Chapter 63: Making Horcruxes

The luckiest and most unfortunate thing for Harry is that he has a mother who loves him more than anything else. Lily Potter's dedication customized a protective shield for Harry. On that day, Voldemort's killing curse broke a lightning-shaped gap in the protective shield, and Voldemort's soul fragments were in this gap.

"So, his soul and your soul are just in contact, not fused. Otherwise, maybe you are now his incarnation." Sherry said.

"Then, what should I do specifically?" Harry asked, he looked at the sword in his hand and didn't recognize it.

"Just like what you learned from Snape, push the part that doesn't belong to you," Sherry pointed to the sword in Harry's hand, "pull it out and transfer it here."

Voldemort once wanted to use the four treasures to make Horcruxes, and now it can be regarded as fulfilling one of his wishes.

"From today on, you have to report to me on time at 7 o'clock every day and try to transfer Voldemort's soul fragments to this sword until you succeed." Sherry said, "Now, let's start!"

"But how should I do it specifically?" Harry looked confused. The method Sherry said was very simple, which was to separate the parts that did not belong to him. This was a very correct method, Harry was sure. It was just like driving a car, you just have to make the car move forward! It was as good as saying nothing.

"Meditation space, Harry," Sherry explained, "Most of the problems of wizards are in the meditation space, and they can also be solved here. What I want to say is that this time, except for yourself, no one can help you."

"But my meditation space is unobstructed, and there is no part that does not belong to me!" Harry has been meditating for a long time and has never found any clues.

"Really?" Sherry looked at Harry, "It's just in a place you can't perceive!"

"Try hard, young man! If you don't want Voldemort to be resurrected because of you!" Sherry said, removed the blockade of this office, sat back in his chair, and corrected the homework handed in by the students.

Harry sat on the sofa beside him, holding a sword in his hand, and fell into meditation.

The quiet environment made Harry quickly fall into a state. The surroundings gradually turned into a silver ocean, and the moon was hanging high in the sky. His various complicated thoughts gradually disappeared, leaving only pure reason.

"The moon is obviously not, and the sky is unobstructed, and there is no way to hide, so the rest of the place..." Harry looked at the deep sea under his feet and recalled the knowledge Sherry taught him.

"The meditation I taught you is called the Moon Gate." Sherry said at the time, "It is said that it was created based on the appearance of the Moon Goddess's kingdom. The Moon Goddess is one of the two mothers of the Goddess of the Magic Net. Therefore, this meditation method also has a series of advantages such as improving the affinity of the Magic Net."

"The moon in the sky usually represents the wisdom of a wizard. The deeper and broader the wisdom, the brighter and bigger the moon will be." Sherry frowned, "As for the ocean, it is a reflection of a person's sea of ​​consciousness, which is full of various complicated information. Including your memory, emotions, etc."

"Mages pursue the truth in all things, so they can naturally be known." Sherry said, "This meditation method will eventually allow the silver moon to shine through every dark corner and completely master their own sea of ​​consciousness."

"Could it be that the fragments of Voldemort's soul are hidden under the sea?" Harry looked at the sea under his feet, and the waves reflected the moonlight in the sky, sparkling.

Harry dived into the sea water, and felt his body lighten, and was dragged to another strange world by a force.

It was dark at this moment, and Harry vaguely recognized that this was the door of his aunt's house in the dim light. Two figures, one tall and one short, were talking.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Dumbledore?" As soon as the short figure spoke, Harry recognized that it was Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor. "I have been here and observed this family for a day. I have to say that it seems to be a very wrong decision to teach Harry Potter to this family."

Professor McGonagall said: "I believe that there are many families in the magic world who are willing to adopt him. He will grow up in the gratitude and care of all wizards."

"And all of this is exactly what I hope he can escape from. I hope he can grow up as Harry Potter, not as the savior of the magic world, which will completely destroy him." Dumbledore said, "No matter what, this family is his only blood relatives in this world. They will protect him, even if they don't realize it themselves."

Harry suddenly knew when this memory belonged to. This was the night when he was sent to the door of the Dursleys.

"Grow up well, Harry Potter!" After Dumbledore said this, he released the light of the street lamp from his lighter, and then disappeared with Professor McGonagall.

Harry walked forward and looked at the little and weak self, who was sleeping sweetly in the blanket, as if he was unaware of everything around him.

"Harry!" A voice came from the sky. Harry looked up and searched for the source of the voice.

"Harry! Harry!" Sherry's voice turned into a pulling force, pulling Harry back from his memory to the surface of the sea. When Harry opened his eyes and returned to reality, he saw Sherry standing in front of him.

"Harry, it's curfew time. You have to go back to the dormitory to sleep," Sherry said, "Come back on time at 7 o'clock tomorrow night."

"Teacher?"

"What's wrong?" Sherry asked.

"I saw my memory from a long time ago!" Harry was a little confused, "Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were just putting me at the door of the Dursleys' house. I was sleeping soundly at the time, I shouldn't remember these things!"

"You have to find the answer to this question yourself." Sherry said gently, "Now, go back to the dormitory to sleep before the teacher starts the night patrol!"

"Then..., okay, teacher, good night!" Harry saluted and left Sherry's office.

"Good night, Harry!" After Harry left, Sherry also began to prepare for the night patrol. Because of the magic network, Sherry can easily detect any students who are still wandering around the school after curfew, so he was asked by various deans to participate in the night patrol.

After confirming the curfew, Sherry closed his eyes and began to search for those who were still wandering around. Excluding the professors on night patrol, Sherry soon found his target. He flew directly and flew towards the target without any turns.

"George, what did you do in the afternoon? You have to drag me to find food at this time. If you are caught by the professor, it will be over." The Weasley twins were sneaking towards the Hufflepuff tower, intending to find some food in the kitchen of the elves there.

"When did you become so timid? We have been on night tours together so many times before, and I have never seen you scared!" George Weasley said dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't it mainly because the new Professor Sherry is too weird? His traces can't be found in the Marauder's Map. He caught Jordan the day before yesterday." Fred Weasley looked bitter, "What's worse is that he handed over the power of confinement to Snape."

George shuddered when he heard this, obviously thinking of Snape's horror, but he immediately cheered up, "Don't worry, maybe Professor Sherry has some special skills, But we know the traces of other professors, right?" We won't be so lucky if we meet Professor Sherry."

Fred nodded in agreement, and the two of them moved towards the kitchen.

Obviously, the two brothers did not know that the flag would fall after it was raised. When the two of them finally reached the kitchen door after much difficulty and were about to scratch the pear painted in the silver bowl, a silver figure flew out of the painting and landed behind them.

The twins were startled and turned around quickly, just in time to see Sherry looking at them with a smile.

"Mr. Weasley, I think you need a period of confinement to help you realize how inappropriate your behavior is!" Sherry said.

"Professor, we are just a little hungry! We didn't wander around and go to those dangerous places. Just pretend you didn't see us. We will go back after we fill our stomachs." Fred Weasley said flatteringly.

"Don't play this trick again. Hagrid said that he spent most of his life to drive you two out of the Forbidden Forest." Sherry didn't buy it. These two were habitual offenders who wandered at night and refused to change. They should be handed over to Snape for a good training.

"No, professor!" George Weasley thought of Lee Jordan's fate and begged for mercy. "We always think that you are the most charming and capable professor in Hogwarts. Compared with you, Snape is simply weak. Can you please let us go?"

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor," a low voice like a cello but with a hissing sound sounded behind the two, "for disrespecting the professor."

The twins' bodies stiffened, and they slowly turned their heads and found that Snape was standing in the dark, staring at them.

"In addition, Gryffindor will be deducted ten points," Sherry said almost happily when he saw Snape, "because two of them went out at night." As long as he didn't deduct points from Slytherin, Snape was always very happy to deduct points, not to mention the points of Gryffindor, his mortal enemy.

Sherry made a helpless expression towards the twins and slowly disappeared into the wall, leaving the two of them crying to Snape. (To be continued)