Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The results speak for themselves.

Ines looked unhappy. She pulled Lynn's arm hard, looking somewhat helpless.

Knowing the existence of a curse and facing this untreatable and horrific curse are two different concepts after all.

She was a person who had seen many storms, but she still lost her composure in the face of such terrifying force.

She now fully understood the true meaning of what Lynn had said when they met a few months ago.

Whether it is Voldemort or Rowena Ravenclaw, their power is far beyond the level of outstanding wizards and cannot be easily touched.

It's like encountering a natural enemy and a predator at the top of the food chain. This kind of power makes people instinctively feel fear.

Compared to Ines' panic, Lin En seemed very calm. He gently pressed the witch's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Relax, don't be scared by it. It's just a bluffing paper tiger."

As he spoke, gentle magic penetrated into Inès' body through his palm, calming her restless mind and expelling the cold aura brought by the curse.

"It's definitely unrealistic to want you to fight against this guy."

"What should we do then? Can you handle him?" Inès asked tremblingly.

"I'm so confused just facing the curse that I can't study Ravenclaw's crown." He said half-jokingly.

The wand passed through the light and reached out to the tilted scales - it was the purest black magic, which could not be touched or destroyed.

But that's just the norm.

"Don't even mention the little curse. Even if Tom himself were to stick it here, I can still keep you safe and sound."

The magic book flashed out from the magic space of the bracelet and fell accurately into his hand. The pages turned and lit up with a crystal glow.

"Aren't you very curious about the way I imprint magic? Look carefully, it's right here! All curses will end!"

The upright magic wand was inserted heavily into the ground, and dark red light poured out like a huge wave. Every parchment in the magic book burst out with powerful light at the same time. It was not magic, but pure magic power.

This is another function besides imprinting magic, and it is also one of Lin En's killer weapons.

At this moment, the energy it burst out was enough to rival Dumbledore holding the Elder Wand, although it was only for a moment and directly consumed a small half of the magic power stored in the magic book.

In an instant, the tide of magic swept in all directions with his body as the center, like a raging storm.

A dark red tide surged over, and everything under the light was shattered and annihilated.

"To solve a simple and crude curse, you need to use a more crude method than it."

When Lynn stood up with the wand in hand, the dark cursed scales had already dissipated, leaving only specks of black floating in the air.

Chapter 133 Seal

"Lynn, you destroyed it... destroyed it?! A curse that lasted for more than forty years?!"

Feeling the aura of black magic lingering around her gradually fade away, Inès fell into unprecedented shock.

"Of course not. What are you dreaming about? If that was the way to do it, that crooked-nosed Peeping Tom would have solved it long ago."

Lin En turned his head away tiredly and disgustedly, and rolled his eyes. "It's just temporarily defeated. It will recover in a month or two at most, unless the noseless idiot dies completely in the meantime."

"I see..." Ines was a little frustrated, but felt it made sense.

Lin En waved her hand and said, "Don't just stand there. Go get the lion statue from Dumbledore's office."

"Eh?"

"You don't think I have to come and help you get rid of this curse every month, do you? My appearance fee is very high. That statue was made by him and old Nico together. It can withstand very strong magic, which is just right for temporarily imprisoning this curse."

Looking at the inexplicably silly Ines, Lynn felt both angry and amused, and explained patiently.

She finally recovered from the shock and surprise, turned around and ran, but stopped at the door and asked uncertainly, "Does the principal know that you want to use his things to deal with the curse?"

"Not only does he know, but he definitely knows that I was scolding him just now." Lynn put away the magic book and said unhappily.

Ines finally felt relieved, looked at Lynn a few more times, and hurried upstairs.

This is a matter of great importance that concerns her life safety in the next few months and cannot be taken lightly.

It wasn't until Ines walked away that Lynn sat down heavily on the sofa, breathing heavily.

Controlling such a huge amount of magic power made even him feel exhausted and thirsty.

Without caring about his appearance, he casually unscrewed a bottle of juice, tilted his head back and drank it, even spilling a little, which was instantly cleaned up by the cleaning magic on his robe.

"call……"

After drinking a whole bottle of juice, he finally felt a little better. He leaned lazily on the sofa and looked around the empty office.

At this time, there was a slight sound outside the door, and then with a "creak", a tall old man walked in.

"It's not nice to be so mean to an old man, Lynn. I thought you were different from Severus."

"Did I say anything wrong? Your nose isn't crooked? Or are you not a Peeping Tom? Do you want to count how many times you sneaked into the restricted area behind me when I was in school?"

"I think at least I'm not an old man, at least I'm better than Gellert, right?"

"You'd better accept the reality, Professor Dumbledore."

"I cannot accept such irresponsible remarks. Even when I was young, I—"

"Stop! I have no interest in the love-hate relationship between you two. If you want to talk about this, go directly to Nurmengard. Do you have business to attend to now? If not, leave quickly. Inès will be back soon."

Seeing that the old man was about to take advantage of the situation and recount the trivial past between him and Grindelwald, Lynn, who was bored, quickly stopped him, rolled his eyes and started to chase him away.

"Well, there is business indeed," said Dumbledore regretfully, "How long can you limit this curse?"

"It's hard to say. Although this spell was developed by Euphemia and I, she has mastered it more skillfully than me." Lin En shook his head and yawned. "At most half a year, it depends on the strength of Old Tom's soul and his recovery."

Dumbledore nodded. "At that time, Tom was very arrogant and reckless. From the diary to this curse, the effects are terrible, the cost is great, and it is irreversible."

"That's what happens when you're young and full of energy. Wasn't I almost caught by that noseless old man several times back then?"

Lin En felt a little emotional, took out two bottles of juice, threw one to Dumbledore, and closed his eyes to rest.

"If you're interested, come and take a look. I don't know if I can satisfy her. If I don't do well, I'll get scolded."

The office fell silent again until Inès returned briskly and opened the door.

"Lynn, let me bring my things to...the principal?!"

Holding the silver lion sculpture in her arms, Inès' smile disappeared the moment she saw Dumbledore.

She was very embarrassed because she secretly ran into someone else's office to get something and met him face to face.

Neither standing nor sitting.

"I am very interested in your research." Dumbledore saw Inès's embarrassment and said gently, "It's a pity that I have to say goodbye to my statue. I hope it will be effective."

"Of course it will work." Lynn stood up, his tiredness swept away, and he spoke with confidence, "Ines, I'll start first, you complete the last seal, now put it on the table."

"Oh, okay!" Ine did as he was told without hesitation.

Lynn held his wand at an angle, the tip of the wand flashing green light.

The vitality spread in the house, and in a trance, Ines seemed to have returned to her hometown in the South American rainforest.

The dissipated black magic had nowhere to hide, but it seemed to have a life of its own as it fled in all directions, trying to escape the gentle yet irresistible force.

The silver lion on the table had its eyes wide open, sucking in strands of darkness, but at a very slow speed, like a saw.

Inès suddenly understood Lynn's intention of asking her to complete the final seal.

The magic wand was raised high, and clear light descended from the sky.

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Somewhere in the Omo River Basin in the vast African continent.

The primitive tribe that has lived here for generations has been completely destroyed, leaving only a few scavenger beasts roaming around.

The extremely weak Voldemort was resting in the ruins, absorbing the souls of the unjustly killed.

Suddenly, he felt the curse weaken.

When I was at my weakest, someone took advantage of me.

Only one person has this ability.

"Dumbledore!!!"

The boiling magic leveled the entire camp.

The hoarse roar echoed in the wilderness.

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At this time, Dumbledore didn't know that he had been silently blamed.

He was looking at the silver lion on the table with interest.

The appearance is the same as before, but it has a more eerie atmosphere.

This is the influence of dark magic. This seemingly decorative magical item, which actually incorporates permanent transfiguration and alchemy, is used as a cage. The curse that has lingered in Hogwarts Castle for decades is temporarily sealed inside.

Inès collapsed on the sofa, sweating profusely.

Although she was only helping Lin En, the magic power and effort she put in were several times more.

This is the curse she bears, and the last step must be completed personally, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced.

If she wasn't also a top-notch wizard in the world and proficient in anti-curse magic, she might not be able to do it even if Lin En was present.

But there are no ifs in this world. With the joint efforts of the two, the curse that has been entrenched for many years was defeated for the first time.

At least for the next few months, it will no longer have any ability to harm people, but will instead become material for Lynn and Ines' research - until the silver lion can no longer contain the slowly recovering curse.

This is a rare opportunity. If used properly, you can follow the clues and spy on the broken but powerful soul of the Dark Lord.

Dumbledore pondered silently.

It's time to look for next year's professors.

It would be even better if I could find the right magic item to cast this magical spell again.

Figures flashed through his mind.

Each one seemed to fit perfectly.

Chapter 134 Letters from afar

The curse did not cause any ripples in the school.

In the eyes of most people, the so-called curse does not actually exist at all - even Professor McGonagall, who has taught for many years.

Lin En and the other two had no intention of spreading the news, but there was a new exquisite object in the laboratory of the Room of Requirement.

Shortly after the holiday, Draco Malfoy was discharged from the hospital and returned to class.

His body has fully recovered and he is in very good condition. Although he still has problems with Harry and his three friends, he seems to have become a lot more cheerful. He even took the initiative to ask Lynn for a list of books - about the history and bloodline research of wizards.

As time goes by, the seeds of the past gradually break through the soil and sprout.

Although it is only the first step, a good start is half the success.

Apart from Draco's matter, after a semester of basic learning, the second, third and fifth grade courses have added more practical links in the new semester, which are more intense but also more popular.

In class, Lynn introduced a new and improved version of the alchemical doll - not only was the magical power slightly enhanced, but it also added a third type of rune magic that many young wizards were interested in.

[Water Rune Lagus]

The addition of new magic not only enriches the magical means of the alchemical puppet in a literal sense, but also provides it with more changes.

The mist that is a combination of water and fire, and the frost that is a combination of water and ice, will both play an important role in the ever-changing duel.

But for young wizards, it is not so easy to experience these new features.

They need to wait for a test before they can get or upgrade the puppet in their hands and iterate it into the version they want.

The wait is always long, and the sense of anticipation is constantly enhanced in this process.

The most intuitive manifestation of this is the Duel Club, which was not cancelled immediately after the Chamber of Secrets crisis ended.

More and more young wizards began to try to use alchemical dolls in conjunction with their own magic wands to cast spells, and the form of duels also changed accordingly.