Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Horcrux!!!"

"That's right, according to my judgment, this thing should undoubtedly be a Horcrux..."

After looking at Wang Xuebin's serious expression and confirming that he was not joking, Dumbledore frowned and slowly leaned on the back of the chair, with an indescribable solemn expression.

What is Horcrux?

It can be simply understood as the Lich's life box. As long as the Horcrux is not completely destroyed, the owner of the Horcrux will not die no matter what!

In other words, the dark wizard who made Ravenclaw Jin into a Horcrux, although he didn't know what era he was from, but it is certain that this person is definitely still alive now!

A dark wizard who has lived for countless years and whose magic power is not much worse than that of him, can imagine its difficulty with his toes.

The most troublesome thing is that no matter what kind of person the dark wizard was before making the Horcrux, as long as he made the Horcrux, he is definitely an absolute madman now!

There is no way, the Horcrux is not a good person!

Although the Horcrux is called a Horcrux, it does not store the soul of the spellcaster, but the personality of evil thoughts.

The soul is a kind of power, but the evil thoughts and personality are the entanglement of the soul and negative emotions such as malice, killing and other negative emotions!

It can be understood as this: the caster forces himself to split his personality through killing, and then mixes the divided personality with the soul power, integrating it with an item that can carry magic!

Every time a Horcrux is made, the caster will go a step further away from the madman, which is not the worst.

The worst thing is that making Horcrux feels addictive...

In other words, once a wizard starts to make a Horcrux, he will be like he has taken poison and will never stop anymore!

Every dark wizard who created the Horcrux is a schizophrenia patient. For such a person, you cannot speculate and guess him with ordinary thinking, and Dumbledore will not have a headache.

"Professor Gu Yi, can you be sure...is this really a Horcrux..."

Dumbledore actually recognized Wang Xuebin's judgment in his heart, but he still held a glimmer of hope, and hope was that both he and Wang Xuebin's judgment were wrong.

Even if it is...

"Hu, to be honest, I have only read the description in the book. I have made a judgment through the description. There is no way. I don't know who has torn off the page of the Horcrux manufacturing..."

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Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore finally gave up his luck, closed his eyes gently, let out a breath of turbid air, leaned on the chair, but did not move for a long time.

Troubles come one after another. There is no moment when you are in Ansheng, every day when you open your eyes, you either deal with the unreasonable troubles between the Ministry of Magic and the Council or fight wits and courage with the evil black wizard.

As an old man with white hair and beard, he is so tired...

If he had any choice, he really hoped to be an ordinary muggle without taking such a big responsibility and spend his whole life in a simple way...

Alas... It's a pity that there is no if...

"Professor Gu Yi, do you remember the description of the Horcrux in which book you saw..."

After a moment, Dumbledore opened his dark blue eyes, sat upright, and looked quietly at Wang Xuebin, who was sitting opposite him looking at Jin Mian.

Life has to continue, and the responsibilities that should be borne cannot be slacked off after all, right?

"The Secret of the Grade-Black Magic!"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wang Xuebin put down his golden mian and looked up and replied:

"The only one I found in the forbidden book area of ​​the Hogwarts Library is that it uses human skin as paper and human blood as ink, and a Latin book.

It records twenty-seven inhumane black magic, including the Heart-Drilling Curse, the Life-Seeking Curse, and the Making of Horcruxes, which are very dangerous books!"

With Wang Xuebin's narration, Dumbledore also remembered this book that he had studied in depth when he was young.

But at that time he was arrogant and looked down on such a clumsy way of immortality as the Horcrux!

What he pursues is the legendary Deathly Hallows!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the elderberry wand that was placed by hand again, sighed softly, not thinking too much.

"...I wonder if you have finished reading the book "The Secret of the Sharp Black Magic". If you have finished reading it, I wonder if you can lend me the book to read it?"

"Of course it's no problem!"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wang Xuebin agreed without thinking. He pulled out his wand, stood up, walked to the window, and waved it out of the window under Dumbledore's surprised gaze.

"The magic book is flying!"

A loud shout that resounded through the sky was shocked by the professors who were directing the elves downstairs to clean up their offices and classrooms, and stopped their movements, and came to the window curiously and poked their heads out.

I saw a black soul wailing pattern cover, yellowed leather paper, and scarlet text in the bookcase in Wang Xuebin's office, a punch-thick magic book.

He broke through the warning seal that Wang Xuebin set on the bookcase and howled all the way to the tower where Dumbledore was.

"Hey, Professor Gu Yi, what happened?"

Hagrid, attracted by Wang Xuebin's movements, held up a shovel that suited his body shape, looked at the direction of the principal's office, and asked loudly.

Several other professors in the office poked their heads out or leaned against the window. Professor Sprout, who was located next to the greenhouse, even held a bubble pod and poked out half of his body.

"hi~Hag, long time no see you professors, I'm just talking about magic with Professor Dumbledore..."

Wang Xuebin grabbed the magic book with his left hand and the wand in his right hand, and cursed loudly in his voice, greeting the professors with a smile.

The professors rolled their eyes regardless of whether they believed it or not!

Let's share a magic trick, as for such a big stir...

"...Haha, you guys are busy. We still have some problems here that have not been solved. We will chat in detail when we are having a meal!"

After saying that, Wang Xuebin shrunk his head and closed the window of the principal's office in the rolling eyes of the professors.

"Give it to Professor Dumbledore, this is the book "Reveal of the Sharp-Black Magic" you want!"

Dumbledore took the magic book and looked at Wang Xuebin with deep meaning.

"Thank you, very creative ideas. Maybe if I have the opportunity, I will try to stand by the window and communicate with people..."

A person who has never been given before will definitely not be able to let go. It is like a person who cannot be high-profile, without a low-key background.

Being able to care so much about your image in the eyes of others must have had a highlight experience that was highly anticipated.

But Dumbledore had never heard of the name Ancient One. So where did this Ancient One professor get the attention of everyone?

Dumbledore had a very incredible guess about Wang Xuebin's origin. Although this guess may be a bit ridiculous, he felt that this guess was very likely the truth.

"Haha, it feels pretty good, you will definitely fall in love with him!"

Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be unaware of Dumbledore.

"If there was nothing else, I would go back first. I spent the summer vacation and didn't even have time to decorate the classroom of the Black Magic Defense Class!"

"Of course, thank you for your hard work... If you have any needs, please tell Hagrid to do it. Believe me, he is definitely a reliable helper!"

"Haha, sure!"