wasn't until everyone else had entered the door that Harry reacted and hurriedly followed.

Then Harry was shocked again.

He felt like he had entered another Hogwarts, everything was so familiar.

"Is this the memory of Rowena Ravenclaw?" Dumbledore looked at the few students in front of him, and was really surprised, "That's amazing. ”

And from his words, Harry also captured some key messages.

Whose memory?

Rowena Ravenclaw?!

Could it be that this is the same as the meditation basin in the principal's office?

Harry couldn't help but reach out and touch the wall next to him, it was cold to the touch, it was real.

He tentatively approached a person who looked like a student, only to see a ghost pass through his body.

But he didn't look like a ghost at all, after all, no ghost walked on his legs, they were all floating, and there was no color other than pearl white on his body.

"New here, walk and look at it." The man turned his head and said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm sorry." Harry subconsciously apologized.

So it's really a memory?

He was a little incredulous. When I experienced those memories in the meditation basin before, no one could see him, let alone communicate with him.

However, when he saw Dumbledore's surprised expression, Harry was relieved.

Fortunately, he is not the only one who has not seen the world.

Kyle next to him was all calm, as if he had known it for a long time.

"You can just hang out." Kyle walked over and said, "There's a classroom upstairs, and there's a professor in class, it's all a thousand years ago, you can go and listen to it." ”

Harry nodded and left.

However, he did not go to the classroom, but wandered around the castle curiously, as he had when he first entered the first grade.

He went to Gryffindor's common room, but instead of the familiar Fat Lady, there was a different painting, a tall knight with a two-handed sword.

Because Harry didn't know the password, the knight didn't agree to let him in.

Harry had no choice but to leave and go somewhere else.

For some unknown reason, he came to the hallway where the Room of Request was.

Harry looked at the empty wall, closed his eyes and began pacing back and forth:

"I need a broomroom...... I need a broomroom...... I need a broom room. ”

He walked back and forth three times in front of the empty wall, but when he opened his eyes, he didn't see the door.

Also...... This is the Room of Request, how can there be another Room of Request.

Harry shook his head and left.

At the same time, Dumbledore came to the place where he was interested.

About three hours later, maybe even longer, the three of them were back in the foyer, ready to leave.

"Harry, how are you feeling, do you understand?" Kyle asked.

Harry's face froze.

"It's okay, it's okay." He said hesitantly.

He didn't go to those classrooms at all...... The same cannot be said, it should be said that he stayed for ten minutes, but could not understand anything, and went out again.

Because of this, the professor was furious and scolded him.

Harry had never thought that his memories could become so real, and he subconsciously used this place as a meditation basin, where he could do whatever he wanted without anyone noticing, including leaving suddenly in the middle of class.

So when the tossed book went through his head, Harry's legs went limp, and he never went to the classrooms again, but spent the morning walking around the place.

But looking at his weak look, Kyle could probably guess what was going on, nodded and didn't ask any more.

He looked at Dumbledore.

"It's very interesting, it solves some of the doubts that have plagued me for years, such as how long those portraits have been in school, and I've always been curious about this." Dumbledore said, "But there's something strange. ”

"What?"

"I saw Slytherin in the Chamber of Secrets, and I saw Hufflepuff in the kitchen, but I didn't find Gryffindor."

Dumbledore asked, "He doesn't seem to be in this castle, but if I'm not mistaken, Gryffindor seems to be the most active of the Big Four, and he was a professor for a while, teaching students personally." ”

"This ......," Kyle opened his mouth.

He couldn't tell Dumbledore that Godric Gryffindor had been erased from his memory by Ravenclaw for some unseemly behavior.

Dumbledore was also a Gryffindor House graduate, and he could accept that the founder of the house was a ...... who liked to pick at the waistband of his pants with a sword Well, weird?

For the sake of the Big Four's reputation, Kyle hesitated for a moment and said, "He may not be in school during this time." ”

"Really?" Dumbledore didn't think much of it.

As the three of them walked out of the Room of Requirement, the door to the wall disappeared immediately.

"I heard Harry say that you learned his and Malfoy's magic as some kind of animal before, and that's where you learned it." Dumbledore asked.

Harry looked at it too.

Hermione had said that Kyle had seen the spell from the library, but now it seemed that it was clearly not the case.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "Right on the second floor, in Charms class, Professor Lagor thinks it's a very effective trick. ”

"That's no trick." Dumbledore smiled and said, "If you face an enemy who doesn't know the magic language, any of his magic will become your help, and the number of people will no longer matter." ”

He turned his head to look at the other side, intending for Harry to learn the same, but stopped when he got to the point.

Anyway, there are some things that are unavoidable, and Harry is pretty good right now, at least against most Death Eaters.

(End of chapter)