Ariana Dumbledore's soul.
Lily Evans's soul.
They emerged smoothly from the void beneath the black cloth, but they seemed to lack minds of their own. Their translucent white spirit forms hung their heads, looking dazed and muddled.
After confirming that they were indeed the two women themselves, Su Ming gave Grindelwald a look, telling the old man to handle things according to the plan.
Lily needed to be brainwashed after being resurrected, which was somewhat troublesome and had to be done discreetly.
The old man had kept the Serpent Tree leaves and the women's remains on him with an Undetectable Extension Charm, while Su Ming took out the Pensieve right in front of its owner. Of course, Dumbledore was too busy staring at his sister's soul to care that Su Ming had stolen it from his office.
The three of them took the two souls toward the distant gravekeeper's cottage.
"All right, you have one more chance to ask a question."
Death retrieved the Resurrection Stone and the Elder Wand, tossing them into the shadows beneath the black cloth.
"Hold on, let me find an example." Su Ming had Death wait, then turned and shouted at the liches in the distance. "Whose test subject can be spared? Give me a live one!"
So a Death Eater in ragged black robes was thrown over. He had merely fainted from excessive blood loss after being bitten by skeletons.
Su Ming caught him one-handed, holding him like a collectible figurine, and began questioning Death. "My question is, what exactly determines the boundary of death? The world itself? Or gods and concepts?"
"I don't quite understand what you mean."
Death floated before him, the black cloth spread out like Batwing's wings.
"Look, I'll take off his head."
As he spoke, Su Ming pulled the