Soul and Life Code

Snape stared at the three floating clones for a long time.

Lin An Alvin Bones stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. A faint scent of medicinal solution filled the air, and the lights reflected off the transparent incubation chambers, as though even time had dissolved within them.

"Why not deal with the genetic collapse yourself?" Snape asked.

Lin An turned, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips. "Of course I can, but the result would be more interesting if a Potions Master handled it."

Snape narrowed his eyes slightly. "Provocation will not work on me."

"Haha." Lin An's tone remained unchanged. "I merely want to see whether you can combine potions with science. You excel at brews, but you have never tried using them to stabilize a life structure."

"You mean using potions to repair the clones' genes?"

"To be precise, harmonizing magical frequencies," Lin An replied softly.

After several seconds of silence, Snape said coldly, "If you truly have a method, why go through all this trouble?"

"This is cooperation, not a demand." Lin An pointed toward the incubation chambers. "Can you see the problem with these bodies?"

Snape stepped closer to examine them, his fingertips lightly touching the medicinal solution as an exceedingly faint energy entered his skin.

A few seconds later, he frowned. "They are unstable at the cellular level, and the genetic chains are fractured. The Source is that their structures reject resonance with the soul."

"Exactly." Lin An nodded. "If potions can make the bodies 'accept' souls, then we can create perfect vessels."

Snape pondered for a moment, then suddenly revealed a mocking smile. "You want me to feed herbs to Muggle prisoners and observe the reactions in their bodies?"

Lin An spoke softly. "Since you understand, I need not say more."

"Madman." Snape snorted coldly, but did not refuse again.

He turned and left, his robes sweeping through the air. His voice was low. "Prepare the materials needed for the experiment. If we are truly researching this, do not waste my time."

His footsteps gradually faded away. Lin An watched his retreating figure, the corners of his lips curving slightly.

—This was the real Snape. Rational, suspicious, yet never one to stop moving forward.

The laboratory fell silent once more.

Lin An walked over to a clone, raised his wand, and chanted softly, "Resero Codexvita."

The air flickered as several silver rays intertwined into a runic matrix.

The magic around the clone suddenly began to flow, as though life itself were awakening.

Several seconds later, a string of complex energy lines appeared before his eyes—this was the Life Code.

For the past month, he had been studying this spell.

It could directly read the "Life Code" of any living being, without the need for machines or magical eye techniques.

He called it the Book of Life.

Lin An focused on the sight before him, his brow faintly furrowed.

"As expected... the life structure is extremely unstable, and the magical genes are completely blank."

That meant these clones had no Magic Core.

Theoretically, they were Muggles.

What changes would occur after the souls returned?

Lin An contemplated the question.

According to existing theory, a wizard's magic came from bloodlines. Bloodlines determined the flow and capacity of magic.

Yet souls also possessed magical traits. If a soul could influence the body, then the "inheritance through bloodlines" of magic might merely be superficial.

"What would happen if a wizard's soul possessed a Muggle?"

The question hung in his heart.

He recalled that duel in the graveyard—when Voldemort was reborn, the souls of Harry's parents had briefly appeared and were still able to cast magic.

Souls clearly possessed the ability to cast spells.

Then, could a soul "restart" a body without magic?

If it could, then that meant the essence of magic might lie in the harmony between soul and matter.

"If a soul can rebuild magic, then death is no longer the end, but another kind of transformation."

Lin An murmured quietly, his gaze growing ever deeper.

The laboratory was utterly silent. The hum of machinery intertwined with the dripping of water, like a cold-toned melody.

He flicked his wand lightly and sealed the array of light.

"It is time to let Snape try his potions."

He turned and left, thoughts churning in his mind.

If potions could stabilize DNA, and if souls could reignite magic, then the boundary between death, rebirth, and Eternity...

Perhaps it could be completely shattered.

—That was the path of True Magic.

Back at Hogwarts, night had shrouded the castle.

Lin An did not see Helena. She seemed to be avoiding him.

He sighed and took out the old book Neville had given him that morning. It was an ancient copy of the Treatise on Magical Plants, its pages yellowed and its cover bound in black dragon hide.

He opened it. Dense writing filled the pages, listing the names of long-extinct plants—

"Moonshadow Grass, Night Spirit Flower, Ashsilver Vine..."

Each plant was accompanied by substitutes, theories of regeneration, and notes regarding "magical ecological harmonization."

Lin An's eyes lit up.

If the records were true, these herbs could be combined with Alchemy to form vessels capable of stabilizing magic.

Perhaps this was precisely the key to resolving the clones' collapse.

He closed the book, his expression thoughtful.

"It seems the Longbottom Family's collection runs deeper than I imagined."

"Perhaps... Gringotts still holds secrets of theirs that have not been made public."

His thoughts shifted, and he said no more.

Moonlight spilled through the windowsill onto the pages, reflecting a pale silver glow.

He closed his eyes.

Tomorrow would be his first day as a true professor.