The room was so quiet that only the occasional crackling of charred embers exploded.
The hand that was originally resting on Gavin's forearm tightened suddenly the moment he heard those four words, and his fingertips tightly grasped the sleeve of his clothes.
Gavin raised his head and pursed his lips twice.
"Gai-ge, do you really want to... be like this?"
"Don't move yet." Cordelia held down his forearm and raised his eyes to look at Gavin, "If you pull away from Obscurus, pull away from Obscurus. Why... kiss?"
"You have to get your Magic close and connected." Gavin answered calmly, "How can you change the host without direct contact?"
Cordelia lowered his head and glanced at Gavin's hand on his side, then raised his head again.
"Aren't we close enough now?"
"It's through my clothes."
The girl opened her mouth, her eyes paused on Gavin's face, and then quickly moved away, the tips of her ears turning red.
"... You didn't say you wanted to do this just now."
"I said it now."
Gavin listened very carefully, without any doubt, and did not even dare to move the hand holding her.
Cordelia then raised his head and stared at Gavin. After a moment, he suddenly asked:
"Do you just want to see us like this?"
"This is indeed part of the plan."
"You--!"
"Of course, you don't have to believe it."
Gavin shrugged and continued to play with Wand in his hand.
"How you choose is up to you."
Cordelia stared at him for a while, then finally lowered his head and tightened his fingers on Gavin's sleeves.
Gavin lowered his head to look at the girl in his arms, swallowed, even breathed slightly lighter, and confirmed awkwardly and carefully:
"Then... I really kissed you?"
Cordelia did not answer.
She closed her eyes little by little, and the hand that was originally holding his forearm slowly moved in front of him, grabbed the skirt of his chest, and pulled it back half an inch.
After receiving this silent permission, Gavin's chest rose and fell. Finally, he mustered up all his courage and lowered his head towards the face that was so close.
The charred mess on the ground was left behind, and the distance between the two was only the last line.
At the moment when the boy's warm breath was about to touch the tip of the girl's nose--
Above the head, the cold and plain voice drifted down slowly:
"I lied to you, just hold hands."
Cordelia suddenly opened his eyes.
When she heard the words "I lied to you", she raised her head angrily, her wrists instinctively pressed down, and her five fingers suddenly exerted force--
But the moment she exerted her strength, she suddenly realized that what she was clutching in her hand was the placket of Gavin's chest!
Gavin, who originally heard Gavin's voice and had stopped his movements in time, was suddenly pulled downwards by this force, and his whole body leaned forward uncontrollably.
The last line of distance disappeared instantly.
The warm lips brushed the girl's cool lips very lightly and quickly.
Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.
Gavin froze in place as if he had been given Petrificus Totalus, his eyes widened, his whole face and ears flushed red, and he even forgot to breathe.
Cordelia was also completely stunned.
She stared blankly at the young boy who was very close to him with the same blushing face. Her mind went blank for two seconds before she realized that she had actually pulled it off with her own hands.
A scalding heat instantly burned from her neck to the tips of her ears, and she let go of her hands holding her clothes like an electric shock.
Gavin hurriedly stepped back half a foot, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look at her at all.
Gavin stood two steps away holding Wand, taking in the pantomime of an accidental gunfire, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.
It's so much fun to entertain children.
He finally understood why so many people in his previous life liked old men playing tricks on naughty children.
It's so enjoyable!
Cordelia's chest rose and fell violently twice, and his cheeks were so red that they were almost bleeding.
Shame and anger intertwined, she turned her head sharply, her gray eyes almost bursting with fire, staring at the shadow beside her:
"Why are you so mean?!"
"I reminded you not to hold hands through clothes." Gavin looked innocent, "You yourself didn't even think of holding hands."
The girl was so angry that her breath was stagnant. She gritted her teeth and tried to hold her waist up and sit up straight, but her body, which had just exhausted Magic, refused to obey her orders at all. Her shoulders swayed and tilted to the side.
Gavin was startled and couldn't care less about being shy. He quickly stretched out his hand to hold her back firmly.
Looking at the girl in her arms whose fingertips were trembling with anger, Gavin was caught in the middle and subconsciously defended her eldest brother:
"Gai-ge also wants to help us..."
Cordelia's eye knife swept over.
Gavin shrunk his neck, faced the slightly annoyed look, and completed the second half of the sentence honestly:
"But it's really not good to lie to people."
After saying that, he quickly raised his head and looked at Gavin helplessly:
"Gai-ge, stop teasing her."
This kid didn't make noises along with Gavin, and he couldn't learn those fancy witticisms. He was caught in the middle, and his face was full of embarrassment that he wanted to stop arguing.
The silver box warmed slightly in the palm of his hand, sucking away the girl's newly emerged embarrassment and anger.
Negative emotions +999.
"Okay, no more fuss."
Gavin stopped as soon as he felt good, lost the show-watching curve at the corner of his mouth, and raised his chin toward the ground:
"Sit still and give your hand to the other person."
Gavin quickly helped Cordelia adjust her sitting position, letting her lean on the half-burnt remains of the low cabinet behind her, and then stretched out her right hand.
Cordelia glanced at the right hand that was full of soot, pursed his lips, and put his hand up.
The two palms are gently pressed together.
"Gavin·Gu."
Gavin suddenly called out by name and surname.
His tone stopped being casual and became calm and solemn, causing a faint echo in the empty and dilapidated stone house.
"Here!"
Gavin straightened his back subconsciously.
Cordelia was originally a little annoyed, but when Gavin dropped down, he looked at it seriously, breathed slightly, and then became quiet.
I don't know why, but I feel a sense of oppression coming over me.
Gavin held Hawthorn Wand and looked condescendingly at the boy who had the same appearance as him:
"Are you willing to take over the Obscurus from this Cordelia·Rowle and let her get rid of its endless entanglement?"
"I do."
Gavin answered quickly without any hesitation.
Gavin did not pause and continued to ask the second sentence:
"Even if it brings you pain and danger, are you willing to bear it for her and never regret it?"
Cordelia held his finger and moved it suddenly.
The girl's pale lips parted slightly, subconsciously wanting to speak to stop her.
Gavin's right hand tightened first, and the warm palm firmly wrapped her cold fingers.
He turned his head and looked into her eyes seriously:
"I do."
This voice was softer than before, but there was no hesitation at all. Every word was spoken clearly and was meant specifically for her to hear.
Cordelia The words that came to his mouth were forcefully blocked, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
In mid-air, Gavin looked at the two people sitting side by side in the ashes, and slowly asked the last question:
"Whether in sickness or in health, in good times or bad, are you willing to cherish her and live a good life with her?"
Hearing this sentence, even the air froze for a moment.
No matter how dull Gavin is, he finally came back to his senses after hearing these very familiar parallels--
This is clearly the oath that the pastor in the Muggle church would recite when presiding over the wedding.
The young man's ears were burning, and the color was red all the way to his neck.
But he didn't let go of the girl's hand for a moment, faced Gavin's gaze, and answered loudly:
"I do."
Gavin nodded and looked at the girl again.
The groom agreed, and then it was the bride's turn.
Seeing the deflection of Gavin's gaze, Gavin unconsciously looked at the people around him.
Cordelia turned his head away, pouted, and avoided the eyes of the two people.
After a few seconds, she raised her other hand and gently placed it on the back of the two people's hands.
The girl took some time to adjust her mood before speaking in a low voice:
"You said it, let's live well together from now on."
Gavin nodded vigorously.
Gavin stood there and stopped teasing the two of them.
The highlight is yet to come.
As a temporary witness, not only did he not get a seat at the table, he also did not receive any wedding candy or money for help. Next, he had to perform a high-risk non-invasive transfer operation himself.
Big loss.
However, he really wasn't playing around this time.
Those words were meant to help these two people calm down completely.
There is no ancient Fidelius Charm or Unbreakable Vow's oath chain, and there is no punishment for breaking the oath, but the idea of wanting to live together is enough to motivate Anchor Point next to Magic.
Stable and solid emotions are the biggest prerequisite for casting this magic.
"Hold your hands tightly. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me directly."
Gavin explained briefly, then looked at Cordelia:
"Don't think too much about what happens in your body next. Keep your heart and focus on the sound of his voice and the temperature of his palms."
After explaining the girl, Gavin turned to Gavin:
"Sink into Consciousness Space and find the normal feeling of controlling water droplets. Only maintain the minimum amount of Magic and wait for my instructions."
Gavin Take a deep breath and close your eyes.
Gavin's voice sounded simultaneously deep in his consciousness:
"Stay steady first. I'll tell you how to pick it up and how much to pick it up."
The moment the voice fell, Gavin raised Hawthorn Wand in his hand.
The tip of the staff drew a complicated and long arc in mid-air.
That is Spell that Newt detailed in his letter.
A faint ray of light dropped from the tip of the stick, penetrated into the girl's body, and gently touched the outer edge of the black aggregate inside Cordelia's body.
The first step is resonance and restraint.
When ordinary magic collides with Obscurus, it will either be swallowed up instantly or provoke a more violent counterattack; no matter how strong Magic is, it will only completely detonate the black vortex.
Therefore, if it is as powerful as Grindelwald, you can only find a Obscurial for you to drive instead of extracting it.
But Obscurus has an innate characteristic--
It will be instinctively attracted to the host itself Magic.
When Gavin had just spawned his own Obscurus on Astronomy Tower, he wanted to shoot Lumos to try the normal Magic, but the black mist immediately followed the Magic channel where he cast the spell.
Newt The core of Spell takes advantage of this feature:
The caster first sends out a very small amount of Magic, and then continuously fine-tunes it along with the ups and downs of the black mist, adjusting his own Magic to a frequency similar to that of the host, thereby achieving resonance.
Once the frequencies match, the black vortex will treat this foreign Magic as an extension of the host's own Magic. It will no longer resist counterattack, but will be instinctively attracted by it and move along with it.
This frequency varies from person to person and will fluctuate in real time according to the host's mood.
Newt relied on years of observation and testing to figure out how to keep up with the changes in the black fog.
And Gavin himself had given birth to and controlled Obscurus, and he was extremely familiar with how to fit into that cold and sticky pulsation.
In addition, the "wedding vows" just now helped Cordelia calm down, and the black vortex in her body no longer surged violently. Gavin almost only took a breath of testing, and the tip of the staff adjusted the frequency consistent with Cordelia's, and bit it steadily.
The faint black smoke that was still flowing out from the edge of Cordelia's wide cuffs suddenly stopped.
Attracted by the same frequency Magic, the restless ink-colored mist instantly calmed down. It was gradually retracted along the traction of the Gavin stick tip, pressed against the girl's pale forearm skin, and slowly and orderly converged into her palm.
Next, comes the most dangerous step -
Living body separation.
When Newt tried to save the girl from Sudan, it also locked and induced Obscurus through the same frequency resonance, but the girl failed to survive in the end.
The reason is that the same frequency attraction can only make the black Whirlpool follow, but cannot mark the boundary between Obscurus and the host.
Obscurus is originally the product of abnormal compression of the host's own Magic, and is tightly entangled with the host's consciousness, emotions and normal Magic.
After the death of the host, the original connection is severed by itself, and it can naturally be extracted and sealed separately according to the attraction;
But if you want to thrust hard while alive, outsiders can't tell which part of the resistance comes from the black vortex itself and which part is connected to the host's lifeline.
Once uprooted and Obscurus is sucked away, human consciousness and normal Magic will also be torn to pieces on the spot.
Therefore, even if someone memorizes Newt and Spell very well, they still cannot treat a living person by following them.
But Gavin just crossed this threshold.
At that time, he could only use the huge power of Philosopher's Stone to forcefully pull back Cordelia's consciousness; but now, there is a resonance of the same frequency externally to stabilize Obscurus's restlessness, and internally he can directly dive into the consciousness level to see clearly the context.
With his personal experience of constantly consuming his life to control Obscurus, and the experience accumulated in treating Alice, he is already extremely familiar with all of this.
He is the only one in the world who can tell which strand can continue to pull and which strand connects to the patient's roots.
But now the girl's Magic in front of her has almost been exhausted, and her entanglement with Obscurus has been reduced to a minimum. This is the best time to transfer the host.
Gavin's translucent eyes were slightly closed, and his senses penetrated into the depths of consciousness at the junction of the two. While maintaining the Magic frequency that simulated Cordelia to attract the black vortex to move outward, he followed the entangled gaps and loosened the invisible ties one by one.
When it was peeled off to the deepest node, Obscurus's rhythm was suddenly disrupted, and he instinctively pulled back.
Cordelia's breathing suddenly tightened, his brows furrowed, and his fingers subconsciously grasped Gavin's hand, with his nails embedded in it.
Painful memories began to surge in his mind, and the shadow of Black Wings took shape behind him.
Gavin The tip of the stick immediately paused and stopped pulling at that point without force.
"Cordelia, it's okay, believe... believe Gai-ge."
Gavin didn't cry out in pain, he just held her firmly with his right hand and kept calling her name.
The girl bit her lip, followed the heat and sound from her palms to find Anchor Point, raised her eyelids with difficulty, and squeezed out a sentence through her teeth:
"... Whoever believes in him, I believe in you."
As soon as her voice fell, the black wing shadow that had just gathered behind her dispersed.
Taking advantage of the moment when her breathing calmed down and the gap between the normal Magic and the black vortex was reopened, Gavin's fingertips sank slightly and cleanly broke the last few strands of adhesion.
The black vortex was completely separated from the girl's Magic context, but Cordelia's own consciousness and Magic were still intact and did not collapse along with the peeling off.
For Newt, after this step is to seal it into a special container.
But Gavin turned his wrist slightly, and used the strand of Magic that maintained the frequency of Cordelia to hold the black vortex, leading it directly to the palms of the two people's hands.
Outside, only the edge of the palms of the two people touching each other could be seen, and a very thin black line was quietly traveling against the skin.
In the field of vision deep in his consciousness, the black Whirlpool, which was bound by layers of invisible threads, was gradually crossing the boundary following the attraction of the same frequency Magic, and smoothly sliding into the world of Gavin's mind.
Alaya Consciousness's long river flows quietly.
Above Consciousness Space, the washbasin-sized mass of white Whirlpool with solid swirls is still slowly rotating. Gavin is following the instructions just now, maintaining a small amount of pure white Magic outside the vortex.
Gavin leads the black vortex to the independent space corresponding to the white vortex, which is similar to the position in his own consciousness.
Consciousness Space and Inner Landscape are actually some kind of projections of Occultism, and everything in them has its corresponding meaning.
Although I still don't understand what the distance means, there is definitely no problem with it being the same as myself.
Gavin first used the method of Newt to seal Obscurus to tightly lock its outer edge to prevent it from harming Gavin, and then began the last step that Newt had not set foot in -
Host Transfer Parasitism.
This is a method he had thought of before and deduced through Calculation Book.
At that time, he was just doing research and preparing for emergencies. If Cordelia and Obscurus had problems, he could transplant it to himself first.
But unexpectedly, this method was first used on a boy.
He compared the weak white light maintained by Gavin and began to adjust the frequency of the outer closed Magic extremely slowly, transitioning from the fluctuation of Cordelia to the Magic frequency of Gavin.
The enclosed black vortex was still a little restless at first, but under this gradual fine-tuning, it gradually adapted to the changes in the periphery, and its own rhythm also quietly shifted, and finally it perfectly matched the frequency of Gavin's Magic.
At this moment, this group of Obscurus has truly recognized its new host.
Gavin then spoke in consciousness:
"Take it over and maintain the outermost constraints."
He began to remove his Magic traction bit by bit.
When it retreated to the last ray, a tiny ripple appeared on the edge of the black vortex that had just completed its recognition.
Gavin was just about to speak out to remind him to adjust his intensity, but Gavin had already thought about it in his mind.
Relying on the instinct he had developed over the past few years in Room of Requirement by squeezing sailors and collecting scattered water droplets, the young man closed and closed it with great accuracy. Following the induction of the same frequency, he pressed back the slight fluctuations perfectly.
Gavin's Magic control ability is actually very good, but no one has been able to teach him how to use it step by step like this before.
The black Whirlpool was completely quiet. Naturally attracted by Gavin's own Magic, it sat quietly in that independent position. It neither collided with the pure white Magic above, nor did Gavin need to be distracted all the time to hold it down.
As for how to actively release it in the future and how to use Life Force to accelerate it, that is a matter for subsequent teaching. For now, it is enough to keep it stable and still.
In the real stone house, Cordelia lowered his eyelashes, seemed to feel something, and took a deep breath tentatively.
The cool air slides smoothly into the chest.
The severe pain that usually caused her shoulders to suddenly tighten when she took a breath did not appear again. The cold, heavy thing that had been entrenched in her body all year round and gnawing at her Life Force day and night had completely disappeared.
She raised her other hand in a daze, made a fist lightly, and tried to move her shoulders, and her frown gradually relaxed.
Although her body was still too weak to lift up the strength and could not stand up immediately, she felt a kind of relaxation that she had never felt in a long time -
It was as if the boulder that had been weighing on my back had finally been lifted.
"I almost forgot... is this what it feels like? It's so good..."
The girl murmured in a low voice, but before she could appreciate the relief for a moment, her eyes quickly fell back on the face of Gavin with her eyes closed in front of her.
Gavin lowered his eyes and glanced at the status of the two people.
Cordelia's breathing has stabilized, and Gavin's Obscurus has also settled down.
As for the erosion of this body and the hidden dangers of the two souls inhabiting it, that is another problem that needs to be considered in the long run, but at least for now the transfer operation has been successfully completed.
Gavin leaned down and gently placed Hawthorn Wand and the Octagonal Silver Box on the clean stone ground beside him.
The translucent outline then faded into the air.
He put away his appearance and returned to Consciousness Space in Gavin, preparing for the final handover and observation.
In the void, Gavin was raising his neck, staring at the extra black Whirlpool above him. Then he lowered his head and looked at his hands, closing his eyes and carefully comprehending it for a while.
Gavin stood by the long river, confirming that everything was normal and intact and that the young man's consciousness was clear, he asked casually:
"What does it feel like?"
Gavin blinked and answered honestly:
"I don't feel it."
"?"
Gavin paused for a moment and then understood the reason.
I almost forgot about your boy's extraordinary insensitivity.
This kid probably didn't pretend to be stupid on purpose.
However, judging from his posture just now as if he was facing a powerful enemy, he was probably prepared to be torn apart by the black mist and rolling around in pain.
But after struggling for a long time, except for a quiet black ball in my mind, the expected severe pain did not occur.
The young man raised his head again and glanced at the black vortex that was parked obediently, and asked with some uncertainty:
"Gai-ge, is this the end?"
Gavin did not answer immediately. He scanned the black Whirlpool's state carefully once again, confirming that it was no different from his own state. It could remain consistent and stable even when no one was deliberately guiding it, and then he looked at the boy.
"Yes. It's over. I'll tell you how to use it later. Don't keep people waiting now."
Gavin said "Oh", quickly gathered his mind, and retreated from Vipassana.
Gavin stayed deep inside Consciousness Space.
He wanted to observe again in case there were changes.
The heavy eyelids opened a crack, and dim light came into view again.
As soon as Gavin opened his eyes, he saw the face of Cordelia very close at hand.
The girl's gaze remained firmly on his face, and their hands were still held together.
Seeing that he woke up, she immediately leaned forward a little, with uncontrollable nervousness in her voice:
"How are you?"
Gavin looked at the bloodshot eyes and nervousness, and felt anxious, so he quickly spoke to reassure her:
"It's okay, I'm okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden instruction from Gavin came in deep in his consciousness:
"You should say you feel bad."
Gavin didn't understand why he was pretending to be sick for no reason, so he just responded outside:
"Ah?"
On the opposite side, Cordelia's shoulders that had just been relaxed instantly tightened again.
Her two hands immediately grasped Gavin's right hand, and her breathing became a little faster:
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Gavin opened his mouth.
Seeing the girl's suddenly pale face, the boy couldn't wrap his head around any twists and turns. He raised his other hand and scratched the back of his head that was stained with dust, and told the whole story honestly:
"Gai-ge said... I should say I feel bad."
"..."
Gavin deep in his mind had not had time to say anything to make amends, Gavin had already shaken off all the details.
Good boy, after taking the dowry, your elbows turned outward?
My brother just doesn't have a wife to kiss him.
The air was quiet for two seconds.
Cordelia kept leaning forward, first turned his head angrily, and glared fiercely at the empty stone ground next to Wand and the silver box. He found that no one was there, and then turned back to look at the easily provoked fool in front of him.
The panic in my heart because I was afraid that something might happen to him, mixed with the shame of being teased one after another, all came to my fingertips.
She raised her hand, clenched it into a fist, lightly punched him on the shoulder, and pouted:
"Don't listen to him."
She didn't have much strength to begin with, and this punch was so light that it didn't even dust off Gavin's shoulders.
But just as the fist fell, the body of Gavin in front of him tilted to the side with this insignificant force.
The young man's eyes slowly closed, and his originally upright shoulders and back completely lost their support, and he fell straight towards the cold ground.
Cordelia was really scared now.
Her heart suddenly tightened, and she reached out to grab him almost out of instinct.
But her own body was also extremely weak, unable to support the full weight of a boy of almost the same age. In her panic, she only had time to protect the back of his head with her palms, and then she leaned down.
"Gavin?"
No response.
Her breath froze, and she was about to shout again, but the words that the boy scratched his head and said half a second ago, "I should say I feel bad," suddenly flashed through her mind, and she recalled the way the outsider had been teasing others in a bad way.
He is...
Have you learned to act?
Cordelia's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a bit of embarrassment filled his cheeks again.
She was still holding the back of his head and shoulders in her hands, but she didn't let go in anger because she thought he was pretending to be dizzy.
Looking at the face so close to her, the corners of her lips that had been tense all afternoon even curved slightly unconsciously. She freed up one hand to gently push his cheek, her voice filled with annoyance that she couldn't do anything about him:
"Okay, he's so stupid and pretending to be sick... I've told you everything, don't listen to him."
The moment the words fell, the boy's closed eyes reopened.
Cordelia The arc at the corners of his lips, which he had not yet had time to close, suddenly froze on his face.
In those black eyes, there was no embarrassment when the prank was exposed, nor the usual embarrassed giggle, only a bottomless silence.
That's not him.
Gavin did not sit up immediately.
He first raised his right hand, placing his fingers on the cold stone floor beside him, using the support of his arm to stabilize his leaning torso. At the same time, he frowned slightly, raised his left arm, and blocked the girl's hand that was still pressed against his face.
His eyes quickly swept over his body, and then he raised his eyes and looked calmly at the girl close at hand:
"He didn't make a fuss."
Cordelia froze in place, her lips trembling slightly, staring at the face that said "I do" to her with red ears just a few minutes ago. She didn't want to believe it, so she still whispered tentatively:
"...Gavin?"
The pair of black eyes stared at her quietly, without responding to the call, and only answered with that cold and plain voice:
"Stop shouting, he really fainted."
Cordelia's hand retracted instantly.
The little color that had just returned to the girl's face faded away as she breathed.