Chapter 55 Halloween
Egger and Dumbledore did not stay at Grimmauld Place and soon returned to Hogwarts. Dumbledore carefully looked at the locket in his hand, took out Gryffindor's sword from the Sorting Hat and hacked it. It was chopped, but the locket was unscathed.
"It seems that a very powerful spell has been cast on it. Even the sword cannot destroy it. Can it only be opened from the inside?" Dumbledore placed the locket on a small stand not far away and put the sword Passed it to Egger: "I think the only one who can open it is Parseltongue."
Egg nodded, looked at the small locket in front of him, and hissed: "Open..."
The locket popped open with a 'pop' sound, and a black gas rolled out. Without saying a word, Iger struck directly with the sword in his hand, very fast. Basically, as soon as the locket was opened, the sword in Iger's hand It has already fallen...
Before the black energy took shape, the locket suddenly shattered. A wave of melancholy emotions was clearly transmitted to the hearts of Egg and Dumbledore, and the black energy slowly dissipated.
The two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and Egg smacked his lips: "Did it want to say something just now? It always seemed like it was a little bit panicked?"
"I... seem to have felt it..." Dumbledore turned around absentmindedly, and muttered with confusion in his old voice: "You made him die so suffocated... It's strange that Voldemort can be so complicated. Feelings?"
"But this Horcrux is much weaker than that ring..." Egg looked at the somewhat broken locket: "That ring should have been made by Voldemort when he was young."
"You are right. The soul in the ring is very powerful and can even fight back, but the soul in the locket is very weak." Dumbledore turned around and looked at Egg: "I'm glad you can find out This thing, this is a good thing, at least it can prove that Horcruxes will not continue to split..."
"It certainly can't be divided infinitely... It's like dividing a cake. If you divide it a little at a time, there will definitely be a small bite left in the end..." Iger spread his hands and threw the locket onto Dumbledore's desk: "If you have been there recently, If you want to go to Grimmauld Place, please help bring this to Kreacher, just think of it as a gift to him. By the way, don't go to the cave, it's useless..."
"I think he will thank you." Dumbledore nodded: "So, this thing is no longer available?"
"There is another one sleeping in Gryffindor's dormitory. It is estimated that there will be another one. At this time, Voldemort is too weak to feel that his treasure has been destroyed." Egg spread his hands: "In the tower I won't do business with you, I think you should have discovered it long ago..."
"It seems that you have probably calculated that when he is resurrected, it may be the end of him..." Dumbledore nodded: "This is good, at least it will put me in the mood to help you find the Phoenix... "
"What you said makes me want to kill him right away..." Egg smacked his lips, said good night and turned to leave.
Finding five Horcruxes in a row made Egg feel that he could probably enjoy life in peace. In fact, he did exactly that. When he was not in class every day, he only ate and slept, and was tired of being next to Hermione every day.
Soon, it was Halloween eve again. Early in the morning, Ron excitedly rushed into Egg's room with a little owl in his arms.
"Iger, you gave me an owl?" Ron looked at Egger in surprise.
"Ah..." Egger rubbed his eyes in confusion: "It seems that it has already sent itself to the place, but it seems to be a little early..."
Ron hugged the owl in his arms fondly, and then looked at Egg and swallowed, a little embarrassed, and said in a calm voice: "I will definitely give you a better gift for Christmas..."
"Emmm...I'm looking forward to it..." Egger muttered, hugging the pillow sluggishly.
According to Hermione's words, Egg's current life is: extravagant!
In the morning, Hermione sat next to Egg on the Gryffindor table with an unhappy look on her face. She had been pestering Egg to pay the elves for the past two days.
Egger said with a confused look that I thought so, and I did so, but the elves didn't agree...
Hermione, on the other hand, got some small socks and hid them in various corners of the Gryffindor common room, hoping to free some elves. This frightened the elves, but it was of no use to them. Because the clothes given by others are of no use except for Egg, and their owner is Egg.
Just like Ron asked...
"The elf's master is Egg, and what you give is of no use. Besides, why do you want to liberate Egg's servant?"
Early in the morning, Ron looked at Hermione with a look of disgust and said, he was wondering who the elf had freed to cook for her?
"Why can't I be liberated?" Hermione looked at Ron angrily.
"Who are you? How interesting..." Ron muttered.
"I'm him..." Hermione's face suddenly became ablaze: "I'm his girlfriend, is there any problem?"
Perhaps because she was too angry, Hermione's voice was a little loud, which immediately attracted the attention of many people in the auditorium.
A loud whistle sounded. Fred and George were sitting on a table not far away and shouted at Hermione. There was laughter on the Gryffindor table. Angelina sat diagonally across from Hermione and raised her eyebrows. Thumbs up.
"I'm glad you can correct your identity..." After Iger finished washing, he came to the auditorium leisurely. As soon as he entered the auditorium, he heard Hermione's annoyed voice.
Hermione's eyes suddenly turned red. She glanced at Egg with a watery look, then picked up the book on the table and ran away with a red face.
"It's really inexplicable..." Ron looked at Hermione's running back angrily: "If I really want to liberate elves, I should tell you. Why are you dragging others to talk about the liberation of house elves every day? The Association for the Promotion of House Elves Welfare?"
"SPEW for short..." Fred said leisurely.
"Vomiting?" George finished his attack, and the two looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"This is not a funny thing..." Angelina sighed: "She put small clothes in the common room. Although she couldn't free them, it was an insult to the elves. Didn't you notice that in the past two days? Isn't the tower as clean as before? It's probably because the elves are no longer willing to clean up."
"So? Are you going to criticize her?" Fred looked at Angelina with a smile.
"Well... I'll forget it." Angelina was slightly embarrassed: "Hermione lent me the broom, so I was embarrassed to say anything to her."
The twins looked at each other and laughed.
"I have decided Angelina, I will give you a broom on the day I marry you." Fred said, and the twins laughed again.
Angelina rolled her eyes and ignored the two of them. She turned to look at Iger who was not far away: "Mr. Morrises, don't you go and comfort your little girlfriend?"
"No need for now, just take it easy. She's been like this every day for the past two days..." Iger ate a piece of grilled sausage, and then frowned. Eating grilled sausage in the morning was too greasy: "I'll go there later. Help Hagrid put the swelling spell on the pumpkin, and Hermione will come over too."
"It's great. You can have a fire and eat roasted pumpkin..." Harry said with anger: "Did you see the big raindrops outside? Wood forced us to train..."
Ron ate a piece of roasted sweet potato in silence, ignoring Harry's words.
"You're going to watch our training, right? Ron?" Harry looked at Ron beside him eagerly, and Ron gave Harry a grimace: "Uh...ah...of course..."
A few minutes later, Ron glanced at Iger longingly, hoping that Iger could save him for a while, but it seemed that Iger didn't notice his expression...
After a while, Egger strolled along the stone corridor in the courtyard towards Hagrid's hut. From afar, he saw Nick, who was almost headless, wandering in the stone corridor with a depressed look on his face.
"Good morning, Nick!" Egg looked at Nick with a smile and said hello. Nick, the Gryffindor ghost, has always been popular with the students.
"Hello, hello..." Nick turned to look at Iger: "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Hagrid's place." Egger smiled and patted his chest: "I have prepared a large barrel of mead and a lot of refreshments. I plan to enjoy it with Hagrid. Do you want to come with me?"
"Ha...I'll forget it, after all, I'm just a ghost..." Nick tilted his head: "I hope you have a happy day..."
"Thank you for your blessing." Iger grinned, and then looked at a white shadow flying not far away. A ghost owl flew in front of Nick. Nick caught the owl and took out a silver-white letter behind him. , opened it, looked at it, and then sighed sadly.
"I think with the mystery of magic, we can definitely find a way to cause harm to the ghost." Egg pointed to the castle behind him: "If you are worried about your neck, I suggest you talk to Dumbledore Please ask."
Nick looked at Egg and was stunned: "You are right, Egg, why didn't I think of..."
Looking at Nick's white shadow floating far away, Egg shook his head and smiled. If I remember correctly, ghosts can also be petrified by the sight of the basilisk, so there should be a way to hurt ghosts, but it won't be very painful. knew…
I arrived at Hagrid's pumpkin patch early. A thin shield blocked all the rain around Iger. Iger looked helplessly at Hagrid, who was shaking the rainwater in the pumpkin patch.
"Hagrid, I'm here." Egg waved to Hagrid: "It seems you don't need my help."
"Oh, Egg." Hagrid inserted his wand, which was very delicate compared to his size, into his coat. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net looked at Egg and smiled: "I couldn't hold it back for a moment and cast it in advance. The expansion spell, you know, I can't help but..."
Iger grinned, walked into the hut leisurely, turned a small stool into a large luxurious soft chair, leaned on it, and then took out a barrel of mead and a lot of pastries from his arms.
"It seems that you have prepared a lot of things." Hagrid bent down and walked into the hut, looked at Egg and smiled: "I was also thinking about making some stew..."
"Uh...that's enough." Iger blinked his eyes and laughed twice.
"Where's Hermione? Why didn't I come with you?" Hagrid looked out the window and then sat down on the stool.
"I guess we'll be there soon..." Egg looked at the heavy rain outside the window and yawned: "This weather is really uninteresting."
As he said that, Egg poured two glasses of mead casually: "This was given to me by Hannah two days ago. It was said to be a new type of mead made by Old Tom. Only then did I know that Old Tom at the Leaky Cauldron turned out to be a member of the Abbott family. of…"
"That's right. That store has some history." Hagrid nodded: "It seems that he has a good relationship with you?"
"Old Tom? Of course!" Egg took a sip from the cup: "I ordered a lot of food and wine for the elves this year, but I really don't understand why they like fish-flavored green beer..."
"The taste of elves has always been different from that of humans..." Hagrid muttered: "In fact, it might be more convenient if you order it at the Three Broomsticks Bar."
"I tried, but the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks Bar doesn't seem to like underage drinking. She won't sell me anything except butterbeer..." Egg spread his hands and stuffed a small biscuit into his mouth.