Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…I wonder if I am lucky enough to be able to come to your home?”

In the end, Slughorn still nodded.

Although he is not sure about the meaning of Marx, since it is from Hogwarts, it is always the right choice not to take the initiative.

For Slughorn, since there is no way to avoid people, it has already explained a lot of problems.

Marx followed behind him and walked in from the back door with him.

This house is actually quite spacious, but it is because of the fact that its owner has stuffed too many household items, it is not enough to make people feel a little crowded and chaotic.

In the living room of Marx, such as soft backrests, low-footed stools, piles of soft cushions, and much more, books, drinks and snacks on the table with a table blanket are within easy reach.

Incendio burns in the big fireplace, making this room even warm in the corner.

If you are neat, there is even a fight with Marx’s office; if you look at the comfort of normal life, I believe no one will dislike this room.

Before getting on the soft sofa, Marx took out a few bottles from the waist and placed them on the coffee table as a gift.

Then, after waiting for the whole person to fall into the sofa, he asked an extremely abrupt question enough to bring the room temperature to freezing.

“Mr. Slughorn, Voldemort, he–” Marx just mentioned the name, and the fat old man shuddered. “… How much does he pay for you?”

“What are you talking about?” Slughorn immediately frowned. “And, don’t mention that name here!”

“I didn’t talk nonsense,” Marx laughed. “In the original words, I just came to be a lobbyist today. In the next school year, Hogwarts needs a new Potions’ Professor –“

“I won’t go!” Slughorn rushed.

“No, I didn’t say it? It was just the purpose of my ‘original’,” Marx explained. “If it wasn’t for Professor McGonagall to ask if I had the right person, I wouldn’t come to you…”

He paused, but then went on to say: “In fact, I started paying attention to you as early as a few months ago… I said so, do you understand?”

“Oh – actually I prefer mead!” Slughorn picked up the bottle on the table and looked at the label while perfunctory. “What should I understand?”

“For a while, you moved around very often – moving from there, it didn’t take long before you bought it from the muggle owner of the house and stayed here for a long time.” Marx leisurely Authentic, “What happened during this period, I think I can still understand.”

“I just want to look at it and choose a place that is suitable for the elderly!” Slughorn is still insisting, “As you can see, when you are older, you should enjoy the leisure life of your old age.”

“Why?” Marx shook his head. “If that’s the case, would you rather show your arm to me?”

Slughorn hearing this, finally complexion changed, after a moment of silence, he was heavily sighed.

“Listen to what you mean, if Minerva is not looking for you, are you not planning to come to me?” He put down the bottle in his hand, and some were powerless.

“Yes,” Marx said, nodded. “I don’t think I need to come to you, you will take the initiative to go back to Hogwarts… isn’t it?”

“How, how could it be…” Slughorn immediately shook his head. “How dangerous is Hogwarts in recent years, I believe you are much clearer than I am – how can I run and ask for trouble?”

“Because there may not be much security here,” Marx without the slightest hesitation. “From your inability to reject Volt – you know, you have been caught in danger since you can’t refuse his recruiting.” Although you have always liked to make good people, you can be as “excellent” as Riddle, afraid that it will only make you deeply troubled?”

“…you won’t understand.” Slughorn stared silently at the pattern on the table blanket, and after a moment of silence, it spit out such a sentence.

Marx is just laughed calmly.

“Okay!” He nodded slightly. “Not annoyed, regret – right?”

“What?” Slughorn suddenly raised his head, and there was a strange insult in his eyes.

Marx thought about it and decided to reveal some less important information to the fat old man.

“In order to eliminate your worries -” he spread his hand, “Of course, it is also to let you stand on our side as soon as possible, I will tell you directly!”

Having said that, Marx deliberately paused again, making Slughorn focus again.

“…Horcrux, the way to split the soul, he learned from you, right?”

“How come you -“

In the shock of Slughorn, Marx waved his hand and interrupted him.

“Voldemort’s Horcrux has seven pieces, six of which are in my hands.”

“Really… seven times?” Slughorn’s hand trembled. “How come… can the human soul withstand seven divisions?”

“More than that!” Marx said casually. “Accurately, it’s about thirteen times — that’s the limit number of splits.”

“Really?” Slughorn hesitated. “How do you know?”

“Some of the books on the ancient book are clear,” Marx shrugged said. “I’m a little bit more research on the magic of the soul.”

“So how do you know that he only made seven pieces of Horcrux?” Slughorn asked.

“No, in fact, there are only six pieces of Horcrux that he actively made -” Marx replied. “Every time you split a soul, it takes a long time to warm up. He can’t make Horcrux continuously. However, he made the sixth. After Horcrux, just… you know.”

“…and died at Potter’s house?” Slughorn didn’t pick up subconsciously.

“Yes!” Marx bowed.

“What about the seventh?” Slughorn quickly asked, “After his resurrection, he did another one?”

“Unfortunately, with regard to this seventh Horcrux, I can’t explain more about it for a while…” Marx said. “But I can tell you clearly that it is in my hands.”

“How can you be sure that he did not continue to make Horcrux after the resurrection?” Slughorn asked doubtfully.

“This is related to his other secret,” Marx said a little hesitantly. “You should already know it? After his resurrection, his power became very unusual.”

“Yes… those terrifying black gas…” Slughorn remembered chillingly.

“That’s that,” Marx said. “Because of the new power he got, he doesn’t dare to continue making Horcrux now, I dare say – he doesn’t even dare to let his soul shake it a little more!”

“I can understand,” Slughorn nodded said. “I happened to see it once in a while, and he was constantly smoky out of the air – it should be the case that his power suddenly ran away!”

Marx indifferent expression looked at him, after a short while, this turned his head.

“Well… Well, since I have said so much, I think you should be able to decide?”

As soon as this was said, Slughorn fell into meditation again.

Marx tells him the reason for these “important information,” and he is actually very clear.

First, Marx wants to let him know that Voldemort’s secret is nothing but a secret in Marx’s eyes. It seems that everything is in his grasp; and second, these words will undoubtedly become a constraint on him.

No matter where he finally decides to stand, it is impossible for him to tell Voldemort. Once he said it in front of Voldemort, there would be no rewards, no doubt he would be killed on the spot.

After all, when Voldemort was still Tom Riddle, the secret of Horcrux was explained to him by him, Horrag Slughorn.

If Voldemort knew that Horcrux’s secret might have been leaked, the first suspected object was definitely him.

“…Why did you want me to get back to Hogwarts?” Slughorn suddenly asked Marx. “What value do I have? Need you to exchange these secrets?”

“en?” Marx glanced at him. “Although I didn’t think about what it’s worth… But every little helper on Voldemort’s side would definitely be easier for us, isn’t it?”

“Just because of this?” Slughorn hesitated.

“Not enough?” Marx asked. “If you were wholeheartedly doing things for Voldemort, it would add a lot of trouble to us – you have to pay a lot of attention when Voldemort enters the Ministry of Magic. ?”

“Oh… all said, don’t mention the name of ‘the man’ in me…” Slughorn touched his nose and opened his eyes with some guilty conscience.

“You see! I didn’t say it before I came in?” Marx smiled. “You have a good reputation in the Britain magic circle – and even the global magic circle. For your broad and weighty communication. Circle, I am quite valued.”

“So, are you sure… can you guarantee my safety?” Slughorn pondered for a while, then suddenly stretched his neck and asked carefully.

“Of course!” Marx decisively nodded. “As long as you don’t run around and stay at Hogwarts, I don’t think there is anything to fear if Voldemort attacks again.”

“You are really confident…” Slughorn corner of mouth twitching.

“Moderate self-confidence can win the trust of people,” Marx did not deny. “Sometimes, excessive self-improvement can make others unhappy!”

“Let me think about it again!” Slughorn sighed.

“Of course, no problem, it’s still early next year!” Marx said, suddenly turning his head and pointing at the door. “However, for you, I am afraid that time is not as abundant as I expected.”