The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"Sorry, Sirius."

Dumbledore gave a wry smile.

"That fragment of Voldemort's soul is already entangled with Harry's soul, and it could easily harm Harry's soul if he's not careful."

“Tell me, Professor.”

Harry had recovered by then.

Instead of avoiding the question, he stared at Dumbledore and asked.

“Tell me what I should do, Professor.”

His face was filled with determination.

Dumbledore said, "The simplest way is to do nothing, but always keep your mind closed so that he cannot influence you."

"I absolutely refuse!"

Harry said excitedly.

"Voldemort, he is my enemy, and I will never accept coexisting with any part of him."

"Tell me, Professor, how do I get rid of him!"

"Let's stick with the closed brain technique."

"Dumbledore said, looking at Harry."

"Practice Occlumency to its highest level, and then learn magical knowledge related to the soul."

"By combining the two, we can slowly separate the fragments of Voldemort's soul."

"Only by completely separating him can you eliminate him without harming yourself."

"This is a long process, and it may take you a lot of time."

“Oh, I will do it.” Harry clenched his fist tightly. “Even if it takes a lot of time, I will do it.”

"Well done, Harry."

Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder encouragingly.

"I believe you can succeed..."

Just then, flames rose from a fireplace on one side, and Professor Moody, leaning on a cane, came out.

"Oh, Albus, you're back."

He quickened his pace and limped up to Dumbledore, both his normal eye and his enormous, dark eye staring intently at him.

Tell me, did you succeed?

"The operation was a success," Dumbledore said.

"Success?"

Professor Moody was initially delighted, but then he realized something was amiss.

"Since you've succeeded, why don't you all look happy?"

"It was my oversight," Dumbledore said with a remorseful expression. "I didn't know enough about Horcruxes..."

“It’s my problem, Professor.”

Harry spoke up first.

Professor Moody turned around. "Oh? What happened to you, Potter?"

Harry lifted his hair, revealing the scar on his forehead.

“Voldemort can influence me through this. Just now, he spoke to Dumbledore through me. He wants to devour my soul and take over my body.”

"This is impossible!"

Professor Moody's Magic Eye spun around, finally settling on Harry's scar.

"This is impossible!"

He said, frowning.

"What's inside you is just a fragment of your soul, extremely weak. It can only influence you when it has the chance, but it can't defeat your complete soul!"

Harry laughed when he heard him say that.

"That's what he said, but I also feel that he can't do it. I could have easily chased him away just now and sobered up on my own."

Dumbledore said, "Voldemort wants to accumulate little by little, to gradually guide and change you through long-term, subtle influence. When your soul is corrupted, he will have his chance."

“I won’t,” Harry said, disgusted. “I will absolutely not be influenced by him.”

His highly subjective statement was not very convincing, but no one present refuted him.

Professor Moody stared at him for a moment, then turned to face Dumbledore.

“Albus, we can put this matter aside for now. The most important thing now is to deal with the remaining Death Eaters. Minister Burns has already made arrangements in Azkaban.”

Dumbledore nodded. "Then let's go ahead."

Then he turned to Scott and said, "I'll need you to come along, Scott."

Scott nodded. "No problem."

Dumbledore then said to Sirius, "Sirius, you stay here and watch over Harry."

At this moment, Sirius couldn't care less about anything else and just nodded.

Instead, Harry told him, "Do whatever you want. Don't worry about me. I'll remember to keep Occlumency up."

“No,” Sirius shook his head firmly. “I’m not going anywhere.”

"But……"

Harry wanted to say something more, but Professor Moody had already taken action.

"Let's go, let's go to the Ministry of Magic first."

As he spoke, he walked to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of Floo Powder.

"Ministry of Magic."

He threw down Floo Powder and disappeared into the rising flames.

Immediately afterwards, Dumbledore and Scott also left.

After arriving at the Ministry of Magic, they went to the Auror Command Office.

Here, they were transferred to Azkaban using a door key.

Upon arriving in Azkaban, Professor Moody immediately waved his wand and destroyed the deer-hunting hat that had been made into a port key.

"Oh, you've come, Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Moody."

"Hi, how are you, Scott!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Scott looked up and saw Charlie flying down from the sky on a broomstick.

Above the black fortress of Azkaban, two ferocious fire dragons were soaring below the clouds.

Hello, Charlie.

Scott waved.

"Although it hasn't been made public yet, I've already heard about the big things you've done."

Charlie landed and patted Scott on the shoulder affectionately.

"That's amazing, it's a pity you're not Gryffindor."

Scott emphasized, "Ravenclaw is no worse than Gryffindor."

“Oh, of course.” Charlie shrugged. “I didn’t mean to belittle Ravenclaw.”

He quickly changed the subject.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you inside. Minister Burns and the Aurors have made preparations in the dungeon.”

With that, he turned and walked into the black fortress.

Scott, Dumbledore, and Moody followed behind him.

They first climbed the black stone steps into the fortress, and then went down the same steps into the fortress’s dark underground, where they saw Minister Burns in a stone chamber.

"Oh, you've arrived."

Ms. Burns got up and came to greet her.

"Is everything going smoothly?" she asked with concern.

"all the best."

Professor Moody said loudly.

"Voldemort has been imprisoned in an alternate dimension isolated from the magical world, from which he can never escape! He is as good as dead!"

His words echoed in the stone chamber.

Soon, Scott heard cheers coming from behind the stone wall.

Ms. Burns couldn't help but laugh.

"Well done."

She spoke, then looked at Scott.

"Mr. Trollope, thank you for your contribution to this matter. I will apply for the Order of Merlin First Class for you afterward!"

Upon hearing her words, Dumbledore immediately said, "I promise I will vote in favor."

At this moment, the other people in the room looked at Scott.

Scott politely said to Ms. Bornes, "Thank you, madam."

Ms. Burns smiled and said, "You're welcome. This is a reward you deserve."

Charlie patted Scott on the shoulder again. "That's great news. Congratulations, Scott."

"It's just an application."