Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

The blue light didn't last long before it was extinguished by Dumbledore.Snape threw himself back into the sofa chair, closed his mouth like a clam, and refused to say a word again.

"I think you may not understand... this Horcrux belongs to Voldemort."

Several professors let out depressive exclamations one after another, the thing of the person who dare not mention the name!

This feeling is too scary.Professor Fei Liwei even screamed and almost fell off the sofa.

Lin Qi looked at his son-in-law who didn't look so good, and asked softly, "Is that yours, the one a few years ago?"

"Yes, Dad." Benny's face was also a little pale.

"Albus...what is a Horcrux?" Professor McGonagall hurriedly took a sip from Sprout's teacup and asked quickly.Professor Sprout obviously didn't care about being taken with the wrong cup, and looked at the principal curiously.

"A Horcrux is an object that holds part of a person's soul. The process of making a horcrux is very brutal...requiring the complete soul to be split apart and a part hidden in an object outside the body."

Dumbledore described the evil dark magic item in a low voice.

"Tearing the soul? Do you still have such spells?" Bai Zhixin said in fear, as if she was very worried about her grandson going to school in such a magic world.

"It's not all about spells... There are very strict conditions to make a Horcrux, one of which is... murder. The murder of other people must be the prerequisite, so that the soul can be split and put into the Horcrux. In this way, making a soul People with weapons think that even if his body is attacked or destroyed, he cannot die. Because there is still a part of his soul that is not damaged in this world. Voldemort has always wanted to live forever, so it is not surprising that he did such a thing..." Dumbledore Lido's expression was unprecedentedly majestic, and he seemed to be venting his unforgivable anger towards the Horcrux itself without saying a word.

"Stupid! Absurd! What's the point of talking about eternal life when the root is gone! Listen to this broken second name, "Flying over Death"??? Why is this young man so unconscious. It's better to just call it "Flying the Brain". "Lin Qi slammed the teapot on the small table, and let out a breath of anger.

"As you said, Mr. Lin. The complete one is the best. In fact, your miraculous eastern magic here has many connections with our western magic system, and many principles are also common. I think... we are now Knowing what he did, the next thing to face is how many Horcruxes like this he made and how to destroy them."

"I was hoping in my heart that Tom would just do one...but that doesn't fit with what I know about him firstly, and secondly we need to prepare for the worst."

Dumbledore picked up his wand and wrote a line "R□□enclaw'sDiadem (Ravenclaw's Crown)——1st Horcrux (Linghui)" in mid-air, and thoughtfully matched it in Chinese.

"I think the only clue we have now is Ms. Ravenclaw's relic. Then we can make a bold guess, whether the relics of the remaining founders of the college have also been murdered? So I think the next step, we need to confirm that Mrs. Where is Lytlin's locket, Hufflepuff's gold cup, and what's going on."

Dumbledore said, holding up his wand and writing a few strokes in the air.Like a branch growing and forking, the lines twined in the air and from the underside of the crown branched two lines of cursive: "Hufflepuff's Goblet - 2nd Horcrux()"

"Slytherin'sLocket (Slytherin Locket) - 3rdHorcrux()"

"I remember that there are four colleges? Why did this old wizard only write three? What about the very festive college?" Lin Qi turned his head and asked his son-in-law in a low voice.

"Cough, that..." Benny gave a dry cough in embarrassment, and turned his eyes to the old principal for help.

"Fortunately, the relics of Gryffindor's founder are in the principal's office. They are intact." Dumbledore extended his hand with a smile, and Fox, who had been perched on the sycamore branch, put the Sorting Hat on the cabinet knowingly He took it down and threw it into the master's hand.

Dumbledore drew a beautiful sword from his hat as if by magic.Godric Gryffindor's name is engraved just below the hilt.The sword is forged of sterling silver and set with rubies.Gryffindors obviously - Rubies represent house points earned by Gryffindors in the hourglass at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore looked at the sword cherished, and said, "This sword was tailor-made for Godric Gryffindor by Ragnuk the First. Ragnuk the First is the most skilled elf. Masterful silversmith, and therefore King of Goblins. When the sword was finished Ragnac coveted it so much that he stole it from him disguised as Gryffindor and sent his servants to steal it back. Gryffindor Duo used his wand to defend himself, but instead of killing the attackers, he sent them back to the bewitched king, warning the king that if he tried to steal the sword again, Gryffindor would draw his sword and declare war on them. The Goblin King heeded this warning and allowed Gryffindor to keep this legal property, but his resentment persisted until his death."

"Do you wizards still wear swords? It's a bit like our swords, or simply using swords as weapons." Lin Qi stroked his mustache and looked at this extraordinary weapon with admiration.

"It's not surprising. Before the International Statute of Secrecy, when wizards and Muggles came and went freely, wizards needed swords to protect themselves as much as wands. In fact, it was considered ungentlemanly to use wands against Muggle swords." behavior. Many talented wizards are also outstanding duelists in the traditional sense, and Gryffindor is one of them.” Dumbledore mentioned this period of history, full of reverence for the predecessors and the smoky era at that time recall.

"I still think that it is better to keep an extra handy weapon by your side than to pin all your hopes on the wooden stick in your hand." Lin Qi said with a glance at his cheap son-in-law.

"Your idea is not unreasonable. Nowadays, wizards are relying more and more on the wand in their hands. The complex spells and silent and wandless magic in the past are slowly weakening and disappearing." Dumbledore nodded in agreement and expressed emotion.

"That's right, Lao Deng, many of our younger students don't devote themselves to cultivation anymore. They think they are stupid when they are sent abroad to participate in a competition. They also brought back a lot of useless foreign things. Last time we assessed, some A disciple actually told me that the elixir handed down from my ancestors is not as good as the anti-inflammatory medicine from abroad..."

When Lin Qi talked about his excitement, he even changed his name to "Old Deng".

"Many traditional good things are being rejected, but they don't know how precious wealth they throw away..." Dumbledore took off his glasses, wiped them with the corner of his robe, and sighed with great approval.

"..."——What happened when the topic suddenly turned into a declining world and people's hearts? ? ?

The rest of the people in the room looked blankly at the two old men, who were very scary in age and seniority, and started to stray from the topic—the unbridled topic strode towards the afternoon tea party under the big tree in the small courtyard to cool off with a fan Gone forever.

"Father, should we discuss how to eliminate this Linghui now?" Lin Jiu hugged his son who was sleeping on all fours, a little speechless.

At that time, they were sure that "that person" would not come back, so they sent Cyril back to the UK with confidence, what should they do now? ? ?

Lin Jiu felt that her hair was about to become the color of her body and hair.

"Yes, let's get down to business first. Old Deng, do you have a way to eliminate Linghui? Is there any record in your little book!" Lin Qi immediately asked a serious question.

"It doesn't say in the book, but I suspect that normal spells should be useless..."

Speaking of which, Dumbledore put the crown in an open space, set up a blocking spell, and then cast a powerful "shattered bones".

Even the simplest attack spell becomes infinitely destructive in the hands of Dumbledore.

The stone floor beneath the crown shattered into powder, and the crown fell on the powder, intact.

Dumbledore gave up on repairing the crumbled floor and gave up the place to Mr. Lin.Mr. Lin stood up and took out a piece of high-grade talisman paper, let everyone disperse, and said, "I'll try the lightning talisman."

Mr. Lin made a raised gesture, and the charm in his hand flew out of his hand in an instant, and a golden light suddenly appeared in mid-air.The old man tapped lightly with his finger, and the golden talisman flew to the crown on the ground without wind, and stuck himself firmly to it.

All of a sudden, a strong wind blew up in the room, and an extremely powerful lightning bolt appeared from midair and slashed fiercely at Ravenclaw's crown.

After a loud bang...

The crown seems to be wrapped in purple-blue flames, turning into a "crackling" fireball.Everyone watched the changes expectantly.

After a while, the fire was extinguished, and the crown was still on the ground without any change.The weather-beaten floor and the lower floor looked utterly ruined, a black pit.

Everyone was silent.

"Hey, Lao Deng, I will ask my son-in-law to pay you for your floor." Mr. Lin picked up his small purple sand teapot, and took a sip in awe.

"The floor is not a problem... It seems that it doesn't work?" Dumbledore stared at the extremely strong crown in a daze.

"If the thunder and lightning of this level can't be broken, we can only consider the sky thunder." Mr. Lin said lightly.

"Tianlei can be met but never sought, it's too unrealistic..."

"It seems that we can only put it away first. We can only find the suspected Horcrux first. Mr. Lin, are you willing to help us?"

Dumbledore sincerely invited this oriental mage who had a good chat with him and never met him late.

"For the sake of Cyril's peaceful future, I will never refuse to use this old bone." Mr. Lin stretched out his hand first.

Two old hands shook each other.

"Your selfless assistance will be remembered by the British wizarding community."

"It's okay, we are all Lei Feng."

"Lei Feng?" Dumbledore looked at Benny curiously.

"Uh...a selfless angelic existence." Benny explained with a look of despair.

"Okay, I see. Thanks."

"..."