Chapter 69

The basement of the Snape house looked much wider than the one above, but only relatively. In particular, the iron cage placed in the corner of the wall makes it look not much wider than above.

There were five sleeping men in the cage, all of whom had common characteristics: Muggles, adult males, criminals – and all condemned prisoners. It seems that Snape still investigated more or less when picking people.

"What's next?" Snape opened the cage, intending to get out the sleeping few inside.

Solim looked at Dumbledore, "Headmaster, have you finished reading what I gave you before the holidays?"

"Leave it to me, Severus. Dumbledore said calmly. Before the holiday, Solim gave Dumbledore the correct way to use the Resurrection Stone and how to summon the souls of the dead. I believe Dumbledore is ready, both mentally and materially.

Snape frowned as he watched Dumbledore pull out various things from his bag. Solim noticed it and explained, "Professor, this ritual is not only enough for souls and resurrection stones, but also requires other materials, of course, you know, I am a poor ghost, many of these materials are contraband, and only the headmaster has the way to get them all." "

Snape nodded, accepting Solim's explanation. Don't think Snape was a Potions master, but there were some things he really didn't have the skills to get his hands on. The materials used in the ritual are not only potion materials, but also some scarce alchemy materials, and only a great wizard with a high reputation and a large number of contacts like Dumbledore has the ability to collect all these things.

When Dumbledore was ready, he took out the Resurrection Stone and gave it to Snape.

"Professor, next, you have to listen to every word I say, because you must not make a mistake in the next process. Solim said to Snape solemnly.

The cloak of the soul is the body, while the cloak of consciousness is the soul. A soul without consciousness is like a body without a soul, and only when consciousness, soul, and body are complete, can a complete person be. It's like a life-requishing spell, which completely destroys a person's soul, even if the person's body and consciousness are still intact, but without the soul, the person is considered dead. Because it is the soul that connects consciousness and body, and the body that lacks the control of consciousness is a pile of dead flesh.

Solim says that this ritual is called the Spiritualist Ritual, which is not accurate. But that's what the Codex says, it doesn't matter what the ritual is called, it's what it does. With the soul as fuel, supplemented by various materials, it is not the soul that is truly summoned through the resurrection stone, but the residual consciousness of the deceased. Because there is no way for the soul to communicate, only the consciousness can communicate.

But because once a person dies, whether it is because the body is destroyed or the soul is destroyed, the consciousness is affected and falls into a deep sleep—just like sleeping. But this is no ordinary sleep, this should be called eternal sleep. Just like waking up a person who is asleep, it takes external stimulation to wake up from sleep. This is especially true for consciousness that has fallen silent.

But these already silent consciousnesses are like a person who has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, and can fall asleep even standing, and such a person wants to stay awake, he needs external stimulation, and these souls prepared by Snape are used to do this, and by burning these souls, the awakened consciousness can be kept alive, so that communication can be carried out.

Dealing with these souls while maintaining communication with the summoned consciousness can only be done by one person. Moreover, the act of burning the soul in the middle of the process cannot be interrupted, otherwise the summoned consciousness will immediately fall into a deep sleep. And it's not so easy to wake up again.

"So, Professor, this is your only chance. Solim said: "Consciousness is different from body and soul, it is invisible, but you who hold the resurrection stone can feel it, I and the headmaster will leave later, leaving you here alone, the various precautions of this ritual, I think the headmaster has already made it clear to you, we won't bother you." Good luck. "

With that, Solim glanced at the hesitant Dumbledore, turned around and prepared to walk towards the living room. Dumbledore had an idea in his mind, and Solim thought he could still guess a little. Ariana - Dumbledore's heart hurts forever. Would he want to take this opportunity to apologize to his sister, but even if Dumbledore wanted to do so, it would have to be behind Snape, maybe Dumbledore had a lot of material, but Solim didn't believe that Dumbledore would murder a Muggle soul in order to apologize to his sister, even if that Muggle was a death row prisoner. Dumbledore may not have been exactly a good man, but after he repented, his moral standards were simply terrifying.

Solim returned to the living room, sat down and took out his journal and put it on the coffee table, he was waiting for Dumbledore. He could talk to Dumbledore about the journal at this time. Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Solim himself wasn't sure if he should turn out all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and when Solim weighed the pros and cons, Dumbledore sat across from him.

Dumbledore didn't look at Solim, but instead stared at the journal on the coffee table.

"Headmaster, this Horcrux is a bit different. Solim said, "It's a conscious Horcrux. "

Among all Voldemort's Horcruxes, apart from Nagini and Harry, who were originally life, this diary is the most special. Other Horcruxes only seal a part of Voldemort's soul, but this diary not only has a soul, but also a part of Voldemort's memory, and it is with this part of the memory that the "activity" of this Horcrux is much higher than that of other Horcruxes, it can be said to be a Horcrux with its own will. It actively tries to confuse others, and it has all the memories of Voldemort's school days, including the knowledge of magic.

Solim picked up his pen and prepared to show Dumbledore what the Horcrux was like like that.

"Hello, Dark Lord. Solim wrote these words.

There was no response from the journal.

Solim smiled at Dumbledore and didn't say anything.

"Your headmaster is looking at you, don't you think it's rude for you to ignore you like this?" After writing this sentence, Solim continued, "Also, don't really think that I can't destroy you, come out honestly." "

With that, Solim pulled out his wand in his left hand and swiped it on his right wrist. Then the blood dripped onto the diary. Compared to absorbing Ginny's life force, Solim now uses a more direct method. The vitality of fresh human blood is what this journal desires, and it will make it strong.

Stopping the wound, Solim said into the journal, "Come on, don't hide it." Come out and say hello to your professor. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a black gas drifted out of the diary, gradually forming a human form, but a little transparent, and the scene behind him could be seen through him.

"Hello, Professor. Voldemort, who was a student, said politely, "Of course, and you." "One glance at Solim, Riddle—he wasn't much Voldemort, was looking at Solim with a scrutinizing eye.

"Hello, Tom. Dumbledore spoke, "I really didn't think that we would meet in this situation. "

"It's just a memory of me when I was sixteen. Not a complete person. Riddle is being honest now, "He roughly stripped me and then shoved me into this broken notebook, and then I was forced to stay in this journal for an unknown number of years, and only today have I been released." "

"Gain sympathy...... It's not going to work for us, Mr. Riddle. Solim crossed his legs, "The two people sitting here know a lot about you, so put away this trick." "

"And I don't have a lot of blood dripping in my diary, don't waste this hard-won opportunity, I won't do it again. Solim finished speaking to Riddle and looked at Dumbledore across from him.

"Then I'll just ask, Tom, this Horcrux is you...... Or rather, he made it when he was 16 years old, then...... How many were he going to do?"

"You should ask him about it, I'm just a 16-year-old memory in his diary, he didn't think that way, at least I didn't know. Riddle was expressionless.