"You said he asked you to choose a piece of chocolate cake?!"
If the house were any more fragile, r's voice could penetrate the walls: "What nonsense is this?"
He knew the word cake, but he didn't know that soul mates were made from cake! Not even if it was a cake made by Merlin himself!
Harry rubbed his sore ears.
"He...he asked me to choose one piece of cake from two pieces in that dream," Harry recalled the details. "He said, originally, he planned to give one piece to me and one piece to you, and then he planned to give two pieces to me. Give them both to me... and ask me whether I like bitter or sweet ones. The two cakes look exactly the same, both are chocolate cakes, so I said I can eat them both, and then asked him what they were, and he said they were useful and good things. .”
"Three-year-old children know not to eat anything casually," r growled at him, "all you did to prepare was to ask him a question?!"
"That's Professor Felton," Harry said with an indescribable expression, "I have always believed that he would not harm me. Besides, haven't you also drank his elixir?"
——That’s because I know it’s me! r cursed in his heart.
"How did you answer him?" R asked rudely.
"I said since they are all the same, I want the bitter one, because you don't like to eat anything too bitter, neither black coffee nor dark chocolate." Harry said dryly, "And after I ate it, he He also said that I should leave the bitter piece to you."
r rolled his eyes: "I'm not surprised at all! Then what?"
"Nothing more." Harry said, "That's the only thing I think is a bit suspicious."
Felton—or rather, the other r—was gentle but distant toward him. Harry had a hard time thinking of a time when an unknown spell might have been cast.
"How do you know it's the cake's problem?" R said, "Maybe it's because of something else. Maybe it has nothing to do with him at all."
That's what he said, but R himself also suspected that it was the cake's problem. However, he needed to steer Harry in a different direction, because this conversation was going to be quite predictable, and he didn't like the outcome.
"The bearers of soul mates are both of us," Harry said calmly, "We didn't make any vows like the normal procedure, and we are not lovers." At this point, he paused and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. "It must have been built using unconventional methods. As another you, Professor Felton, since he can push the contract to you, he is the most suspect in this matter."
r swallowed.
Maybe we were born that way. He wanted to say this, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.
Harry lowered his eyes and rethought the clues in his head, but still found nothing. This is not because he is not smart enough, it can only be said that there is too little useful information.
"If he did it," he murmured, "why did he do it? What's the purpose?"
Everything must have a cause, a set of logic. What's the benefit of tying Harry and R together with this contract?
Could it be that he expected that r would lose contact after taking over the mission of the Department of Mysteries, so he left a communication method for him? Like a dedicated phone line?
No, this joke is not funny!
"Trouble," Harry scratched his hair and sighed, "If we don't figure out how it was established, we may not be able to unravel it at this stage."
r held his breath.
I'm coming! Damn Harry Saint Xavier!
He knew he would say that! "Unlock the link"?
This is the last thing he wants to hear right now!
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What is a "soul mate"?
A popular science book called "Magic Customs You Don't Know" describes it this way:
"They are called creatures of nature, favored darlings of magic, to be treated only by"
"Discovered" and cannot be "produced". Ordinary people without magic power will never be able to tell whether they have met their natural partner throughout their lives, but wizards are very lucky to have the right to touch this realm. Soul mates may be matched at birth, or they may establish a matching relationship through vows the day after tomorrow. But, even so, only lovers who are equal in opposition, overcome all obstacles, and are never false in love can become soul mates when they swear an oath. Otherwise, even if a pair of powerful wizards make an oath, this ancient tradition Magic still won't recognize them. "
"Even Muggles, as long as they find the person who is born to belong to them, the mysterious power will still recognize them. We have no way of knowing for the time being whether this mysterious power belongs to magic, but there is no doubt that even Muggles, hurt , People who betray each other will still become extremely unfortunate at some point in their lives. This may be fate retaliating against him for betraying his vows and abandoning his other half, because the fate of a pair of soul mates begins at the moment they are linked. , are closely connected.”
"Soul mates are natural creatures that do not abide by human values. Until it is actually confirmed, no one can know what kind of person the person with whom they can become a soul mate will be. In this regard, gender, status and even race None of them were included in the filtering options. In the fourteenth century, there was a village that recorded such a story - a girl fell in love with the unicorn who accompanied her. They did not understand each other in the language, but they vowed to accompany each other for life. Magic recognized They are soul mates. Is this a "match" that is determined from birth, or is it a "synchrony" that succeeds only after the hearts are connected? We have no way of knowing. "
"The only thing we can be sure of is that it will not become a heavy shackles on the road to love. We may not meet the other half of our destiny throughout our lives, or we may meet that person at some point in our lives and start An indescribable, magical relationship, or you can choose the person you want to choose, go through the test of love, and conclude a relationship that is more sacred than marriage. From then on, the fate of the two people will be connected together, and one person's The choice will deeply affect both people."
And in the popular science book that Harry was reading, which was from the college library, there was a large section of scrawled annotations written by an unknown senior:
"The recognition of magic rituals is just a burden brought by legends. No matter what, in love and in reality, only the choice of soul is the most important. Becoming each other's soul mate does not mean that happiness will be guaranteed. In 1780, An officer from Russia killed his enemy, but he himself died suddenly for no reason at that moment. Judging from their life experiences that were too similar and too close, did they die because of the link of soul mates? Did they not? Realizing this? Does this mean that what exists between two "synchronic" souls is not necessarily love? "
——I don’t know why this senior or senior sister felt so deeply. When Harry saw this, he wanted to find out if there were any relevant papers in the industry, but he gradually forgot about it.
This was the only detailed explanation Harry knew. Strictly speaking, soul mates do not belong to practical magic, and they do not have any medical research. After Harry heard about this idea at the wedding, he put it behind him - he was not practical about this kind of magic. Not interested in magic.
It can't even be called a spell. It is a phenomenon, innate or caused by an oath, and it cannot be learned. Through certain spells or oaths, its own magic power becomes visible. It means that the souls of two people are "approved" to become a unique pair, sharing destiny, sharing life, and even being sacred and inseparable.
To be honest, Harry had always regarded it as a legend - whatever the status of "Snow White" in his heart, this legend had its status.
Then, before he fell seriously ill, he was informed by the Department of Mysteries: he had become a contemporary example of fairy-tale legend.
Harry didn't know how this happened. real. He was sure that he had not made any vows, nor had he held any ceremony with R. He had never heard that soul mates could be found without opening their mouths, holding a wand, or even appearing when one person was not present. When the Department of Mysteries told him this as an answer to a question,
He felt on the spot that the Department of Mysteries was playing a joke on him.
However, the Department of Mysteries says they weren't kidding.
"Soulmates have strong magical priority," one of the shadows said. "According to your memory, the target wants to harm you mentally and fundamentally - and everyone who has a soulmate , has certain protection in terms of spirit and soul. The laws of magic protect the souls of each pair of soul mates. You can understand it this way - enemies can easily destroy people's hearts, but the relationship between soul mates is sacred and inviolable. To tamper with and hurt people's spirits and souls is to maliciously destroy this relationship. Can you understand?"
"I don't understand." Harry replied blankly at the time, "I don't even know how it... um, how it was successfully connected. I don't have such a need. Have you made a mistake?"
"No." The shadows said, "When Riddle hurt you, there was a golden light, remember? That was your link protecting you, Mr. Potter-Xavier."
Harry recalled it and realized that it was the light that hurt Riddle, causing his palms to bleed. It's just that Riddle seems to be in the stage of madness and turns a blind eye to this harm.
"So," he asked the Department of Mysteries dazedly at the time, "is there a harmless way to unravel such a link?"
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Snape walked out of the Leaky Cauldron with his newly purchased medicinal ingredients in his arms.
After selling some high-quality potions, he finally had a lot of money and could have some extra money to purchase new materials for experiments. Conceive, purchase, cook, experiment... Putting his ideas into practice one by one, and then improving them, this is what he looks forward to doing most during the difficult summer vacation.
Only by facing his most beloved potion could he completely forget all the misfortunes in his life. Only in the field of potions could he feel that he was not only alive, but also living efficiently. In this field, he can feel his talent, clearly perceive his step-by-step progress, and his bright future.
He won't always be like this.
Thinking of this, the corners of Snape's mouth that had been pulling down curved upward in a stiff upward arc. His pace couldn't help but quicken, even though there were so many people in London that he could easily be lost due to his size, but he soon turned into an alley.
The two figures followed him seemingly casually, maintaining a certain distance, and within a few minutes, they turned into the alley.
They were dressed in ordinary clothes, holding briefcases and newspapers. They looked like people passing by accidentally, but when they were following the teenager, they were very focused and very hidden. One of them would widen his eyes from time to time, and some light spots would shine on him. The pupils of the eyes flicker, and if you look carefully, you will find that these light spots are constantly moving like positioning.
Not long after, they followed the young man and turned into another road. Before long, one of them stopped and pulled his companion sharply.
"Get out of the way!" he whispered.
The leaves on the roadside trembled, and some medicinal powder suddenly came towards them. If they hadn't been able to dodge quickly, they would have inhaled the medicinal powder by now.
The man with the twinkling eyes did not look around aimlessly. He immediately looked in a direction. But just when he was about to take measures, a strong wind suddenly blew up, carrying dust and blowing it violently toward them!
The two people were shocked - it was a scorching sun day, there were not even a few clouds in the sky, how could there be strong wind! They quickly held their breath and wanted to escape from here, but immediately, they felt that their skin began to itch, and as they scratched, the itch became more and more serious. After a while, the two of them fell to the ground itchy and let go. Take a breath.
This is actually a drug that takes effect on contact! They were wrong!
Ten seconds later, they couldn't resist another kind of medicinal powder mixed in with the wind, and fell into a deep sleep.
"snort."
The strong wind stopped, and a young man with black hair and old clothes came out from behind the tree. He looked at the two people on the ground with a gloomy face and took a few breaths.
, and then put away his mother's old wand.
Perhaps most people would think that a teenager from an ordinary family would not be able to detect a slight degree of stalking, but as someone who has been outsmarting a tough guy like Potterk for almost five years, he is extremely sensitive to this kind of behavior. . Sometimes, he didn't even detect any clues, just a feeling, and he could be sure that someone was following him - and most of the time, this kind of person was planning to cause harm.
Lily once joked that this was Snape's "sixth sense", but the latter refused to admit it.
After looking the two people up and down, and briefly searching their bodies, Snape could not find any wands or suspected magic items. Snape breathed a sigh of relief, and then scraped the two people up and down with disgust.
Snape had heard in nearby neighborhoods that human traffickers were suspected to have been around recently, so, ha, was this the legendary human trafficker?
Snape couldn't think of a second possibility. He didn't look wealthy at all, nor was he a pretty girl, and the people following him had no intention of doing anything other than trafficking. Now that he has knocked people down, he has no intention of punishing the evildoers. However, as a Slytherin, of course he also has to pay a price.
He took out his mother's old wand again, with that sneer on his face that he always wore after successfully getting revenge on someone.
"Oh, Severus?"
At this time, a man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly turned over from the avenue. As soon as he saw Snape, he approached in surprise: "What are you doing? Who is this?"
Snape quickly put away his wand. He gave the man an unpleasant look and recognized him as a recent friend of his alcoholic father. Enthusiastic, hospitable, rich, but seems a little unclear - who would be friends with trash?
"Two robbers," Snape lied casually after careful consideration, "I hit them on the back of the head with a brick and was about to escape."
"Oh my god, this is really dangerous, kid," the man sighed. "I didn't expect you to be quite strong. These evildoers should go to the police station. Fortunately, I came over to take a look - you went out alone. Where are you going? Can I give you a ride?"
"I'm going home already. I don't need your kindness, sir." Snape said unceremoniously, unwilling to tangle with him any more, and turned around and left.
Who knows, the man grabbed his hand.
"Don't leave in a hurry," the man said. "I think we can still talk."
Whoosh!
Snape heard a slight sound. Immediately, he felt as if something had been stabbed in his neck, and it felt cold.
He stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, and his consciousness immediately became shaky. The latter smiled casually, let go of his hand, and instead dragged the two unconscious men on the ground.
"I'm lucky today," the man said. "There are three samples."
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"Untie?! Why should you untie it!"
r was like a machine gun, firing a barrage of words at Harry.
"The contract of a soulmate will protect the soul of the contractor, support them to be themselves, and protect them from external magic changing their minds and memories. Even, under certain circumstances, it can protect the body of the contractor, repair damage on its own, and strengthen both parties. A magical connection." R deliberately focused the narrative on the benefits, "That's why we have a dream. When Riddle tries to get his dirty hands in, this connection will protect both of us—"
It sounded like R himself had known about this matter in great detail before Harry discovered it.
great. Very good. Harry rubbed his temples, feeling sad.
Look how nice this is. Another thing that r knew but he didn't know.
He was really curious about his image in R's eyes - why did he feel so fragile in R's heart?
