Chapter 127: The Crown, Voldemort on the Island of Consciousness

After all, the storm outside the school cannot reach the school. After the attack, the students of Hogwarts returned to their daily lives.

In the Herbology class, Ernie, who had come to his senses, apologized to Harry, and Harry generously forgave him.

On the contrary, Ron teased Ernie, calling him the Dark Lord's number one lackey, and the two almost came to a fight.

And Aiden began to devote himself to his study life at Hogwarts again.

On this day, Aiden came out of the Room of Requirement with a crown in his hand. The black magic power on the crown seemed to be eroding Aiden's palm.

But the dragon scales on his hands kept the strange magic power out.

After packing the crown in a box, Aiden went to the principal's office.

Passing through Dumbledore's beloved spiral staircase, Aiden entered the headmaster's office.

Dumbledore, who was sitting at his desk, saw Aiden coming and stopped what he was doing.

"What's the matter, Aiden?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well, let me show you something." Aiden opened the box and revealed the crown inside.

"What is this? It's Ms. Rowena's relic!" The old principal immediately recognized what was in Aiden's hand.

"Yeah, it's a pity that it was tainted by a stupid guy." Aiden frowned.

"Tom?" Dumbledore's eyes flashed with understanding.

"So, you came to me to do something, right?" asked Dumbledore, who knew Aiden.

"Professor, I would like to invite you to join the experiment. I want to try to destroy the Horcrux without damaging the object itself." Aiden looked at Dumbledore seriously.

"Is it for that child?" Dumbledore's eyes contained a hint of expectation.

"Humph, for the founder's relics." Aiden rolled his eyes.

"I've read the records of the academy. The real function of Ms. Rowena's relics is to speed up thinking. That's why some people believe that the crown can bring wisdom." Aiden shook the crown in his hand, and the gem of the crown became darker.

"Yes, the legacy and wisdom of our predecessors are also worthy of learning." Dumbledore looked elsewhere, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"This is not the most important thing. Ms. Rowena's real extraordinary achievement should be that the crown accelerates thinking without any side effects." Aiden's tone was full of admiration.

"Well, where do you plan to conduct your research, and are you planning to involve others?" Dumbledore inquired.

"There's already one, do you have any other candidates?" Aiden asked back.

"There is one person who I believe will do his best."

The two looked at each other and both smiled like capitalists.

In the afternoon, in front of the Room of Requirement, Oliver and Snape looked at each other in silence.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Oliver decided to greet Snape first, "Good afternoon, Professor Snape."

"Humph, if it wasn't someone playing a prank on us, it must have been a trick played by the headmaster whose brain is covered in sugar and your roommate who has horns on his head and increases his IQ." Snape slowly crossed his arms.

At this time, a wooden door appeared behind the two of them. The door opened, and it was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen clearly. An exquisite face emerged.

"You're here, come in." Aiden warmly invited the two to come in and eat melons like an old farmer.

"Hmph." Snape was skilled and bold, so he walked in first, followed closely by Oliver.

Walking into the room, there is a huge alchemical matrix inside, and multiple crystals are floating in the air.

Several alchemical matrices unfolded in the air, surrounding the crystal as the center.

The crystals are directly connected by almost solid magic threads.

At the very center of the matrix is ​​a uniquely shaped crown, and the gem in the middle of the crown has turned completely black.

"So, you are the ones who are planning to build a bomb and take out the entire school." Snape teased the two of them.

"This is the relic of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw, but unfortunately, it was made into a Horcrux by Tom. Aiden and I are going to study it to see if there is a way to dispel Tom's soul without damaging the crown."

Dumbledore threw out the bait. Snape, who didn't understand what the two meant when he heard this, showed excitement in his eyes.

"So, you asked me to come here to participate in this research?" Oliver was a little confused.

"No, I just thought I needed someone to move some stuff," Aiden teased, before being punched by Oliver.

"How far have you come in your research?" Snape's heart was completely focused on the crown, and he had no time to think about the Yin and Yang people.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore and I have built an analytical matrix and a protective matrix. Now we plan to try to use alien magic interference to slowly dissolve the soul anchor that Tom left on it." Aiden spread his hands.

"No, although black magic uses souls as sacrifices, the anchor does not remain on the object after the sacrifice." Snape, as a master of black magic, pointed out the problem immediately.

"I've gone in and checked, and the anchor is indeed left in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, but I think if I use my ability as a channel, we might be able to project the alien magic to where the anchor is," Aiden explained.

"So what kind of alien magic did you choose?" Snape asked the final question.

Aiden clasped his fingers together and gave a mysterious smile: "My magic power."

"Yours?" Oliver and Snape exclaimed at the same time.

"How is that possible? What's so special about you..." Snape regretted his words as soon as he opened his mouth and quickly closed his mouth.

"My magic has a strong guiding effect. When I sail in the sea of ​​consciousness, my magic becomes light, but when I am in the present world, my magic is very heavy.

I will sneak into Senior Tom's island of consciousness and leave a beacon, and you will be responsible for projecting the magic power I left in the outside world into it.

This will increase the mass of the anchor and allow it to sink into the misty fantasy world."

Aiden saw Snape's embarrassment and revealed a little about his situation to ease his embarrassment.

Snape took over the steps, "There is no time to lose, let's get started, I still have potions to make."

"Well, let us begin," said Dumbledore.

Then, Aiden took out a small bottle, cut his finger, and dripped a few drops of blood into it. The bright red blood was mixed with a hint of silver.

He injected magic power into it and then handed the bottle to Snape. Snape took the bottle and gave Aiden a complicated look.

Dumbledore and Oliver took over the control of the alchemical matrix, and a large amount of data flowed into their heads at once.

Then Aiden began to travel through dreams. His whole body became ethereal and he entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

The surging magma on the Horcrux's island of consciousness emitted a dazzling light, a strange smell of sulfur kept rushing into the nostrils, and the hot air gently licked the skin.

Aiden searched inside and finally found the soul nailed to it in the crater.

The 20-year-old Voldemort was nailed here by his own killing soul.

"It's so sad, Senior Tom." There was no sympathy in Aiden's eyes.

"There's no need to be so hypocritical. You want to kill me, but you can't bear to destroy the crown, right?" Voldemort showed a smug look.

"Not really, senior, take your pride and go down with those rubbish."

Aiden gave a devilish smile, the lava illuminating his heterochromatic pupils, making him look beautiful yet dangerous.

He took out his wand and left a mark on Senior Tom's soul.

In the outside world, the alchemical matrix maintained by Dumbledore and Oliver also sent feedback.

Dumbledore said, "Severus, the time is now."

Snape quickly came to the node and poured Aiden's blood into it.

The blood, carrying magic power, was injected into the Horcrux through the alchemical matrix.

Above the island of consciousness, thick clouds suddenly gathered above the crater, and silver electric light shuttled through the clouds.

After a while, heavy silver rain poured out from the clouds, soaking the scorched earth. The air was filled with the fragrance of soil, dyeing the island of consciousness silver.

At the same time, the island began to sink slowly.

"No, Aiden Prewett, let me go, and I can give you everything I have, eternal life. By the way, do you want to know about my improved Horcruxes? I can teach you everything." Voldemort began to pray when he saw that the situation was not good.

Aiden smiled at his ugly appearance and said, "Well, goodbye, Senior Tom."

He turned into a dream spirit and disappeared from the island.

"No, come back, no~, I curse you, Aiden Prewett, I curse you!!!!!" Voldemort's voice echoed on the island of consciousness, but unfortunately no one could answer him.