HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 265 Number of Horcruxes

After getting what she wanted, Gloria felt much more relaxed.

Slughorn pulled Harry and chattered in front of a pile of photos. She only remembered one name: Dirk Cresswell, the director of the Goblin Liaison Office, who knew the inside information of Gringotts.

Dumbledore finally came out of the bathroom with a magazine with a pretty girl on the cover.

Harry left the group of photos as if relieved and came to Gloria.

"Oh my god, he's not what I thought." Harry asked, "He was really the Head of Slytherin?"

When I think of Professor Snape’s sour face, that’s the impression of Slytherin.

Gloria: “Absolutely.”

"Besides being too nagging, he seems easy to get along with. I think the Defense Against the Dark Arts class should be normal this year."

Gloria lowered her head and smiled without saying anything. It would be better not to tell him for now and wait until she returns to school to accept this surprise.

Slughorn accepted the job as professor. Recently, the Death Eaters were rampant and the Ministry of Magic didn't take them seriously, so Hogwarts was relatively safe.

"This world is too chaotic, I want a salary increase..." he shouted from behind.

Dumbledore simply raised his hand and waved goodbye.

The two of them took the principal's hand again and instantly came to a wild place with a large pond next to it.

Not far away stood a strange building with a light on in one of its windows. The whole building was crooked, and there was a garden and a large shed on the ground.

"This is the Burrow. Although it looks strange from the outside, it's very comfortable to live in." When Harry saw the Burrow, the smile on his face did not disappear.

"The Burrow has recently been given the strictest security," Dumbledore said. "Of course this has caused some inconvenience, as you all know what has happened recently."

"I've been subscribing to the Daily Prophet and saw the reports," Harry said.

"Then you should know that the incident in the Hall of Prophecy has also been reported."

Harry nodded. "Yes, the prophecy..."

"Don't worry, there are only three people in the world who know the complete prophecy, including Gloria."

Dumbledore's words reminded Gloria that she had also used the existence of the prophecy to stimulate Harry. However, it was the headmaster who told him the content of the prophecy.

She said: "Anyway, the prophecy ball is broken, and that person has no chance anymore."

"He won't have a chance to rule the wizarding world." Harry said firmly, "I will stop him no matter what, even if we both perish!"

Dumbledore was very pleased. "Well said. I take my hat off to you..."

Harry quickly waved his hand, "No need, Headmaster."

"Harry, I will give you private lessons at the beginning of this semester." Dumbledore said, "As for Severus's class, it ended last school year."

Gloria glanced at the old man and understood that he was planning to slowly tell her about the Horcrux.

Harry was surprised, but secretly happy, "So...what will you teach me?"

He will be even more powerful if the principal teaches the class himself.

Dumbledore said casually: "Teach a little bit of this, a little bit of that."

Gloria smiled and taught him how to find the Horcruxes and destroy them.

He continued, "After school starts, I want you to always carry your invisibility cloak with you, even when you are in school."

Harry responded seriously, "I will."

"You've seen Horace, and you've heard those show-off students. He'll try to get you into the club when school starts. Don't worry, he doesn't mean any harm."

"Uh--" Harry said, "He said Leah's father was in the club."

"Yes, he likes to collect outstanding students." Dumbledore patted his shoulder, "You will be the treasure in his collection."

Harry shuddered and looked at Gloria silently.

Gloria knew what he was thinking, "Harry, someone like Mr. Slughorn is someone who truly possesses the qualities of a Slytherin; as for his club, I will consider joining it."

They finished talking about almost the same thing and walked to the door. Dumbledore knocked on the door. Mrs. Weasley stood by the window and asked vigilantly who it was. She was relieved when she heard the headmaster's voice.

Gloria looked around the house curiously. There were many worn-out boots and rusty crucibles at the door.

Harry smiled and said, "Tomorrow I'll be in the garden, clearing out the gnomes with Ron and the others."

Gloria immediately thought of the time in second grade when she asked Draco about goblins, a "pest" unique to the wizarding world.

Chuckling, he said, "Cleaning up the goblins...not bad."

Mrs. Weasley opened the door and immediately hugged Harry when she saw him, "Oh - Harry, I didn't know you were coming tonight."

Seeing Gloria, he quickly greeted her, "Dear Gloria, welcome to the Burrow."

"Good evening Mrs. Weasley," she greeted politely.

"Leah, Harry!" Sirius came out from behind, hugged them both and ruffled their hair. "Aren't we going to come back tomorrow?"

"I just happened to be back, so I'll take them there." Dumbledore said, "Send Harry here, and I'll take Gloria back to the manor."

Sirius kissed the top of Gloria's head, "I'll meet you at the manor tomorrow."

"Not for now, I have to go out soon." She said, "I will contact you when I am done."

Knowing that his niece had a lot of things to deal with, he nodded to show that he understood.

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"You got the real memory?"

Gloria nodded. "Got it. I have a Pensieve at home. Let's take a look."

"I can't believe that one person could have so many memories so quickly."

Dumbledore himself had over a hundred small bottles that stored important memories.

The Slytherin's Pensieve looked luxurious, a far cry from the one in the Headmaster's office.

Gloria placed her wand against her temple, and a thin, spider-like ray of light was drawn out and thrown into the Pensieve.

The Pensieve was large enough for both of them to lean down and bury themselves in it.

Gloria felt like she had arrived at an office. Slughorn was sitting in a chair, eating something on a plate. He looked much younger than he had seen him before.

She recognized Tom Riddle at a glance. He was stroking a ring on his fingertips. He looked younger than the remnant soul in the second grade diary.

Several teenage boys followed him as their leader and talked with the professor about their future prospects.

When Slughorn asked them to leave, he turned around and found that Riddle had not left yet.

Finally we come to the highlight - the Horcrux.

At this time, Riddle was very good at disguising himself. With that just right casual tone, and a bit of flattery, he learned the specific function of the Horcrux from the professor.

He pressed the issue and asked about the methods of making Horcruxes out of curiosity. Although Slughorn was uneasy, he still told him something in order to better win over this outstanding student who might shine in the Ministry of Magic.

Riddle, whose greed could hardly be concealed, finally mentioned a number, seven.

Gloria was secretly shocked. The specific process of making the Horcrux was very evil and difficult, and people with weak mental qualities would vomit after hearing it.

But he wanted to divide the soul into seven parts, which meant at least six Horcruxes were made.