The Sorting Hat Kidnapping Incident

"Horatio's move was too ruthless; Ron still hasn't recovered," Harry said to Ginny as he ate breakfast. "The other day, I even saw Horatio go into Ron's room with a newspaper and a white sash."

Ginny, sitting next to Harry, watched Ron mechanically shoveling food into his mouth and trembled in fear. She had mocked Horatio that day too and wondered what he would do to her at school. She absolutely didn't want that kind of social death.

"Harry, help me, I've offended Horatio too," Ginny said, shaking Harry's arm and pleading for help.

Harry looked at Ginny with sympathy and replied, "I can't help you. My indenture is still in his hands. Besides, he was taken away by Dumbledore yesterday, and I don't even know where he is now."

"Since it's come to this, let's eat first. We still have to go to the station," Harry said, taking a bite of a pie. "Maybe you can try asking Hermione for help. She might be able to help you, but I don't think there's much hope. Even she can't stop Horatio.

The only one who can suppress Horatio is that Beauxbatons senior who came to Hogwarts last Christmas to find him. I think her name was Fleur. Professor McGonagall even wanted her to transfer to Hogwarts to deal with Horatio, but she refused."

Ginny's eyes lit up, and she shouted to Molly in the kitchen, "Mom, I want to go to Beauxbatons for a year first, and then transfer to Hogwarts next year."

"What nonsense are you talking? Your new textbooks and school uniform are already bought, and our family doesn't have that much money to send you to Beauxbatons. Come on, eat quickly, or we'll miss the train."

Ginny slumped onto the table with a look of utter despair, a tear of hopelessness tracing a path down her cheek.

Harry looked at Ron, who was withdrawn from the shock of reality, and Ginny, the despairing fangirl, and shook his head helplessly, indicating he couldn't help.

The scene shifted back to Horatio, who was in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, examining a diary on the table with Dumbledore.

"Hmm—I think I know how this thing is made," Horatio said, stroking his chin, having gained a preliminary understanding of how Horcruxes were created.

Dumbledore's internal alarm bells rang loudly, and he immediately said, "Horcruxes are not good things, child. You must not try to make them."

He was truly having a difficult time. Grindelwald and Tom Riddle had already put enough pressure on him; he really didn't want to encounter another Horatio as he was nearing retirement.

Horatio looked at Dumbledore with a bewildered expression. "What are you joking about? Would I use such a low-level method as creating a Horcrux to pursue immortality? I have ninety-nine ways to achieve eternal life."

He then described to Dumbledore how to use the Heaven and Earth Furnace Alchemy Method to turn a "foot-basin chicken" into a giant alchemical furnace, using the blood and souls of the creatures within to refine a great elixir. Consuming this elixir would make his physical body immortal.

Then, by cooperating with the American government, he would strip the souls of those sung about by Sunshine Rainbow White Horse, grind them into soul sand using a millstone, and refine them with soul fire to remove impurities. Absorbing this soul sand would make his soul immortal.

Dumbledore wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Child, why don't you just learn to make Horcruxes? I can apply to Fudge to provide you with some heinous criminals for your experiments. With your methods, I feel like Voldemort would end up getting tattoos of you."

Horatio shot Dumbledore a disdainful look and ignored him. He picked up the diary from the table. "I'm leaving. See you tonight."

Then, using Kei, he drew a circle in the air, and a portal with a golden, sparking edge appeared out of nowhere. It led directly to the Weasley house.

Dumbledore watched this scene in astonishment. Where had this fiend learned this trick? That magic looked very advanced.

While Dumbledore was still in shock, Horatio used Diffindo to shatter the display case containing the Sorting Hat, grabbed the Sorting Hat, and fled into the portal.

"Help!!! Someone's kidnapping the hat!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

"Old man, I'm borrowing the Sorting Hat to play with. I'll return it tonight," Horatio shouted to Dumbledore as he ran into the portal, then closed it.

"HORATIO!!!" Dumbledore's furious voice echoed throughout Hogwarts.

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Horatio arrived at the Weasley house through the portal. They were just about to leave and were stunned when they saw Horatio emerge from the portal.

"Fred, have I packed my things?"

Fred nodded subconsciously and pointed to the small cart being pulled by Nut not far away. "It's all packed inside according to the note you left."

Horatio nodded, quickly ran towards Nut, mounted it, and simultaneously opened a portal in front of him. He rode Nut straight into the portal and fled.

Shortly after Horatio escaped, Dumbledore pursued him. Suppressing his anger, he asked Molly, "Where is Horatio?"

Although Molly was surprised by what Horatio had done to make Dumbledore so angry, she still replied, "He ran into a golden door."

Dumbledore nodded and sensed the location of the phoenix feather. It was in Horatio's small room.

He then Apparated to Horatio's room and found it empty. Only a phoenix feather and a piece of paper with a grimace drawn on it remained on the bed.

Dumbledore was so enraged he almost spat blood and took a long time to calm down.

Dumbledore thought for a moment and then Apparated directly to King's Cross Station to intercept Horatio.

Meanwhile, Horatio had arrived at an apartment gifted to him by Wayne Stark. Having multiple hiding places was an ancestral wisdom.

Horatio grinned sinisterly and threw the Sorting Hat onto the bed, then began to manhandle it.

"No, don't touch there..."

Horatio's face was full of black lines. He had just added a small bug to the Sorting Hat; was it necessary to yell in such a misleading way?

An hour later, Horatio transformed Nut into Sunshine Rainbow White Horse and packed it into an airline crate, placing it alongside Hathor's crate. He then placed the Sorting Hat in front of Isis and Nephthys's birdcage.

After opening a portal to the restroom at King's Cross Station, he pushed the small cart and arrived at King's Cross Station.

Arriving between platforms 9 and 10, just as Horatio expected, Dumbledore was indeed waiting for him there.

To avoid attracting the attention of Muggles, Dumbledore transformed his wizarding robes into ordinary Muggle clothing.

Seeing Horatio, Dumbledore rushed forward and snatched the Sorting Hat from his cart. He inspected it but found nothing unusual.

It was a joke. He had only added a small bug to the Sorting Hat. With his Alchemy skills, it would be a miracle if Dumbledore could find this small bug.

Dumbledore put away the Sorting Hat, punched Horatio twice on the head, and said fiercely, "I'll deal with you when we get back to school."

Horatio clutched his head and squatted down. "Old man, just you wait. I'm going to build myself a damage-reflection helmet."

"Understood. By the way, aren't you going to do something about that?" Horatio said, pointing between platforms 9 and 10.

Dumbledore turned around and saw Harry and Ron tumbling around, with Muggles looking at them strangely.

Dumbledore sighed, holding his forehead. Not a single one of them was easy to handle.