Chapter 682: Slytherin's Locket

"Then, did you discover... Ravenclaw's diadem?"

Dumbledore said casually, his face gradually becoming solemn.

"I discovered the dark magic residue in it, so, I destroyed it."

Sean did not hide it.

Regarding a Horcrux, he had some forgotten parts; perhaps Headmaster Dumbledore could clear his doubts.

"Just dark magic residue?"

After Dumbledore asked, he couldn't help but smile gently.

"You understand, you have always been smart, but this is what we people should bear.

I will reveal some secrets to you, hoping you should stay far away from danger, even further.

If you are willing to listen to an old man's nagging, then drink some black tea; I hope the sweetness is moderate this time."

His face had an unprecedented serious expression.

Sean took a sip; it was still tooth-achingly sweet.

"I must emphasize again, the minds of young people may bring some interesting changes...

But, young people should focus more on realizing their potential."

Dumbledore said again.

Immediately after, he took out the Pensieve.

In all of Hogwarts, perhaps only the two of them would use the Pensieve like this.

After all, people always feel that the Pensieve is very dangerous; it possesses strong power in terms of memory and thought.

Whether it is the owner of the memory or others—the danger lies in this—can enter those memories and walk around inside.

Inevitably, those who have secrets, are ashamed of the past, and desire to keep their secrets and privacy will stay away from things like the Pensieve.

"Do you remember what I said last time?"

Dumbledore asked.

"Tang Mu Riddle likes to collect souvenirs; he likes items that possess powerful magic and historical significance."

Sean responded.

"Oh ho ho—yes, just call him Tang Mu Riddle.

Tang Mu Riddle. His pride, his sense of superiority, his determination to occupy an astonishing position in magical history, all these made him have to carefully select his Horcruxes and favor items worthy of this honor."

Dumbledore was always satisfied with a wizard's cleverness.

Especially when this young wizard was named Sean Green.

"It seems you are not surprised by Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore suddenly asked.

Sean was silent for a moment.

"A harmless little joke. I know some people, they are never confused about the future."

Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"Alright, later... we found Tang Mu Riddle's diary.

Oh, although I didn't see the Riddle who appeared from the diary, what Harry described to me was a phenomenon I had never seen before.

A mere memory, having its own actions and thoughts? A mere memory, actually draining the life of the girl who got it?

No, there was something much more evil in that diary... a piece of a soul. I could almost be certain that the diary was a Horcrux.

But this raised more questions. What interested and shocked me most was that the diary had once been used both as a protective device and as a weapon."

"So, you suspect Tang Mu Riddle has more than one Horcrux."

Sean naturally continued the topic.

"Cannot be a better answer."

Dumbledore praised and nodded, saying,

"Then, since Tang Mu hoped for the diary to be passed on or rooted in some future Hogwarts student, he was very careless about the precious soul fragment inside.

The purpose of a Horcrux is to safely store a part of one's soul, not to throw it in someone else's path and risk being destroyed—which actually happened:

That piece of soul no longer exists, which you saw.

Voldemort's carelessness with this Horcrux makes me feel greatly ominous. This means he has very likely already made—or plans to make more Horcruxes, so losing one won't be that dangerous. I don't want to believe this, but there seems to be no other explanation that makes sense."

Sean knew Headmaster Dumbledore was wise; he had inferred so much information from just one diary.

Then, Headmaster Dumbledore very likely had also found many clues...

His plan needed to speed up; he had to quickly resolve Slytherin's Locket before this summer vacation and go to the Gaunt shack as soon as possible.

Sean thought, carefully stealing a glance at Headmaster Dumbledore's hand, which made Dumbledore's smile even more meaningful.

"You know, I have tried every way for years to understand Voldemort's past life, running to many places, searching for his traces.

But I think the work I have done is far less outstanding than yours." ===== CHAPTER 683 =====