"Good gracious you two," said Dumbkedore as he looked at both Harry and I. " to what do I owe this late pleasure?" He said pleasantly.
"Sir- we've got it. We've got the memory from Slughorn," said Harrycas he pulled out the tiny phial. For a moment or so Dumnledore looked stunned then his face broke into a huge smile.
"This is spectacular news! I knew you could do it!" Said Dumbledore. I was still catching my breath slightly as he placed the stone pensive on his desk.
"And now," said Dumbledore emptying the memory into the pensive. "Now, we shall know," said Dumbledore. Harry and I entered the pensive him first then me. I felt like I was falling into darkness until my feet hit the floor with a thud. A dormitory scene unfolded before me. A few bits were in Slughorns office and the clock chimed midnight. All the boys left but Tom Riddle.
"Look sharp, Tom, you don't want to be caught out of bed at this hour-" said Slughorn once he noticed Tom still in the room.
"Sir, I wanted to ask you something-" said Tom.
"Ask away then, my boy, ask away-"
"Sir, I wondered what you know about... Horcruxes?" Said Tom. Slughorn slowly learning looked at Tom.
"Project for defense against the dark arts, is it?" Asked Slughorn obviously trying to seem less nervous than he was.
"Not exactly sir... I came across the term while reading and I didn't fully understand it-" said Slughorn.
"No... Well... You'd be hard pushed to find a book at Hogwarts that will give you details on Horcruxes. Tom that's very dark stuff, very dark indeed," said Slughorn.
"But you obviously know all about them, sir? I mean a great wizard like you- sorry, I mean if you can't tell me- I just knew if anyone could tell me, you could- I just thought I'd ask," said Tom obviously sucking up to Slughorn for information.
"Well, well, it can't hurt to give you a overview of course," said Slughorn nervously fiddling with the top of the crystallized pineapple. "Just so you understand the term. A Horcrux is the word used for in which a person has concealed a part of their soul," he said slowly.
"I don't understand how that works, though, sir," said Tom.
"Well, you spilt your soul you see," said Slughorn stating the obvious. "And hide part of it in a object outside of the body. Then, even if ones body is attacked or destroyed, one cannot die, for part of the soul remains earthbound and undamaged. But of course, in such a form..." I looked over at Harry who looked lost in thought.
"Few would want it, Tim, very few. Death would be preferable,"
"How do you split your soul?" Asked Voldemort with hunger now in his eyes.
"Ohh.." I whispered quickly and quietly.
"Well," said Slughorn now sounding uncomfortable. "You must understand the soul is supposed to remain intact and whole. Splitting it is an act of violation, it is against nature,"
"But how do you do it?"
"By an act of evil- the supreme act of evil. By committing murder. Killing rips the soul apart. The wizard upon creating the Horcrux could use it to his advantage. He would encase the torn piece-"
"Encase? How?"
There is a spell, do not ask me, I don't not know! So I look as though I have tried it- do I look like a killer?" Said Slughorn now seeming bothered.
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Eliza Potter: Harry Potters Sister 2
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