As he mastered more magical knowledge, Wizette could make more connections.
He speculated based on Salazar Slytherin's words. "Because the soul stored in the Horcrux isn't complete enough? So it craves emotions abundant enough... for the Spirit Lure?"
The magical principle was similar to "siphon phenomenon."
Soul fragments, by definition, were incomplete souls with something missing.
When soul fragments encountered abundant emotions, they'd naturally be attracted, then accepted by the Spirit Lure and leave the original Horcrux.
"Little eagle, you're clever!" Salazar Slytherin praised. "Also, weaken the soul fragment's mobility as much as possible."
"Only when the fragment is weak enough—too weak to maintain form, must return to the Horcrux—that's the best opportunity to use the Spirit Lure."
"One more thing. Soul fragments are soul fragments. The life force sustaining them doesn't belong to them. Don't be deceived by honeyed words."
Wizette nodded. "Headmaster Slytherin, I'll remember!"
Salazar Slytherin nodded, then suddenly his expression changed. He sighed deeply. "Seems today ends here..."
Seeing Slytherin about to become statue again, Wizette quickly called out. "Headmaster Slytherin, how can I help? Patronus Charm? Or Calming Draught?"
Salazar Slytherin looked deeply at Wizette, his tone becoming much gentler. "If you don't mind the trouble, try it!"
Leaving these words, Salazar Slytherin became statue and returned to his original position.
Wizette exhaled, drew out parchment, and Transfigured it into an armchair. He sat beside the statue.
"Expecto Patronum!"
He raised his wand and cast the Patronus Charm, directing the corporeal Patronus to circle the statue and release waves of warmth.
From Salazar Slytherin, he'd learned much valuable knowledge. Now that Slytherin faced difficulties, he naturally wanted to help and provide what assistance he could.
"And Calming Draught..." He took out his notebook and wrote a reminder in a prominent spot. "Not sure which type of Calming Draught is needed... Prepare them all then!"
Wizette left the Mirror World, took out the bookmark, and communicated with Dumbledore.
[Headmaster Dumbledore, remember that student-era Tom Riddle you mentioned? He's very likely a soul fragment from a Horcrux.]
Several seconds passed. Dumbledore's handwriting appeared on the bookmark. Compared to usual writing, this time had many connected strokes and was more hasty.
[Horcrux? As I know, Horcruxes don't seem to possess such strong mobility. Why is this Horcrux so special? Can you be one hundred percent certain it's a Horcrux?]
[Headmaster Dumbledore, I can't be one hundred percent certain. But this Horcrux is so special perhaps because... inexperience in creating Horcruxes made Voldemort tear too much soul.]
[Tore too much soul? Very interesting inference... If it's a Horcrux, that's much trickier... Voldemort must have hidden the Horcrux away.]
[Headmaster Dumbledore, I obtained a magical device that can draw out the Horcrux's soul.]
After a while, slightly teasing words appeared on the bookmark.
[Seems I'm truly old. Didn't expect you'd reach this step. In that case, act boldly with confidence!]
Summer quietly arrived, meaning one school year was ending.
To prepare for final exams, professors assigned more homework. Students had to invest spare time to complete heavy assignments.
Besides tutoring Luna and roommates' homework, Wizette visited the Mirror World several times, opened prepared Calming Draughts, and poured them on the statue.
Though he didn't know the specific effects, at least the statue absorbed them and didn't spill to the ground—good news.
Wizette also spent half a day following Professor McGonagall to the Ministry to register as Animagus.
Since Wizette would publish a paper on Animagus, he naturally needed to prove he was indeed an Animagus to increase credibility.
Few Animagi willingly registered. Even counting Wizette, only eight names on the roster.
At least among Animagi Wizette knew, three hadn't registered—Harry's father and his two good friends.
The Ministry official handling registration was also surprised, looked at Wizette, and confirmed several times before finally accepting it was Wizette registering, not Professor McGonagall standing aside.
"My name is this one." McGonagall sounded somewhat helpless and pointed at a name. "You registered me back then too. Remember?"
"Oh... of course I remember! Has it been that long?" The Ministry official removed his reading glasses.
He kept rubbing his eyes and looked at Wizette. "Look so young... Seems even younger than you were back then, Miss Maddy..."
"I'm Minerva McGonagall." McGonagall sighed and pointed at the name in the register. "Since registration's complete, we'll leave."
"Oh... okay..." The Ministry official nodded. "Miss Green..."
"Let's go quickly!" McGonagall quickened her pace, using footsteps to cover the official's words.
After Hagrid was taken by the Ministry, his pet dog Fang still lived in the hut.
If free, Harry and Ron would come to Hagrid's hut and take responsibility for feeding Fang.
But as homework increased, even with Hermione's tutoring, Harry and Ron couldn't manage. They reluctantly asked Wizette and Luna to help care for Fang.
Fang was obedient, usually staying around Hagrid's hut and wouldn't run around.
When Wizette and Luna came, he'd stick out his tongue, rush from the hut, and run nimbly toward the grass to greet them.
After meeting them, he'd trot around them, wag his tail, and make "woof woof" sounds, as if saying, "When's Hagrid coming back?"
After a full meal, Fang liked lying on the ground, showing his belly to Wizette and Luna, tongue out, panting, eyes showing expectation.
While Luna scratched Fang's itch—Fang making contented purring sounds—Wizette would casually raise his wand and clean dead leaves and dust blown into the hut.
Just as he was about to put his wand back, his fingers felt warmth. "Phoenix feather... Firenze... Seems there's an anomaly?"
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