Hogwarts: The Exemplary Wizard I Am Chapter 961: The Horcrux Creation Diagram - Novel Cool

Chapter 961: The Horcrux Creation Diagram

Chapter 961: The Horcrux Creation Diagram

Horcruxes...

Upon hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Kyle immediately understood her concern after a moment's thought.

"Professor, are you worried that someone might become the next Voldemort?"

"That's right," Professor McGonagall nodded. "The temptation of immortality is too great, and we can't guarantee that the contents of the hearing won't be leaked."

"If someone gets the wrong idea because of this, the wizarding world will be in chaos, and we will be the culprits behind it all."

As Professor McGonagall spoke, her anxiety grew. Unconsciously, she clenched her fists tightly, and her face gradually lost its color.

It was her fault for not considering this thoroughly earlier; she had been so focused on helping Snape shed his Death Eater identity that she had overlooked the temptation of Horcruxes for wizards.

Now, she could only hope to find a way to minimize the impact of Horcruxes.

However, compared to Professor McGonagall, Kyle felt much more relaxed.

"Actually, Horcruxes aren't that important..." He spoke as he walked, but when he turned around, he found that Professor McGonagall was no longer by his side.

She was standing motionless behind him, her head bowed.

Kyle had no choice but to turn back.

"Professor McGonagall... Professor McGonagall?"

Unsure of what she was thinking, Kyle called out several times, but she didn't respond.

Giving up, he went to the Three Broomsticks and bought a Butterbeer and a small glass of Violet Water.

This drink, made primarily from hazelnuts, vanilla, and violets, was a favorite of Professor McGonagall's.

When he came out, Professor McGonagall was still standing there, and it wasn't until a few minutes later that she suddenly lifted her head.

"Don't worry, Professor," Kyle said, immediately handing her the Violet Water. "Have a drink first. You spoke quite a bit at the hearing."

"I... oh, thank you," Professor McGonagall said, taking it subconsciously, but then immediately returning it to Kyle.

"I'll wait until I get back to drink it. I need to go back there now."

"Amelia Bones might not be aware of this yet. I need to go and remind her quickly and come up with a plan."

As he spoke, he prepared to Apparate back to the Ministry of Magic.

"Wait, Professor," Kyle hurriedly stepped forward and stopped her.

"You can go back to the school first," Professor McGonagall assumed Kyle wanted to go with her, but she shook her head. "This is my oversight. I can handle it alone."

"No, what I mean is that this matter might not be as important as you think," Kyle quickly said.

"What are you talking about?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. "That's a Horcrux that can grant a wizard immortality!"

"I know," Kyle nodded. "I'm talking about Horcruxes. Horcruxes themselves aren't important; what matters are the methods and processes of their creation."

"Creation... methods..." Professor McGonagall was taken aback.

"That's right," Professor McGonagall finally calmed down, and Kyle explained, "To be honest, there are quite a few people who know about Horcruxes. This dark magic is documented in many books, including some in the school library."

"In most books, the descriptions of Horcruxes only mention their names and functions, without detailing the creation process."

"Wait a moment," Professor McGonagall looked at Kyle. "Are you saying that not many people know how to create Horcruxes?"

"Of course, Professor," Kyle smiled. "As far as I know, there's only one book that records Horcruxes... 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic'."

"What kind of book is that?" Professor McGonagall asked subconsciously, with no recollection of it.

"A book about dark magic that was banned hundreds of years ago. There are very few copies in existence."

Kyle explained, "In the entire wizarding world, it's likely that only ancient pure-blood wizarding families like the Blacks still have it."

"How did you know about it?"

"Dumbledore told me," Kyle said calmly. "Additionally, when Voldemort was still Tom Riddle, he found this book in the school library and created that diary."

"Didn't he tell you?" Kyle asked, blinking.

Professor McGonagall's face darkened.

If Dumbledore had told her, she wouldn't have asked about 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic' just now.

But now she knew how Voldemort had learned to create Horcruxes... from the school library, of all places.

It was unbelievable.

"Where is it kept?" Professor McGonagall asked anxiously.

"It should be in the Headmaster's Office now," Kyle said after some thought. "I'm not sure about the specifics, but I know that the pages containing information about Horcruxes have been torn out.

Professor McGonagall let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Is there a chance that someone else has seen this book?"

"As I said before, this book is extremely rare," Kyle shrugged, "You certainly won't find it in bookstores. It's only possible that it exists in the private libraries of ancient pure-blood families like the Blacks."

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall felt a sense of relief.

There were very few ancient families like the Blacks, and most importantly, they were unaware of this matter.

Finding the book "Revealing Advanced Dark Magic" in a private library with at least hundreds of books was almost impossible.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Kyle suddenly remembered something and continued, "Even the process recorded in 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic' is not complete; many crucial details are missing."

"Tom Riddle eventually consulted Professor Slughorn to complete the creation of the Soul Container."

"Horace?"

"Yes, but he has always denied this matter," Kyle said, "Even if you ask him, you won't get an answer."

Professor McGonagall's expression kept changing, but Kyle didn't seem to mind.

"That's why I said this isn't much of a problem. Perhaps Minister Bones thinks the same."

Kyle offered the violet water to Professor McGonagall once more, "So what if the Soul Container is exposed? It's already semi-transparent, and even the books in the school library that mention Soul Containers aren't in the restricted section.

"As long as the method of creating Soul Containers isn't exposed, this is just a casual topic for after-dinner conversation."

This time, Professor McGonagall took the violet water and took a big gulp.

"You make sense, but why didn't you tell me earlier?" Professor McGonagall glared at Kyle irritably.

"There are some things you shouldn't learn from Dumbledore."

It was evident that Professor McGonagall was displeased that Dumbledore had kept everything from her.

"I did tell you," Kyle spread his hands, "but you didn't pay attention to me just now."

Professor McGonagall's expression froze. She vaguely remembered that Kyle had wanted to tell her something earlier, but at that moment, her mind was filled with the consequences of the Soul Container's exposure, and she hadn't paid attention at all.

From this perspective, it seemed that it was indeed her fault...

No, wait, it should be Dumbledore's fault.

If Dumbledore had informed her about the Soul Container beforehand, she wouldn't have been completely unaware.

With this thought, Professor McGonagall subconsciously quickened her pace.

She decided to return to the Headmaster's Office to ask Dumbledore's portrait why he could remain so calm and not tell her anything.

Kyle had no choice but to speed up and keep up with her.

The two of them walked into the gates of Hogwarts.

Just then, Professor Slughorn was walking towards them from the opposite direction.

"Minerva, Kyle, I'm delighted to see you here..."

He seemed to be in a good mood, waving at them from a distance, "I sincerely invite you to my dinner party. It's a formal banquet, and many people have decided to come. I believe they'll be delighted to see the Headmaster and the most outstanding graduates at the banquet."

Professor Slughorn winked at Kyle.

In truth, the person he most wanted to invite was Kyle, and of course, it wouldn't be bad if Minerva could make it too.

"Some other time, Horace," Professor McGonagall glanced at him, "We've just returned from the Ministry of Magic, and we have other matters to attend to later... Oh, the same goes for Kyle."

"What a pity..." Professor Slughorn looked a bit disappointed, "I hope those kids never know what they've missed."

Kyle didn't respond.

He was used to this; every time he declined Professor Slughorn's dinner invitation, he would act like this.

It was as if he was some kind of beacon, and by attending the dinner party, he could guide others.

After a few more words, Professor Slughorn left.

This time, he was heading to Hogsmeade to purchase beverages for the dinner party.

The school kitchen could provide small snacks like cookies and cakes, but they didn't serve any alcoholic beverages.

But such drinks were essential for the dinner party.

So, every time, he would go to the Three Broomsticks in advance to buy Butterbeer and his favorite Honey Wine, and this time was no exception.

Professor McGonagall watched Professor Slughorn's rotund figure, and her previously relaxed brows furrowed once more.

"Do you think there might be others like Horace who know the method of creating Soul Containers?" she murmured.

"Probably not.

Kyle thought for a moment before speaking.

"Wizards live long lives, and among them are many from the last century, or even the century before that."

"If this gets out, there will definitely be people who will find them..."

"It... it's fine," Kyle whispered, feeling that Professor McGonagall was being a bit too tense.

Creating a soul container wasn't like growing potatoes or some everyday skill that one learned with age.

Besides, even if someone knew about it, they wouldn't just casually tell others.

Just look at Horace Slughorn; Tom Riddle was his favorite student, yet he only managed to coax a little useful information out of him.

But Professor McGonagall didn't seem to think so; perhaps due to the change in her identity, she seemed to have become much more... well, meticulous than before.

"This matter still needs to be handled by Dumbledore," Professor McGonagall said, as if she had made up her mind.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Kyle asked, his voice rising slightly.

"It's his portrait in the Headmaster's Office," Professor McGonagall continued. "His portrait needs to visit those knowledgeable old wizards, he should know who they are."

"Alright," Kyle said, seeing that Professor McGonagall had made her decision, and he didn't say anything further.

After all, the Headmasters were free anyway, and it wouldn't hurt to give them something to do.

And...

Kyle suddenly had an idea.

While Professor McGonagall was at the library, he headed to the eighth floor first.

"Yarn!"

Kyle spoke the password he had just learned, and the gargoyle immediately jumped aside.

He climbed the spiral staircase behind it and entered the Headmaster's Office.

Everything was as it had always been, and the portraits on the walls were still pretending to sleep with their eyes closed.

"It's you, Kyle," Dumbledore was the first to notice him. "How did the hearing go? Severus should be fine, right?"

"It went smoothly," Kyle said, then shook his head. "No, or I should say there was a little incident."

His words were like a signal, and the Headmasters in the portraits opened their eyes one by one, looking over curiously.

"It's like this," Kyle began, "During the hearing, Snape's memories were shown, and there was a part about soul containers..."

He briefly summarized Professor McGonagall's concerns.

"Minerva was very thoughtful," Dumbledore nodded. "Very few people can resist the temptation of immortality, which is why I didn't reveal why Tom was able to return before."

"But I think Kyle is right," Armando Dippet shook his head. "Creating soul containers isn't like growing potatoes, it's not that easy to learn."

"But we should still be cautious," another Headmaster sided with Dumbledore.

"There are no eternal secrets in the wizarding world. If one is determined to find clues, they will eventually find them."

"That's just your speculation."

"Are you sure it won't happen?"

...

The Headmasters soon began arguing, and some of the more hot-tempered ones were almost coming to blows.

For example, Armando was chasing Phineas around with a wolf's tooth wand, disagreeing with his every word.

"So, Minerva wants me to convince those who know the truth?" Dumbledore asked, looking at Kyle.

"That's right," Kyle said. "But I have another idea."

He took out a quill pen and began writing on a piece of parchment.

"Oh?" Dumbledore became interested.

In his memory, Kyle's ideas were always unique and effective... like helping Sirius clear his name and changing Fudge's attitude towards Voldemort.

Not only was Dumbledore curious, but Armando and Phineas also came back to look at Kyle.

Soon, the parchment was filled.

Kyle picked it up and showed it to the Headmasters.

"This is my summary of the method to create soul containers."

"What? You know how to create soul containers too!" one of the Headmasters exclaimed.

But soon, someone noticed something amiss.

"Wait, what is this!"

Armando squinted, "Splitting your soul with the Cruciatus Curse, that's nonsense!"

"And this," Phineas was almost pressing his face against the frame, "If the soul fragment cannot leave the body on its own, try using the Imperius Curse on yourself... Merlin's beard, aren't you asking for death?"

"You must have written it wrong, this isn't the method to create soul containers!"

"Wrong? Of course not," Kyle narrowed his eyes and smiled. "This is the method to create soul containers."

(End of Chapter)

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