Walking into the principal's office again, Harry felt extremely complicated.

If it were before, he would be very excited because of all the offices, Dumbledore's room was the most interesting.

All kinds of strange magical items; there are also the Phoenix Fox that will ignite spontaneously; silverware that sprays smoke...

But at this moment, Harry was not interested in these things, only endless fatigue.

The office is still an office, but now it is so strange.

After he walked in, he stood in the middle of the room and looked around gently.

Harry quickly found what he was looking for, the strange torn hat, placed on the shelf.

He ignored the curious eyes of the old principals on the wall and walked straight to the branch hat.

Harry put his hat on his head and said in his ear:

"Is there something I can't figure it out, Harry Potter?"

"Oh, yes." Harry whispered in a vague way, "I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you...I want to ask..."

"Why did I want to put you in Slytherin when I was in the branch office?" Hat had seen what Harry was thinking, and it said softly:

"Yes... your position is not easy to be accurate, but I still stick to my choice..."

"Because I have Voldemort's soul on my forehead?" Harry asked directly.

The branch hat stopped talking, and the portraits on the wall were whispering to each other, not knowing what they were discussing.

"Thank you, I gave me a definite answer." Harry put the sewing hat back.

The office door was opened and Dumbledore walked in with a serious expression.

"Have William and Hermione left, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Yes, they both have a lot to deal with." Dumbledore sat down in the chair and said tiredly:

"Harry, what were you talking about with the Sorting Hat just now?"

"Talk a chat..." Harry paused, maintaining a reluctant smile: "Did it give students a missed college?"

"Then it will tell you, never." Dumbledore looked at Harry, his wand swung, and two cups appeared on the table.

"What do you think?"

Harry picked up the cup and held it in the palm of his hand.

Smelling the unique fragrance, he recognized that it was Mrs. Smota, three brooms, who ripened honey with oak.

Harry tasted it once before and loved it very much.

But he didn't drink it, just sniffed the smell.

"Maybe, the school hat gave the wrong class to the bug tail?"

Dumbledore's slender fingers raised, his fingertips touched each other, staring at him:

"Actually, the Sorting Hat wanted to divide Peter into Slytherin.

But Peter refused. When he was in the branch office, he had his own ideas like you.

You know, the Sorting Hat sometimes takes full account of the student’s opinions.”

Harry felt very uncomfortable.

Especially when I learned that the Tortoise had almost entered Slytherin like him, I refused the sequencing hat and came to Gryffindor.

"Why? Why did he want to go to Gryffindor?" Harry asked curiously.

"Peter envies strong people and brave men like James Porter and Sirius Black." Dumbledore explained:

"And both of them went to Gryffindor."

"Do you think there is a mistake in the sequencing hat?"

"I think..." Dumbledore sighed softly: "It's a little too hasty on Severus."

"Professor Snape?" Harry was shocked when he heard this name.

"Severus is braver than anyone I have ever contacted." Dumbledore said slowly:

"You should already know that he has always been my spy, loyal to me.

He was at Voldemort, risking his life to find out for us.”

Harry's eyes flashed, and he recognized Dumbledore's words.

Every time he saw Voldemort, he felt very uncomfortable, but Snape was able to spy with that man all the time.

This is not something that ordinary wizards can tolerate.

"Harry, I'm just trying to tell you." Dumbledore looked at the child and said softly:

“The school hat will divide students into different colleges.

But it does not mean that he does not meet the standards of other colleges.

Don’t just equate students with their colleges, thus creating an opposition.”

Dumbledore leaned against the back of the chair, raised his head and said gently:

"It's like even if the Sorting Hat thinks you should go to Slytherin, you're perfectly in line with Gryffindor."

"Professor..." Harry asked in confusion: "What is Gryffindor?"

Dumbledore's two slender fingertips touched each other, and his chin was placed on his fingertips, and his blue pupils looked at Harry through the half-moon lens.

“Not cruel,

Never cowardly;

never give up,

Never surrender.”

Harry repeated these words repeatedly, his eyes firmly at the end, and there was no trace of confusion again.

He said calmly:

"So, tell me, professor. Am I Voldemort's Horcrux?"

Dumbledore nodded without hiding it at all:

"The night when Voldemort tried to kill you, Lily casts a magic of 'love' for you at the cost of her life.

The killing curse bounced on Voldemort, and a fragment of his soul was blown away and attached to you.

Four years ago, Tom had no intention of destroying that soul, but he used the killing curse on you again and made another Horcrux.”

“So, you have the ability to talk to the snake and can connect Voldemort’s thoughts.

If you want to completely kill Voldemort, that soul must be destroyed.”

When he was captured by Tom to the underworld, Harry had already realized something.

At this time the truth was revealed, and he was very calm.

It seemed that he was not the one who was about to die.

"Thank you for your honesty, so that I finally knew the truth, not deceived me." Harry raised his cup and smiled freely:

"I'm ready, professor, ready to go to death."

Dumbledore also raised his cup and gave Harry a cup.

"How long will I have?" Harry slowly stood up.

“This summer.”

"Enough, enough for me to say goodbye to everyone." Harry walked towards the door and finally turned around and said:

"Goodbye, Professor Dumbledore. Thank you for your care for me over the years."

Dumbledore was already in tears after drinking.

...

...

The oak door was pushed open suddenly.

A middle-aged man with greasy hair broke in rudely.

There was a strong smell of wine in the room.

Dumbledore was drinking alone, with many empty bottles on the table.

He didn't care that Snape broke in, but raised his head and said drunk:

"Severus, William has told you the plan?"

"He asked me to kill the snake..." Snape stared at Dumbledore:

"Shi Da Ke also told me that snakes are Horcruxes, and Harry is also Horcruxes?!"
To be continued...