The Last One

"What? Are you looking for Horcruxes?"

Without letting Harry continue agonizing over it, Bell stated Harry's purpose outright.

That question made Hermione and Ron look at Harry in surprise.

"H-how did you know?!"

Harry stared at Bell in shock. His greatest secret had been exposed in a single sentence, and shaken to the core, he involuntarily took two steps back.

"Was it that hard to guess?"

Bell spread his hands, unable to understand Harry's question.

Over the past two years, Arthur and the others had never stopped their covert operations. Although Bell had not specifically investigated their whereabouts, it was not difficult to piece together what they were doing from the fragmented intelligence.

"So, how many have you found?"

Bell asked.

"H-how many? What are you talking about?"

Harry retreated several more steps. He was starting to regret rashly coming to Bell today. He was now considering whether he should flee immediately, then find Professor McGonagall and tell her about Bell.

"What else could it be? Of course I mean Voldemort's Horcruxes. Isn't that what your Order of the Phoenix is looking for right now?

Don't be so tense. Relax, I'm not going to eat you. Don't worry, I have no interest in interfering with the love-hate drama between you and Voldemort.

In fact, if you need it, I can even offer you a little 'insignificant' help. After all, I don't like that noseless ugly freak either. He's far too bad for the city's appearance."

Bell slowly unfurled his "scroll."

"You even know about the Order of the Phoenix?! Y-you... are you a member too?"

Having been shocked too many times in such a short span, Harry instead calmed down once he reached the limit.

He had always known that the Order of the Phoenix included more than just Arthur,