Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

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Hermione took Harry and ran from the campus panting: "Here we are, Harry was still sleeping just now!" Hermione complained dissatisfiedly, "Ron is still sleeping now!"

"It's a vacation, understandable. Let's go, Harry." Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder and led the group towards the Forbidden Forest. Hermione hurried to Lockhart's side, clutching his arms like Tonks and Lupin, walking side by side behind Dumbledore.

"What are we going to do, Professor Dumbledore?" Harry was undressed and sleepy.

"To destroy the Horcrux we went to get last month, Harry."

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"No spell can leave a trace of harm on its surface," Dumbledore said helplessly when he reached the clearing. "So, Harry, try opening it with your Parseltongue."

"Okay, here..." Harry asked. "Is that the trace you left from destroying another Horcrux?"

"Yes, you can see that Horcrux is not easy to deal with." Dumbledore said casually, he put the locket lightly on the clearing of the woods that was burned after the diary was destroyed last time. Because it was burned by black magic, for so long in the past, there was still no grass here, only a thick layer of snow covered it, and there was still blackened land under the snow.

"My God, will destroying that locket make such a fuss later, Gilderoy?" Hermione squeezed Lockhart's hand nervously.

"I don't think so. If you use brute force to destroy this locket, it won't be enough to burn the entire Forbidden Forest." Lockhart glanced at Professor McGonagall, only to see her frowning as Hermione grabbed the He held Lockhart's hand, but didn't do anything.

Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed Hermione's cold and tender hand with ease. It seemed that Professor McGonagall was not as meddlesome as he thought.

After Dumbledore finished placing the locket, he backed away a few meters: "Harry, I'll count to three later, you open that locket with Parseltongue, and then we all attack with the Fire Charm!"

"Okay." Everyone agreed.

"Hermione, stay away." Lockhart grabbed Hermione's little hand, pulled her behind him, and pulled out his wand with the other hand.

"One...two...three...Harry!" Dumbledore pointed his wand at the Horcrux and shouted.

Harry hurried to the locket, shouting loudly in Parseltongue: "Open!"

The small golden lid of the locket popped open with a "click", and behind the two small glass windows was a living eye blinking, bright and dark, like Tom Riddle's eyeballs turning red and pupils before the line.

Then a violent black mist sprayed out, blowing the snow around the locket clean, and Harry, who was closest, was immediately blown to the ground, and everyone covered their eyes with their arms to avoid foreign objects. Blow into eyes.

The black mist hovered in the air and condensed into a lump.

"I saw your fear...Harry Potter...I saw your heart, it belongs to me now!" A hoarse voice came from the dark mist, "You are afraid of losing your loved ones, you are afraid Without friendship, your heart is fragile and sensitive!"

"Harry, stay away from that!" Dumbledore shouted.

"Your stupid father picks secrecy willfully and doesn't even know how to pick up a wand against the Dark Lord... Your mother gave her life to save you..." The voice continued to bewitch Harry, "Your existence, It can only bring danger and death to those around you!"

Harry fell to the ground in a daze, watching Black Mist transform into his parents, and they were arguing with each other.

"Why don't you let Dumbledore keep secret, you idiot!" Harry's mother yelled at Harry's father.

"I don't trust him! He's a conspirator, a big liar, and I trust my friend even more!" James tit for tat.

Snape waved his wand vigorously,

Pulling Harry to his feet, then grabbing Harry by the collar and pulling him to his feet, shoving him behind him. "Your mother was right, your father was an idiot!"

"Devil flame!" Seeing Harry get away from there, everyone began to attack the black fog. Near-white flames shot from the wand towards Harry's parents in the air. The rolling fire ravaged this poor land again, constantly transforming into the images of birds and giant beasts, entangled in the black mist.

"I also saw your dream, Harry Potter, the most beautiful girl you think is your professor..." The black mist changed the image of Lockhart.

"What, Ginny likes you?" Hermione was startled.

But then it was Zhang Qiu who came out of the black mist. She approached Lockhart, hugged him, and kissed him. Both of them are more beautiful and handsome than in reality.

"What, Harry's favorite is Zhang Qiu?" Hermione was also confused at this time, but she couldn't accept the picture of Lockhart kissing others, "Attack the body of that locket!" Hermione waited at Dumbledore people shouting.

"That's right, attack the locket, don't look at the black fog!" Dumbledore also reacted and pointed his wand at the locket.

"Always bring bad luck, never get true love... Harry Potter..." Black Mist continued to speak, but at this time, several devil flames had burned the locket.

"Ah—" The voice that sounded like Voldemort shouted, and the black mist quickly shrank and swooped back into the locket.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, but subconsciously extinguished the fire.

"What's the matter, is it destroyed?" McGonagall asked cautiously.

"It doesn't look like it." Snape pursed his lips. "It can't be that easy."

Dumbledore also picked up the locket at this time, which was a little hot, but it didn't seem to be because it was roasted by the fire, it was more like a way of self-defense. "Obviously, it hasn't been destroyed by us."

"Then what should we do," Tonks also leaned over to look at the locket, "continue?"

"Harry, try again!" Moody ordered loudly, grabbing the Horcrux from Dumbledore's hand and throwing it out.

After Harry said the "opened" Parseltongue again, to everyone's surprise, the locket was not opened as it was last time.

"What's going on?" Dumbledore was also a little nervous. After finally finding a way to open it, he missed the opportunity?

"Maybe it's just injured and shrinks in to recover." Hermione guessed, "Maybe it can be opened after a while. The key to destroying it may be to be fast and destroy it before it retracts."

"Hermione is right." Dumbledore nodded, "So, how can you instantly destroy the soul inside?"

Lockhart suddenly remembered the soul-collecting talisman—the last time it was said that it had to directly contact the soul to work, so he put it away, and he took out this leather talisman from his pocket again.

"Maybe, we can try this?" Lockhart handed the talisman to Dumbledore: "Wait a minute, when Harry opens the Horcrux again, use magic to activate this talisman, then cover the Horcrux, maybe Can……"

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot about this." Dumbledore took the talisman from Lockhart's hand. "Then let's take a break and let Voldemort's soul recover, and then find a way to deal with it."

"Little Gilderoy, where did you get this piece of shit?" Moody approached Dumbledore and touched the soul-collecting talisman, "China?"

"You guessed it right."