Chapter 1154： ? Horcrux Scar

"Shut up! Sirius." Allen had to raise the volume to calm the two again, then he stood up, opened the window, and suddenly yelled, "Flob's slime worm flies, Flob's sticking The worm flies."

Two long brown worms, about ten inches long and about the diameter of a dinner plate, flew in from the damp ditch beside the wall under the castle and landed on the principal’s desk. They didn’t like to move. After experiencing the first flight in the insect life, he didn't even dare to move, and silently pretended to be dead-but then these two were controlled by the multi-soul curse that Alan used to use even the unforgivable curse against people. The body, this mucus secreting thing with little difference between the two ends suddenly violent, the body got entangled with another caterpillar, and this bug that liked to eat lettuce leaves began to bite the other head.

"Alan, what are you..." Sirius' dark gray eyes looked at these two Flobber slime worms with disgust, in a puzzled tone, "Let us watch you play with bugs?"

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the dead Flobber slime worm. The black eyes on his face flashed dangerously with a conjecture in his heart: "The other party stopped himself and the stupid dog. In order to see this... is this an insult? Does he think that we face him like these two Flobe worms?"

At this time, the Flobber armyworm that was gnawing at its head quickly stopped struggling and stiffened silently. Allen directly pulled Sirius onto the chair: "Sit firmly and don't move!"

Then, Allen did not speak. He explained with actions. He made some gestures to the remaining sticky worm. Then, in Sirius's stunned eyes, something almost faint and invisible came from Frober. The armyworm separated from its body and shot towards Sirius' forehead.

At such a close distance and caught off guard, Sirius sitting in a chair could not avoid this thing, and then he felt a pain in his eyebrows, and this Harry’s godfather began to be like his godson Harry. Holding his head.

At this moment, Snape who was next to him saw the clues. He stood up abruptly and leaned forward like a big bat. He raised his hand to break the wound on Sirius’ forehead—only two of Sirius’s forehead were seen. Between the eyebrows, a scar similar to Harry's lightning mark appeared on the center of the eyebrows. This mark was like a thick round slime worm that distorted the body, showing the bold number 1.

"Go away, snot." Sirius was in a brief pain, and found that Snape's face was in front of him. Uncomfortable, he suddenly pushed the opponent away with both hands. He took out his wand and turned it into a mirror. Looking at the matte skin and feeling the panic of the uprising contained in it, he calmly realized that it was a connection from the bug on the table. He murmured uncertainly: " Alan? You made me... a Horcrux of Flobe's slime worm?"

"Think about your brain with biceps reaching the cranial cavity..." Snape didn't try to get close after being pushed away. He already understood Allen's thoughts, "Principal Harris will show us next Up..."

Allen nodded and raised his pale and slender hand...Although his eyes were on his decorations...He turned his eyes to focus on the caterpillar scar on Sirius' forehead, then his eyes turned and dropped again. His hands began to dig into his own raven pocket.

This abnormal behavior, which is different from Alan’s usual clean and neat actions, made Snape and Sirius a little nervous and uneasy. They worried about whether the extraction of the soul fragments was due to Alan’s misjudgment. The actual operation would be more difficult than he thought. Many.

Allen didn’t look at them. He took out a gem for a long time: "Sirius took away my hand and let me see the size..." He said, just like those painters and artists using their thumbs to see the proportions, he pointed this gem to Sirius The scar on his forehead gestured and looked at it, and then began to sculpt it-soon this gem was carved into an Arabic number three by Alan in a few strokes.

After finishing all this, Allen nodded in satisfaction, then turned the digit gem horizontally, and stuck the middle point of the Arabic numeral three to the center of the mark on Sirius's eyebrow.

"Capture the soul!"

As Allen’s voice fell, strange magical waves reverberated in the room, attracting a trace of mist floating from Sirius’s eyebrow mark, slowly converging into one strand, spinning in the air, and finally compressed into a single grain. The very small and strange red jewel-like thing fell into Allen's hands.

Snape's body leaned back on the back of the chair, his soothing thin face was full of sarcasm, "This stupid dog is a good Horcrux for the slime.

Sirius felt that the connection with Flobe's slime worm on his forehead was severed, and he observed the change in Snape's cold expression. He quickly held up his wand forbidden to look at his forehead, the scar just now. Still in place, but has faded a lot: "Alan, you do it..."

"Don't move! This is the last point!" Allen continued to press the number three gemstone in Sirius' eyebrows with his hands. He didn't mean to put it down at all. Instead, he began to chant the spell silently again. The gemstone changed. It got to get hot--this kind of hot coming and going quickly, disappeared before Sirius screamed, as if it had never appeared before.

"Okay, the ritual is complete." Allen finally took the gems back, but his expression became a little weird and depressed in Sirius' eyes, "The mark on your brows is already a scar. Go back and just paint it. I don't care about white moss or anything in a few days, it will be fine..."

Snape looked at Sirius' forehead with a look of surprise, and sternly took his hand to his lips and coughed twice.

"It's over? Did you really do it?" Sirius's complexion turned red at this time. Since learning about his godson's situation, the stone on his chest has been cleaned up. "I'll go and fix it. Bring Li!"

"Cough..." Allen cleared his throat, his expression a little stiff, "About the scar on Harry's forehead..." Allen put his hands down, motioned to stand up excitedly with both hands on the table, and Sirius leaned forward to sit back. "But I don’t think it is necessary for the time being."

"Why?!!!" Sirius blurted out, making his brows frowned in anxious heart.

Snape originally wanted to ask, but the sudden flash of light in the room surprised him. Then his eyes suddenly saw Sirius's brows, and he forced the words back, his pale face suddenly rose. After some abnormal flushes, my shoulders began to tremble.

"Harry is very useful in Grigovich's affairs, isn't it? Tom's brain is abnormal recently, which can help us learn more truth... and for Harry himself..." Allen clasped his hands. Together, “The principle of Avada’s Mantra is to act on the human body...Although Harry’s forehead is only the size of a lightning bolt..." Allen shrugged, "But if it happens to hit Harry’s forehead, this one can only target A soul’s spell...Although the chance is very small, it might just be able to help Harry block it?” (Author’s note: In the original world trajectory, Harry was made into the true master of the old wand by chance, so When Voldemort used the old magic wand against Harry Avada, the old magic wand was unwilling to kill his own master without changing ownership, so it chose to kill Voldemort's soul fragment on Harry's forehead, but the situation is different now. This probability is basically only possible when the curse is in the middle of the scar?)

"Don't be kidding, what's the use of such a small place... It's better to wear a jacket full of mice... It's kind of useful, but there was a guy in the Middle Ages who did this and died of a severe plague..." Sirius Xinghuang Shaking his head, "Ellen, I still hope you can get rid of this soul fragment for him as soon as possible... so as not to be used by..."

"Actually, the main reason is that I previously promised that Dumbledore would not interfere with Harry in this matter without authorization... So we have to tell him this matter upright... It's too disrespectful to do it without him." Allen’s gaze was centered between Sirius’s eyes, "You can tell Dumbledore about this, or ask us to meet... I also happen to have information that I need to tell him..."

"I have to tell him? I'm Harry's godfather... okay okay... I didn't know that you respect people so much..." Sirius narrowed his mouth in dissatisfaction. "Why don't you tell Dumbledore? Like to make small reports..."

Snape immediately started taunting: "It seems that Gryffindor's stupid lion lost his courage when facing Dumbledore?"

"Enough! Sirius." Allen halted. "But if Dumbledore disagrees and doesn't want to come to discuss, you don't have to argue with him. Then you can tell me at any time and I can remove the soul fragments from Ha Take it off..."

"Well, Ellen, you can only do this... If Harry sees something through the mysterious man, I will let him come directly to you..." Seeing Allen said this, Sirius didn’t even agree. The way, he could only take out a roll of nailed parchment from his pocket and hand it to Alan, "I asked Josephine for leave when I came over, and she asked me to bring this to you...you want these abroad 3. Regardless of the regional information, what do you do?"

"It's okay, just make a plan..." Allen confided a few words at random, and then said with a positive tone, "By the way, Harry lost the invisibility cloak... As the principal, I should be fully responsible... I will strengthen Hogwarts. Security work..." He paused, "Another compensation plan...Let’s do it, anyway, he only uses it for activities like night adventures. I will compensate him for a piece of invisible animal skin every few years. The imitation is just fine, promise to replace it before it expires...Of course Harry can't tell others that I sent it, otherwise other students will think I gave Harry the green light to encourage him to break the curfew rule..."

"No, no, I can just buy it for him...mainly because it is a relic given to him by James. More important than practical value is the commemorative meaning, so you can ask someone below you to check it out. Best, if I can get it back safely, I’ll buy the thief’s stealth beast hide cloak regularly..." Sirius waved his hand, "And I’m going to ruin your office with the nasal sniper... I’ll go to the wizard when I go back. The bank will transfer some to you..."

"Principal Harris, I won't bother..." Snape stood up. He knew who he had done to after the invisibility cloak was lost. He didn't want to listen anymore and strode towards the principal's office. He walked up the spiral staircase, but when he left, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sirius.

"Fuck you nose! What do you look at!" Sirius was a little annoyed by Snape's viper stare.

"I try my best... but Sirius you have to know that this thing is a creation of the **** of death, and divination is not very useful to it. It has its own power to screen out prophecies, especially the invisibility cloak... If you can’t hinder this discovery magic, it’s actually no different from ordinary imitations..." Allen sighed, "But I will let Victor take charge. It may take a long time, but since it’s memorable, as long as It's not damaged...I promise to get it back." Allen's eyes continue to remain at Sirius's brow position, "As for compensation and demerit points, I don't see any use, I have already got it back by myself..."

"Got it? When?" Sirius asked suspiciously, feeling a little uneasy at this time based on what he knew of Allen.

At this time, Snape, who had already walked down the spiral staircase a few steps, stopped: "Principal Harris, when the photos are washed out, please give me one..."

"Photo? What photo?" Sirius asked suspiciously, and he felt even more upset at this time based on what he knew about Snape.

"The flash you didn't notice just now was my house elf Maggie taking a picture of you on the side of the room. Professor Snape noticed..." Allen forced a smile, "As for what picture? That was I just When sucking the soul fragments of the Flobe slime worm on your brow, use the 3 word gem on your brow to turn your-word Horcrux scar into a picture of the 3 Horcrux scar..."

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