Chapter 306: John to be murdered?

After returning to the castle, the Great Hall was buzzing with chatter.

Everyone sat down one after another, preparing to welcome the new year.

Professor McGonagall stepped in her high heels "click-clack," leading a group of little first-years to the Sorting Hat.

Looking at them, one couldn't help but recall when they first entered school.

In the blink of an eye, we are all fourth-year seniors.

There was nothing much to say about the Sorting Ceremony.

It was still that tattered hat being placed on the head, and then it started mumbling to sort them.

However, when it ended, the Sorting Hat sang another song.

Rather than a song, it was more like a poem, just reciting with great emotion about bravery, strength, and unity.

After the sorting ended, the main event began.

Time to eat!

Well, before eating, Dumbledore still gave his routine speech.

"Good evening, students, I am very happy to see everyone gathered at Hogwarts again for the new year."

"Before the banquet begins, I will say a few words."

"First, please allow me to introduce a new professor."

"This year, Hogwarts is very fortunate to re-hire Mr. Horace Slughorn to resume the position of our Potions Professor."

As he spoke, Dumbledore raised his hand toward the teacher's seat on the left.

Professor Slughorn also stood up slowly, showing the students a round yet reserved smile, his thick palm not forgetting to wave gently at everyone, but his sleeve slipped, almost knocking over the pumpkin juice in front of him.

A proper yet humorous old-school gentleman image was immediately established in front of everyone.

A burst of good-natured laughter erupted from the audience, and the students also applauded one after another.

"At the same time, our Black Magic Defense Class this year will be taught by Professor Snape."

Then, Dumbledore continued.

Upon hearing this, the students who had experienced Professor Snape's substitute teaching for a month in Black Magic Defense last year collectively leaned back.

We're done for.

Only some students from the Snake House were still applauding.

Professor Snape didn't even stand up, after all, everyone except the freshmen knew him.

The freshmen would also know him soon...

"In addition, I believe everyone should have undergone a series of inspections when entering the campus."

"I think you have the right to know the truth."

Dumbledore's speech did not end, but instead, he put on a serious expression, his gaze slowly sweeping over the children below, and he said slowly.

"There was once a young man who, just like you, sat in this hall, walked in this school, and slept peacefully in this castle."

"Today, that young man has returned, and has changed into a name you are more familiar with."

"Voldemort."

Although when the Headmaster started his serious speech, everyone had more or less guessed what he wanted to say.

After all, at this time, the only thing that could make Dumbledore serious was Voldemort.

It was just that the moment Voldemort's name was read out, the students in the Great Hall still held their breath in unison.

"Dark evil forces are trying to invade this school, and you will be their most powerful weapon."

"They will use your trust, your innocence, and even your most instinctive love for the magical world as a wedge to pry open Hogwarts."

"Therefore, I hope everyone can keep their eyes open, stay vigilant, and at the same time trust the school and trust the teachers."

"Hogwarts will always be your haven."

The audience was silent, everyone looking at Dumbledore in silence.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, John couldn't help but ask Rui'an beside him.

"What about the seniors who just graduated last year? Has the Haven Contract expired?"

The voice was neither loud nor soft, and many people nearby heard it and couldn't hold it in.

Even someone as abstract as Rui'an was choked by John's words.

"Can't you read the atmosphere..."

John spread his hands and looked at the stage again.

He found Dumbledore staring at him speechlessly.

"Uh... ahem, eat, eat..."

John shrank his neck; Dumbledore's ears were this sharp?

Headmaster's Office.

After the banquet ended, John was called over by Dumbledore.

Of course, it wasn't to settle accounts with him.

It was to talk about serious business.

About the incident encountered during the capture of Fenrir in Diagon Alley previously.

He had written to Dumbledore to ask, and Dumbledore told him to talk when he returned to school.

"What you encountered in Fenrir's brain before was a type of Peeping-Prevention Curse."

"It is usually in a silent state and cannot be detected."

"Only when the host's memory is read by someone other than themselves, or by the caster, will the curse be triggered."

"According to your description, it was undoubtedly planted by Voldemort."

Dumbledore sat in front of the desk and slowly talked to John about the discoveries of these days.

"As for the Guardian God you activated by mistake, it is indeed an effective countermeasure."

"The power of the Guardian God is not only used to dispel Dementors, but can also dispel curses, peeping, and even malicious anchor points of certain ancient black magic that have malice toward oneself."

"Of course, the Guardian God is not omnipotent, don't be so reckless next time."

Hearing Dumbledore's education, John couldn't refute and had to nod and admit his mistake obediently.

"I know..."

"As for the little girl you mentioned, it should indeed be the other soul in your body."

"Perhaps as I said last time, when your mother was pregnant, she was pregnant with twins, but due to special reasons, you merged into one, but there were two souls."

"Your sister's soul has not fully grown, so she had to attach to your body to be born into the world."

Dumbledore had indeed told him this explanation before.

But at that time, John felt it was unlikely; that soul should be the original owner of this body.

However, after this incident, he found that it seemed he couldn't think of anything else besides this explanation.

Since he could be the original owner, why couldn't there be an original owner sister...

Seemingly accepted, but actually had no choice.

It just so happened that the soul in his body, except when there was serious business, would not come out at other times, and there was no information at all.

But at least, it was better than the previous assumption of occupying the original owner's body.

There was no longer that sense of guilt of a dove occupying a magpie's nest.

"Alright, let's not talk about this."

"Calling you here today, there is actually another very important matter."

Dumbledore waved his hand, temporarily setting this matter aside, and put on a more serious expression.

"Before telling you, you must guarantee that you cannot tell anyone, including Hermione, or even those friends of yours."

"This is for your own good."

Rarely seeing Dumbledore in such a serious state, John also put away his nonchalant attitude.

"Okay, I promise."

Only then did Dumbledore nod, and then slowly spoke.

"It's a long story, you might find it hard to accept, but to summarize in one sentence..."

"Severus is preparing to commit murder against you." ===== CHAPTER 307 =====