Greengrass's Decision

The black vortex enveloped the Eternity power that was covered with star marks, and like a siphon, it instantly absorbed that starlight into Elshiona's body.

Elshiona's face visibly changed from a bloodless pale to a deep red, with countless blood vessels appearing, giving her still-childish face a slightly eerie beauty.

A moment later, the dense blood vessels disappeared from her fair cheeks, leaving only a slight blush.

"El, how are you?" Xiwen and Mrs. Greengrass stared intently at Elshiona's face, not daring to look away for even a moment.

Behind the slowly calming vortex and starlight, Elshiona gently opened her tightly closed eyes and looked somewhat dazedly at Lady Greengrass and Xiwen in front of her.

"Is that all?" she asked blankly.

Seeing that her body seemed to have no other reaction, Xiwen frowned and asked, "There's no noticeable effect after absorbing the power of Eternity?"

Upon hearing this, Lady Greengrass raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiwen, expressing her dissatisfaction at not being able to cure Elshiona.

At this moment, Elshiona blushed slightly and smiled somewhat shyly.

"No, the energy I ingested should have already taken effect. I can feel the weakness that has plagued me for years has disappeared," she said. "It's just that absorbing this power gives me a feeling that my own power is constantly growing stronger, and I'm a little reluctant to let it go."

Only then did Xiwen relax and explain to Elshiona, "It must be that the Death's Mark, which had been lacking energy, has finally gained enough power to activate its original function designed by Death and begin to modify your bloodline composition."

"Is this modification safe?" Mrs. Greengrass asked, still somewhat worried.

"It couldn't be safer," Xiwen said. "The Death set up this bloodline-modifying mark function to enhance his own combat power, in order to counter humanity's self-defense. It was only after the Three Peverell Brothers appeared that he might realize the flaws in this method of the Death's Mark."

"According to the information I have, your Greengrass family is a family from the same era as the three brothers, the Admiral Lil. They were not only heroes who fought alongside the three of them against Death, but also a family that Death trusted greatly. Therefore, the inheritable mark he placed on you, just like the three brothers, naturally did not leave any backup plan, but only provided the beneficial aspect."

Mrs. Greengrass gave a slightly mocking laugh and said, "So, does that mean Al should thank Death for his help?"

"That's not necessary. After all, we have different stances and different intentions. No matter how ruthless we are, it's all for the greater good of humanity," Xiwen said with a light laugh. "Besides, Death used Necromancy to kill and control many lives and ghosts in our world, so it's only natural that we use his power against him in return."

As Elsie listened to Xiwen's words, Elshiona's initially confused gaze gradually hardened.

"Xiwen, teach me how to absorb the power of Death!" She looked at Xiwen and said resolutely. "I can clearly extract the enemy's power directly, and at the same time weaken their abilities. There's no need for you to go through the trouble of borrowing other people's power to solve my problem."

"Are you sure?" Xiwen asked, looking into her eyes. "Actually, it's good to use the power of Eternity to adapt to the Death's Mark's actions for a while longer. The power of Eternity is still very beneficial to wizards."

"No need, Xiwen," Elshiona shook her head and said to Xiwen. "You said it yourself, there's not much time left before Death breaks free from the seal. The sooner I weaken the power he's transmitting to this world, the longer I can delay him. That way, you and Dumbledore might have more time to prepare."

"El, you're just a little wizard who hasn't even come of age yet, you don't really need to..." Xiwen said, looking at Elshiona's determined eyes.

"Aren't you the same?" Elshiona asked before Xiwen could finish speaking.

Xiwen hesitated, unable to utter the words he was about to say.

He really couldn't explain whether he was an adult or not, and could only give some vague and ambiguous answers to brush it off...

"Alright, Rozier," Madam Greengrass's voice rang out from the side. "If El wants to contribute to the Wizarding World, then let her be. You don't need to stop her like this."

Xiwen was about to say a few more words to Elshiona when he heard Mrs. Greengrass's words and turned to look at her in astonishment.

"I never expected you to say that," he asked in surprise.

"Mom, you..." Elshiona looked at Mrs. Greengrass in confusion.

"What's wrong? Do you think I'm the kind of person who only cares about my own interests and disregards the safety of the Wizarding World?" Lady Greengrass smiled and said to the two of them. "Since El's ancestors were able to risk their lives to face the invincible Demon God, I also support El's desire to contribute his share to the Wizarding World."

"Of course, I wouldn't mind absorbing some of the Death's power to the best of my ability, but I also won't agree to anything too dangerous," she said. "I need you to assure me of that."

Xiwen stared blankly at Mrs. Greengrass, unsure of what to say.

He had initially harbored some resentment towards this lady from the Greengrass family, believing that she had restricted El's freedom and had also developed unnecessary misunderstandings about him.

But now that I think about it, she was just a mother who loved and cared for her daughter. Now, she was willing to agree to make this not-so-favorable choice for the benefit of the entire Wizarding World, which clearly went against the Slytherin character. I wonder how much determination she had to make.

"You've been very generous, Mrs. Greengrass," Xiwen exclaimed.

"No need to praise me, it's all thanks to El herself." Mrs. Greengrass shook her head and sighed softly. "I know it was her own wish, her own choice."

Xiwen smiled and nodded, then turned to look at Elshiona.

Now, the little witch's paleness has vanished, replaced by a delicate and rosy complexion.

She stood barefoot in the hall, smiling sweetly, like a blooming flower, radiating youthful vitality.