Tom Riddle Should Be a Horcrux

As Wizet's knowledge of magic increased, so did the number of associations she could make.

Based on Salazar Slytherin's words, he speculated. "Because the soul stored in the Horcrux is not complete enough? So it craves a sufficiently rich emotional... Soul Guiding Box?"

The magical principle it contains is actually similar to the "siphoning phenomenon";

As the name suggests, Soul Fragment is a missing or incomplete soul.

When Soul Fragment encounters sufficiently abundant emotions, it will naturally be attracted to them and subsequently accepted by the Soul Guiding Box, thus breaking away from its original Horcrux.

"Little Eagle, you are very clever!" Salazar Slytherin praised. "Also, you should try to weaken the Soul Fragment's mobility as much as possible."

"The best opportunity to use the Soul Guiding Box is when the Soul Fragment is weak enough to support the body and must return to the Horcrux."

"One more thing, Soul Fragment is just Soul Fragment. The life force that sustains his actions does not actually belong to him, so don't be fooled by sweet words."

Wizet. "Slytherin Headmaster, I've got it all covered!"

Salazar Slytherin nodded, then his expression suddenly changed, and he let out a long sigh. "It seems this is all we can do for today..."

Seeing Salazar Slytherin about to revert to his statue form, Wizet quickly called out, "Slytherin Headmaster, what can I do to help you? Patronus Charm? Or Soul Soothing Potion?"

Salazar Slytherin gave Wizet a deep look, his tone softening considerably. "If you don't mind the trouble, then give it a try!"

After leaving those words, Salazar Slytherin turned into a statue and returned to his original position.

Wizet exhaled, pulled out a parchment and turned it into an armchair, and sat down next to the statue.

"Expecto Patronum!"

He raised his wand and cast the Patronus Charm, commanding his Corporeal Patronus to circle around the statue, releasing waves of warmth.

He learned a lot of valuable lessons from Salazar Slytherin, and now that Salazar Slytherin was in trouble, he naturally wanted to do his part and offer any help he could.

"And Soul Soothing Potion..." He took out his notebook and wrote a memo in a prominent place, "Not sure what kind of Soul Soothing Potion I need... I'll prepare them all together!"

Wizet left the Mirror World and took out a bookmark to talk to Dumbledore.

[Headmaster Dumbledore, didn't you mention Tom Riddle from his student days? He could very well be Soul Fragment from Horcrux.]

A few seconds later, Dumbledore's handwriting appeared on the bookmark. Compared to his previous handwriting, this time the handwriting was much more cursive and messy.

[Horcrux? As far as I know, Horcrux don't seem to possess such strong mobility. Why is this Horcrux so special? Can you be 100% certain that it's Horcrux?]

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I can't be 100% sure, but this Horcrux is so special perhaps because... Voldemort's lack of skill in crafting Horcrux caused him to Soul Tear too many souls."

[Did too many souls Soul Tear? An interesting deduction... If it's Horcrux, then it's much more troublesome... Voldemort would definitely hide the Horcrux.]

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I've obtained a magical item that can draw out the souls of Horcrux."

After a while, a slightly joking sentence appeared on the bookmark.

It seems I'm really getting old; I didn't expect you to have gone this far. In that case, go for it with confidence!

Summer has quietly arrived, which means that a school year is coming to an end.

In preparation for Final Exams, professors have assigned more homework, forcing students to devote their spare time to completing the heavy workload.

Besides tutoring Luna and her roommates, Wizet went to the Mirror World a few more times, opened the prepared Soul Soothing Potion, and poured it on the statue.

Although the specific effects are unknown, at least the statue absorbed it and it didn't spill onto the ground, which is good news.

Wizet also took half a day to accompany Professor McGonagall to the Ministry of Magic to register as Animagus.

For Wizet to publish a paper on Animagus, she naturally needs to prove that she is indeed an Animagus in order to increase her credibility.

Very few Animagus were willing to register; even including Wizet, there were only eight names on the list.

Of the Animagus that Wizet knew, at least three hadn't registered: Harry's father and two of his friends.

The Ministry of Magic staff in charge of registration were also surprised. They watched as Wizet checked several times before confirming that it was Wizet who had come to register, and not Professor McGonagall was standing to the side.

"This is my name," Professor McGonagall said with a hint of helplessness, pointing to a name. "You were the one who registered me back then, remember?"

"Oh...of course I remember! So it's been that long?" The Ministry of Magic employee took off his reading glasses.

He kept rubbing his eyes, looking at Wizet and saying, "You look so young... you seem even younger than you were back then, Lady Maddy..."

"I am Minerva McGonagall," Professor McGonagall sighed, pointing to the name in the register. "Now that the registration is complete, we will be leaving."

"Oh...okay..." the Ministry of Magic employee nodded. "Grimm..."

"Let's hurry up and go!" Professor McGonagall quickened her pace, using her footsteps to cover the words of the Ministry of Magic employee.

After Hagrid was taken away by the Ministry of Magic, his pet dog Fang continued to live in the cabin.

If they have free time, Harry and Ron will come to Hagrid's Hut to take on the responsibility of feeding Fang.

However, with the amount of homework piling up, even with Hermione's help, Harry and Ron were too busy to keep up and had to reluctantly ask Wizet and Luna to take care of Fang.

Fang is quite obedient; it usually stays around Hagrid's Hut and doesn't run around.

When Wizet and Luna arrived, he stuck out his tongue and rushed out of Hagrid's Hut, quickly running to the meadow to greet them;

When it picks up Wizet and Luna, it will trot around them, wagging its tail and making "woof woof woof" sounds, as if to say, "When is Hagrid coming back?"

After a hearty meal, Fang likes to lie on the ground, showing his belly to Wizet and Luna, sticking out his tongue and panting, with an expectant look in his eyes.

While Luna was tickling Fang and Fang was purring contentedly, Wizet would casually raise his wand to clean up the dead leaves and dust that had blown into the house.

Just as he was about to put the wand back in his pocket, he felt a warm sensation on his fingers. "Phoenix Feather... Mr. Firenze... It seems something is wrong?"