Chapter 245 Resurrection?
Through the ball of light, Sirius looked excitedly at Regulus who was breathing slowly, but he was completely speechless.
Lupin looked at this scene in great surprise, and said with a trembling voice:
"This... this... is alive? This is incredible..."
Kreacher jumped and danced with joy, and the whole elf was almost going crazy with joy.
After patiently waiting for the family members to calm down, Wright slowly said:
"This is just the first step. Next, I need something that contains Regulus's memories."
"And stuff all the memories back into his brain, so that Regulus can fully wake up."
"And modifying memories! That's the dark magic I need to use."
"So, it all depends on you!"
After saying this, Light looked at Sirius and waited quietly for his answer.
Faced with Kreacher's pleading eyes and Lupin's "I support you" look, Sirius nodded heavily.
After getting the consent, Kreacher disappeared directly from the spot and went to get the item containing the memory alone.
Not long after, it hurried back and handed a portrait to Wright.
Wright took the portrait and confirmed that it was a moving portrait of Regulus.
The young man in the portrait looks at the unfamiliar environment around him, seemingly a little confused, and has no idea what is going to happen.
But when it saw Sirius, it smiled from the bottom of its heart.
Without waiting for them to reminisce, Wright cast a spell and made the young man in the portrait fall into coma.
Refused Sirius and Lupin who wanted to come up to help.
Thicker nightmare black fog continued to surge out from Light's body, directly wrapping up the portrait.
Countless amounts of black mist penetrated into the portrait, forcibly pulling out the memory threads that made up the moving portrait.
Strands of black mist, carrying wisps of yellow memory threads, were neatly arranged in chronological order in mid-air.
As the figure in the portrait gradually disappeared, it was replaced by a wall of yellow silk threads spread out in the air!
He glanced at the two people and one elf who were still looking at the silk thread wall curiously.
Under the cover of the black fog, Wright took out a black remnant soul, revealed an ambiguous look, and muttered:
"I'm sorry I hid the most important step."
"Treatment is not that easy. Simply stuffing the memory back is impossible."
"This will only turn him into a vegetable!"
"Life requires three things: soul, spirit, and body. None of them can be missing!"
"Ordinary wizards simply regard the spiritual body as the soul, ignoring the more core origin of the soul."
"Regulus' spirit has dissipated, but his body and soul (origin) have been preserved by dark magic."
"So, as long as we fill the spiritual body, that's it."
After finishing his soliloquy, Wright looked at the black remnant soul in his hand and chuckled:
“Is this recycling or helping others fulfill their dreams?”
"Union Blackwood! Your lifelong dream has been to become a pureblood."
"Now, let me help you make it happen!"
"A pure-blood body, pure-blood memories, a pure-blood soul (origin), and a spirit that longs to become a pure-blood."
A strong divine fire ignited out of thin air from his hands, purifying the residual soul that had been immersed in darkness for too long.
Without too much commotion, the turbid and dark residual soul was smoothly burned into a transparent and clear appearance.
After eliminating all the dark forces that might exist in the remnant soul, Wright checked it again carefully.
After confirming that there was no problem, he drove the black mist into an extremely strange magic circle, which was peculiar and eerie.
If Voldemort could see this magic circle, he would definitely recognize it.
This was the array he used to create the Horcrux and strip away his own memories.
Of course, Wright would not use it to strip away memories, but this magic circle has a more alternative use.
Integrating memories into other objects is the most basic and important step in making a Horcrux.
Throwing the purified residual soul into the center of the magic circle will directly drive the magic circle.
The magic circle formed by black fog glowed with a scarlet and strange light.
But Wright didn't care, but carefully controlled the nightmare black fog, and cast rays of memory into the magic circle and into the residual soul.
From small to large, integrate it little by little according to the timeline.
As Light operated, the bleached spirit body was gradually filled with Regulus' memories.
The spiritual body, like a transparent ball of light, absorbed Regulus's memories faster and faster.
In the end, Light didn't even need to continue controlling the black fog and filling it with memories.
The light ball itself swallowed the very active memory light and arranged it neatly.
When the last ray of memory disappears in the air.
The spiritual body, like a ball of light, changed and was shaped into a skinny young man by the memories stored in it.
He looked exactly like Regulus who had just recovered from his Inferius state.
Seeing this dry, skinny spirit body, Wright had a guess in his mind:
"The portrait doesn't have the memories of the current Inferi Regulus, but it looks like this..."
"It seems that memory will shape the spirit into its own appearance, but it is not immutable!"
"If the mental body is weak, even if the memory is healthy, it cannot change its state."
"Union Blackwood's spirit body is also very weak!"
After knowing the situation, Light transferred magic power through the nightmare black fog to nourish the dilapidated spirit body.
While infusing it with magic power, Wright prepared for the next step:
"The spirit body, as well as the soul (Origin) and body (Inferi) preserved by black magic have all been dealt with."
"Then there is only one last step left, fusion!"
Under Light's control, the black fog activated the divine fire array remaining in Regulus' body.
A faint white light extended from the magic circle and transformed into silk threads, connecting the spirit body floating above the body with the physical body.
The magic power in Regulus' body also follows this connection and is transferred to his spiritual body.
When the formed spirit body came into contact with the transmitted magic power, it began to distort like ripples on a calm lake.
"Even with the assistance of memories and magic circles, will there still be rejection?"
Wright did not choose to sit idly by, and a faint black mist poured into the constantly twisted spirit body.
With Regulus's memory as the core, a magic circle that can absorb magic power was constructed.
As Wright moved, the twisted spirit body began to gradually stabilize and turned into a skinny spirit body again.
Wait until the connection between body and mind is stable enough.
Light then urged the black mist to stuff a spirit body that looked like Regulus into Regulus' body.
The divine fire array was activated again, slowly gluing the two together.
