From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 139 Living Horcrux
Just as the Mirror of Erised showed, Harry's greatest obsession was his parents.

As for Voldemort, to be precise, it is the fragment of Voldemort's soul hidden in the scar on Harry's forehead. Its deepest obsession is the moment when the killing curse was rebounded by the magic of love in Harry.

The emotions of the two people together constitute this illusion in Ivy's ancient magic. The two people keep confronting each other and have no ability to change anything.

Harry witnessed the death of his parents again and again, and Voldemort's killing curse was rebounded again and again. Like a pair of snakes biting each other's tails, in this illusion, it was absolutely impossible for them to escape by themselves.

Unless one side dies completely, or the two become one.

Voldemort still has several Horcruxes left, so even though he himself is like a wandering ghost, he is not truly dead.

And under the magical protection of Lily Potter, there is no possibility for Harry to merge with Voldemort's soul fragments.

After witnessing the death of Mr. and Mrs. Potter once again, Dumbledore sighed and said, "A cruel fate has linked a child who is still in his infancy with the most terrifying dark wizard in the world. I don't know what the past ten years have meant to him... But I don't want him to bear this fate for the rest of his life."

"Voldemort's soul was split in the murder ten years ago, and a small fragment attached to Harry's forehead. I think this is the reason why this illusion keeps looping." Dumbledore looked at Harry and Voldemort with a sad look. "To some extent, Harry has become a Horcrux of Voldemort."

"Perhaps, I don't need to explain to you what Horcruxes mean, Ivy?" Dumbledore paused and looked at Ivy beside him.

This was the first time he explicitly said the word "Horcrux" in front of Ivy, which perhaps also marked that Dumbledore truly began to trust Ivy.

Ivy smiled silently. As long as Dumbledore needed his help, he would not be difficult to deal with. As the saying goes, a person without desires is strong. Dumbledore, who was hiding in Hogwarts to teach, was the most difficult to deal with. I'm afraid Grindelwald decades ago had the most say.

"Use evil black magic to split your soul and then attach it to an object, so as to escape death when the body is destroyed, in order to survive temporarily." Ivy shook his head, "But I would say that only the stupidest people would use this method to escape death, let alone Voldemort. He must have split his soul many times and created multiple Horcruxes, otherwise he would not have been forced to create a living Horcrux because of one death."

“You mean… Voldemort has more than one Horcrux?” Dumbledore’s white eyebrows seemed to be tied into a knot, and his expression was extremely serious. Although he had guessed that Voldemort used Horcruxes to avoid death, he did not expect that he would be so crazy as to make multiple Horcruxes. “Your speculation is not unreasonable… If that is true, then his depravity is far beyond my imagination…”

"Don't kill Harry, don't kill Harry, please, don't kill Harry!" Lily Potter's begging voice rang out again, interrupting Dumbledore's thoughts.

He glanced around the room and said painfully: "They are all good people... Stop, Ivy, stop... Harry has suffered enough..."

"If you want, I can help erase this memory," Ivy suggested, "and then return it to him when he is able to accept it."

"Thank you, Ivy, thank you." Dumbledore closed his eyes, as if unwilling to see the painful tears on Harry's face.

Ivy took out the magic wand of the goblin magic silver and simply waved it in the air a few times. The air spread out in all directions like water waves, and a new hole quickly expanded until it completely swallowed up the entire Godric's Hollow.

Harry fell out of the wall, and Ivy caught him with magic. Before he cried out "Mom", a gentle spell hit him first. Harry rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Oblivion," Ivy chanted, reaching out to pull out a thin silver mist from Harry's temple and stuffing it into the small medicine bottle that Harry had been holding. That was the bottle Snape used to hold the potion before, and Harry brought it in when he rushed into the last level.

Ivy handed the potion bottle to Dumbledore, who stared at it for a long time before putting it in the pocket of his robe. "Miss Volley seems to have reached this level as well. How is she?" Dumbledore did not continue the previous topic, but instead asked about another student who came here.

"She's gone." Ivy waved her wand again, and a door outlined by golden lines appeared on the wild wall of the grassland, revealing the scene on the other side.

Cassandra, wearing her school robes and the Slytherin badge, was already standing in front of the Mirror of Erised.

"Principal Dumbledore, Professor Victor, good evening." Cassandra turned around and greeted the two of them after hearing the noise.

"Congratulations, Miss Wally. You have passed all the tests." Dumbledore passed through the wall created by Ivy using ancient magic and came to the Mirror of Erised.

He stood in front of the mirror for a long time before he spoke in a clear voice, "I will announce your scores in this test at the end-of-year banquet. Now leave here and go back to bed. Professor Victor, please give them a ride."

Ivy nodded and led Cassandra and the still unconscious Harry back the way they had come.

Arriving at the room where Fluffy, the three-headed dog, had stayed, Ivy immediately saw three young wizards, Malfoy, Ron and Hermione, confronting Filch.

It turned out that after Ivy and Dumbledore passed through Snape's Black Flame Door and entered the last level, the three little wizards did not follow Dumbledore's instructions to go back to bed and sleep, but waited at the door for their friends to return.

For some reason, the three of them broke into an argument, and the noise was so loud that it attracted Filch's cat, and then Filch himself who came following the noise.

As a Squib who couldn't cast spells normally, Filch cherished every opportunity to punish the little wizards, so he wanted to take all three of them away.

But the three little wizards who had just met the headmaster and the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the underground did not think they had made any mistakes.

Since he had already passed some of the levels, he should be exempted from penalty points as Dumbledore announced at the banquet.

The two sides were arguing and were stuck there until Ivy returned with the unconscious Harry.

"Harry!" Ron and Hermione came over to check on their friend and asked worriedly, "Is he okay? Professor Victor?"

"He just fainted," Ivy replied gently, then turned to Filch and said, "The headmaster asked me to send them all back. Just leave this to me."

Although Filch seemed reluctant, he was a Squib after all. He was okay at being angry with underage wizards, but he didn't have much courage when facing a professor like Ivy.

　When I checked the outline today, I found that the Undead Giant Monster was originally intended to be linked with the magical plants, so that we could have a Plants vs. Zombies story... but I forgot about it while writing...

　　
　
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