Slughorn instantly soaked his back with cold sweat, and he didn't care about the spider poison, his whole body was paralyzed, and he just wanted to escape from here.

If it was the ugly noseless monster who appeared in front of him, he wouldn't be so afraid...

It was this young man!

Sixteen year old Tom!

The half-century-long memory that was deliberately buried in the bottom of my heart gradually came to my mind.

Slughorn's first reaction was that this Tom was fake, Compound Potion.

But...who can get Voldemort's hair?

Taking a ten thousand steps back, even if you get it, after taking it, it should be the socket man, not the sixteen-year-old him!

Could it be Human Body Transfiguration... A wizard with superb Transfiguration can take on the appearance of someone else, such as Grindelwald.

But there are only a handful of such wizards.

As far as Slughorn knew, only Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall had this ability.

Even William can be Animagus, but he is still far from wanting to become someone else at will.

But McGonagall was a noble wizard and wouldn't do such a thing.

Dumbledore couldn't have turned into Voldemort because he hated Tom the most.

The most important thing is that the basilisk cannot be fake.

Slughorn couldn't think of any other wizard who could control a basilisk, except Tom's Parseltonian.

"Professor, you're just curious, why am I like this?"

Standing on the basilisk's head, Tom seemed to see through Slughorn's thoughts, and he laughed:

"I have said more than once that on the road to longevity, I have gone farther than anyone else.

Of course, thank you for that. "

There was a playful smile on Tom's face:

"How could I make a Horcrux without your help?

That's right, I'm a sixteen-year-old Horcrux. "

Tom jumped off the snake's head and landed on the ground, walking to Slughorn.

The shoes made noises on the ground, but one click was like stepping on Slughorn's chest.

Tom condescendingly looked down at the dying old man:

"Remember? The conversation that night?

Immediately after the conversation, I did it, and successfully made a Horcrux, and more than one!

My eternal life is half your credit. "

Slughorn was full of fear.

He has been comforting himself:

Voldemort's second resurrection may have nothing to do with himself, but the Dark Lord found other ways to resurrect.

But at this moment, Slughorn couldn't lie to himself.

"I've been waiting for an opportunity. I didn't expect that one day, you would really be stupid and come to the Forbidden Forest." Tom said excitedly:

"Goodbye, professor. You're dead, and the person who knows my secret is completely gone."

Tom suddenly hissed and the basilisk swam over.

It bit Slughorn on the neck, and after injecting the poison, the blood gushed out.

Falling in a pool of blood, Slughorn knew he was going to die.

The poison of the eight-eyed giant spider and the poison of the basilisk, no one can dispense an antidote in a short time.

This time it's not a hoax, it's real... He's really going to die!

Slughorn opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, his breath fading.

Tom quickly disappeared with the basilisk.

Slughorn was full of remorse, not for coming to the Forbidden Forest, but for telling Tom the Horcrux back then.

After an unknown time, there was another movement in the distance.

William and Hagrid finally showed up, and both of them looked embarrassed.

William bent down, looked at Slughorn, and shouted anxiously:

"Professor Slughorn, are you all right? I'll take you back to Hogwarts now, and I'll be able to save you..."

His voice was also fearful like never before.

Hagrid sat on the ground and suddenly hugged his head and cried:

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me to hold the funeral, it wouldn't have happened... I hurt you..."

The pale Slughorn had no strength. He looked at William, his lips wriggled and said:

"Tom... Horcrux..."

"Professor, stop talking, I'll take you back to school now."

But Slughorn was as if returning to the light, and one hand clenched William's arm tightly.

"I feel... disgraceful..." he murmured, "I am... ashamed of what that memory shows... I have done a lot of harm...

Today...I'm finally sure...I have to give you...ruined the Horcrux..."

Slughorn was in tears, not just blood.

A silver-blue thing, neither gas nor liquid, came out of his mouth, ears and eyes.

William hurriedly took out a thin-necked bottle from his pocket and put the long silver thread-like memory into it.

Slughorn tilted his head and fell into a coma.

Holding the bottle and looking at the memory, William let out a sigh of relief.

"Finally got it... I spent so much energy building a stage to sing, and it was not in vain!"

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William, who got the memory, went to Dumbledore to share it as soon as possible.

Watching small movies is such a thing, the two are familiar with each other.

But in the past, it was Dumbledore who shared the little movies he had treasured for many years, and this time it was finally William's turn.

Therefore, the principal was very excited.

That's right, William's plan B was to use Tom to intimidate Slughorn.

He, who thought he was going to die, would definitely hand over his memory before he died.

So, "Tom at Sixteen" is the "actor" and the star is William.

He didn't have much else, Tom's hair, too much. After all, he even had Tom's body.

The whole plan is also very simple, that is, Hermione becomes her own appearance and takes Slughorn into the Forbidden Forest.

Slughorn was then kidnapped by the Octopus.

And William turns into Tom again.

The basilisk is also an actor, and with it, Slughorn can convince Slughorn that he is indeed Tom.

The whole process is not complicated, but the actors are hard to find, and William happens to have them!

The only one who wasn't an actor was Hagrid, and he didn't know it, the crying scene was extraordinarily real.

But it also got Slughorn completely hooked.

All kinds of down, only to deceive the memory.

As for Slughorn, he won't die at all.

With Fox's tears, William only needed a few drops to remove spider and snake venom from Slughorn.

This scene... William had already done security.

At this time, in the Pensieve, the memory has reached the most critical place.

Tom started asking about Slughorn Horcruxes.

"It's hard to find a book detailing Horcruxes at Hogwarts, Tom. It's very evil, very evil," said Slughorn.

"To create a Horcrux, one must commit a monstrous crime—murder, to tear the soul apart.

Then, a spell must be recited..."

Slughorn didn't say the spell, but William knew that the spell that made the Horcrux was:

Destroy the soul, Anda Jones!

This spell is exactly mentioned in "Deciphering Cutting-edge Black Magic".

And this book, originally in the forbidden area, was completely moved to the principal's office after Dumbledore noticed that Tom had made a Horcrux ~lightnovelpub.net~.

So, when Tom asked about the spell that made the Horcruxes, he already knew it.

Maybe even made the Horcrux diary.

Because at that time, Myrtle was dead.

Tom also asked about spells to pretend he didn't know, so he could ask the question he cared about most.

"Sir, what I want to ask is, is a Horcrux useful? Can a soul only be split once? Is it better to have more pieces, and make you stronger?

For example, isn't seven the most magical number, seven..."

Tom's voice echoed in the Pensieve.

Especially the familiar "seven".

Everything can be seven sauces, and obviously Tom has not escaped.

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