Chapter 527
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 527 527. Give him a bottle of life and death water
Back at Hogwarts Castle, Scott didn't care about the next thing.
He didn't sleep all night, he needed to catch up on sleep.
He handed the different space gem directly to Dumbledore, and returned to the Ravenclaw common room by himself.
It was still daylight at this time, and everyone hadn't gotten up yet.
Scott returned to the bedroom lightly, undressed and went to bed.
Not long after, he heard someone calling him in a daze.
"Scott."
"Scott!"
"Get up!"
"I'm going to be late for class!"
"I'm sorry." Scott said vaguely, "I don't have class today."
"What did you do last night?"
Scott didn't answer, turned around and fell asleep again.
When he really woke up, it was already noon.
He sat up from the bed, shaking his heavy head.
Thinking of what he had to do today, he quickly got up, ran to the bathroom to take a shower, and then changed his clothes.
After leaving the common room, he ran into Luna on the tower's spiral staircase.
At this moment Luna was going upstairs.
"Anthracene, good afternoon, Scott."
Luna tilted her head.
"I didn't see you at the dinner table today."
"I didn't sleep last night." Scott looked up at his watch. "Is lunch time over?"
Luna nodded, "You can go directly to the kitchen."
"Oh, I don't have time to eat lunch, I'd better go to the principal's office for a snack."
Scott waved his hand and walked down past Luna.
"See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Luna turned around.
"It's an end, but it's also a beginning."
"what?"
Scott, who had already walked down several steps, looked up at Luna.
Luna just waved her hand with a smile, turned and walked up.
Scott pondered for a moment, then continued downstairs.
Walking around the castle, he entered the wooden door of the principal's office through the entrance on the third floor.
Glancing at the griffin statue aside, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Tuk, Tuk Tuk.
The door opened.
Scott walked into the office and found that there were already three people in the office at this time.
Dumbledore, Sirius, Harry.
Harry was slumped on the sofa with a helpless expression, and Dumbledore was sitting opposite him with a teacup.
Only Sirius walked up and down by himself, his face full of anxiety.
"good afternoon."
Scott said hello.
"good afternoon."
Harry and Sirius answered in unison.
Scott could hear that the tone of both of them was a bit abnormal.
There was subtle anxiety in Sirius' tone, but Harry's was frustrated.
"Oh, good afternoon, Scott."
Dumbledore still looked cheerful, showing no negative emotions at all.
"I haven't had breakfast, and I haven't had lunch yet, Professor."
Scott said, and walked to Harry and sat down.
Dumbledore suggested enthusiastically, "Oh, it doesn't matter, you can also fill your stomach here, do you want to try my collection of cockroach piles?"
"No need." Scott rebuffed, "Please give me something more like food."
"Well, I remember you don't like sweets."
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The coffee table in front of Scott jingled, several plates of snacks of various styles, and a cup of tea appeared one after another.
"Thank you."
Feeling hungry, Scott reached for a sandwich and gnawed on it.
At this point, he became aware that both Harry and Sirius were looking at him, and he turned to look at them too.
"You want to eat too?"
Harry was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile to reply, "Thank you, I ate just now, and I'm not hungry yet."
"It's not going well, it's not going well."
Sirius was still full of anxiety, pacing back and forth, talking loudly.
"Maybe your plan won't work."
Suddenly, he gritted his teeth.
"I suggest, if it doesn't work, just throw them all in."
"Sirius, we can't do that!" Harry exclaimed, "That would implicate innocent people!"
Sirius dismissed it, "Come on, none of those people are innocent."
"I know," insisted Harry, "but not everyone's crime deserves the death penalty."
Dumbledore said, "They must accept the trial of the Wizengamot, so that such a judgment will have legal effect."
Sirius frowned tightly, "But, is it because of this reason that the plan failed? There will be no such opportunity next time!"
"Sorry, it's all my fault."
Harry scratched his head in distress, then looked at Dumbledore firmly.
"Let's keep trying, Professor."
Sirius on the side hesitated to speak, and did not speak again.
While eating, Scott watched the three talking and did not participate in the discussion.
Because there is nothing to say, if he had made the decision, he would have thrown the different space gems into the secret realm long ago.
But since he wasn't in charge, he didn't care.
In case someone would say that he disregarded human life and hurt innocent people.
Thinking of this, Scott looked at the magic stone of the different space that Dumbledore put on the desk, and felt the interior of the different space.
At this time, some of the Death Eaters seemed to have collapsed. They frantically destroyed everything around them, and then were knocked down by Voldemort.
But some still remain calm.
Under the leadership of Voldemort, they attacked the space wall uninterruptedly in the mode of rest in shifts.
Voldemort, who should have been the craziest, still maintained a considerable degree of calm at the moment, which surprised Scott.
Withdrawing his perception, he looked at Dumbledore and Harry curiously.
At this point, Dumbledore had put down his teacup and took out the Elder Wand.
"Give full attention, Harry."
He raised his hand slowly.
"Let the consciousness always keep a trace of sobriety."
"Show me, guide my magic, and find the fragment of Voldemort's soul."
"Yes."
Harry took off his glasses.
"Attention..."
Dumbledore waved his wand very clearly.
"Insomnia."
Harry's eyes widened.
He became dazed at first, as if he was sleepwalking, but soon, a struggling expression appeared on his face, as if he was forcibly enduring torture.
Dumbledore stopped casting and lowered his wand.
"Oh, Harry, relax, your Occlumency is on again."
"I'm sorry, Professor!"
Harry, who came back to his senses, quickly apologized.
"Sorry, I couldn't hold back!"
"Don't say sorry."
Dumbledore shook his head slightly.
"It's okay, it's an instinct to protect yourself, and you can't control it yourself."
"Yes……"
Harry lowered his head in frustration.
"Harry, your Occlumency has been conditioned." Sirius praised Harry.
Of course, he did not forget to praise himself, "This shows that I teach well!"
"Thank you." Harry smiled a little forcedly.
Scott continued to remain silent, thinking only inwardly.
Harry didn't know the real connection between him and Voldemort in the past, Dumbledore didn't tell him.
Scott also made up lies about the connection due to the prophecy in front of these two people.
but now……
Looks like Dumbledore has told Harry everything.
Thinking of this, Scott glanced at Harry again.
At this time, Harry also became a little anxious. He raised his hand and touched the lightning scar on his forehead, biting his lower lip tightly.
Scott didn't bother him, and instead asked Dumbledore, "Excuse me, what was the principle just now, Professor."
Using Legilimency to pass information through Harry to the soul shard, and then from the soul shard to Voldemort?
"Is this possible?"
"There is hope." Dumbledore said, "It's just that this is an extremely delicate job. Harry must ensure that Occlumency will not be activated, so that I can complete it without being affected."
Scott turned to look at Harry.
Harry shrugged at him.
"Why not give him a bottle of Deathwater and let him go straight to sleep before doing it," Scott said.
Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise.
"Good idea." Sirius agreed directly.
Dumbledore looked at Harry, "What do you think, Harry?"
"I……"
Harry hesitated to speak.
"Ok."
He reluctantly agreed.
"Give."
Scott took out a bottle of Death Water from the shapeshifting lizard pouch on his waist and handed it to Harry.
"Drink."
"Uh……"
Harry took the potion bottle and gave him a complicated look.
"Why do I feel that you are already prepared?"
"how is this possible?"
Scott took a sip of hot tea from his teacup.
"I'm just used to carrying some common potions with me."
Harry was very suspicious.
"Water of Life and Death is also a common potion?"
"Of course." Scott said affirmatively, "If you occasionally suffer from insomnia, use it to sleep, the effect can't be better."
"But……"
Harry still looked at him suspiciously.
Scott curled his lips, "Don't be wordy, drink quickly."
Harry took a deep breath, as if mustering courage, then uncorked the bottle, tilted his head back and poured the potion into his mouth, almost at one go.
Scott watched him with interest.
Harry looked a little upset, but he couldn't say anything more.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the medicine bottle in his hand fell on the carpet, and then he fell asleep with his head tilted.
Sirius helped Harry by the shoulders so that he was leaning back on the sofa.
Dumbledore tapped his wand lightly, and the back of the sofa began to move down, and Harry's sitting position became a half-lying position.
"Insomnia."
Dumbledore swung his wand again.
Then, he also leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
A long time has passed.
Dumbledore never opened his eyes, but a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Scott felt it carefully.
He always felt that what Dumbledore used should not be pure insanity.
It's a kind of spell that is transformed on the basis of soul-hunting, and it has a taste of involving the soul.
The process of casting this spell was unexpectedly long, and both Scott and Sirius watched quietly.
The difference is that Sirius is full of worry, while Scott is calm.
While Dumbledore was casting the spell, Scott was also sensing Voldemort's reaction in the different space.
Voldemort was not attacking the space wall at this moment.
He was standing aside, like a foreman, directing the uninterrupted attack of the Death Eaters under his command.
So far, he has not shown any abnormality, it seems that he has not received the "signal" of the soul fragment.
Scott was thinking about telling Dumbledore about this situation when he saw the change in the expression on Voldemort's face.
First stunned, then anger, then joy, and finally peace.
Scott glanced at Dumbledore who had finally finished casting.
"Did it work?" Sirius asked impatiently.
"It worked, Professor," said Scott. "I sensed Voldemort's reaction."
"Great!"
Sirius punched out of thin air.
"That's good."
Dumbledore also breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you fail this time, there is no point in trying again."
He looked at Harry, who was still asleep.
"Harry has been suffering in order to achieve his goals."
Scott and Sirius also looked at Harry.
Although Harry was in a deep sleep at this moment, he didn't sleep peacefully, instead he kept frowning tightly.
"Very well done, Harry."
Sirius reached out and stroked Harry's hair like a real father.
Scott stood up and said to Dumbledore, "Professor, let's go now."
Dumbledore nodded and stood up too.
He asked Scott to put away the different space gems.
"Fox."
Then, he raised his arm and let the phoenix Fox fly over to settle down.
"It's a bit far away, let Fox take us there."
Scott was surprised, "It knows where the 'Niflheim' secret place is?"
Dumbledore said with a smile: "This is the special ability of the phoenix. You only need to tell it the coordinates, and it can take us there."
Fox made a melodious chirp in coordination.
"Then I'm counting on you, Fox."
Scott gave the coordinates and at the same time reached out and grabbed one of its tail feathers.
"Then, Sirius, you're here to take care of Harry, and we'll be back soon."
Dumbledore said something to Sirius, and then Fox took the two of them across the space.
Soon, they appeared in the cold Arctic Circle, floating above the sea in the harsh sea wind.
Scott let go of Fox's tail feathers, temporarily levitating with the cloak.
"Sirein."
He tossed a tiny sailfish with one hand and drew out his wand with the other.
"Get bigger fast!"
"Armor protection!"
The armor body forms a spherical magic barrier, enveloping Scott, Dumbledore, and Fox.
Immediately afterwards, Sirene, whose body became huge, jumped high while riding the sea water.
The seawater is automatically wrapped outside the magic barrier, forming a larger sphere.
The huge water polo fell to the surface of the sea and merged into the sea.
Under the surface of the sea, Phoenix Fox uttered a few uneasily.
"Oh, Fox."
Dumbledore reached out and touched the feathers on its back.
"You may be the only phoenix in this world that has entered the bottom of the sea."
His reassurance seemed to have worked, and Fox became quiet again.
As the dive got deeper and darker, Fox's feathers became brighter and brighter.
Soon, Scott saw the sunken ship again.
(End of this chapter)
Back at Hogwarts Castle, Scott didn't care about the next thing.
He didn't sleep all night, he needed to catch up on sleep.
He handed the different space gem directly to Dumbledore, and returned to the Ravenclaw common room by himself.
It was still daylight at this time, and everyone hadn't gotten up yet.
Scott returned to the bedroom lightly, undressed and went to bed.
Not long after, he heard someone calling him in a daze.
"Scott."
"Scott!"
"Get up!"
"I'm going to be late for class!"
"I'm sorry." Scott said vaguely, "I don't have class today."
"What did you do last night?"
Scott didn't answer, turned around and fell asleep again.
When he really woke up, it was already noon.
He sat up from the bed, shaking his heavy head.
Thinking of what he had to do today, he quickly got up, ran to the bathroom to take a shower, and then changed his clothes.
After leaving the common room, he ran into Luna on the tower's spiral staircase.
At this moment Luna was going upstairs.
"Anthracene, good afternoon, Scott."
Luna tilted her head.
"I didn't see you at the dinner table today."
"I didn't sleep last night." Scott looked up at his watch. "Is lunch time over?"
Luna nodded, "You can go directly to the kitchen."
"Oh, I don't have time to eat lunch, I'd better go to the principal's office for a snack."
Scott waved his hand and walked down past Luna.
"See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Luna turned around.
"It's an end, but it's also a beginning."
"what?"
Scott, who had already walked down several steps, looked up at Luna.
Luna just waved her hand with a smile, turned and walked up.
Scott pondered for a moment, then continued downstairs.
Walking around the castle, he entered the wooden door of the principal's office through the entrance on the third floor.
Glancing at the griffin statue aside, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Tuk, Tuk Tuk.
The door opened.
Scott walked into the office and found that there were already three people in the office at this time.
Dumbledore, Sirius, Harry.
Harry was slumped on the sofa with a helpless expression, and Dumbledore was sitting opposite him with a teacup.
Only Sirius walked up and down by himself, his face full of anxiety.
"good afternoon."
Scott said hello.
"good afternoon."
Harry and Sirius answered in unison.
Scott could hear that the tone of both of them was a bit abnormal.
There was subtle anxiety in Sirius' tone, but Harry's was frustrated.
"Oh, good afternoon, Scott."
Dumbledore still looked cheerful, showing no negative emotions at all.
"I haven't had breakfast, and I haven't had lunch yet, Professor."
Scott said, and walked to Harry and sat down.
Dumbledore suggested enthusiastically, "Oh, it doesn't matter, you can also fill your stomach here, do you want to try my collection of cockroach piles?"
"No need." Scott rebuffed, "Please give me something more like food."
"Well, I remember you don't like sweets."
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The coffee table in front of Scott jingled, several plates of snacks of various styles, and a cup of tea appeared one after another.
"Thank you."
Feeling hungry, Scott reached for a sandwich and gnawed on it.
At this point, he became aware that both Harry and Sirius were looking at him, and he turned to look at them too.
"You want to eat too?"
Harry was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile to reply, "Thank you, I ate just now, and I'm not hungry yet."
"It's not going well, it's not going well."
Sirius was still full of anxiety, pacing back and forth, talking loudly.
"Maybe your plan won't work."
Suddenly, he gritted his teeth.
"I suggest, if it doesn't work, just throw them all in."
"Sirius, we can't do that!" Harry exclaimed, "That would implicate innocent people!"
Sirius dismissed it, "Come on, none of those people are innocent."
"I know," insisted Harry, "but not everyone's crime deserves the death penalty."
Dumbledore said, "They must accept the trial of the Wizengamot, so that such a judgment will have legal effect."
Sirius frowned tightly, "But, is it because of this reason that the plan failed? There will be no such opportunity next time!"
"Sorry, it's all my fault."
Harry scratched his head in distress, then looked at Dumbledore firmly.
"Let's keep trying, Professor."
Sirius on the side hesitated to speak, and did not speak again.
While eating, Scott watched the three talking and did not participate in the discussion.
Because there is nothing to say, if he had made the decision, he would have thrown the different space gems into the secret realm long ago.
But since he wasn't in charge, he didn't care.
In case someone would say that he disregarded human life and hurt innocent people.
Thinking of this, Scott looked at the magic stone of the different space that Dumbledore put on the desk, and felt the interior of the different space.
At this time, some of the Death Eaters seemed to have collapsed. They frantically destroyed everything around them, and then were knocked down by Voldemort.
But some still remain calm.
Under the leadership of Voldemort, they attacked the space wall uninterruptedly in the mode of rest in shifts.
Voldemort, who should have been the craziest, still maintained a considerable degree of calm at the moment, which surprised Scott.
Withdrawing his perception, he looked at Dumbledore and Harry curiously.
At this point, Dumbledore had put down his teacup and took out the Elder Wand.
"Give full attention, Harry."
He raised his hand slowly.
"Let the consciousness always keep a trace of sobriety."
"Show me, guide my magic, and find the fragment of Voldemort's soul."
"Yes."
Harry took off his glasses.
"Attention..."
Dumbledore waved his wand very clearly.
"Insomnia."
Harry's eyes widened.
He became dazed at first, as if he was sleepwalking, but soon, a struggling expression appeared on his face, as if he was forcibly enduring torture.
Dumbledore stopped casting and lowered his wand.
"Oh, Harry, relax, your Occlumency is on again."
"I'm sorry, Professor!"
Harry, who came back to his senses, quickly apologized.
"Sorry, I couldn't hold back!"
"Don't say sorry."
Dumbledore shook his head slightly.
"It's okay, it's an instinct to protect yourself, and you can't control it yourself."
"Yes……"
Harry lowered his head in frustration.
"Harry, your Occlumency has been conditioned." Sirius praised Harry.
Of course, he did not forget to praise himself, "This shows that I teach well!"
"Thank you." Harry smiled a little forcedly.
Scott continued to remain silent, thinking only inwardly.
Harry didn't know the real connection between him and Voldemort in the past, Dumbledore didn't tell him.
Scott also made up lies about the connection due to the prophecy in front of these two people.
but now……
Looks like Dumbledore has told Harry everything.
Thinking of this, Scott glanced at Harry again.
At this time, Harry also became a little anxious. He raised his hand and touched the lightning scar on his forehead, biting his lower lip tightly.
Scott didn't bother him, and instead asked Dumbledore, "Excuse me, what was the principle just now, Professor."
Using Legilimency to pass information through Harry to the soul shard, and then from the soul shard to Voldemort?
"Is this possible?"
"There is hope." Dumbledore said, "It's just that this is an extremely delicate job. Harry must ensure that Occlumency will not be activated, so that I can complete it without being affected."
Scott turned to look at Harry.
Harry shrugged at him.
"Why not give him a bottle of Deathwater and let him go straight to sleep before doing it," Scott said.
Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise.
"Good idea." Sirius agreed directly.
Dumbledore looked at Harry, "What do you think, Harry?"
"I……"
Harry hesitated to speak.
"Ok."
He reluctantly agreed.
"Give."
Scott took out a bottle of Death Water from the shapeshifting lizard pouch on his waist and handed it to Harry.
"Drink."
"Uh……"
Harry took the potion bottle and gave him a complicated look.
"Why do I feel that you are already prepared?"
"how is this possible?"
Scott took a sip of hot tea from his teacup.
"I'm just used to carrying some common potions with me."
Harry was very suspicious.
"Water of Life and Death is also a common potion?"
"Of course." Scott said affirmatively, "If you occasionally suffer from insomnia, use it to sleep, the effect can't be better."
"But……"
Harry still looked at him suspiciously.
Scott curled his lips, "Don't be wordy, drink quickly."
Harry took a deep breath, as if mustering courage, then uncorked the bottle, tilted his head back and poured the potion into his mouth, almost at one go.
Scott watched him with interest.
Harry looked a little upset, but he couldn't say anything more.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the medicine bottle in his hand fell on the carpet, and then he fell asleep with his head tilted.
Sirius helped Harry by the shoulders so that he was leaning back on the sofa.
Dumbledore tapped his wand lightly, and the back of the sofa began to move down, and Harry's sitting position became a half-lying position.
"Insomnia."
Dumbledore swung his wand again.
Then, he also leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
A long time has passed.
Dumbledore never opened his eyes, but a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Scott felt it carefully.
He always felt that what Dumbledore used should not be pure insanity.
It's a kind of spell that is transformed on the basis of soul-hunting, and it has a taste of involving the soul.
The process of casting this spell was unexpectedly long, and both Scott and Sirius watched quietly.
The difference is that Sirius is full of worry, while Scott is calm.
While Dumbledore was casting the spell, Scott was also sensing Voldemort's reaction in the different space.
Voldemort was not attacking the space wall at this moment.
He was standing aside, like a foreman, directing the uninterrupted attack of the Death Eaters under his command.
So far, he has not shown any abnormality, it seems that he has not received the "signal" of the soul fragment.
Scott was thinking about telling Dumbledore about this situation when he saw the change in the expression on Voldemort's face.
First stunned, then anger, then joy, and finally peace.
Scott glanced at Dumbledore who had finally finished casting.
"Did it work?" Sirius asked impatiently.
"It worked, Professor," said Scott. "I sensed Voldemort's reaction."
"Great!"
Sirius punched out of thin air.
"That's good."
Dumbledore also breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you fail this time, there is no point in trying again."
He looked at Harry, who was still asleep.
"Harry has been suffering in order to achieve his goals."
Scott and Sirius also looked at Harry.
Although Harry was in a deep sleep at this moment, he didn't sleep peacefully, instead he kept frowning tightly.
"Very well done, Harry."
Sirius reached out and stroked Harry's hair like a real father.
Scott stood up and said to Dumbledore, "Professor, let's go now."
Dumbledore nodded and stood up too.
He asked Scott to put away the different space gems.
"Fox."
Then, he raised his arm and let the phoenix Fox fly over to settle down.
"It's a bit far away, let Fox take us there."
Scott was surprised, "It knows where the 'Niflheim' secret place is?"
Dumbledore said with a smile: "This is the special ability of the phoenix. You only need to tell it the coordinates, and it can take us there."
Fox made a melodious chirp in coordination.
"Then I'm counting on you, Fox."
Scott gave the coordinates and at the same time reached out and grabbed one of its tail feathers.
"Then, Sirius, you're here to take care of Harry, and we'll be back soon."
Dumbledore said something to Sirius, and then Fox took the two of them across the space.
Soon, they appeared in the cold Arctic Circle, floating above the sea in the harsh sea wind.
Scott let go of Fox's tail feathers, temporarily levitating with the cloak.
"Sirein."
He tossed a tiny sailfish with one hand and drew out his wand with the other.
"Get bigger fast!"
"Armor protection!"
The armor body forms a spherical magic barrier, enveloping Scott, Dumbledore, and Fox.
Immediately afterwards, Sirene, whose body became huge, jumped high while riding the sea water.
The seawater is automatically wrapped outside the magic barrier, forming a larger sphere.
The huge water polo fell to the surface of the sea and merged into the sea.
Under the surface of the sea, Phoenix Fox uttered a few uneasily.
"Oh, Fox."
Dumbledore reached out and touched the feathers on its back.
"You may be the only phoenix in this world that has entered the bottom of the sea."
His reassurance seemed to have worked, and Fox became quiet again.
As the dive got deeper and darker, Fox's feathers became brighter and brighter.
Soon, Scott saw the sunken ship again.
(End of this chapter)
