Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Probably except for the excited Kreacher and the sleepy big black dog, the remaining three people all discovered this incredible thing.

A corpse, not turned into an infernal corpse, soaked in the dirty lake water for eight years...

No rot, no warping or even a horrible taste.

Cyril suddenly remembered the book called "Soul" that he had seen before.

What does it say?

Soul sleep, because some powerful attacks can cause a person's soul to sleep.

Many people cannot distinguish between soul sleep and real death.Because both kinds of people look the same in the early days, only over time, the dead man will rot physically while the sleeping man will not.

What can cause the soul to sleep is strong obsession and protection.

Cyril wore a thin white trigram and didn't care about feeling cold on the top of the mountain in early winter. With trembling lips, she hurriedly dug out her cosmos bag and found the manuscript.

At that time, he didn't look at it carefully, and he didn't remember many details, such as what should be done when the soul is sleeping.

At this time, a large black woolen robe wrapped him up completely.

"Do you think you can use cold medicine at will? Your robe fell off halfway, wrap this up first." A deep and hoarse voice sounded right next to your ears.

Cyril tightened the warm and spacious robe, and took a quick look back. The professor had been dried by himself, and was standing behind him in a single robe, but the buttons usually tied around his neck were loose, The shirt buttons inside were also open.

Following Cyril's gaze, Snape looked down at himself, and said flatly, "Mr. McLean doesn't need to feel guilty about the torn clothes. I will seek compensation from the old Mr. McLean."

"..."

He broke it? ? ?

Cyril recalled with a blank face.

It looks like...?

At that time, he was so uncomfortable that he was in the form of a fox, grabbing the collar of the dean's neck, and then suddenly turned into a human form...

The boy blushed for the first time, turned around falteringly, and continued to read the letter in his hand.

"What did you find?" Dean Snape asked without embarrassment.

"I think...it may sound unbelievable, but Dean, I don't think Mr. Regulus Black is dead."

Snape raised an eyebrow slightly.He simply sat down anywhere, not far from Cyril, and raised his chin to signal him to talk.

Such a dean is rarely seen by Cyril.

The hair was loose on the sides of his cheeks, covering his razor-sharp cheeks and prominent cheekbones.His eyes were not so dark and hollow, but rather calm.Cyril changed her posture, and retracted her white calf and feet into the wide robe, only revealing a few white and tender little toes, with healthy pink nails on them.

"This book was found in the secret room in the kitchen last time. It's about souls. I suspect it wasn't made by wizards. I haven't confirmed many things, but the views and descriptions in it are very similar to Mr. Black's situation.

At this time, Principal Dumbledore had temporarily finished dealing with the matter over there, and came over.

Cyril simply opened the page of the notebook and handed it to the two adults generously.

Headmaster Dumbledore took it carefully and watched it with Snape.

Cyril felt that he was pushed by something, and then a big fluffy head squeezed over, and Cyril took advantage of the opportunity to bury his cold calf and feet into the warm blue-green fur of Ping An.

Then narrowed his eyes.

Looking around, this is the top of the back mountain of Hogwarts, and the Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest and people as small as ants can be seen far below.

The weather here is completely different from that by the seaside. There is no strong wind, no heavy rain, and no low black clouds.The sun came out. Although it was cold, the air was rarely dry and fresh. A ray of sunlight shone through the gaps in the white clouds, and there was still a hint of warmth.

It's good to be alive.

It's good to be alive.

……

In the Hogwarts headmaster's room, Cyril and Headmaster Snape, who were dressed, sat on one side, and Sirius and Kreacher, who were awake, sat on the other side.

Lying on a cold platform in the middle was Regulus Black.

Headmaster Dumbledore was writing letters at his desk, but no one spoke, obviously everyone was waiting for someone.

Cyril sipped the hot chocolate in the cup.He didn't know how he was 14 years old, and when he was about 15 years old, he suddenly started to be fed a lot of this kid's drink.

Suddenly a green flame burst out from the fireplace.In the next second, Cyril's grandpa and grandma walked out of the fireplace.

The two changed the outdoor attire they often wore during the game this time, and they looked like an ordinary, decent old couple.

"Albus, good day." The two greeted the old principal who stood up, and then nodded to everyone in the room.

"Thank you for coming, my friends." Dumbledore conjured up a couch and placed it on Cyril's side, motioning for the two to sit.

Edward and Vera first glanced at Regulus Black lying on the stone platform, then without asking any questions, they combined the sofa chair and Cyril's one into one big one, and they all moved next to their own. The grandson is seated.

Vera even held the hand of her precious grandson.

"Your hands are a little cold, my dear." Vera said worryingly.

"I'm actually fine. How are you?" Cyril replied obediently.

"That's fine with us, sweetheart."

Here, Principal Dumbledore has given a general introduction to the ins and outs of the matter.

Sirius had probably just experienced great joy and sorrow, and his body, which was not in good shape, was very weak now, and he sat silently on the side, staring at Rael lying there from the beginning to the end without making a sound.Very quiet.

"This book comes from Italy. So I guess... that thing should also be in Italy. So after thinking about it, I think of you, Vera."

Vera wore a cobalt blue gown today, which looked dignified and luxurious, and a sapphire necklace was adorned just right.

"Actually, I have already received a letter from Cyril before this, and I also went back to inquire about the relevant information from the elders of the family over there. There are indeed some gains."

Vera replied, and then looked at her wife Edward.

Edward understood and gave her a pocket.

Cyril realized sharply that it was the velvet bag that his father Benny gave him before going to school!

There are a lot of them at home!

snort! !He also said that the spanking was messed up!

He must have randomly picked up the worst one for his own use!

Vera didn't know her grandson's little grief and anger at this moment, so she picked out a pendant from inside.

It was a "V" shaped pendant, made of silver metal, with a shield in the middle and an oval red gemstone above the shield.

Vera looked at the pendant in her hand for a while, and then gently placed it on Principal Dumbledore's desk.

"It was given to my great-grandfather by a person who lived in this family at that time. He was not actually from that family, but he lived with them for a long time. Because of some coincidence, this person and my great-grandfather became I made a good friend and gave this pendant to my great-grandfather when he left Italy..."

Vera paused at this point, and continued: "According to legend, this pendant is the family emblem of that family. They gave this to that person as a precious gift, saying that this family emblem can be used as a token of asking for help. But that guy didn’t think he needed it much, and the great-grandfather was Italian, and he felt that the great-grandfather probably needed it more.”

"My father said, according to legend, he was a very good person. It seems that the surname is...C..."

Vera shook her head with a smile.

"Sorry, I didn't remember it for a while."

After listening to it, Principal Dumbledore nodded to express his understanding, and then continued to ask: "Please read this book first, we suspect that Mr. Black is one of the situations in it, here.

The book pointed out that this family has a crystal coffin, sleeps in it, and nourishes the soul until it is awakened by the singer. "

When Dumbledore said this, he leaned forward slightly, and asked in a low but clear voice, "Vera, are they... are they blood race?"

Vera's face went blank for a few seconds before finally laughing.

"Our family promised to help keep it secret, but we can't control other people's speculation, can we?"

Headmaster Dumbledore pulled out a big smile, and Cyril felt that the beard on the old headmaster's chin had doubled.

Sirius suddenly reacted at this time, he stood up staggeringly, then walked in front of Vera, and bowed deeply before everyone could react.

"I beg you, I beg you to help me. Save Leil, I will repay this kindness...at any price..."

A group of people in the principal's office watched the tall wizard bend his back, which was always straight, and choked up his sobs and begged.

"Lift up, child," Vera said quietly and lovingly.

"Our McLean family is willing to lend a helping hand, you don't have to."

Drop after drop of water hit the floor tiles, and it turned out that the big black dog was crying while maintaining its bowing motion.

"But you have also heard that it is useless to find the crystal coffin. It can only make him sleep forever. The most important thing is to find Mr. Black's singer."

Sirius touched his face and straightened up, half squatted down, and asked, "Singer?"

"The saying of the blood race is similar to a destined partner." Principal Dumbledore explained in a timely manner.

Vera nodded and continued to add: "And I suspect that the author of this book is also related to that gentleman. Some details need to be explained by the author himself, and the singer, maybe they have a way to find it. So I suggest that we both Get ready, contact that family as soon as possible, and use this pendant to find the crystal coffin. On the other hand, look for this gentleman. Because of his unchanging appearance... he has traveled around the world. It's not easy..."

"I'll go find it," said Sirius firmly.

"Okay, I'll bring you back his portrait. It is rumored that he is in the United States. I want to say, you should hurry up and wish you good luck."