Chapter 735： the real Gryffindor

"Seven..."

After listening to Hermione and Fish's narration, Dumbledore didn't know whether to sigh with emotion or a relaxed sigh.

And Hermione asked excitedly: "Professor, besides Slytherin's locket and the big snake named Nagini, what would be a Horcrux?"

The four Horcruxes, Riddle's diary, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Ravenclaw's crown, and Gaunt's ring, have been destroyed. The locket has not yet been found, and the serpent has remained with Voldemort. But other than that, there seems to be no more Horcrux-related clues in those memories related to Voldemort.

"Could it be Gryffindor's sword?" Hermione exclaimed.

After learning about the carriers of several other Horcruxes, with the habit of Miss Know-it-all, she would naturally go to the library to look up some relevant materials, and then she knew the existence of the Gryffindor Sword.

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Gryffindor's sword is fine, it has been kept by me, and Voldemort has no chance to touch it at all. In addition, there should be six Horcruxes instead of seven."

He concealed Harry's most important Horcrux, explaining: "The seventh part of the soul, however broken, is still in his resurrected body, the part of him that existed in ghostly form during his years of exile. , without it, he would be without himself. This seventh part of the soul will be the last thing anyone who wants to kill Voldemort must attack—the piece within him."

"Currently? Should?" Hermione didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but was keenly aware of the uncertainty in Dumbledore's words.

"Yes..." Dumbledore sighed again and said, "Do you think that Voldemort would restock the Horcrux to six, knowing that the diary and the golden cup had been destroyed?"

"But, but...Isn't there only six Horcruxes?" Hermione's eyes widened in horror, and she asked stutteringly.

"It's not that you can only do six, but Voldemort wants to keep the most magical number of 'seven'..." Dumbledore continued to sigh: "Of course, splitting the soul many times is not a problem for Voldemort. Simple things, so he may not necessarily make new Horcruxes now, but we have to guard against this possibility."

"So after all that, isn't it still impossible to determine the number of Horcruxes, meow? Why don't we just follow Fish's method, go catch Voldemort, and then pour him the Veritaserum, just meow!"

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Cat Cat folded his arms and nodded his head earnestly.

"This is indeed a way," Dumbledore chuckled, "provided we can catch him."

"As long as he dares to appear in front of Feishu, he will never run away, meow!"

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The cat raised his head confidently.

When Voldemort was resurrected, he didn't expect that the other party would escape so decisively, so he didn't give him the wild mark. When he saw Voldemort the next time, he must have marked the other party as soon as possible.

In this way, no matter how Voldemort escaped, he would be able to sense it.

However, there is still a problem that needs to be solved...

"So, when should I teach Feishu to Apparate? After learning to Apparate, Feixu can catch up with the fleeing Voldemort cat!"

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In Maomao's mouth, the so-called Dark Lord seems to be nothing more than that. The atmosphere that was still a little heavy at first suddenly became relaxed.

"Don't worry, when the holidays are over, the Ministry of Magic will arrange for someone to teach you Apparition in Hogsmeade." Dumbledore smiled and comforted.

Although he didn't know the specific name and effect of the Wild Mark spell, Dumbledore had a general idea that Cat Cat had a spell that sensed a specific target by following Fish.

"Well, anyway, this memory has made us a great progress, why don't we drink something to celebrate." Dumbledore no longer bothered about the Horcrux, but made a teapot and Three teacups, said to Fish and Hermione.

"Of course, the wine doesn't matter. I don't want to be like Horace, who can't be scolded by Minerva." He smiled and winked at the two of them, "I know what happened last night, you did a good job. good."

However, Fisher, who had just eaten and drank enough, was not interested in drinking a drink or something. He leaned on the table, leaned his entire body towards Dumbledore, and asked with bright eyes, "Albus, what did you just say? That Gryffindor sword, can you show Fishy, ​​meow?"

Fish has seen several beautiful swords in Muggle TV shows, but in a school that teaches magic and is full of wizards, if you want to see cold weapons for melee combat, you can basically only get it from Look for those armored statues.

So when Mao Mao heard that there was actually a sword used by the founder of the academy, he immediately became interested.

Dumbledore smiled mysteriously, picked up the Sorting Hat on the side, and handed it to Fish.

"Wait a minute, Dumbledore!" The Sorting Hat yelled, "What are you doing? It's out of my control whether Fish can take out his sword!"

"What do you mean? The sword was hidden by you, meow?"

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Cat Cat grabbed the Sorting Hat, pulled it to both sides and questioned.

"I didn't hide it!" The Sorting Hat protested loudly: "Gryffindor just magically linked me to his sword. If it's a real Gryffindor, it can draw the sword from me. But it's out of my control!"

"Is it meow?"

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Fish cast a suspicious look at Dumbledore.

"Of course." Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

"Then show it to Fish!" Mao Mao handed over the Sorting Hat.

However, Dumbledore didn't pick it up. "Actually, I'm not a typical Gryffindor, so I can't pull it out through the Sorting Hat."

He said this with a smile on his face, as if he was very open-minded about not being a "real Gryffindor".

Of course, judging from Dumbledore's consistent performance, this may also be his lie.

It's just that Fish isn't interested in whether Dumbledore is a Gryffindor or not...

"You didn't say that you have been keeping the sword, meow!"

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Fisher glared at the bad old man angrily.

He actually wanted to lie to him again!

"I didn't lie to you," Dumbledore didn't feel the embarrassment of being exposed. He shrugged and explained: "I really can't draw Gryffindor's sword through the Sorting Hat, but... I know the sword is hidden in Where."

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"...Then you can't give Feixu Miao directly?!"

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Mao Mao stared dangerously at Dumbledore's hands and his mouth made a creaking noise.

"Ahem..." Dumbledore, who was worried that he would be bitten again, quickly hid his hands behind him and said with a pleasing smile, "I didn't want to try to see if you could draw the sword out."

Fishh tilted his head to think for a moment, then put his hand into the Sorting Hat and swiped...

The result, of course, was nothing.

Mao Mao, who was unable to draw out his sword, didn't have any thoughts of disappointment. After all... He didn't think there was anything special about an academy marked by a big cat that couldn't climb trees.

And Dumbledore, who saw this scene, was slightly relieved, and at the same time was also a little depressed...

The reason why he lied before that he couldn't draw the sword was because he was worried that if the cat couldn't draw the sword, he would be unhappy, but it turned out that he thought too much.

Fish didn't care about Gryffindor, he was just driven by curiosity to see what the sword looked like.

Of course, a cat that has already developed curiosity will not give up so easily.

He grabbed the Sorting Hat and held it up in front of him, shaking it and threateningly viciously said, "Quick! Hand over the sword! Otherwise, Fischer will not only wipe the oil stains on you, but also use his claws to hook out the ends of your threads. Meow!"

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Sorting Hat: "..."

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