Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have?

Black lit the Red Candles one by one, in order.

Then he stuck them one by one in specific positions.

After that, he tied the Red Rope to those candles, weaving it into complex knots.

Noticing the puzzled looks from Dumbledore and the others,

Black explained, "Children created through biotechnology have no souls. They are merely flesh, just like I was back then."

"And if a body is to give birth to a soul, it needs to make a deal with Death..."

"The passing of an old soul in exchange for a newborn one..."

Although no one quite understood what Black meant, they knew this was not the time for questions.

Black opened the bottle containing Soul Ash.

Then, with a flick of his Wand,

a piece of Soul Ash flew out.

Black pondered for a moment, then picked another piece of Soul Ash from the bottle.

Necromancy stated that one piece of Soul Ash could be exchanged for one newborn soul.

Then if two were used to exchange for one, the newborn soul's quality would surely be higher.

Of course, two was the limit. Any more would overflow.

Black still wanted Little Lily to have a little more talent.

As the two wisps of Soul Ash floated eerily above the formation,

Black sat cross-legged in front of it.

He began chanting a lengthy incantation of unknown meaning.

Black continued like this for ten minutes.

Just as Snape was beginning to grow impatient and thought it would fail,

"Whoosh!"

The flames of the eighteen Red Candles on the white paper suddenly surged!

A strange Gray Mist poured out from the very center of the paper!

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

Countless faint whispers accompanied the Gray Mist.

In the silent stadium, it suddenly seemed as though many more people had appeared...

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