In the snowy winter, the castle is cold, no matter which world is the same.

It was the Christmas holiday, there was no one in the castle, and the sound of anxious footsteps could be heard far and far in the empty corridor.

Like the previous two nights, Harry student impatiently pushed open the door of the abandoned classroom.

He just took two steps towards the magic mirror in the classroom, and unexpectedly found a person sitting in front of the mirror.

"Is it Potter?" the man asked without looking back.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice, took off his invisibility cloak and hurried over, saying happily, "Mr. McGarden, when did you come back. I received your gift, I like it very much!"

As he spoke, he walked to the Mirror of Erised, sat directly beside Charles, and continued to ask, "Did you enchant those dumbbells? They don't look big, but they are heavy to hold."

Charles smiled and said, "I'm a squib, where can I cast spells, they are so heavy."

The set of dumbbells he gave Harry had an iron shell on the outside and gold, which was more than twice as dense as iron, inside.

Harry asked again, "Where have you been these days? Lupin couldn't find anyone to thank you."

Charles smiled slightly and said, "I helped the principal deliver Christmas presents."

He had been obsessed with studying souls with Voldemort all this time.

During the discussion, he made some comments on how to damage the soul based on Reimu's magic spells that attack the soul.

In this world, the "Three Unforgivable Curses" are all attacks on the soul, but they still seem gentle in the face of soul-blasting, soul-burning, soul-cutting and other brutal soul-injuring magical techniques, so much so that Voldemort almost asked Go and report this guy to Dumbledore.

During this time, Charles didn't care about other people's affairs, and it was only when he found Snape returning to his dormitory wearing a robe that had been burnt out one day that he remembered that there seemed to be such a plot.

As for Lupin, Charles thought the werewolf was like a curse when he read the book, so he gave him half a bottle of "washing water", diluted with 10ml of warm water for half an hour after breakfast, lunch and dinner every day.

The price Lupin paid was a bag of blood drawn by Charles when he became a werewolf.

Black invited Charles to his house as a guest after he was discharged from the hospital to thank him for catching the little mouse, which turned out to be a Horcrux in his hand when someone came back.

But that didn't make Charles happy, because even Voldemort couldn't solve his Squib problem.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that Diana had mentioned that Mrs. Zhang had helped Filch cure the Squib, as if to "burn" his soul or something.

One day, someone tried it and threw a small soul burn at Filch, and he was able to cast spells.

However, someone's own face turned black, and his soul was not unburned. He had burned several times before, which showed that his problems were different from Filch's.

After thinking about it for a long time, he kept doing it, looking for Dumbledore, saying that he wanted to see Gellert Grindelwald and Nicole LeMay, please write a letter of introduction.

So then there was the matter of him helping Charles to deliver Christmas gifts.

This trip was very valuable to him. Not only did he find the problem of his squib, but he also met his 14-year-old mother-in-law.

It's just that as soon as he comes back, Dumbledore asks him to do him a favor, so he appears in front of the Mirror of Erised.

There, classmate Harry happily told Charles that he had seen his deceased family members in the mirror, and then asked him: "What did you see in the mirror?"

Charles smiled bitterly: "Nothing."

Harry said in surprise, "How could this be! I thought you could see yourself using magic."

He reached out and touched the Mirror of Erised, and said worriedly, "Is it broken?"

Charles smiled and rubbed the little guy's head.

Dudley Dursley of this world had a younger brother in a previous life, and they had a good relationship since childhood, so he poured all his affection for his younger brother into Harry in this life, treating this cousin as his own younger brother treat.

As the crown jewel of the family, Dudley would buy whatever his parents wanted. He would give Harry half of everything he had, and even pulled Harry when he went to learn boxing.

Harry, who grew up in this environment, has the potential to become a warm man, and now he is worried that Charles can't see the picture in the mirror.

Just like Dudley slaps and slaps at the TV while he's watching TV, Harry slaps the Mirror of Erised a few times, then takes out his wand and stabs it twice.

Charles said with tears in his eyes, "Don't worry, it's not broken."

Harry came back and sat down again and asked curiously, "Then why can't you see what you want to see?"

Charles replied, "Because I didn't let it see my heart."

"I'm a Squib just because I can't use the magic that works for you, but that doesn't mean I can't do any magic at all."

"Look behind."

Harry turned around and found nothing.

When he looked at Charles suspiciously, Charles said another word to him, which he didn't understand.

What Charles said just now was dragon language, and Harry had a problem understanding it.

"You didn't understand what I said just now," Charles said.

Harry boy shook his head, "I don't understand."

Charles explained to him: "For example, you use magic, it's like telling the magic what you want to do, and the magic understands it and it will do it, just like you just turned around."

"My problem is that I can't understand the magic when I speak, just like I used a language you don't know just now to tell you to look at the ceiling, but you didn't respond."

Harry listened happily and said: "In other words, as long as your words can be understood by magic, then you can use magic?"

Charles nodded slightly.

He touched Harry's head and said, "It's getting late, it's time for you to go back to sleep. Lack of sleep will cause your body to not grow taller."

"Okay." Harry got up and put on the invisibility cloak and went back to the dormitory.

When he lay in bed, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't looked at his parents in the mirror tonight.

Just when he was thinking about going again tomorrow night, Dumbledore came to the Mirror of Erised and sat beside Charles.

Old Deng handed a cup of hot tea to Charles and asked, "How is Harry's soul?"

Charles said with a sullen face: "As you guessed, he has a piece of Voldemort's soul on his body."

In order to thank Charles, Black planned to give him some good things, but he specified that he wanted the locket that was used as a Horcrux.

Old Deng's clever brain immediately realized that something was wrong, and asked Charles to come and take a look.

In this way, Voldemort's Horcrux was exposed.

Then Lao Deng's head turned around for an unknown number of times. From Harry's accidental mention of being able to talk to snakes, he learned that he was a Parseltongue as a clue, and then there was a clue that Voldemort left something in Harry's body. guess.

Now the person with the most research on the soul that Old Deng can find is Charles, so as soon as he comes back, he has the task of exploring Harry's soul.

His guess was right, Dumbledore's heart sank, and his brain began to run fast.

Charles drank his tea silently, but he wondered if he should ask Lao Deng for the Philosopher's Stone for another old man named Charles.

After thinking for a while, Dumbledore asked, "What are you going to do with the Horcrux?"

Charles was silent for a while holding the teacup, and said, "If Voldemort's soul dies, the soul in a random Horcrux will be resurrected."

"There are so many ways to deal with the Horcrux. My wife said that the dementors can eat the soul inside. In fact, I can eat the soul inside. The rest is to use external force to connect the appendages with the soul inside. The pieces are destroyed together."

"Of course, you could have Peeves send them all to the moon, and let Voldemort die on the moon until his soul runs out."

Dumbledore looked at the guy in horror as if he saw Voldemort's nose grow back, and asked, "Can you absorb souls?"

Charles explained calmly: "If you think of a person's soul as a book, devouring the soul is equivalent to transferring the words from someone else's book to the blank space in your own book, so I won't use this method unless I have to."

Dumbledore understood what he meant. There was not much blank space in a book. If there were too many foreign words, it would affect the content of the whole book.

Old Deng thought quietly for almost an hour there~lightnovelpub.net~ The half cup of tea in Charles's hand was cold long ago, and he said, "If you can, I hope you can destroy Voldemort's soul fragments."

Charles frowned and considered for a long time, and finally agreed.

Anyway, there is a lot of space in his soul, and if one day he needs to burn his soul, he can use it as fuel.

Then the topic returned to Harry's double-yolked egg.

Charles said helplessly: "The souls of Voldemort and Harry have been together for too long, and there are already signs of mutual influence and fusion. To separate them, precise operations must be performed."

"However, I am inexperienced in this area, and it takes a long time to practice."

"At the same time, Harry also needs to grow. His strength becomes stronger, and his soul will become more tenacious, so as to improve the fault tolerance rate of treatment."

Dumbledore nodded and began to formulate a new training plan for Harry.