In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter - Chapter 532: Compatibility

At the same time, Jon was catching up on the situation in Grindelwald’s office.

Lily also brought Harry to find Slytherin’s portrait immediately after he got acquainted with Neville, Ron of this world, and they got to know each other well.

How to solve the issue of Harry being Horcrux, she had placed the biggest hope on Slytherin.

Because he was the one who guided Voldemort who had travelled through time, to reabsorb the soul that had originally been split apart, and those items that had originally hosted the Horcruxes didn’t seem to have been damaged in the slightest, and they were all placed in the Headmaster’s office of the Hogwarts Castle without any problems before.

Since there was a way to remove it from those items, there was nothing to worry about Harry’s current situation.

Lily led Harry quickly to the place where Dumbledore had fallen into a deep sleep, which was usually looked after by McGonagall. The structure of everything was unchanged from before, and the portraits of the previous headmasters were all still hanging there.

After they came in, Harry felt a wave of inexplicable sadness when he saw the peaceful face of the one who was lying on the bed. Dumbledore, who was obviously breathing steadily and had a very healthy body, would not wake up again in this world.

No matter which world Dumbledore he might be, he doesn’t give him a sense of alienation, it’s as if there’s no difference between the two.

“We shouldn’t be sad, he’s just resting, he has done enough of everything he could for us, and now he needs some rest too.”

Lily said softly while pulling Harry out of that sour mood.

And just as they entered the room, the portraits on the walls all turned their eyes towards them.

Of course, they all recognised Lily, and naturally, it was Harry, whom they had never seen before, that they were focusing on.

“This is your son?”

Easily, Dilys guessed Harry’s identity; after all, mother and son had such similar eyes.

“Yes.”

There was an audible gasp from the group of headmasters on the wall, and they began to comment on Harry as if they were spectating some cherished species.

“This is the legendary Child of the Prophecy?”

“That prophecy is better left unmentioned, as Sybill had tarnished her family’s reputation.”

“But isn’t this all already proved that that prophecy of hers was actually right? Our world is only in this situation because Voldemort travelled back in time to change what was originally established.”

“Well, that proves that Sybill has some real skills after all.”

“You’re ignoring her bad habit of making a cursed remark every time she meets someone, if she can change that one, then I can admit that she has some real skills.”

Harry didn’t feel twitchy about their discussion, the portraits of these Headmasters were largely unchanged from the ones in the Headmaster’s office at Hogwarts where he had been, and instead, Harry felt a sense of closeness to them as they talked amongst themselves in such a fragmented manner.

Except for the one portrait that he felt vaguely familiar with, the person within it seemed like someone he had seen somewhere else, who had been staring at him ever since he had entered the room, the one with the goatee, an old guy who looked more like a monkey than anything else.

And by this time, Lily had respectfully called out the name of the person on that portrait.

“Mr Slytherin, I came here today to ask for your help to examine Harry.”

Upon hearing Lily’s address, it dawned on Harry why he thought the old man looked familiar.

It was in his second year that he, along with Ron, had once seen a statue of him in the Chamber of Secrets, and at the moment the portrait looked exactly like that statue.

“I noticed as soon as he walked in the door.”

The Slytherin’s voice wasn’t exactly pleasant to listen to, and he kept his gaze firmly on Harry, giving Harry the feeling that he was being watched by some sort of viper.

“A living being, made into a Horcrux.”

After he said that, the entire room went silent for a split second, and the Headmasters, who were still chattering and bickering, had a dumbfounded look on their faces, and then their eyes began to glow, and they looked at Harry as if he were some sort of living fossil!

“People can be made into Horcrux?”

“Animals are alive too, so why not?”

“So do we have to kill him? Kill him to defeat Voldemort? Well, it makes sense.”

“Shut your mouth! Phineas, no one will think you’re stupid if you don’t talk!”

Lily didn’t bother to listen to all the shock from the Headmasters, but instead looked at the Slytherin in seriousness, and asked with a pleading tone.

“Can you help him?”

“People and artefacts are different.”

Slytherin’s expression was serious as he looked at Harry, it was hard to tell what he was thinking with his cloudy gaze.

“People are more complicated, especially wizards with magical powers who possess a normal functioning mind and soul. Now another soul fragment is entangled with him, and it is obvious that it didn’t happen a short time ago, they have long-established an extremely close connection with each other, and this connection is not an easy thing to be severed without causing damage to your son.”

Lily’s face instantly paled with disappointment, but she could also tell that the Slytherin just didn’t sugarcoat it, and what he meant was that it wasn’t an easy feat, not that it was a completely impossible feat to do.

The Slytherin was pondering, and it seemed like he was remembering something.

“But there’s one interesting magic that seems to precisely differentiate between two different kinds of magic and then absorb some of it, I think that kind of magic might be able to be used on the Horcrux.”

Lily held her breath.

“What kind of magic?”

“I don’t know, the person who used it never said what kind of magic it was, and, it seems, only one person knows it. The only good news, though. That person is on our side.”

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“-The general counter-spell is far beyond regular magic, but also because it’s general, the limitations are great, except that if the magic is strong enough and the ‘will’ is strong enough, then the range is again infinitely expanded.”

After listening to Jon’s explanation, Grindelwald had a somewhat strange expression on his face.

“What is far beyond the norm is not the general counter-spell, but this kind of spell casting you are talking about, I can understand wandless spell casting, but what do you mean by using your body as a wand? So your attempt with Albus in the other world worked?”

Jon rubbed his chin.

“It seems to have been partially successful, the only exception is the general counter-spell. It’s like my body is now immune to a portion of spells, and it’s also able to absorb the magic contained in that portion of the spell.”

He held up the ring in his hand that had been embedded with gems.

“Now this ring becomes a storage for all that magic, after all, there is still a difference between the magic of everyone and everything, and there is no way for me to make other people’s magic intermingle and be compatible with my own.”

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