The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Sirius Black was very excited and took the lead, walking inside first.

Scott and Dumbledore exchanged a glance and followed behind Sirius.

The three of them walked through a passageway about fifty meters long and came to a sunken stone chamber.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and bursts of light flew from his hand, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

Scott then saw the original appearance of the stone chamber.

The space here is very spacious, with layers of dark green velvet curtains hanging on the circular walls, embroidered with different snake patterns by shimmering silver thread.

The floor of the stone chamber was pure black, like reflective obsidian.

But the most surprising thing here is not these things, but the pure white stone platform in the center of the stone chamber, and the broken crystal coffin placed on the platform.

Of course, there were also pure white ceramic figures placed against the circular wall, covered with dark green velvet curtains.

These human figures were like plaster statues, completely white, without any color or hair.

But Scott could tell that their faces were exactly the same as Medea's.

While he was observing the ceramic figures, Sirius Black had already descended the steps and entered the stone chamber.

"So it seems Lady Slytherin was lying in this coffin just now?"

He observed with great interest and walked toward the white stone platform where the crystal coffin was placed.

"Stop, Sirius."

Dumbledore's voice suddenly rang out.

"What's wrong, Professor Dumbledore?"

Sirius Black stood still upon hearing this.

Dumbledore also stepped down the steps and walked to his side.

He then waved the Elder Wand in his hand.

A warm golden light flew out from his wand.

It resembles both fire and light.

Gold instantly spread across the entire black ground, rising and undulating around the white stone platform, burning fiercely.

The sounds of snapping threads rang out one after another.

Wisps of red smoke rose from the black ground.

The smoke turned black as it passed through the golden area, then slowly dissipated within the gold.

"This is?"

Sirius looked puzzled.

"This is probably a protective magic set up by Medea."

As Scott spoke, he walked over to the two of them.

Dumbledore nodded.

He said to Sirius, "If you had rashly stepped forward just now, you might have been cursed."

"what?"

Sirius looked surprised, but also a little scared.

"Fortunately... thank you, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore smiled kindly.

"I've already told you, you're no longer a student. Just call me Albus."

Sirius shrugged.

"Oh, I was going to say that too, I'm already used to it."

"Professor," Scott asked curiously, "what kind of magic do you use?"

Since Dumbledore had just used a silent spell, he didn't know what the spell was.

But he was very interested in the spell that could break the curse.

“I didn’t use any magic spells.”

Dumbledore answered with a smile.

"The curse stops immediately, or you can call it the end of all curses."

"Oh……"

Scott opened his mouth, somewhat speechless.

He knows how to use Curse Stop too!

Why is Dumbledore's Curse Stop different from everyone else's?

In that instant, Scott finally understood how others felt when they saw him use Transfiguration.

"As expected of Professor Dumbledore."

Sirius couldn't help but sigh.

"Any spell that comes into your hands will be more powerful than one that comes from others."

Dumbledore chuckled and said, "Thank you for the compliment. I've just lived a long time."

At this moment, the golden color gradually dimmed and slowly disappeared.

Scott made a point of sensing it.

"It seems the professor has already broken all the curses here, and all that remains is..."

He looked at the white stone platform in the center.

"There is still residual magic on the crystal coffin and the stone platform, which seems to be multiple broken magic circuits..."

He narrowed his eyes as he said this.

"Judging from the lingering aura, there seem to be traces of time magic..."

Just then, his body underwent a dramatic change, reverting to its original form.

"Oh, it's time for the compound decoction."

He waved to Sirius, who looked surprised.

Good evening, Sirius.

"Oh...oh, it's you, Scott!"

Sirius grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

"Dumbledore actually chose you to fight alongside him? That's amazing!"

Scott said modestly, "Unfortunately, I wasn't able to help much."

At this moment, Dumbledore had already walked onto the stone platform.

He crouched down to examine the stone platform closely, then pushed up his glasses and stared at the damaged crystal coffin.

Scott, filled with curiosity, also stepped onto the stone platform.

He asked Dumbledore, "Professor, do you think we have achieved our goal?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"It now appears that Lady Slytherin has been sleeping here all along."

"I guess she protected her soul by suppressing the curse through the multiple magical circuits inscribed on the crystal coffin and the stone platform floor, as well as the power of magic."

"But now, in order to leave this place, she had to force herself to wake up and interrupt these methods."

"The suppressed curse must have erupted again."

Scott was immediately delighted.

"In this way, the curse he cast will only disappear when Voldemort dies."

He analyzed.

"I guess Medea's original plan was to suppress the curse, regain some of her power, and then take Voldemort's soul while we were defeating him."

"But she obviously can't do it now!"

"Or rather, she was unable to move on her own before Voldemort died."

You're right.

Dumbledore stood up.

"That way, we can focus on dealing with Voldemort first."

Scott said, "We also need to be wary of other members of the entire shamanic community..."

As he spoke, he was pacing around the crystal coffin when he saw Sirius's ghostly expression.

“Oh, Scott, you really are…”

He gave a thumbs up.

Even I wouldn't dare call that person by their name!

Scott shrugged.

He told Sirius, "Harry always calls that person by their first name too."

"Haha...that's right, Harry has always been brave."

Sirius smiled smugly and couldn't help but start praising his godson incessantly.

Scott casually agreed with a few words, then turned and jumped off the stone platform, walking to a ceramic human figure.

Actually, he was quite envious of Medea's ability to control puppets.

When Medea fought Voldemort in Azkaban, her true form did not appear at all.

She simply used a few remotely controlled puppets to make herself invincible.