Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"It's probably because you feel that life is meaningless, right?" Rowena said bluntly, "It's just because of the responsibility on your shoulders that you dare not die."

Dumbledore remained silent, and Grindelwald's expression suddenly became serious.

"We can talk about this question later. I always feel that the Resurrection Stone is the strangest of the Deathly Hallows, but I can't find the problem." Lynn asked, "The question we are most concerned about is whether it can save people from death."

"I'm afraid that won't work." Rowena thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't have that kind of power."

"But it does involve the human spirit, even the most mysterious soul." Helga said, "I can feel some kind of very faint but familiar power in it."

"What power?"

"The power of death itself. I'm not sure it can protect against death, but it does lead people to face it."

Helga spoke each word, her eyes never leaving Lynn's as she spoke.

The warning is palpable.

Chapter 484: Shattered Soul

This answer was not too beyond Dumbledore's expectations, but it shattered his last fantasy.

First it was Lynn, then Helga, these two wizards who might be the most proficient in the use and perception of magic throughout history, gave almost the same answers.

He hid the regret in his eyes very well and put the ring back on.

Helga looked at him with complicated eyes: "Godric's descendant, do you have to wear it for a long time? I don't think this is a good choice, even if you have many regrets."

"I think I can overcome this distraction, Ms. Hufflepuff," Dumbledore said politely.

As everyone knew what he said, Helga naturally had no choice but to say nothing. Rowena and Lynn had expected this result and did not interrupt. Only Grindelwald frowned from beginning to end.

"It is best to destroy such evil things directly." He said sternly after thinking for a long time.

"This is not a topic we should discuss today." Dumbledore changed the subject forcefully. "It has been delayed for a long time. We should try to separate the Horcrux from Bella."

"you……!"

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, and finally Grindelwald snorted coldly.

The research and experiments that were interrupted by the Deathly Hallows could finally get back on track, without any tricks or shortcuts.

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The three people and two souls were scattered around the iron bed. No one spoke, and there was no need to say anything.

Rowena is responsible for observing phenomena and analyzing situations, and is always ready to intervene and cast spells when necessary.

Grindelwald acts as the direct curse-breaker, destroying the dark magic used to protect the soul fragments.

Helga is in charge of the first line of defense, used to relieve the tremendous pressure when the black magic is broken.

Surrounded by the majestic magic of Hogwarts Castle, which is the authority of the headmaster.

Lin En serves as the last safety valve, and the world tree and the gentle white magic complement each other.

This is a luxurious lineup that is almost impossible to find a second one throughout history. It is even better than the grand occasion when the Big Four gathered together. Even Voldemort in his heyday could not have any ending other than being reduced to ashes.

Layer upon layer of insurance, just to ensure that there is no mistake in removing the evil magic hidden in the living body.

"Then let us begin." Grindelwald looked at the people around him calmly. Only when he saw Dumbledore did he smack his lips in disdain. "They are all too cautious."

"I don't want to see irreversible results and flaws rather than doing useless work. I only have one chance to test it."

Dumbledore held his wand intently, his deep blue eyes filled with solemnity and seriousness. He seemed to be in two different worlds from Lynn who seemed to be indifferent beside him.

Even with more than a dozen emergency plans prepared, he was still not completely reassured.

Grindelwald was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He placed his wand against Bellatrix's forehead. All the unnecessary emotions in his eyes disappeared instantly. He looked at her carefully for a moment, moved his lips slightly, and silently recited a spell.

The purple-black magic power continued to surge, forming a dark band of light. This band of light gathered in front of Grindelwald and then wrapped around Bellatrix's body, as if she was wearing a windbreaker full of evil aura.

"It has begun!" Grindelwald growled, and a ribbon of light whizzed past like a tide, pouring into Bellatrix's head and her spiritual world, forming a vortex of magic.

A completely different aura burst out instantly, which was the resistance of the soul fragments left by Voldemort here.

Wisps of black air tried to tear off the entanglement and crushing of the light bands, but were easily defeated by Grindelwald.

This is not so much "neutralization" as it is his very personal way of fighting poison with poison, first stimulating and then destroying.

Dumbledore stared intently, and the moment he saw Bella's brows slightly frowned, he acted decisively. The magic power surrounding him exploded rapidly with the Elder Wand as the center, forming an invisible but extremely powerful traction force.

The gray gas was overflowing faster and the dangerous aura was becoming stronger.

"Helga." Rowena spoke at this time, "Right now, I will help you."

The two ladies, who were in perfect harmony with each other, simultaneously emitted dazzling light, half of which was brilliant gold, and the other half was clear silver. It swirled and merged into Bella's body, turning into a thin but solid barrier that blocked the burst and collapse of magic power.

A shrill roar sounded, and then quickly subsided under the suppression of the two ladies. The defeat was like a landslide, and the black magic dissipated like black smoke from burnt rice, falling into irreversible self-destruction.

Lynn watched everything indifferently. He was so familiar with this kind of scene that he couldn't be more familiar with it. He didn't make any big movements, and didn't even take out his wand. He just used his fingertips to outline in the air.

"Peso, Ogizzi, Dagus."

Exquisite and peculiarly charming symbols condensed and shattered in the air, turning into spots of light, which turned the drifting black air into nothingness and attached a layer of magical film to Bella's body surface.

But this is not enough to rest easy, at least not in Lin En's eyes.

With a bright white glow, the noble World Tree broke through the darkness and connected its branches to Bella.

The scale of time was infinitely stretched at this moment, condensed at the tip of the hawthorn wood wand, and a cold light flashed.

Even Dumbledore and the other three who were standing on the same level only felt a moment of disillusionment and a fleeting trace of light.

The invisible spiritual world was cut off, and the turbid black fog was cleared.

Bella's face showed an extremely painful expression. She was not completely immune to the deep sleep and the Imperius Curse, but it was only for a brief moment.

The dark magic that was still struggling with Grindelwald completely collapsed, exposing the weak essence of the soul, and was completely annihilated under the purification of the World Tree.

Just like ice and snow melting quickly under the sun.

"Phew... after we deal with this guest, maybe we can ask Harry to come over - if possible, I'd like to leave her to me, I have other plans."

Exhaling heavily, Lin En wiped the sweat from his forehead without leaving any trace, revealing a satisfied smile.

Although it was difficult, his preparation and practice of this magic had penetrated into his instincts, far surpassing the two wizards who created and improved this magic specifically for false gods.

Dumbledore and the others had identical expressions of shock on their faces, including Helga, who knew Lynn best.

"Is this... time?"

Helga murmured after a long silence, and then her eyes lit up with excitement and anticipation.

She saw a glimmer of inspiration that transcended the rules.

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Italy, Venice, a strange and hidden church.

After several days of waiting, Voldemort and Barty finally reunited and arrived here, entering the hall specially used for meetings.

They were greeted by the same wolf-headed monster, the false god who called himself Knox.

"Welcome, Mr. Riddle." Knox still had the same standard smile as before, and his tone was full of false enthusiasm. "I have heard about your experience. Please allow me to express my regret and sorrow on behalf of my companions. We will help you recover everything you have lost, as long as you cooperate."

"I ask you to fulfill your previous promise and provide me with a way to stabilize my soul and create a new Horcrux."

Voldemort, now only a mass of black matter between soul and entity, spoke in a cold tone, observing the darkness around him - he could sense at least five mysterious beings similar to Knox.

That kind of soul, which was completely different from humans and had a stench of oldness and decay, made him feel sick, but he controlled his emotions well.

There are also those unheard-of but powerful wizards and powerful beings of various intelligent races out there, each of whom should not be underestimated.

As time went by and he lost a batch of bargaining chips, he became more and more passive in front of these monsters. The only thing he could rely on was his own strong personal strength.

He also has the patience of a skilled hunter and a body as agile as a snake.

He was sure that his judgment was correct because he could feel the arrogance of having everything under control. This arrogance ran through Knox's long life and remained the same even when facing the top wizards.

Just like the smile on its face at this moment, which seems polite but is actually full of contempt.

"Of course," it said confidently, "We will keep our promise. But your soul has been divided too many times. If we want to make a new Horcrux, we must find a way to fill this huge gap, which is not so easy."

“Tell me the conditions I need.” Voldemort bargained calmly, “And your conditions, I will give a suitable price - but you also need to find a bone replacement as soon as possible, and the boy’s blood.”

He has been dormant for a long twenty years, and he has the patience and determination to continue dormant and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Chapter 485 The Last Horcrux

The past day - or rather the past afternoon - had seemed too long for Harry.

In Dumbledore's office, he was sure that he had seen the most powerful wizards in his life.

There were Dumbledore and Professor Eric, whom he knew, and they made him feel a little more at ease and peaceful.

There was also an old man he didn't know, who was very old but still full of charm and majesty.

And...the two distinguished ladies who appear in the school portrait.

Without any warning, he learned something from Dumbledore, the person he trusted most.

Something about the mysterious man who had killed his parents and had tried to kill him several times over the past few years.

In a daze and chaos, he lost consciousness before he figured out what had happened. It was as if he had a very long sleep. When he woke up, he was already on the soft bed in the school hospital.

Dumbledore and Lynn were still sitting by the bed, but everyone else had disappeared, even their faces had become blurry, and that memory seemed to have become a distant fragment.

"I seem to have forgotten something very important..." He asked weakly, holding his head that was about to explode, "What on earth happened?"

The moonlight shone on the adjacent bed, and he could sense that it was night, but his confused mind made it difficult for him to concentrate on anything.

"Once you have a good sleep and have fully recovered, I will let you know everything."

Dumbledore spoke softly, his tone a little faster than usual, and his expression seemed very relaxed, which was a scene that Harry rarely saw, the last time being in the summer of his first year.

"I promise it's going to be a long, long story, but it has a very happy ending."

"but I--"

"I promise, if you two don't leave and let him rest, there won't be any satisfactory outcome here today, gentlemen."

Just as Harry was about to ask something, Madam Pomfrey's majestic voice came from a distance, echoing in the empty school hospital and making his ears buzz.

Lynn showed a helpless expression, tucked the corner of the quilt for Harry, and said with a smile: "Have a good rest, Harry, I believe you will recover soon."

A faint fluorescent light popped out silently from his fingertips and fell into Harry's body, making him feel refreshed.

"Professor Eric..."

The tide of sleepiness came over me again, and the world before my eyes was gradually shrouded in darkness.

Today, the strange dream that had troubled him for a long time did not come again, and the scar on his forehead no longer hurt.

He had a rare good night's sleep, which might last until tomorrow morning - or even longer.

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In the curfew corridor, the two people who left the school hospital did not leave separately, but walked side by side to the outside of the castle.

"My mission is accomplished. Your plan is useless. Congratulations." Lin En said happily, "It went much more smoothly and faster than we expected."

"This is all thanks to your magic, which I still find incredible. It is the same magic you used to deal with those monsters before, an improved version?" asked Dumbledore.

"That's right, but I don't want it to be just a weapon." Lin En said with emotion, "The magic of touching time should be used to explore deeper mysteries."

Dumbledore did not refute. He walked on the withered lawn outside the castle and looked back at the closed window of his office, as kind as an old man next door.

Removing Voldemort's last Horcrux completely deprived him of the possibility of pursuing immortality, which suddenly reduced the burden that had been on the old man's shoulders for more than a decade by nine out of ten.

Even though it is possible that he will create a new Horcrux, it is at least not something that will happen in the short term.

They didn't say anything more, but just walked together to the hunting grounds where the stadium was about to be completed. Hagrid had set up a tent here to guard it day and night, and there were Aurors and strikers from the Ministry of Magic patrolling everywhere.

After the Goblet of Fire incident, and the consensus reached between Lynn and Amelia, the security level here might be even higher than that of the Ministry of Magic.

"If possible, I really hope that these children can complete this competition in a safe and normal environment." Dumbledore said slowly.

"If the plan goes well, it's not impossible." Lin En said softly, "But it requires us to find opportunities, or you could say it requires a bit of luck."

“I think we are lucky now.”