BXBX NOVEL Chapter 971: Concealed box in the frame
After some tests, Ivan found that most of the dead were not incapable of resisting the call of the resurrection stone, and fell into endless darkness at the end of their lives, and their memories remained at the moment before death.
The only exception is probably Dumbledore.
Whether it was the information obtained from Harry or the other party\'s performance when he was called, it was enough to prove that the principal could maintain his sense in the world of the dead.
Is it because of the gap in the level of magic in front of you?
Ivan thought for a while, and tried to make Luna call Nico Le May. The result was unexpectedly smooth. Only after the conversation, Ivan accidentally discovered that this prestigious alchemy master was also like everyone else. Little is known about things.
In view of this, Ivan had no choice but to retreat and inquired about how to repair and erase the memory device.
Fortunately, apart from this collision, Ivan was very satisfied with the overall experimental results. The power of the resurrection stone is worthy of the name of the sacred weapon, and it can indeed summon the soul of the dead from the dead world.
This means that with the resurrection stone, he has the power to break life and death, as long as he wants to use black magic rituals to resurrect any dead person...
But Ivan did not become swollen because of this.
Since the creator of the Three Hallows deliberately imposed restricted magic on the resurrection stone, it must have a profound meaning, maybe because the abuse of the resurrection stone will cause some serious consequences.
Thinking of this, Ivan turned his head, looked at the little witch beside him, and said. "Okay, Luna, take the resurrection stone back."
The latter nodded, and immediately cancelled the supply of magic power to the resurrection stone, and the dark space around him suddenly burst.
The night breeze slowly passed by, and a sea of blue and purple flowers appeared in front of the two again.
"Thank you, Luna." Ivan said gratefully after receiving the resurrection stone from the little witch. Without the help of the other party, he really didn\'t know how long it would take to learn about Horcrux.
"Don\'t thank me, we are friends, aren\'t we? And you have given me the best gift in return!" Luna shook her head softly, staring at the petals engulfed in the sky by the night wind, and watching them collapse. Into strands of blue-violet magical fluorescence.
When all the petals disappeared, Luna opened the glass bottle containing the memory, and the white mist returned to her mind under the guidance of the magic wand.
Everything I had been forgotten before was remembered. The scenes of the time I spent with my mother resurfaced in my brain. The memory was finally frozen in the afternoon when my mother died unexpectedly when he was nine years old.
"You will see her again soon, I assure you!" Ivan said solemnly.
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Saying goodbye to Luna, Ivan cast an Apparition alone and returned to Hogwarts Castle, heading straight to the principal\'s room on the top floor.
Pushing the door open, Ivan looked around, and after nearly half a year, everything here still seemed a bit strange.
The olive branch on which the phoenix was inhabited has almost withered, and a large number of unprocessed documents are piled up at the desk in such a random manner, except for the portraits on the background wall behind them.
After Ivan walked into the principal\'s room, the eyes on the portrait looked over and looked at him curiously.
Ivan\'s gaze also turned to one of the portraits. Dumbledore in the frame was leisurely eating tea and talking with the principals about interesting things about the students.
"Professor Dumbledore, is there something you have forgotten to tell me?" Ivan took a few steps forward and directly interrupted the principals\' conversation.
"What a rude kid... Didn\'t you see that we were talking about some important things?" A Ravenclaw\'s headmistress glared at Ivan very uncomfortably.
"Really? I never knew it would be so important to discuss students\' gossip..." Ivan rolled his eyes and spit out.
He had always thought that the portraits in the principal\'s room were self-contained and would not leave the room easily, so they were not seen in the castle on weekdays.
It doesn\'t seem to be the case now, on the contrary, one by one is very sullen. Every day I can hide where to spy on the students\' gossip...
The principals are very dissatisfied with Ivan\'s words. They are obviously concerned about the growth of the students. How can they be said to be gossip?
"That\'s the time..." Dumbledore was not surprised by Ivan\'s arrival, but after a few conversations, the principals got up and fiddled with the bookshelf in the portrait.
In the next second, one side of the main and auxiliary frames automatically popped out.
Ivan got closer again, only to discover that there was a hidden compartment under Dumbledore\'s portrait.
In order to find the disappearing old magic wand, he had rummaged through the entire principal\'s office, and naturally thought of moving the portraits of these principals.
It was just that a powerful fixed spell was imposed on the wall behind, and these precious portraits were found to be destroyed. He gave up the idea, but unexpectedly, a chicken thief like Dumbledore really hid things in this place. .
Sure enough, sometimes you shouldn’t be soft-hearted...
Ivan reflected on it secretly, took down the frame and put it aside.
The internal space of the hidden compartment is not large. There are dozens of transparent glass bottles inside, and there are a few white mist floating in each bottle. It seems that they should be memory threads.
So the answer that Dumbledore asked him to find should be in these memories...
Ivan took out the transparent glass bottle, turned his head and glanced at a certain portrait. His expression was a little unkind. Such an important matter, when he came to the principal\'s office a few months ago, the other party didn\'t mention a word.
Dumbledore in the portrait shrugged, expressing with ease that he was just following the order, the Lord Ivan was looking for is dead, he is just a portrait...
Ivan, who was so angry and unable to spread it, turned his attention to these glass bottles with memory threads. The human bone wand in his hand shook slightly, and the nearest glass bottle opened automatically. The strands of white mist floated out.
Ivan shouted again, waving his wand.
"Scene reappears!"