RPAGF Chapter 227 Forced love and long overdue return home
Chapter 227 Forced love and long overdue return home
Chapter 227 Forced love and long overdue return home
Rough and hurried footsteps sounded in the empty cave, and Ron, who pushed out a thick shield, rushed into the dark space in front of him baptized by all curses, followed by the other three.
A small sun rises, and the dazzling bloom of light seems to be blocked by something. The originally bright light becomes dim and dim. A thick chain is nailed to the wall of the inner cave, and the other end of the chain is connected to the In a big lake.
Yes, a vast lake that appeared behind the phantom wall.
They are standing on the shore of the lake now.
Although the light emitted by the small sun hanging above the cave has been weakened, the dead lake below does not reflect the shimmering light. The dead lake seems to swallow the peace of mind that this light brings to people.
It's like a pool of water connected to an abyss, which contains endless ominousness.
The darkness here seemed denser and thicker than elsewhere, in Voldemort's usual style.
They scanned the shore of the lake and the great lake in front of them. Except for an island in the middle of the lake, there was still no sign of Bellatrice.
But the woman left some traces.
A simple altar made of obsidian is placed on the shore of the lake. There are grooves on the flat black stone slab. They form a hexagram shape. On the altar, some relatively fresh blood is sprinkled, and even the grooves Half-clotted blood still remained in the notch of the groove.
Bellatrix had left before they arrived, but not very long, maybe only a few hours.
Dumbledore walked to the front of the altar with a solemn expression, but after a little thought, he seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted.
"It is an ancient and evil ritual, which I had the good fortune to read in a book of despicable Hypor."
"As the inventor and user of the horcrux, the despicable Hypor naturally has a way to quickly restore himself from the state of the remnant soul to the state of the flesh. After all, the horcrux was originally a dark spell invented by him to save his life."
"The clues provided by Severus allowed me to confirm this."
"The heart of the mummy who seeks death and resurrection is the channel for the soul to reconnect with the body. The heart of the living will awaken new life, with snake venom as blood, ivory as bone, fresh ashes and a symbol of rebirth. Mix black snake powder to create clay sculptures that shape flesh and blood"
"The soul preserved in the Horcrux gets a new and complete shelter."
"Even things that eluded me before became clear, Bellatrix."
Dumbledore shook his head with a complex expression, "She is not just Voldemort's most loyal supporter (dǔn), she should be."
The old man was silent for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Ron, with a trace of complicated and unspeakable thoughts deep in his eyes.
"We're seeing a repeat of history."
"What Bellatrix did was exactly the same as Merope back then."
"Bellatrix raped Voldemort's soul?" Ron had a terrified expression on his face, "What is the position of soul intercourse?"
"Um???"
Dumbledore, who probably couldn't understand the dirty words, tilted his head.
"I mean, she made the same choice as Tom's mother, but unlike Merope, although they both used love potions, but"
"The resurrection ceremony we have seen has an obvious flaw. The body-shaping items used in the ceremony will be fed back from the body to the soul. That is to say, if you move your hands and feet while adjusting the body, Then it will cause some irreversible bad things."
"I'm pretty sure Bellatrix added her special potion of love to this new body she made for Tom."
"That is to say, the love potion is no longer a short-term potion that will not take effect when the drug is stopped. Tom's new body will pass the effect of the love potion to his soul. Bellatrix has obtained a A man who will love him forever and ever."
When he said this, the entanglement on Dumbledore's face became more and more obvious. Although it was a coercive method, it also made him extremely... worried.
"Maybe the love at the beginning was false and forced, but this kind of magic that affects the soul is involved. We have too little research on the soul, so..."
"Professor." Ron almost understood Dumbledore's meaning, "You mean, maybe Tom doesn't feel love at first, but after a long time of love, maybe our Voldemort, he will really fall in love with Bei Latrix?"
"Yes, I doubt it will be the case. When a lie is repeated countless times and there is no way to overturn it, before the real truth is found, the lie is no longer a lie, it is given truth."
"Obviously, we can't find a way to expose this lie. People who fall in love are stubborn, narrow-minded, and paranoid, and love potions make these things excited so intensely that people forget anything else. everything."
"I used to be thankful that Voldemort didn't understand what love is, and he didn't understand the power of love. It is impossible for such a flawed personality to become the strongest he thought."
"But now, Bellatrix has given him a means to make up for his last missing short board, even if it is due to Bellatrix's narrow, paranoid, and distorted possessiveness, but many times , the process is not important, what matters is the result.”
"But this is really the worst possible outcome."
Dumbledore let out a breath slowly, but the old man was not dejected by it. The soldiers came to cover him up. Even if Voldemort has become complete and stronger, there is no one person in the world who is completely incomprehensible.
Perhaps the tricks are useless, but in a head-to-head competition of strength, there are not a few people who can deal with Voldemort.
Neville and Sirius seemed to understand, but seeing the serious faces of Dumbledore and Ron, they couldn't help becoming nervous.
"Then what should we do now, Professor?" Neville asked a little uneasy and nervous.
"Although we couldn't find Bellatrix." Dumbledore rubbed Neville's hair and gave him an apologetic look. "However, I think there are still people here who need us to take him home."
Dumbledore's eyes focused on Sirius, and he saw Sirius looking towards the wide and deep lake.
"Want to go and see?"
"If possible." Sirius lowered his voice very softly, "I want to see with my own eyes whether what Kreacher said is true or not."
The chains connecting the great lake were already covered with dark green patina. After being lightly tapped by the magic wand, the rusty copper chains slid out from the bottom of the lake like snakes, forming a pile and jingling. The sound hit the rock wall and echoed loudly.
The chain held back something dark from the bottom of the lake. It was a ghostly boat. It glowed as green as the copper chain, and it made no ripples as it slid across the lake.
Only then did they realize that the lake had no ripples at all. Perhaps it was the dead silence that made people feel so hairy, creating the illusion that this place seemed to be connected to the abyss.
With a soft 'bang', the boat crashed into the shore of the lake. The size of this boat could not accommodate two adults at all.
"The four of us will surely sink into the lake."
"Of course," Dumbledore nodded, "Voldemort will not consider the weight on it, but he will consider how much magic power is on board this ship, maybe Neville's magic power in front of me, or even Sirius' magic power It can be ignored, but you are too heavy Ron, you are at least half as heavy as me now, and you can't fool the magic above."
"If you can't cheat, what will happen?"
After hearing Neville's question, Dumbledore pointed to the big lake, and Ron also strengthened the output of magic power to the little sun, and the dim light was much brighter at this time.
Just a few inches below the surface of this calm lake, there were countless pale things floating there. They may be slender, or they may be bloated, but without exception, they all have the appearance of people.
Even though their complexion has become as pale as marble, it still does not change the fact that they are human beings.
"Tom has slaughtered many Muggles and wizards, at least a small part of them, they were enchanted by Tom, made into ghosts, and driven by him during his war."
Ron saw that Sirius' face turned pale instantly.
"That Regulus." Sirius said harshly.
"I think that's right, he should have become one of them."
Dumbledore nodded slightly, "So if we need to go there, it might make them feel a little unhappy."
"Like other dark creatures, these dead bodies transformed by black magic will be afraid of light and warmth"
"Oh, then I'm good at this! This is the Sun Knight's signature!"
Ron patted his chest and said in a big bag, this is not bragging.
I dare not say anything else, but in the art of light art, Ron has not been able to find anyone who can compare with him. Even Dumbledore and Nicolas, no matter how free they are, they will not Will study this spell for lighting.
"It's best to wear sunglasses and turn your back to me. It's best to cover your eyes with your arms or something. My current magic power flow rate is five or six times faster than before, which means that the power of magic is five or six times stronger. I There is no guarantee that there will be no accidental injury.”
After hearing Ron's serious instructions, they didn't think it was fake. After all, this guy's outrageous spellcasting strength had been seen many times before, and it didn't matter if it was even more outrageous.
Ron, who directly used alchemy to create a light-tight fully enclosed helmet and put it on his head, raised his wand. Other spells can have a way not to accidentally injure the caster, but light, this thing does not distinguish between friend and foe.
After confirming that he couldn't see it at all, Ron started to accumulate magic power again. The hunting robe made the three people standing behind him move involuntarily. This was subconsciously wanting to stay away from the high-risk magic bomb. instinct.
"The fierce sun is blooming!"
Although the place pointed by the magic wand is under the lake, the super-giant artificial sun that has reached the ceiling and descended to the deep lake does not need to care about the release position at all.
The dazzling light that can blind the eyes illuminates every corner of this cave, and they also try to get into the gap of the full-face helmet, and give the pure pure white light to ordinary people, using this as bright as the holy light of heaven Bring people unforgettable memories.
The Light Art is silent, even if it has been strengthened by an unknown number of times, it is still silent, but a very loud howling sound accompanied by the sound of water splashes was stuffed into the ears of the people present.
In this holy light, the corpses rushed out of the bottom of the lake, rolling and crawling, they gathered in one piece after another, trying hard to squeeze themselves into the wall and integrate with the rock wall.
After waiting for about three seconds, Ron extinguished the dazzling sun that he couldn't see, and he took off his helmet.
"It's done! So many!"
I don’t know if I don’t see it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Under Ron’s conscious control, the dazzling sun wheel drove all the ghosts to the shore, and a large black mass of human heads surged. In this huge and wide lake, at least There are more than 1000 infernal corpses, most of them are wearing outdated Muggle clothes from decades ago. Although they are soaked in the water, under the protection of magic, the clothes have not been completely shredded.
It should be. No one wants to appreciate these pale and bloodless bodies so seriously. Shouldn't there be?
"It's really efficient."
Dumbledore clapped his hands in admiration, "It just makes people want to cry."
He wiped the corners of his eyes that were reddened by the leaked light, but he couldn't completely block it with his arms, and the muscles would also see through.
"I'll protect you because of the professor." Ron threw away his full-face helmet, not intending to take the blame at all.
"Forget it." Dumbledore didn't bother to argue too much with Ron, he swung his wand and spewed out a golden-red flame, which was the power of the phoenix, as the one who signed the contract with Fox The master, Dumbledore, who has also been bathed in the magic power of the phoenix, can use the power of the phoenix to a certain extent.
This golden-red flame is much more terrifying than ordinary flames. Those ghost corpses who were driven ashore and forced to face the wall were directly surrounded by this burning wall of fire. They dared not approach the scorching flame. Also dare not touch.
Even if someone had condensed an ice bridge on the lake and swaggered past, they could do nothing but watch. If their eyes hadn't been blinded by the light just now, they would be able to see.
The island in the center of the lake seen from a distance is about the size of Dumbledore's office. In the center of the ground paved with black stone slabs, there is a stone basin placed on a square platform. Inside is a basin of emerald green liquid, emitting Shimmering phosphorescence.
And a gorgeous gold locket sank at the lowest end of the stone basin, and a layer of air wall blocked the movement of people trying to pick it up.
"We cannot part it, scoop it dry or pump it up, cast a Vanishing Charm to make it disappear, magically deform it, or otherwise alter its nature."
"So, I think this liquid can only be drunk. The magic that Tom uses on it is very harsh, simple but equally powerful. All spells are useless. No magic is omnipotent Ron."
"No, no, professor, I don't intend to brute force, I just want to verify a little story that Professor Flitwick told us."
"If the 'f' is pronounced as an 's', the Levitation Charm will cause a cow to fall from the sky."
"I want to try."
Ron grunted with a smile, and they saw a heifer chewing hay with a dazed face and smashed it down on Ron's head.
"This cow is a bit skinny, and it probably doesn't taste good."
The three of them will not know for a while whether they should complain about the fact that the curse is real, or should complain about Ron who caught the heifer with one hand and held the bull's head without letting go.
"You're still a bear after you've grown into a human?" Sirius didn't even think about his younger brother, he just wanted to figure out whether this was a human being in front of him?
"Should I say. Thanks for the compliment?"
Ron shrugged, then called out a huge draft beer mug, the kind of oversized mug that could empty a stone basin of all liquid in one go.
However, as Dumbledore said, even with an oversized cup, only a small portion of the liquid in the stone basin will enter, about one-tenth of the amount.
After slapping a confinement spell on the heifer, which was still chewing hay, with its mouth open and motionless, Ron poured ten cups of unknown liquid into its mouth at a rapid speed, and rolled his eyes at this disgusting thing. After being untied, the heifer fell to the ground with a common sound, and then kept drinking the cold lake water with its tongue out, making a pitiful 'moo' sound that was both sad and wronged.
"Dark magic must have messed with Tom's brain. I guess he sent Kreacher here to drink the potion. After all, I don't think he would drink it himself, so why does he think the wizard who comes here will drink it himself?"
Ron spread his hands to Dumbledore, "Wizards who can come here are really mentally retarded enough to drink it by themselves?"
"Probably Tom has fallen into some kind of knowledge blind spot and has less knowledge"
Dumbledore spoke in embarrassment. For some reason, he always felt panicked after hearing Ron's words.
At this moment, Sirius picked up the locket at the bottom of the empty stone basin, he hastily opened the fake Horcrux, and saw a carefully folded piece of parchment, with the In the light, he read the above words:
To the Dark Lord
I'm dead before you read this, but I want you to know that I discovered your secret, I stole the real horcrux, and I intend to destroy it as soon as possible, I'm willing to die, I hope you Can be killed when encountering an opponent.
——R·A·B
After reading the last three letters, Sirius, who was kneeling on the ground, showed a broken smile. He propped himself up on the floor and stared straight at the parchment in his hand. He stood up with difficulty, trembling He looked at the Yin Corpse imprisoned by the golden red flame circle.
"Reculus."
Sirius got up in a daze, and staggered forward.
"My brother is here to take you home."
"younger brother."
(End of this chapter)