Chapter 485
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 485
At this time, Medea's face is composed of red mist, and the root of the red mist comes from the magic power contained in the castle.
Although it roughly formed a human form, it was somewhat ethereal and fuzzy.
So Scott couldn't see her expression at all.
"Tom?"
There was a hint of self-deprecation in her voice.
"Although I have always looked down on him, you are right. Now I can only use this reason to threaten you, Mr. Principal."
Dumbledore smiled calmly.
"In my opinion, there is not much difference between you and Tom, Ms. Slytherin. It is because you underestimated Tom that you have suffered such a setback."
"You're insulting me!"
Medea seemed to be really angry, and her tone was a little gloomy.
"No ma'am, I'm just stating what I really think."
Dumbledore said in a positive tone.
"You and Tom have many similarities. You both think you are superior to others, and you both ignore life."
Medea suddenly sneered a few times.
"Because I threatened you with the lives of those Muggles?"
Dumbledore shook his head.
"Not only that, but also because you easily absorbed the lives of two wizards when you woke up, and because you killed your husband who had been with you all your life in order to make a Horcrux."
"There is no point in these arguments, Mr. Headmaster."
Medea's voice was cold.
"You should have known from the first meeting that we held very different perspectives."
"Yes, I know, ma'am."
Dumbledore's tone was still calm, even polite and personable.
"But what I want to tell you is that your threats are ineffective against us."
"Oh?"
Medea was a little surprised.
"It is said that Mr. Dumbledore is a pro-Muggle wizard. Could it be that the world has misunderstood you..."
At this moment, Phoenix Fox's song-like tweet came.
It flew down from the courtyard above with flaming wings, completely lighting up the dark passage.
Scott raised his head, and saw a familiar figure slowly landing with Fox's feathers.
It was Sirius.
It turns out that Dumbledore had already made arrangements?
Scott was pleasantly surprised.
"Good evening, Dumbledore, we've taken all the Muggles out of the castle."
Sirius raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said aloud.
"Of course, those sneaky guys were also caught by us. Several of them were poisoned, saying they were bitten by monsters."
"Good evening, Sirius."
Dumbledore nodded.
"thank you all."
"you are welcome."
Sirius loosened Fox's feathers and landed gracefully.
Fox yelled twice, restrained the flames around him, and stopped on Dumbledore's hat.
Sirius looked first at Medea, then at Scott.
"Oh, good evening, Ms. Slytherin, and who is this?"
"Good evening, Mr. Black, I'm Hill."
Scott gave his mother Emilia's original surname.
"Hello, Mr. Hill."
Sirius nodded to him, then looked at Medea.
"Looks like I've lost my leverage."
Medea said calmly.
"But time is enough. Goodbye, three gentlemen."
As she spoke, she turned into mist and drifted away again.
At the same time, the barely strong stone wall behind Scott and the others collapsed in an instant.
Scott turned around, took a few steps back, and covered his mouth and nose with his hands to block the flying dust.
"Looks like she's gone."
He said in a low voice.
"Ah."
Dumbledore responded.
When the dust had settled down, they raised their wands with the Illumination Charm and looked across the stone wall.
A corridor appeared in front of them.
The stone bricks in the passages don't look as old as the rest of the castle.
"Come on, let's take a look."
Sirius was full of enthusiasm, and walked in first.
Scott and Dumbledore glanced at each other, and followed behind Sirius.
The three of them walked through a corridor about 50 meters long, and what appeared in front of them was a sunken stone room.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and balls of light flew out of his hand, illuminating the entire space like daylight.
Only then did Scott see clearly the original appearance of the stone room.
The space here is very spacious, with layers of dark green velvet curtains hanging on the surrounding circular walls, with gleaming silver thread embroidered into different snake-like patterns.
The floor of the chamber is pure black, like reflective obsidian.
The most surprising thing here is not these, but the pure white stone platform placed in the center of the stone room, and the broken crystal coffin placed on the stone platform.
Of course, there are also pure white ceramic human figures placed against the round wall and placed against dark green velvet curtains.
These human figures are like plaster statues, pure white, without any color and without hair.
But Scott could see that their faces were exactly the same as Medea's.
While he was observing those ceramic figures, Sirius had already walked down the steps and entered the stone chamber.
"It seems that Lady Slytherin was lying in this coffin just now?"
He observed with great interest, and walked towards the white stone platform where the crystal coffin was placed.
"Stop, Sirius."
Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded.
"What's the matter, Professor Dumbledore?"
Sirius stood where he was when he heard the words.
Dumbledore also stepped down the steps and came to his side.
Then he waved the Elder Wand in his hand.
A cloud of warm gold flew from his wand.
Both like fire and like light.
The golden color instantly covered the entire pure black ground, rising and falling around the white stone platform, burning blazingly.
The sound of breaking a silk thread sounded one after another.
Wisp after wisp of red smoke emerged from the black ground.
The smoke immediately turned black as it passed through the piece of gold, and then slowly dissipated within the gold.
"This is?"
Sirius looked puzzled.
"This is probably the protective magic set by Medea."
As Scott said, he also walked up to the two of them.
Dumbledore nodded.
He said to Sirius: "If you stepped forward rashly just now, I'm afraid you will be planted with a vicious curse."
"what?"
Sirius looked surprised, but also a little scared.
"Fortunately... thank you, Professor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore smiled kindly.
"As I said, you are no longer a student, just call me Albus."
Sirius shrugged.
"Oh, I also want to say, I'm used to it."
"Professor." Scott asked curiously, "What kind of magic are you using?"
Because Dumbledore used a silent spell just now, and he didn't know what it was.
But the spell that can break the curse, he is very interested.
"I'm not using any magical spells."
Dumbledore replied with a smile.
"Curse stops immediately, or you can call it the end of all curses."
"Oh……"
Scott opened his mouth, a little speechless.
He can also use mantra!
Why is only Dumbledore's spell stop different from others?
For a moment, Scott finally realized that this was probably how others felt when they saw him using Transfiguration.
"As expected of Professor Dumbledore."
Sirius couldn't help sighing too.
"Any spell in your hands will be stronger than that used by others."
Dumbledore said cheerfully: "Thank you for the compliment, I just lived longer."
At this time, the piece of gold has gradually dimmed and slowly disappeared.
Scott felt it deliberately.
"It seems that the curse here has been broken by the professor, and the only thing left is..."
He looked at the white stone platform in the center.
"There is still residual magic power on the crystal coffin and the stone platform, it seems to be multiple rune circuits that have been destroyed..."
Having said that, he narrowed his eyes.
"Judging from the remaining breath, it seems that there are traces of time magic..."
At this moment, his body changed drastically and he returned to his original appearance.
"Oh, it's time for Polyjuice Potion."
He waved to a surprised Sirius.
"Good evening, Sirius."
"Oh... oh, it's you, Scott!"
Sirius grinned and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
"Dumbledore chose you to fight alongside him? That's remarkable!"
Scott said modestly: "It's a pity that I didn't help much."
At this time, Dumbledore had already reached the stone platform.
He squatted down and looked at the stone platform carefully, then pushed his glasses, staring at the destroyed crystal coffin.
Scott also walked onto the stone platform out of curiosity.
He asked Dumbledore, "Professor, do you think our goal has been achieved?"
Dumbledore nodded.
"It now appears that Ms. Slytherin has been sleeping here."
"I guess, she suppresses the curse and protects her soul through the multiple rune circuits engraved on the crystal coffin and the stone platform floor, as well as the power of magic."
"But now in order to leave here, she has to force herself to wake up, and interrupted these methods."
"The curse that must have been suppressed broke out again."
Scott immediately cheered up.
"In this way, the curses cast by Voldemort will only disappear when he dies."
He analyzed.
"I guess Medea's original plan was to suppress the curse, restore some of her powers, and take Voldemort's soul while we're at it."
"But now she obviously can't do it!"
"In other words, she couldn't move on her own until Voldemort died."
"You are right."
Dumbledore stood up.
"This way, we can concentrate on dealing with Voldemort first."
Scott said: "Also need to guard against the rest of the whole Witchcraft..."
He was pacing around the crystal coffin as he spoke, and happened to see the look of hell on Sirius' face.
"Oh, Scott, you're really..."
He gave a thumbs up.
"Even I dare not call that person by his name!"
Scott shrugged.
He told Sirius, "Harry always called that man by his first name, too."
"Haha... yes, Harry has always been brave."
Sirius smiled smugly, and couldn't help but began to praise his godson endlessly.
Scott casually echoed a few words, turned around and jumped off the stone platform, and walked in front of a ceramic figure.
In fact, he was quite envious of Medea's ability to manipulate dolls.
When Medea fought Voldemort in Azkaban, the main body did not appear at all.
She is just a few puppets controlled remotely to make herself invincible first.
If she hadn't had a blood relationship with Voldemort before, so that Voldemort could curse her through this relationship, I'm afraid she would have won.
Scott wanted to see if he could find the secret of Medea's puppet-manipulating magic through these figures.
But unfortunately, through the perception of magic power, he can conclude that the several ceramic figures nearby are very ordinary, and there is no magic power inside.
In other words, these are just embryos that have not been further processed.
Not giving up, Scott began to walk around the wall, ready to check all the ceramic figures.
When he walked slowly past a dozen ceramic figures, he finally stopped again.
The human figure in front of me has magic fluctuations in its heart.
Scott felt it carefully, showing a surprised expression.
He swung his wand decisively and used the cutting spell to destroy the surface of the humanoid heart.
The ceramics shattered, and several white pieces fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Under the eyes of Dumbledore and Sirius, Scott reached out and took out a red gemstone from the left side of the humanoid chest.
"This is……"
Dumbledore was a little surprised, and walked quickly to Scott.
"It's a one-time Philosopher's Stone, Professor."
Scott handed the red gemstone to Dumbledore.
"Oh, this is..."
Dumbledore reached out to take it, and checked it over and over several times.
"I see. Sure enough, it's very different from the Philosopher's Stone made by Nico...the magic power contained in it is too little... no wonder it's a one-off..."
He muttered to himself while watching.
"Magic stone?"
Sirius was a little dumbfounded.
"The legendary Philosopher's Stone? Are you kidding me?"
"It's a one-time Philosopher's Stone."
Scott told him.
"That is to say, it can only be used once, and it will completely lose its effect after being used once."
"But the effect of using it once won't be discounted, will it?"
Sirius asked a little excitedly.
"This……"
Scott shook his head.
"I do not know."
Using the Philosopher's Stone also requires skill.
Not everyone is Nicolas.
Even if Scott wants to use the Philosopher's Stone to prolong his life, if it's just him, he can't make the elixir of life even with the Philosopher's Stone.
Even the Midas touch he didn't know how to do.
The one-time magic stone he got before was actually almost used by him as a magic battery, helping him conjure Rimbaud when his magic power reserve was insufficient.
Medea did the same.
When she was fighting Voldemort, she used a one-time Philosopher's Stone to turn the straight-forward Killer Curse into an auto-tracking, forking and turning Killer Curse.
Of course, the Sorcerer's Stone also has the characteristic that it can work without learning the method.
That is, it endows Rimbaud with higher wisdom and growth, and it is closer to the essence of natural life.
Satisfied with curiosity, Dumbledore handed back the disposable Philosopher's Stone in his hand.
"professor?"
"It doesn't matter, I think, it may play a greater role in your hands."
Dumbledore put the Philosopher's Stone in his hand.
"Oh, this is the Philosopher's Stone? Let me see."
Sirius immediately moved to Scott's side, staring curiously at the stone in his hand.
"Of course you can."
Scott handed him the stone.
(End of this chapter)
At this time, Medea's face is composed of red mist, and the root of the red mist comes from the magic power contained in the castle.
Although it roughly formed a human form, it was somewhat ethereal and fuzzy.
So Scott couldn't see her expression at all.
"Tom?"
There was a hint of self-deprecation in her voice.
"Although I have always looked down on him, you are right. Now I can only use this reason to threaten you, Mr. Principal."
Dumbledore smiled calmly.
"In my opinion, there is not much difference between you and Tom, Ms. Slytherin. It is because you underestimated Tom that you have suffered such a setback."
"You're insulting me!"
Medea seemed to be really angry, and her tone was a little gloomy.
"No ma'am, I'm just stating what I really think."
Dumbledore said in a positive tone.
"You and Tom have many similarities. You both think you are superior to others, and you both ignore life."
Medea suddenly sneered a few times.
"Because I threatened you with the lives of those Muggles?"
Dumbledore shook his head.
"Not only that, but also because you easily absorbed the lives of two wizards when you woke up, and because you killed your husband who had been with you all your life in order to make a Horcrux."
"There is no point in these arguments, Mr. Headmaster."
Medea's voice was cold.
"You should have known from the first meeting that we held very different perspectives."
"Yes, I know, ma'am."
Dumbledore's tone was still calm, even polite and personable.
"But what I want to tell you is that your threats are ineffective against us."
"Oh?"
Medea was a little surprised.
"It is said that Mr. Dumbledore is a pro-Muggle wizard. Could it be that the world has misunderstood you..."
At this moment, Phoenix Fox's song-like tweet came.
It flew down from the courtyard above with flaming wings, completely lighting up the dark passage.
Scott raised his head, and saw a familiar figure slowly landing with Fox's feathers.
It was Sirius.
It turns out that Dumbledore had already made arrangements?
Scott was pleasantly surprised.
"Good evening, Dumbledore, we've taken all the Muggles out of the castle."
Sirius raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said aloud.
"Of course, those sneaky guys were also caught by us. Several of them were poisoned, saying they were bitten by monsters."
"Good evening, Sirius."
Dumbledore nodded.
"thank you all."
"you are welcome."
Sirius loosened Fox's feathers and landed gracefully.
Fox yelled twice, restrained the flames around him, and stopped on Dumbledore's hat.
Sirius looked first at Medea, then at Scott.
"Oh, good evening, Ms. Slytherin, and who is this?"
"Good evening, Mr. Black, I'm Hill."
Scott gave his mother Emilia's original surname.
"Hello, Mr. Hill."
Sirius nodded to him, then looked at Medea.
"Looks like I've lost my leverage."
Medea said calmly.
"But time is enough. Goodbye, three gentlemen."
As she spoke, she turned into mist and drifted away again.
At the same time, the barely strong stone wall behind Scott and the others collapsed in an instant.
Scott turned around, took a few steps back, and covered his mouth and nose with his hands to block the flying dust.
"Looks like she's gone."
He said in a low voice.
"Ah."
Dumbledore responded.
When the dust had settled down, they raised their wands with the Illumination Charm and looked across the stone wall.
A corridor appeared in front of them.
The stone bricks in the passages don't look as old as the rest of the castle.
"Come on, let's take a look."
Sirius was full of enthusiasm, and walked in first.
Scott and Dumbledore glanced at each other, and followed behind Sirius.
The three of them walked through a corridor about 50 meters long, and what appeared in front of them was a sunken stone room.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and balls of light flew out of his hand, illuminating the entire space like daylight.
Only then did Scott see clearly the original appearance of the stone room.
The space here is very spacious, with layers of dark green velvet curtains hanging on the surrounding circular walls, with gleaming silver thread embroidered into different snake-like patterns.
The floor of the chamber is pure black, like reflective obsidian.
The most surprising thing here is not these, but the pure white stone platform placed in the center of the stone room, and the broken crystal coffin placed on the stone platform.
Of course, there are also pure white ceramic human figures placed against the round wall and placed against dark green velvet curtains.
These human figures are like plaster statues, pure white, without any color and without hair.
But Scott could see that their faces were exactly the same as Medea's.
While he was observing those ceramic figures, Sirius had already walked down the steps and entered the stone chamber.
"It seems that Lady Slytherin was lying in this coffin just now?"
He observed with great interest, and walked towards the white stone platform where the crystal coffin was placed.
"Stop, Sirius."
Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded.
"What's the matter, Professor Dumbledore?"
Sirius stood where he was when he heard the words.
Dumbledore also stepped down the steps and came to his side.
Then he waved the Elder Wand in his hand.
A cloud of warm gold flew from his wand.
Both like fire and like light.
The golden color instantly covered the entire pure black ground, rising and falling around the white stone platform, burning blazingly.
The sound of breaking a silk thread sounded one after another.
Wisp after wisp of red smoke emerged from the black ground.
The smoke immediately turned black as it passed through the piece of gold, and then slowly dissipated within the gold.
"This is?"
Sirius looked puzzled.
"This is probably the protective magic set by Medea."
As Scott said, he also walked up to the two of them.
Dumbledore nodded.
He said to Sirius: "If you stepped forward rashly just now, I'm afraid you will be planted with a vicious curse."
"what?"
Sirius looked surprised, but also a little scared.
"Fortunately... thank you, Professor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore smiled kindly.
"As I said, you are no longer a student, just call me Albus."
Sirius shrugged.
"Oh, I also want to say, I'm used to it."
"Professor." Scott asked curiously, "What kind of magic are you using?"
Because Dumbledore used a silent spell just now, and he didn't know what it was.
But the spell that can break the curse, he is very interested.
"I'm not using any magical spells."
Dumbledore replied with a smile.
"Curse stops immediately, or you can call it the end of all curses."
"Oh……"
Scott opened his mouth, a little speechless.
He can also use mantra!
Why is only Dumbledore's spell stop different from others?
For a moment, Scott finally realized that this was probably how others felt when they saw him using Transfiguration.
"As expected of Professor Dumbledore."
Sirius couldn't help sighing too.
"Any spell in your hands will be stronger than that used by others."
Dumbledore said cheerfully: "Thank you for the compliment, I just lived longer."
At this time, the piece of gold has gradually dimmed and slowly disappeared.
Scott felt it deliberately.
"It seems that the curse here has been broken by the professor, and the only thing left is..."
He looked at the white stone platform in the center.
"There is still residual magic power on the crystal coffin and the stone platform, it seems to be multiple rune circuits that have been destroyed..."
Having said that, he narrowed his eyes.
"Judging from the remaining breath, it seems that there are traces of time magic..."
At this moment, his body changed drastically and he returned to his original appearance.
"Oh, it's time for Polyjuice Potion."
He waved to a surprised Sirius.
"Good evening, Sirius."
"Oh... oh, it's you, Scott!"
Sirius grinned and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
"Dumbledore chose you to fight alongside him? That's remarkable!"
Scott said modestly: "It's a pity that I didn't help much."
At this time, Dumbledore had already reached the stone platform.
He squatted down and looked at the stone platform carefully, then pushed his glasses, staring at the destroyed crystal coffin.
Scott also walked onto the stone platform out of curiosity.
He asked Dumbledore, "Professor, do you think our goal has been achieved?"
Dumbledore nodded.
"It now appears that Ms. Slytherin has been sleeping here."
"I guess, she suppresses the curse and protects her soul through the multiple rune circuits engraved on the crystal coffin and the stone platform floor, as well as the power of magic."
"But now in order to leave here, she has to force herself to wake up, and interrupted these methods."
"The curse that must have been suppressed broke out again."
Scott immediately cheered up.
"In this way, the curses cast by Voldemort will only disappear when he dies."
He analyzed.
"I guess Medea's original plan was to suppress the curse, restore some of her powers, and take Voldemort's soul while we're at it."
"But now she obviously can't do it!"
"In other words, she couldn't move on her own until Voldemort died."
"You are right."
Dumbledore stood up.
"This way, we can concentrate on dealing with Voldemort first."
Scott said: "Also need to guard against the rest of the whole Witchcraft..."
He was pacing around the crystal coffin as he spoke, and happened to see the look of hell on Sirius' face.
"Oh, Scott, you're really..."
He gave a thumbs up.
"Even I dare not call that person by his name!"
Scott shrugged.
He told Sirius, "Harry always called that man by his first name, too."
"Haha... yes, Harry has always been brave."
Sirius smiled smugly, and couldn't help but began to praise his godson endlessly.
Scott casually echoed a few words, turned around and jumped off the stone platform, and walked in front of a ceramic figure.
In fact, he was quite envious of Medea's ability to manipulate dolls.
When Medea fought Voldemort in Azkaban, the main body did not appear at all.
She is just a few puppets controlled remotely to make herself invincible first.
If she hadn't had a blood relationship with Voldemort before, so that Voldemort could curse her through this relationship, I'm afraid she would have won.
Scott wanted to see if he could find the secret of Medea's puppet-manipulating magic through these figures.
But unfortunately, through the perception of magic power, he can conclude that the several ceramic figures nearby are very ordinary, and there is no magic power inside.
In other words, these are just embryos that have not been further processed.
Not giving up, Scott began to walk around the wall, ready to check all the ceramic figures.
When he walked slowly past a dozen ceramic figures, he finally stopped again.
The human figure in front of me has magic fluctuations in its heart.
Scott felt it carefully, showing a surprised expression.
He swung his wand decisively and used the cutting spell to destroy the surface of the humanoid heart.
The ceramics shattered, and several white pieces fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Under the eyes of Dumbledore and Sirius, Scott reached out and took out a red gemstone from the left side of the humanoid chest.
"This is……"
Dumbledore was a little surprised, and walked quickly to Scott.
"It's a one-time Philosopher's Stone, Professor."
Scott handed the red gemstone to Dumbledore.
"Oh, this is..."
Dumbledore reached out to take it, and checked it over and over several times.
"I see. Sure enough, it's very different from the Philosopher's Stone made by Nico...the magic power contained in it is too little... no wonder it's a one-off..."
He muttered to himself while watching.
"Magic stone?"
Sirius was a little dumbfounded.
"The legendary Philosopher's Stone? Are you kidding me?"
"It's a one-time Philosopher's Stone."
Scott told him.
"That is to say, it can only be used once, and it will completely lose its effect after being used once."
"But the effect of using it once won't be discounted, will it?"
Sirius asked a little excitedly.
"This……"
Scott shook his head.
"I do not know."
Using the Philosopher's Stone also requires skill.
Not everyone is Nicolas.
Even if Scott wants to use the Philosopher's Stone to prolong his life, if it's just him, he can't make the elixir of life even with the Philosopher's Stone.
Even the Midas touch he didn't know how to do.
The one-time magic stone he got before was actually almost used by him as a magic battery, helping him conjure Rimbaud when his magic power reserve was insufficient.
Medea did the same.
When she was fighting Voldemort, she used a one-time Philosopher's Stone to turn the straight-forward Killer Curse into an auto-tracking, forking and turning Killer Curse.
Of course, the Sorcerer's Stone also has the characteristic that it can work without learning the method.
That is, it endows Rimbaud with higher wisdom and growth, and it is closer to the essence of natural life.
Satisfied with curiosity, Dumbledore handed back the disposable Philosopher's Stone in his hand.
"professor?"
"It doesn't matter, I think, it may play a greater role in your hands."
Dumbledore put the Philosopher's Stone in his hand.
"Oh, this is the Philosopher's Stone? Let me see."
Sirius immediately moved to Scott's side, staring curiously at the stone in his hand.
"Of course you can."
Scott handed him the stone.
(End of this chapter)
