A name surfaced in Sirius Black's mind, and the thought terrified him. He shook his head hard, his hands clamping tightly around the armrests. You-Know-Who's forces were now stirring up terrorist attacks abroad and constantly spreading fear among the Muggle world in Britain as well. According to the Order of the Phoenix's information, quite a few Pureblood families had also begun contacting him, preparing for his return to the British Magical World, preparing for a comeback—the second war in the British wizarding world was unavoidable.
"You mean You-Know-Who?" Sirius Black said hoarsely, his throat aching as if something were lodged in it. He had thought of a possibility: Harry might have become the most dangerous, most evil Dark Magic object in the world. But then, thinking it over carefully, ever since You-Know-Who had chosen his godson between Harry and Neville because of the Prophecy and marked him as his mortal enemy, he had never given up plotting to kill Harry all these years. In that case, his earlier idea that Harry had become a Dark Magic object should have been impossible. You-Know-Who could not possibly have made Harry into a Horcrux.
"On the night You-Know-Who tried to kill Harry, after Mrs. Potter used her own life to stand between them and cast that ancient protective charm, Tom's Killing Curse rebounded onto himself... That caused a fragment of Tom's soul to be blasted away, and it could only attach itself to the only living soul in that collapsed house..." Allen said. Hearing a somewhat harsh breath coming from Sirius Black, he nodded slightly and continued, "Sirius Black, Harry's condition wasn't something Tom intended... It has always baffled him... You know Tom's background. Though his talent was extraordinary, he lacked a great deal of common knowledge... And being so arrogant, he also