Snake Spirits, I Need You to Help Me Cultivate!
The room had been enlarged several times over by the Undetectable Extension Charm, resembling the Great Hall of Hogwarts.
A white gemstone hangs from the ceiling, emitting a soft glow.
The milky white light shone on the ground, forming an extremely bright "island".
In the center of the halo, a corpse lay on the dusty floor, like an insect under a microscope.
--Lockhart!
William stood by the door, squinting as he observed the former Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, who had been missing for almost a year and a half.
Lockhart's body was not decomposed; his entire body looked charred and blackened.
His limbs were curled up, as if he had suffered great pain before his death.
Not far from the body lay an ugly black gemstone ring, Peverell's logo, so conspicuous!
In an instant, Dumbledore's breathing quickened, and his face revealed a look William had never seen before... ecstasy!!
That ecstasy was like Bobocha seeing a catnip the size of Hogwarts Castle;
It's as if, before he time-traveled, William won the grand prize with a scratch-off lottery ticket;
It's like a group of tall, blonde women singing support songs for Trump to garner votes.
That overflowing youthful energy was so Comrade Jianguo that even William, a man of profound Buddhist understanding, couldn't quite resist it!
I can't help but think of saying, "Naga, I need your help in my cultivation. As long as you can disrupt my concentration, I will... vote!"
Although his ticket was useless.
Dumbledore was clearly losing control; he took a step forward and, with an agility beyond his years, ran toward the ring.
William strongly suspected that beneath Dumbledore's long robes lay muscles honed over many years.
But Lockhart died right next to the ring, doesn't that prove anything?
That ring... it's poisoned!
"Professor!" William called out.
Dumbledore paid no attention and continued Cheering Charm.
William transformed into a sea eagle, soared into the air, and landed back on the ground, standing between the headmaster and the ring.
"William, move aside." Dumbledore's voice was urgent, as if afraid the ring would fly away.
"Professor, we're here to destroy the Horcrux!" William reminded him.
"I can't destroy it now, I have a use for it!" Dumbledore stared intently at the ring and said softly, "I can destroy it after I've used it!"
"Headmaster, Lockhart is dead!" William refused to back down.
"William, you don't understand!" Dumbledore difficulty.
"Whatever the cost, it's all worth it for me. I'll be fine... If something really happens... you'll destroy the Horcrux in my place!"
Dumbledore took out his wand.
"Now, get out of my way, please!"
"What if I don't allow it?" William was extremely annoyed.
Dumbledore suddenly became irrational. The usually wise man seemed to be under Imperius Curse.
What kind of ring could be so attractive to Dumbledore?
Wait... Peverell's patterns!
William suddenly remembered the Tale of the Three Brothers.
Of the nine Deathly Hallows, the Ravenclaw Ring is in William's possession... and that black gem, it seems only the Resurrection Stone fits the bill.
Is this Resurrection Stone?!
Whom does Dumbledore want to resurrect?
His parents?
It's that younger sister who died young for reasons unknown?!
To be honest, if the Resurrection Stone really had the ability to resurrect, William would have no reason to stop it.
But the ring clearly possesses a powerful protective spell, the kind that kills upon contact. This is different from the Diadem.
It remains to be seen whether the Dementor can withstand the curse and absorb the souls within.
If that doesn't work, we might have to use Basilisk and the Fiendfyre Curse to forcibly destroy it.
Dumbledore understood this and wanted to touch it with his own hands before destroying it.
Isn't that just courting death?
Dumbledore had already raised his wand, seemingly preparing to subdue William first before removing the Slytherin's Ring.
Without him making any move, the water beneath his feet surged and boiled instantly, as if a thousand troops were rushing past, sweeping towards William.
William's expression turned serious. He tapped his wand lightly, and a shimmering blue magical barrier appeared in front of him.
The water crashed against it, raising dust all around, creating ripples and a deafening roar.
William fired several beams of red light, Dumbledore easily deflected, striding forward with an arrogant air of disdain.
At this moment,
Dumbledore's demeanor makes him seem more like a demon king than Voldemort!
William secretly regretted that the headmaster wasn't going to be the White Devil. He didn't have any children, just a spoiled younger brother with whom he didn't get along.
After conquering such a vast territory with Grindelwald, wouldn't it have been possible to inherit it with the help of William, their prized student?
As for Voldemort, that's even simpler.
Just:
The White Lord returns home to find that seventy-year- Old Tom has led Death Eaters rebellion in England! At his command, 100,000 Grindelwald's Acolytes attack Europe.
Seeing William's distraction, Dumbledore, wand in one hand, calmly reminded him, "William, be careful."
The two seemed to be not at Gaunt Shack, but back in the time loop of their combat training.
Dumbledore flicked his wand, a flash of silver light appeared, and a barely perceptible crack appeared in William's magical shield.
Immediately afterwards,
It collapsed almost instantly.
Ultimately, skill requires accumulation over time.
Although William had spent many years in the time loop and had been trained by Dumbledore, he was still much younger than the headmaster.
William showed no fear. The magic tore through the shield, and he retaliated in kind, unleashing a sudden outpouring of magic.
The water flowing all around was as thick as a dragon drawing water, rising abruptly from the ground.
Dumbledore expressionless, muttering a spell softly to himself.
The spot where he stood became the dividing line, blocking the Water Tornado from getting any closer!
Dumbledore waved his wand, causing his wide robe to flutter violently and his silver hair to fly backward.
The surging, turbid water instantly transformed into a water dragon, swaying menacingly.
The water dragon lunged straight at William, its body two or three meters long, tumbling and surging, carrying with it the surrounding water.
Wherever the dragon's body went, the water was swept away and merged into the dragon's body to form scales!
In the blink of an eye, the water dragon expanded to six or seven meters long, its power astonishing!
William's expression turned serious. He waved his wand, creating another barrier that blocked the water dragon's attack.
But it only held on for a moment before being torn apart by the immense force and began to wobble.
William waved his wand, and without warning, a gust of wind arose around him. Then, the entire water dragon exploded outwards from William and Dumbledore as a central axis.
Dumbledore strode forward, and with each step he took, he waved his wand, and the water dragon in front of him advanced a level, shaking the earth like muffled thunder.
William was in a terrible headache and was about to run away when the water dragon suddenly vanished into thin air.
Dumbledore halted his already overwhelming offensive, the old man lowered his wand, and sat dejectedly on the ground, looking as if both crying and laughing.
William wiped the water from his face, slowly walked over, and sat down next to the old man.
He sighed in a condescending tone.
This battle,
It started out inexplicably.
The ending was also inexplicable.
Dumbledore smile and rubbed his wrinkled face hard.
"William, I'm sorry, I just lost my mind... I did something stupid again. The temptation was too great... the Resurrection Stone..."
He pulled his hand from his wide sleeve, abruptly threw the wand far away to prevent himself from being tempted to take the Resurrection Stone again.
For a moment, Dumbledore could not hide his aged and weary appearance.
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