From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 295 Dead Harry

Harry patted his godfather and said, "Don't worry, Sirius. My death is inevitable. Only in this way can we completely destroy Voldemort's hope of resurrection. And Ivy will resurrect me. Maybe I only need to stay in the afterlife for a short while before I can see my parents. Then you will be able to see me again, and maybe my parents too."

"Have you made up your mind?" Ivy calmly took a sip of black tea. "I can help you now, okay?"

"...Uh, Ivy." Harry couldn't help but shudder when he heard Ivy's tone that didn't take human life seriously. "Will it hurt? I mean, when you die."

"I can't answer that question." Ivy glanced at the pile of cockroaches on Dumbledore's desk, then took out his wand and turned them into chocolate balls before throwing them into his mouth to eat. "After all, I haven't died. But as far as I can tell, the Killing Curse is painless, or do you want the Basilisk to do it for you? I'm keeping it well."

Hearing the word "Basilisk", Harry couldn't help but look at Snape on the other side. Last year, he saved Harry's life, but he made eye contact with the Basilisk and lost his life.

It was in this headmaster's office that Harry later witnessed Ivy awaken Snape from death.

Snape also noticed Harry's gaze and said dryly: "I will not describe to you the feeling of death. Even if you know it, it will not bring much comfort."

Although Harry had made up his mind, when he really faced death, he couldn't help feeling dizzy. His stomach was churning and his intestines were twisted together with fear.

"I'm not going to die..." Harry closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "I want to be reunited with Mom and Dad... and bring them all back..."

The longing for his parents and family love helped Harry overcome his fear. He felt his heart beating so strongly and firmly that even if it would stop soon, it would still not be tired.

"Come on." Harry opened his arms calmly and said to Ivy, "Right here...right now..."

"Very courageous." Ivy clapped his hands slightly, "But I still have some precautions to tell you. You have to remember every word I say next."

"I guess that people move around in the world of the dead through thoughts. That is to say, if you want to go somewhere, try your best to imagine that place. The clearer the better. The same goes for people you want to see. You need to picture their faces in your mind and be eager to see them. According to my thinking, your parents are your blood relatives. Following the blood connection, you should be able to find them easily. But I also want to test the possibility of finding other dead people based on their appearance and name." At this point, Ivy paused.

He looked at Dumbledore. "Give me a little insight into your sister, just a little, and I'll help put that information into Harry's head. And of course your brother, Sirius."

Since hearing that Ariana had a chance to be resurrected, Dumbledore became quite silent, just quietly listening to everything that happened in the headmaster's office. Hearing Ivy's words, he took a deep breath, put his wand against his temple, and then gently pulled it, bringing out a silver-white light band.

Ivy stretched out his wand, absorbed Dumbledore's memory, lifted it into the air, and stirred the bright band of light vigorously, just like beating eggs.

Silver Lime Tree's wand flew up and down, and in a moment, the thought of Ariana turned into a misty thing, with no bright spots in it.

Ivy directed the foggy memory to Harry's nose and said, "Breathe in! Harry! Breathe deeply, and breathe all these memories into your brain!"

Although Harry took a deep breath obediently, he obviously forgot to exhale before inhaling, and as a result, his face almost turned purple, and there was still a little tail left outside.

Dumbledore gripped his wand nervously, looking as if he wanted to help Harry push back the remaining memories.

But Ivy did it for him. He used his wand to summon a breeze, which brought a little tail of Ariana's memory into Harry's nose.

Harry, whose nasal mucosa was attacked, couldn't help but sneeze, but he was afraid that his reaction would make Ivy's magic fail, so he had to quickly cover his nose and mouth with both hands.

"Think of Ariana Dumbledore!" Ivy instructed. "Close your eyes."

Harry closed his eyes obediently and had just recited Ariana's name silently when he saw a thin girl appear in front of him.

"I saw it!" Harry shouted, and then quickly covered his mouth because he noticed some memories coming out of his mouth again.

"She is thin, her face is very pale, her hair has just a little bit of red, and overall it is more like brown..." Harry continued to describe Ariana's appearance. Dumbledore nervously clenched his wand and listened carefully to every word.

"Yes! That's all..." said Dumbledore, with a drop of sweat hanging on his crooked nose. "She is only fourteen years old... a good girl..."

After helping Harry deal with the memories about Ariana, it was time to deal with the memories about Regulus.

The experienced Harry quickly saw what Regulus looked like: "He looks a lot like Sirius, but not as handsome as Sirius, and a little shorter..."

Sirius smiled and seemed not so worried about Harry anymore.

"So, I can go..." Harry paused, feeling a little awkward, "...die?"

"My speculation about the world of the dead may not be correct. If it's different from what I said, it's up to you to adapt to the situation." Ivy tried to say something else to divert Harry's attention. "But in any case, say hello to your parents for me, Harry."

"Of course, I'll pass your greetings on to..." Apparently Ivy succeeded. Before Harry could express any further feelings about death, a beam of green light hit him.

That green light was the infamous Killing Curse. Ivy, who was sitting opposite Harry, did not use a wand nor utter any spell.

He had activated the killing curse with his eyes. Ever since he became a nine-ring spellcaster, Ivy felt that he had become adept at many wizard magics, not to mention that he had used the wish spell so many times in a row in the world of Arda.

The principle of the wish technique is also to achieve the goal by distorting reality, which is similar to the magic of wizards, but the wish technique is more powerful and has more diverse functions.

Harry, who was hit by the Gaze Killing Curse, fell straight to the ground without even having time to close his mouth and eyes.

Sirius stood up from the chair holding his head, staring at Ivy with a shocked and complicated look. He couldn't understand how someone could be chatting one second and use the killing curse without any warning the next second.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ivy raised her eyebrows. "I did that on purpose to relieve Harry's psychological pressure."

"But you also bring psychological pressure to us..." Dumbledore let out a long breath, "Honestly, Ivy, what did you do on this trip? I feel like I don't know you anymore."

"In short, I participated in a dragon-slaying expedition, fought several wars against evil, fought a demon king who had been dead for thousands of years, and finally met a god who created the world." Ivy said easily, "It's a pretty exciting experience, right?"

"But there is another thing right now." Ivy waved her hand to make Harry's body float up, and then put her wand on the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. "I also need to resolve the connection between Voldemort and Harry..."

A few tiny flashes of lightning flashed between the wand and Harry's forehead, and there was a crackling sound. Harry, who had been stiff, suddenly began to struggle, and a scream that was not like a human voice came out of his mouth. The shrill sound echoed throughout the principal's office.

Sirius and Snape couldn't help but cover their ears.

"What happened?" Sirius asked loudly, "Why is this happening!"

Ivy stopped the magic, and Harry's body stopped screaming like a deflated screaming chicken, and his struggling limbs went limp.

"This is really a path I had never imagined..." Ivy rubbed his chin, feeling a little tricky. "Because my Killing Curse did not carry any malicious intent, the protective magic that Lily cast on Harry was not activated at all. But it did not fail either. Instead, it trapped Voldemort's soul fragment inside, but it also protected it in a sense, so that I could not pull the soul fragment out. The reactions just now were made by Voldemort's soul fragment..."

"And Harry in this state cannot be considered dead... This statement is not rigorous. His soul has indeed gone to the world of the dead, but this body is still alive. Just now, under the stimulation of my magic, Voldemort's soul fragments have restored the body's breathing, and now the heart has begun to beat." Ivy reached out and probed Harry's mouth and nose, and then touched the aorta in his neck. "The pulsation is quite strong."

"What!" Sirius almost flew to the ceiling, "You said Voldemort is using Harry's body now?"

"There is no such thing as 'use'," Ivy corrected. "I've said before that the soul fragment is trapped in this body. Lily's love magic did not leave with Harry's soul because it is maintained by blood. As long as Harry's body is not dead, there is no reason for the magic to fail."

"But this is not a good thing for Voldemort." Ivy thought carefully for a while, "The soul fragment is too weak for Harry himself. It is like a baby who almost died. It has no way to control this body. It can only make a little stress response when facing my magic. It is the limit of what it can do."

"What should we do now? Isn't Voldemort's soul completely disappeared?" Sirius was almost going crazy, but there was nothing he could do. Who could accept that his closest godson suddenly turned into a big villain who killed his best friend?

"It's very simple." Ivy said indifferently, "Just let this body die again. Although Lily's love magic can resist malice and the killing curse, it can't protect against any damage caused by physical means. So just chop off Harry's head and let this body die again, Lily's love magic will collapse on its own. Then I can deal with Voldemort's soul fragments, and there will be no obstacles to Harry's resurrection."

Ivy's simple and rough solution made the other three people in the principal's office lean back in disbelief.

"Since there is a simple way, there must be a complicated way." Ivy continued, "If I take Harry's body away for research, maybe I can find a way to bypass the magic of love. The advantage of doing this is that the protective magic on Harry will not fail, and it can also save the cost of a resurrection. When the time comes, after dealing with Voldemort's soul fragments, we only need to strengthen the connection between body and soul, and Harry will be able to return from the world of the dead. At that time, his soul only needs to lie in his own body, and he will be able to jump out of the ground immediately."

"In short, these are the two options." Ivy concluded, and then looked at Sirius, "Sirius, you are Harry's godfather and Harry's guardian, you decide."

Sirius looked at Dumbledore for help, but even though the latter was an old wizard over a hundred years old, this was the first time he had seen such a situation, so he had no suggestions that could help and just shook his head.

On the other hand, this is also the advantage of living a long life, that is, you can encounter all kinds of strange situations.

"Where are you going to study Harry's...body?" Sirius hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not utter the word "corpse".

"Of course it's my Room of Requirement." Ivy answered without hesitation. "If you're worried, I can open a door in the principal's office. If you want to see Harry, you can come to me anytime."

"Well... then please find a way to preserve Lily's love magic..." Sirius took a deep look at Harry floating in the air, turned and walked out the door, "But the final exam is only a week away... I hope you can do it as soon as possible..."

"Of course I will." Ivy opened the Grimoire of Destruction, and the page with the door to the Room of Requirement flew up automatically and stuck to the wall of the principal's office.

"Don't tell anyone anything about today, Severus..." Dumbledore said tiredly. More strange things happened in these few hours than in the entire semester.

"..." Snape nodded, walked past Sirius without saying a word, and left the headmaster's office.

After the two professors left, Ivy personally directed Harry's body to walk into the door of the Room of Requirement. When he said goodbye to Dumbledore, the old wizard stopped him.

"Ariana...she...is an Obscurial..." Dumbledore said painfully, "You know the Obscurials, right? Their repressed magical power will turn into a repressive and dark magic, which is the Obscurus. The Obscurus is very unstable and will fluctuate violently with the host's emotions. Our mother died under Ariana's Obscurus..."

"Ivy...if she is resurrected...is there a possibility of recovery?" Dumbledore took a hard breath.

If resurrecting Ariana Dumbledore has always been the old wizard's delusion in order to seek inner relief, then now that this delusion can become a reality, he begins to worry that his sister will suffer more pain after her resurrection...

If Ariana's life would be more painful than death, perhaps Dumbledore would rather his heart be eaten away by guilt.

"Our magic comes from within," Ivy said. "The same is true for the Obscurus. Maybe I can eliminate the Obscurus, but if I can't make Ariana accept her own heart, I'm afraid the Obscurus will appear again."

"Then... is there any way for her to be an ordinary person... an ordinary person who can't do magic..." Dumbledore's heart was filled with pain. His sister was bullied by three Muggle boys, so she deliberately suppressed her magic and eventually became an Obscurial.

This is also why he believed for a while that wizards should rule over Muggles, and why he and Grindelwald made a blood pact "for the greater good".

"Don't think the worst, Dumbledore." Ivy comforted, "Let's wait for news about Harry first, okay?"

"Ah..." The old wizard wiped his eyes gently, "You are right... We should indeed wait for news from Harry first..."

Ivy nodded to Dumbledore and turned to enter the Room of Requirement.

In fact, as early as after noticing the mother's love magic in Harry, Ivy had already thought about how to deal with this magic.

This matter has to do with Ivy's ancient magic. More than a hundred years ago, the portraits of the four guardians in the map chamber showed him where the magic in the Hogwarts underground secret library came from.

It was extracted from other wizards by an ancient magic wizard named Isidora Morgana. She used ancient magic to extract the emotions and magic power of other people, and finally mixed them into an appearance very similar to the Obscurus, and hid them in the basement of Hogwarts.

Her original intention was to help others avoid suffering, but she went further and further down a darker path, and ultimately died under the Guardian's killing curse.

In order to prevent the magic power in the secret vault from getting out of control, the guardians took great pains to seal it up with ancient magic, but now it has been completely owned by Ivy.

Since Morgana can use ancient magic to extract other people's emotions and magic power, there is no reason why Ivy cannot use ancient magic to extract the magic of love from Harry, which is of course one of the seven emotions and six desires.

It's just that this matter is too horrifying to talk about, so Ivy made the excuse that he needed to do some research. In fact, he was not particularly worried about Harry's current condition.

(End of this chapter)