Deceptive Bell

"What a coincidence. The Horcrux whose location I know happens to be the last one you haven't found."

The corners of Bell's mouth curled up, revealing the look of an old farmer seeing that the chives were ready to be harvested again.

Honestly, he had not expected Harry and the other members of the Order of the Phoenix to be so capable. Even without Dumbledore leading them, they had managed to gather Voldemort's Horcruxes so quickly. This greatly increased his chances of persuading Harry to become a "volunteer."

"Really? That's wonderful! Bell, tell me quickly, what exactly is the last Horcrux? Where was it hidden?"

Harry looked at Bell excitedly. Sure enough, his plan to "seek information from Pure-blood Families" had been correct. In one stroke, it had solved the problem that had troubled them for nearly a year. Arthur and the others would surely be delighted when they heard the good news.

"Harry, have you never considered why, when you're nearby, you can accurately sense the location of Voldemort's Horcruxes?"

Rather than directly giving Harry the answer, Bell posed a question.

"Hm? Isn't it because I once defeated Voldemort?"

Harry tilted his head, not understanding why Bell had brought up such an unrelated question at this moment.

Come to think of it, even now, he still did not know how he had defeated Voldemort, whom everyone in the Magical World feared, when he had only just been born.

But since Professor Dumbledore had said that he was the one who defeated him, Harry had not thought much more about it. After all, how could Professor Dumbledore possibly lie to him?

"No! How did you know I can sense the location of Horcruxes when I'm close to them? Didn't you say you weren't a member of the Order of the