Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"How did you get through all these years?" Ivan tapped Kreacher's head with his wand, and cleaned up his crying face.

"Master Regulus's orders..."

"Okay, okay, I get it. You don't have to say anything. Just keep crying." Ivan instantly understood what Kreacher was going to say and waved his hand to let him continue crying.

Kreacher's old face, which was still crying, stopped crying instantly, and he looked up at Ivan in disbelief.

Why did he suddenly feel embarrassed to continue crying? He didn't say anything!

"Harry, what are you going to do? If you haven't made up your mind, forget it. It's really annoying to hear this damn thing barking here."

Ivan urged Harry again.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other and saw the same question in each other's eyes!

What is Alvin saying? Is there any sound?

"Ivan, what are you talking about? Does this thing make any sound?" Ron didn't hear any sound, so he was a little confused.

"Ivan, are you saying that this thing can talk? Why can't we hear it?" Hermione was also confused. It's not that they didn't trust Ivan, they were just curious why only Ivan could hear it.

"This is related to the soul. It is as mysterious as magic and difficult to explain! In other words, if Dumbledore were here, he would be able to hear it. It contains Voldemort's soul, which means it has life in disguise. And if I am not mistaken, it can sense danger, stir up negative emotions in people, and has the ability to bewitch people. It is indeed a dangerous item."

There was a flash of light in Ivan's eyes. In the world of the devil's pupil, in the small pendant box, there was a big ghost howling and muttering. No one could hear what he was muttering, but it could affect people.

Moreover, with his current soul strength, he can also hear some of the sound it makes to his soul. Although it is not loud, it is like a mosquito buzzing in your ear endlessly, which is very annoying!

Ron and Hermione looked at each other again, but this time their faces were full of helplessness.

So what this means is that we are just too bad? We are all the same, why are you the only one who is so outstanding? Didn't we go to school together?

"Ivan, I know you have a lot of spells that can't be taught in school. Do you have a spell that can protect the brain? I really need it now."

Harry made up his mind, but to be on the safe side, he decided to seek help from Ivan. Now that Dumbledore was gone, this classmate who always had all kinds of treasures in his pocket was his greatest support.

Ivan was stunned for a second, then looked at Harry's determined face and then at the ornament box on the table. He seemed to know what this Gryffindor little lion, who had been so brave since childhood, was going to do!

"Are you sure you want to do this? This is quite risky!" Ivan's expression became more serious.

"You guessed it again, didn't you? I can't hide it from you, that's right! I've thought about it. Instead of searching aimlessly, I might as well go and find out the answer directly. Just like when we were in school, we all preferred to copy answers rather than attend class honestly, didn't we!"

Harry did not hide anything and confessed his dangerous thoughts.

However, this earned her a cold stare from Hermione, a studious and smart student.

"I feel like I was too lenient with you guys. I should have let you stay in the library with me except for the weekends! I hope you won't have an empty head and still think about copying answers!"

Hermione glared at Harry angrily.

Harry smiled awkwardly and quickly apologized to Hermione. He would never forget the nightmare of those years.

As for Ron...

This ceiling is really beautiful, it's worthy of being the Black family~

Ron pretended that it had nothing to do with him. He didn't want to stupidly add fuel to the fire and continue to annoy the lioness who was on the verge of getting angry.

"Okay, stop messing around, come here Harry."

Ivan reached out and held down Hermione, who had stood up with clenched fists, otherwise Harry might get beaten.

Seeing his savior, Harry quickly ran to Ivan, who should be safer.

"Protect the God and concentrate your mind!"

Ivan took out a dried puffer fish and chanted a spell over Harry's head.

This was the first spell he learned to protect his mind when he first started school. At that time, he didn't know how to use Occlumency and had paranoid delusions, so he learned this spell specifically to guard against Old Dumbledore, but he only learned the basics.

I was so naive back then. How could a kid who had just started school have any bad intentions? Old Deng was not idle. He would use his telepathy to read your mind if you did something bad. Looking back, it was really embarrassing at that time.

But now, this spell has found its use. Later, when he was working on the Magic Eye, he deliberately deepened his research on this spell. Combined with the brain occupation technique, it was enough for Harry to block Voldemort's mind.

A green light flashed, and Harry felt nothing at first, but after trying the brain-blocking surgery, he felt that there was a wall in his brain!

"Thank you so much, Alvin, I knew you had a way!" Harry jumped up excitedly. Now, he was sure!

"Okay, go do what you need to do. I also want to know what Voldemort is going to do. Remember to take a look."

"I see." Harry nodded in agreement and went to get the trinket box.

It contains Voldemort's soul, and through it, he can touch Voldemort's thoughts more easily.

I don't know where this ability came from, but it's really useful!

Harry began to calm down, concentrate his mind, and rely on the evil soul on the Horcrux, trying to find the place that was connected to his own soul.

Seeing Harry take action, the three people and the elf became quiet, for fear of disturbing Harry.

Ivan looked at Harry with complicated eyes. He had known for a long time that Harry was also a Horcrux, but he used a small spell to hide it.

Back in school, the tracker was not pointing wrong, the pointer was pointing at Harry! Dumbledore also knew this, and they had talked about this issue.

It didn't matter what old Dumbledore had planned before. Since he had a tracker that could suck the soul out of the Horcrux, he changed his strategy. However, there were some things he still needed Harry to do! This was his destiny.

As for Old Deng's plan, it was impossible for Alvin not to guess it, and that day, he gave Old Deng an intriguing look...

Never mind, it all revolves around the prophecy, as long as the final result is roughly the same, it will be fine. However, he didn't expect that Harry could be used in this way besides being a bait and a noseless executioner!

This unlocks a new way of using it.

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The scar on Harry's forehead stung. He had succeeded!

He saw a series of images flashing by quickly, from Voldemort receiving the notice, going to Diagon Alley to choose a wand, and putting on the Sorting Hat...

No! It's too far away. He needs to find out sooner, at least... after he graduates!

An expression of pain gradually appeared on Harry's face. The lightning scar was burning so badly that it seemed as if it would turn into a red-hot knife and pierce into his brain!

"Harry, Harry are you okay?"

"Stop it, you look terrible!"

Hermione and Ron saw Harry's miserable state and were so worried that they couldn't help but speak up to stop him. They were more worried about their friend's safety than the possible information they might get.

Harry could hear what they said, but he didn't want to give up. He had already seen how Voldemort made the Gaunt Ring into a Horcrux, and he was getting closer and closer to the answer!

"That guy's memory is too complicated, and he is so vicious!" Harry's face was pale, he covered his forehead with one hand, endured the pain in his head, raised his pair of bloodshot eyes and said to Hermione.

"Harry, you don't have to read it in detail, but you can just glance over the ones related to Horcruxes, and skip the irrelevant ones to reduce the burden on your brain!"

Alvin was not idle either. He took out a bunch of bottles and jars and medicinal materials and started preparing the medicine on the spot.

He saw Harry covering the scar on his forehead and guessed that it was the remnant of Voldemort's spirit that was causing trouble, so he had to do something.

Following Ivan's advice, Harry skipped over the bad things Voldemort had done in the past, and only stopped to examine the relics of the Big Four carefully when they appeared.

He didn't know whether Voldemort could detect what he had done, but there was no turning back now.

Harry was still trying hard to hold on, and Ivan had also prepared the potion. Knowing roughly what the situation was, it was easy to prescribe the right medicine.

"Come on, help him up!" Ivan directed Hermione and Ron to help Harry sit up straight.

He took a beaker and put it under Harry's nose. There was half a cup of lavender liquid in it. After putting it under Harry's nose, he first put a wisp of pure soul in it, and then put half a leaf of sunshine sunflower in it.

The leaves reacted the moment they came into contact with the liquid, and white smoke began to emerge from the liquid in the cup and floated towards Harry's nostrils.

The moment Harry inhaled the white smoke into his nostrils, he instantly felt his brain relaxed a lot, and the scar on his forehead didn't hurt so much anymore, and his almost trance-like mind also came back to its senses.

"What's this, Ivan?" Hermione asked, pointing at the cup.

"It will help Harry refresh his mind, calm his heart, and relieve his spiritual fatigue. This will be good for him now."

"Man, you did it so quickly!" Ron said in surprise. It was a bit too fast.

"Ha~ a piece of cake. Don't you see whose student I am?" Alvin raised his head proudly.

"Alas~ What a pity, that teacher..." Hermione stopped halfway through her sentence.

"Why don't you say anything? Isn't Snape a bastard? He killed Dumbledore!" Ron was bold and he never liked Snape, so he couldn't help but talk nonsense.

Of course, he didn't mean to hold it in.

But just as he was about to continue speaking, he was met with Ivan's rolling eyes.

"Aha~ Of course, I'm not talking about you. I'm not questioning his technical level, I'm just questioning his character. It has nothing to do with you." Ron explained quickly, fearing that Ivan's big dick would fly over in the next second.

"Tsk~" Ivan didn't want to argue with them about Snape. They would know it later, and then they would blush and be embarrassed.

With Ivan's help, Harry got much better and could review Voldemort's memories faster!

It’s just… he saw some scenes that made him heartbroken.

That night, he found his home. A green light flashed and he lost his father. His mother screamed in fear and reached for the wand, but she was a step too late. A green light flashed and his mother stood in front of him, using her last bit of strength to protect him.

Even though this was in Voldemort's memory, he could still feel the last bit of warmth in his mother's arms...

He knew that this was the magic that he had been guarding for so many years, the magic of "love"! It was not the love between opposite sexes, but the unique love between the closest relatives...

Harry sat in a chair, looking at the ceiling, tears falling from the corners of his eyes... When he saw Voldemort's wand pointing at him, he skipped this part. He didn't want to watch the rest...

He originally wanted to stop there, because he had seen that Voldemort gave the Hufflepuff gold cup to Bella and asked her to lock it in Gringotts, but thinking of Ivan's request just now, he fast forward again.

He was now browsing through a VCD, fast forward or slow down. In Voldemort's mind...

Until we skip over what happened in the past few years and see the thrilling tests between Voldemort and Lucius, see the mission he assigned to Draco to assassinate him, and... ask Bella to get the gold cup back!

Fortunately, he looked back, otherwise he would have missed this step! Now, he knew about the last two Horcruxes, the snake and the golden cup... Wait! What is that?

Harry saw the battered Voldemort, with his ugly face with half of his skin missing, telling people to find something. He seemed...

Suddenly, he saw Voldemort's expression froze for a moment, and then a trace of doubt appeared on that half of his face!

Oh no, he seems to be aware of it! Harry was so scared that he quickly cut off the connection!

"Haha~"

Harry woke up instantly!

Chapter 514 Blurry picture, uneasy ~

"Harry, how are you? Are you not stupid?"

"Harry, what do you think this is? What do you think?"