allonlinenovel Chapter 132 His fate
Chapter 132 His fate
The Quidditch World Cup is approaching, and wizards from all over the world are coming to Britain by various means of transportation.
After seeing Harry last time, Golinia and the others left and said that Harry's soul was a little strange. A normal soul is very quiet, but his was a little restless, which is rare for people.
Gloria didn't know the situation either and could only observe for the time being.
The tent she customized has been handed over to Lucius, and the elves will set it up by then. The Quidditch World Cup camp is almost ready.
One evening in mid-August——
"Dear Miss Gloria, Mr. Blake is here with Mr. Potter." Coco's voice sounded outside the door.
Gloria stood up and looked at the time. It was early morning.
"I am coming."
She stood up and began to dress, and the three snakes crawled into the pockets of her robe.
When they arrived at the hall, Sirius lowered his head and talked to Harry. Harry was still wearing pajamas, which were soaked with sweat and looked in a terrible condition.
"Harry had a nightmare, and I didn't dare leave him alone at home, so I brought him here with me," Sirius explained.
Gloria sat down and looked at Harry. A snake moved in her pocket. According to the position, it was Golinia.
"Don't tell me he had a nightmare and you came to me for comfort."
"No..." Sirius was a little confused. It seemed that he shouldn't come here, but Slytherin had a long heritage and perhaps he could find the reason here. "Harry's scar hurts, it's here." He pointed to his forehead.
Gloria's pocket moved again, and she realized that she might know something.
"cocoa."
The elf popped up, "Dear Miss Gloria, is there anything I can do for you Coco?"
"Harry, follow Coco to the guest room to wash up." She said, "Coco, find him a set of unused pajamas."
Sirius patted Harry's shoulder and said, "Go ahead, come back when you're done."
Maybe Harry himself needed to calm down, so he stood up and followed Coco.
After the other figure disappeared, Sirius asked, "Because the Slytherin family has been passed down for a long time, I wanted to find out if there are any relevant books about the problem of scar pain."
Gloria withdrew her gaze from the direction Harry left. "That is... the scar left by Voldemort."
"Yeah." Sirius said as a matter of course, "You know that too."
"That boy, his soul is not right." Golinia said in her pocket.
Gloria simply held out the little golden-scaled snake and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seeing his niece talking to a snake was a little shocking to Sirius, but he didn't disturb her and sat on the sofa waiting quietly.
"The smell of decay..." Golinia said the words she least wanted to hear, "His soul is stained with fragments of other souls—"
Gloria was shocked, how could this be!
"Leah?" Sirius called her. It was the first time he saw this expression since he met Gloria.
Gloria came to her senses and put Golinia back into her pocket. "I have to know what kind of nightmare he had."
Sirius shook his head. "He didn't say anything. He just said that the scar hurt last time because Voldemort possessed Professor Quirrell. But this time... I swear, after he said that, I checked the area around the house very carefully, and didn't find anything unusual!"
"What's going on? I know what you figured out." Sirius asked anxiously.
"It's very bad." Gloria said in a heavy tone, "It is certain that his scar hurts, and it is indeed related to Voldemort. Headmaster Dumbledore must be informed of this."
She didn't dare tell Sirius about this immediately, for fear that Harry would notice something was wrong with his impatience.
Sirius said eagerly, "You have to tell me what it is."
"It's impossible to be sure now. We have to wait for Headmaster Dumbledore to come." She insisted.
The two sat in silence for a while, Sirius looking gloomy, very worried about his godson.
After a while, Harry came back, wearing soft grey pajamas and looking much better than before.
As soon as he sat down, Gloria asked him, "Harry, what did you dream about?"
Harry's face froze, as if he was reluctant to recall.
Sirius nervously grabbed his arm, "Don't worry, Harry, this is Slytherin Manor, no one can hurt you."
He tried to recall the dream, holding his face to concentrate, "A dark house... a snake, three people... a strange face, a little Batty, whose photo I had seen in the newspaper, and..."
Harry spoke incoherently, and Sirius felt uneasy listening to him.
"What else?" Gloria asked him calmly.
Harry heard the same cold, sharp voice in his head when he faced the Dementors...
"And Voldemort, he's sitting in a chair with his back to me."
Harry began to sweat again after only saying these few words. Sirius hugged him tightly and said, "Harry, tell me anything else you can think of."
"They were planning to murder someone... that was me, and they mentioned Leah, and it seemed like someone was eavesdropping on them and got killed, and that's when I woke up."
After saying this, he removed his hand from covering his face and said dejectedly, "That's all. I can't remember anything more."
At this moment, Harry was glad that his godfather was by his side and Gloria was not impatient, otherwise he would not know who to talk to.
"I'll check with Sirius about your scar. Harry, you don't look well. Why don't you go get some more sleep?"
Harry was a little embarrassed, "No, I can't sleep now."
Sirius said, "The Quidditch World Cup will start soon. Don't you want to go with Ron and the others? I'll just take you to the Burrow today."
Harry was taken away. Gloria sat in the hall and brought out Gloria. "Harry is a Horcrux... Why didn't you sense it before?"
Golinia tilted her head. "Maybe Voldemort was half dead before, and his soul fragments were dormant. Now he must have recovered a certain amount of strength. What Harry saw was not a dream. Maybe Voldemort's murder caused his soul to split again, affecting Harry's soul."
Gloria wanted to destroy all the Horcruxes, but Harry was one of them.
But Harry cannot die. When Voldemort returns, he must have two main targets: his arch-enemy Harry, and her, the legitimate heir of Slytherin.
There was no way she would surrender to that half-blood. The only option was to fight him.
But now I have not grown to the level where I can deal with Voldemort, otherwise why would I need to cooperate with Dumbledore.
In a sense, she was the second target and Harry was the first.
Golinia wrapped her arms around her wrist. "It seems that the boy must die. Otherwise, even if the other Horcruxes are destroyed, Voldemort can still rely on him to resurrect."
Gloria was struggling internally. Of course Harry should be sacrificed, but he was also her friend. Even though they did not make friends for a pure purpose at the beginning, for her who had just left the manor at that time, the only two friends she met were Harry and Ron.
His initial impression of Ron was average, and Harry was the one he paid attention to.
"Gorinya, you can remove the remaining soul from the locket. Can you do the same with Harry?"
Golinia stared at her for a few seconds. "Gloria, Harry is a living person. Human souls are very complicated. That piece of soul has been in his body for some time. If you forcibly remove it, it will definitely hurt his soul. At the very least, he will be damaged and lose his magic, or worse, he will fall into a coma and never wake up."
No matter what you choose, it's not much better than death.
Gloria sat there quietly, closing her eyes, thinking about something, and Golinia did not disturb her.