Snape frowned. He didn't like to disturb others when he was enjoying the fun of slandering Harry, but he still said in a normal voice: "Come in."

The door opened and the whole class turned his head to look. It was Kakarov, who looked pale and looked like he had been seriously ill. He walked in quickly, and the whole class looked at him and walked towards Snape's podium. Kakarov rolled his goatee with his fingers, looking anxious.

"We need to talk." Kakarov said abruptly as soon as he walked to Snape. He seemed to have made up his mind not to let anyone hear what he said, so his lips barely moved, as if he was a very bad ventriloquist.

Harry, who was closest to the podium, stared at Jiang Gen and listened carefully.

"I'll talk to you after class, Kakarov," Snape whispered, but Kakarov interrupted him.

"I want to talk now, while you can't slip away, Severus. You've been hiding from me."

"Let's talk about it after class," Snape said sternly.

Harry pretended to raise a measuring cup to see if the poured out of the armadapter bile was enough. While secretly glanced at the corner of his eyes. Kakarov looked panicked, Snape looked very angry.

For the rest of those two classes, Kakarov kept wandering behind Snape's podium. He seemed determined not to let Snape slip away after the get out of class was over. Harry wanted to hear what Kakarov was going to say, so he deliberately knocked over the bottle of armad bile when the get out of class bell was ringing in two minutes. In this way, when the other students walked towards the door, he had the excuse to squat behind the cauldron and wipe the floor with a rag.

"What's so urgent?" he heard Snape's voice lowered and said to Kakarov.

"Look," Kakarov said. Harry looked over the edge of the cauldron and saw Kakarov lifting up the left sleeve of his robe and showing Snape what was on his forearm.

"How is it?" Kakarov said, still struggling to prevent his lips from moving, "Did you see it? It's never been so obvious. Ever since-"

"Hide it!" Snape said viciously, his dark eyes swept quickly into the classroom.

"But you must have noticed-" Kakarov said anxiously.

"We'll talk about it later, Kakarov!" Snape snapped, "Potter! What are you doing?"

"Wipe the bile that I sprinkled with armadapter, Professor." Harry said pretending to be naive, straightening up and showing Snape the wet rag in his hand.

Snape stared at Harry for a long time and whispered, "It's better not to play your cleverness in front of me, Potter, now you can get out!"

Kakarov then noticed Harry, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. His expression also became a little relaxed. He turned around and strode out of the classroom.

Harry didn't want to stay alone with the angry Snape, so he quickly threw the books and ingredients into his schoolbag and walked out quickly. He wanted to tell the people he could believe in what he had just seen - his godfather Sirius and Ron.

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"Will the Horcrux lose control?"

"This situation rarely occurs, but it is not without it. In black magic, the Horcrux is also a taboo among taboos. Because it involves the deep level of the soul. Which of the two souls after being split is the original id? Or both are or are they not? Even Merlin may not be able to explain it. This has transcended the scope of magic."

“Simply put?”

"You cut a starfish into several pieces, and each part can grow into a new starfish. The same is true for the soul, splitting the soul into two parts, and the relationship between them is not closer than that between brothers and brothers."

"In other words, if the Dark King's horde of soul storage accident occurs, then there may be two or more Dark Kings of the same origin in the world."

"I'm afraid yes, but you don't have to worry too much. If this happens, then the two of the same origin will kill each other and seize the power of each other. This is why so many wizards who study black magic dare to make a Horcrux. Victory of death is not something that can be done just so easily."

Silver carefully wiped a quaint crown with a scarf and said casually: "It is natural that the dull Ministry of Magic will suddenly become smarter. One of the Dark King's arrangements made a mistake, and a soul splitting escaped his control. Do you want to get rid of the Dark King who has not yet recovered with the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's hands? So can I enter the show mode?"

The crown in his hand suddenly left his hands, floating up and down in the air, making a giggling woman laugh, "Of course not, the dull boy, whether the main soul killed the soul or the soul killed the main soul, the winning side will get stronger power. Don't you want to meet the enhanced version of the Dark King, right?"

Silver spread his hands, "What should I do?"

"Before they fight, get rid of one of them."

“It sounds hard and troublesome.”

"But you have no choice, don't you? But at least I can help you." The crown fell back to Silver's hand, "if you can finish the crown as soon as possible."

Silver couldn't help rolling his eyes, "It's good that I can get so many precious and rare materials. Can't you make the whole simplified version first?"

"No - OK." Ravenclaw dragged his long tone, "I regretted that simple crown for many years because of economic reasons. Now I have the opportunity to eat big people, and I must strive for excellence, rather than to be insignificant than to be insignificant, and to make the best one."

"Even if it wasn't done before facing the Dark Lord?" Silver's lips twitched a little.

"Yes." Raven Kalau's answer was firm, "Nothing can stop an elegant lady from pursuing perfection."

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Harry and Ron were in a very happy mood when they left the castle. They had enough of being pointed at in the castle.

The silvery white, faint sun shone on the ground. The weather was very warm today, and when they arrived at Hogsmeade Village, both of them took off their cloaks and put them on their shoulders. Sirius wrote that he would wait for Harry in Hogsmeade.

They walked into the Fengya brand wizard clothing store, which was plated by Sirius. After being rehabilitated, he inherited the property of the Black family and invested in some industries indiscriminately. He made a lot of money, but he lost more - but the Black family's family's wealth can temporarily withstand Sirius's squandering.
Chapter completed!