Murphy raised an eyebrow.
Tsk, looks like I still didn't fool her. She's even setting conditions now.
And she didn't even say what the conditions were. Is this girl finally growing a brain?
But whatever. No matter what the conditions are, I'll agree first and decide whether to honor them later. It's not like I, Murphy Darkholme, ever claimed to be a man of my word, right?
After putting away the letter, Murphy continued discussing Lucas's "special ability" with him for a while. In the end, he assigned Lucas some homework: "Look into whether a Horcrux can be transferred."
He wondered whether, if Lucas's Horcrux could be transferred from the diary to something else—such as a server—it might vastly improve his memory storage and retrieval capabilities.
Of course, that would certainly involve many technical steps, but they could begin with some preliminary research.
After Murphy left, Lucas searched through his memories, preparing to find the knowledge related to Horcruxes and study it properly.
But as he searched, he came across scenes from the past year in his memories and found himself watching them.
At the time, he had not felt much, but now that he had left Hogwarts, seeing those scenes in his memories as though they were recordings left him strangely melancholy.
He wondered how Harry and the others were doing now.
Stoatshead Hill.
It was summer break now. Knowing that Harry had been in a poor mood, Sirius had taken him out for a look around, and they had only just returned.
The moment he got home, Harry received a pile of letters. There were letters from Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, even one from Cho Chang and Draco Malfoy, but the most surprising one had come from the Dursley family.
Although Uncle Vernon's tone was still