After Dumbledore finished his class tonight, Harry couldn't help but ask, "Sir, do you want me to find Voldemort's Horcrux?"
"If necessary, I will take you to find Voldemort's Horcruxes, but not now, Harry." Dumbledore reached out and gently pushed the cabinet containing the Pensieve closed. "I would rather you understand Voldemort from these memories. Only by understanding our enemy better can we find a way to deal with him."
"Honestly, I don't know what Voldemort's weakness is, if being ugly is one?" Harry noticed Dumbledore's slightly raised eyebrows and quickly added, "I was just joking, sir."
"What do you think is Voldemort's weakness?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.
"Voldemort is very afraid of death and is very arrogant. Oh, by the way, he also likes to collect things. He seems to be very stubborn and always wants to kill me himself. If he had let the Death Eaters do it, I might have died a long time ago."
"Harry, you actually know Voldemort very well." Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction.
"But I don't think there's any use in knowing this." Harry was a little depressed and changed the subject, "By the way, sir, how many Horcruxes have you found?"
"Several, but I'm afraid I'll have to keep this a secret for now. We now need some of Professor Slughorn's memories to determine the number of Horcruxes." Dumbledore looked up at Harry and said seriously, "You have to work harder, Harry. I believe you can succeed."
"I've been trying to use the Felicis Felicis to try my luck with Professor Slughorn, but it hasn't been very successful." Harry felt a little depressed when he talked about this. Even the failure of taking the Felicis Felicis made Harry realize how difficult this matter was.
"Felix Felicis is indeed a rare good thing for most people, but you need to know how to use it. As far as I know, Mr. Anderson is very good at using Felix Felicis." Dumbledore winked at Harry and said, "Perhaps you can take some time to talk to him about his experience in using Felix Felicis. I remember that Miss Granger has a way to contact him."
"Albert also knows about Horcruxes, why not ask him for help?" Harry asked again.
"Mr. Anderson has been helping me all the time. I found a Horcrux with his help a while ago." Dumbledore said gently.
"In fact, I think we can completely rely on Mr. Anderson's divination. Maybe we can quickly find the whereabouts of all the Horcruxes." Harry always felt that Dumbledore and Albert could easily crush Voldemort if they joined forces.
"Divination is not omnipotent, Harry." Dumbledore shook his head. "In fact, most of the divinations in the Prophecy Hall do not come true."
"But Albert's predictions all came true."
"Harry, you take the prophecy too seriously." Dumbledore sighed softly and asked, "Do you want to defeat Voldemort just because you are the so-called savior?"
"Can… "
"If Voldemort hadn't killed your father and forced your mother to die for you, would you have wanted to kill him and avenge your family?" Dumbledore looked at Harry and asked, "Obviously not, right?"
"So, I must try to kill Voldemort, purely for my own sake, and not because of that damn prophecy," Harry muttered.
"Must? No, Harry, you have the right to choose your own path, the right to ignore the prophecy!"
"But Voldemort will continue to hunt me..."
"Of course, you can also choose to hide..."
"I'm not going to hide," Harry shook his head.
"Voldemort's greatest mistake was to create his own most terrible enemy." Dumbledore looked at Harry and said, "He chose you and made you his mortal enemy. If he didn't believe in the prophecy, Professor Trelawney's prophecy would obviously not come true."
"Perhaps, I should give the title of savior to Albert." Harry said self-deprecatingly, "To be honest, I always think he is more of a savior than me."
"I don't think Mr. Anderson would want such a title. He is actually a person who hates trouble." Dumbledore reached out and patted Harry's shoulder. "Remember, Harry, you are never fighting alone. There are many people behind you supporting you."
When Harry returned to the common room, he didn't see Hermione, only Ron tangled with Lavender in the corner.
After Harry greeted his roommates, he asked directly, "Neville, have you seen Hermione?"
"Hermione seems to have gone to discuss the wizard card game with Luna." Neville seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Harry, I heard Hermione say that the DA party will not be held until after the Christmas holiday. Is that true?"
"It's true. I'm sorry, Neville. I've been too busy lately." Harry said helplessly, "I really can't spare much time. The Quidditch team also needs training to stay in shape."
"It's okay Harry, I just wanted to ask Cedric if I could join the Defense Society."
"You want to join the Defense Society?" Harry was a little surprised. "I remember that you and I have the same birthday, so you should not be an adult yet, and you have to stay in school next year?"
"Yes, but the Wizarding War will definitely not end so soon. I still hope to be of some help." Neville whispered, "Although I also know that I am useless."
"I don't think they'll refuse you," Harry said soothingly.
As they were talking, Harry saw Hermione returning to the common room with Ginny, and he quickly ended his conversation with Neville and walked towards them.
"Hello Harry." Ginny greeted Harry with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Hermione, I want to talk to you," Harry said bluntly.
"Oh, okay."
Hermione looked at Harry in confusion, and under Ginny's curious gaze, she left the noisy common room with Harry.
"What is it, Harry?"
Hermione asked after she and Harry entered an empty classroom and cast a spell.
"I need news from Professor Slughorn. You know, Dumbledore gave me a special task, and I don't think I can succeed using ordinary methods." Harry lowered his voice and said, "I may need some special methods to cooperate with the Felicis Felicis to complete that task. You know, that task is very important, and I don't think it should be delayed for too long, and recently..."
"Who's there?"
"What!" Hermione looked stunned.
"Come out, show yourself quickly."
Harry suddenly raised his wand, pointed it outside the classroom, and used a spell to force the other party to appear.
"I'm sorry Harry, I..."
"You shouldn't have followed." Harry stared at Ginny with some dissatisfaction, "How much did you hear?"
"Not much. You found me just after I arrived." Ginny looked at Hermione with a complicated expression. "If you want information about Professor Slughorn, I can help you with that."
"Come on Harry," said Hermione, "you didn't say much anyway."
"Albert is right. I was too careless." Harry looked at Ginny, sighed helplessly and reminded her, "Don't do that again, Ginny. Knowing too much will not do you any good. Not only will it kill you, but it will also kill the people around you."
"Really?" Ginny's eyes widened, obviously not believing it.
"Really, after hearing these secrets, you may have to stay at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix until the war is over." Harry looked at Ginny and said seriously, "I really don't want to involve you. Voldemort will not let go of those who know the secrets easily. He will kill them all."
"Sorry Harry," Ginny apologized quickly.
"Okay, Harry, stop scaring Ginny." Hermione tried to ease the atmosphere and changed the subject. "If you want to get information from Professor Slughorn, I suggest you let him down his guard first."
"If you want to get information from Professor Slughorn, I suggest you get him drunk. Maybe that will increase your chances of success," Ginny suggested.
"Drunk?"
Harry pondered the feasibility of this plan.
"It's indeed easier to get information out of someone when they're drunk, and you have the Felicia Ricci potion, but the problem is that it's not easy either. Professor Slughorn must be on guard." Hermione also began to help Harry think about whether the plan was feasible.
"Professor Slughorn is planning to hold a Yule Ball soon."
"No, that information is very important and cannot be known to others." Harry immediately shook his head and rejected it. "It is very important that no one else know about it."
But he still took out his notebook and quickly wrote down the ideas Ginny provided.
"However, getting him drunk might work, but..." Harry turned his head and asked Hermione, "Do you know any potion that can make people drunk? And I need to communicate with Professor Slughorn alone and make him willing to reveal the news voluntarily, but this is not easy. Because of the last time, Professor Slughorn began to be wary of me."
"Maybe you need another topic to start with," Ginny suggested.
"Potions? I'm afraid this is not appropriate. It will easily arouse Professor Slughorn's guard." Harry shook his head and rejected it. "We must talk about topics that are related to me but are not likely to arouse Professor Slughorn's vigilance. We must find other topics while we are at it. We must let Professor Slughorn relax her guard and drink a lot of alcohol without any precautions. We must not let her realize that we want to get her drunk."
There is no doubt that this matter is extremely difficult.
"Do you have any intelligence-enhancing drugs?" Harry turned to look at Hermione.
"I have it here!"
Ginny took out a bottle of potion from her robe pocket and handed it to Harry: "Fred and George secretly gave it to me last time. They said that using this to review the exam content can greatly improve efficiency."
"Thanks."
Harry poured himself a pill, swallowed it and began to think frantically. He felt that he would soon come up with a solution.
Harry vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched something, but he still couldn't figure it out. Finally, Harry gritted his teeth, took out the precious Felicis Potion from the lizard skin bag that Hagrid gave him, and took a small pill.
In an instant, Harry felt his thoughts became unusually clear, and he even thought of a way to deal with Professor Slughorn.
"My mother has a good relationship with Professor Slughorn." Harry quickly wrote this down, then turned to look at Hermione and Ginny and asked, "Does anyone know what kind of wine Professor Slughorn likes, when is his birthday, and what kind of food he likes? Then I can go over to him often to ask about my mother and ask for a few photos. After all, he has always wanted to collect me, so he will definitely not refuse to show his kindness."
"I remember Professor Slughorn mentioned this when he showed off to us the birthday present Albert gave him," Ginny also threw a brain-enhancing potion into her mouth, "a very delicate dragon badge, it seems to be..."
They both said in unison: "April 28th."
"Thank you, Hermione, and Ginny." Harry stuffed the notebook into his pocket, gave Hermione and Ginny a quick hug, and walked quickly out.
"Harry, where are you going?" Hermione asked puzzledly.
"I think we should go find Professor Slughorn while there is still some time and lay the groundwork for the future."
"Is Harry really okay?" Ginny asked Hermione in a low voice with blushing cheeks as she looked at Harry's departing back.
"It should be fine." Hermione glanced at Ginny and said, "But there are some things you'd better not tell anyone."
"I'm not one of those idiots like Romilda Vane." Ginny muttered, "By the way, Hermione, have you ever used the Felix Felicis?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"The effect of the Felicis seems to be very good." Ginny was a little eager to get a small dose of Felicis.
She felt that if she could really obtain the Felicia Ricci, her relationship with Harry might be what she wanted.
"This is what Albert gave me last time." Hermione seemed to see through Ginny's thoughts. She took out a medicine bottle from her pocket and stuffed it into Ginny's pocket, saying, "Maybe you can find a time to try Lavender's method."