Chapter 620 Resurrection Stone
"Yes, that's what Harry said at the time. A great person, aren't it? I admire him a little, even though I strongly oppose personality cults."
Valen listened attentively, not even noticed the small biscuits in his hand.
"Shi!"
"After...Dumbledore took Harry away."
Felix spread his hands and said that the story was over, which made Valen complain. Why didn't the Great Demon keep up? It wanted to know what happened next! Felix himself was also a little sad. It was difficult for Harry to hold so many emotions in his heart, but it was because of such a person who survived, which made people look forward to his future even more.
Felix sat in a chair behind his desk, his eyes calmed down.
He had two more important things at hand. One was to fulfill the duties of the Minister of Magic. To some extent, he was promoted to the Ministry of Magic. The honorary consultant hired by the Ministry of Magic was still very different from the personal consultant of the Minister of Magic. - answering various questions raised by Amelia Bones.
This incident dates back several weeks.
At the end of the Ancient Magical Arts Yearbook event, Ms. Borns finally couldn't help but run to the school.
The process is similar to today. Ms. Borns witnessed Voldemort's state with her own eyes. Even without knowing the secret of the Horcrux, she still chose to believe in all the decisions Dumbledore made.
Since that day, Ms. Bones has bombed Felix at an average rate of owl every day.
To be honest, he is still happy to reply.
Although Felix showed an attitude of "finally throwing the trouble out" when facing Ms. Bones, this was just a negotiation skill, a way to compete for the right to speak and the main and secondary status. Of course, he hoped to put things under his control...
Another thing is the study of the soul field.
Felix shook his left hand slightly, holding a teacup-shaped container in his hand.
Valen couldn't help but come over and take a look.
The container contained a two or three inches long ragged cloth head-but upon closer inspection it looked a bit like a man wearing a black hooded cloak. His bare hands were blue-gray and gloomy, and seemed to be covered with mucus and spots, looking no different from a rotten corpse.
That's the dementor.
"Ji! (Take it away!)"
Valen shivered, and knew what it was, not only seen in comic books. Once, it was curious, and asked the Great Devil to show it, but its happiness was sucked away, becoming more sad than the penniless smell.
The dementor floated in the container, like a black and poisonous jellyfish.
"Ji? (Is it dead?)" Valen asked tremblingly.
"No. They are not life, they are just a kind of 'non-existence'." Felix whispered.
He could not transform into a dementor, and all his understanding of dementors was obtained through experiments. Because dementors are not magical animals, and they are not even considered living creatures. Their own state transcends the concept of life and death - they have never truly lived, and naturally they cannot be called death.
Valen ran over and moved his small stool over, looking like he was listening to the story.
Felix: "...Okay." His mood was also a little turbulent today.
"The origin of the dementor dates back to the fifteenth century. There is an unpainted island in the North Sea, which people later called Azkaban. At that time, there was an evil wizard named Axtis living on the island... In this way, since Axtis secretly captured passing sailors and conducted various cruel and evil black magic experiments on them, the dementor was born."
"It will never be eliminated from now on."
Felix ended the story with a low voice.
"Shi?"
"Ah, you say this? I can indeed destroy them, but in a blink of an eye, they will breed again in dark, filthy and desperate places... Dementors were born due to human emotions, and the only way to reduce the number is to reduce their survival conditions."
Valen shook his head in a daze, and this concept was a bit out of line for it.
It gestured for a while and finally took out its exclusive wand. A wonderful problem appeared in the air: So after the guy in the cup disappeared, there would be an extra dementor egg in a corner of the world?
Felix couldn't help laughing, and he cleared his throat.
"The dementor won't turn into an egg."
Valen thought about it and wrote: Plant seeds?
"Well, not...Okay, stop writing, I can give an example." Felix stopped Valen's wonderful association and thought for a while, "The dementor's state is closer to the Pipi Ghost."
Valen's eyes widened, it was difficult to connect these two things.
"Think about it carefully," Felix said temptingly: "Pippi is a conglomerate of chaotic spirits. Dementors are born in corruption, filth and despair. Pipig is not visible to ordinary people, so do dementors. Pipig can move objects, and all kinds of naughty dementors are also capable of interfering with reality. Pipigors appear because of the little wizard of Hogwarts and cannot be destroyed. Dementors will never die because of human emotions..."
‘But Pipi Ghost just stayed in Hogwarts Castle.’ Valen thought about it for a long time and wrote.
"For the dementors, the whole world is a castle for them to wander," Felix whispered, "In a corner of Azkaban, where Axtis conducted his evil experiments, and now one or two dementors are still born from time to time."
"According to the Ministry of Magic, the number of dementors increased dramatically during the two world wars. They even wanted to rush out of Azkaban because the darker and desperate places were born...their numbers did not decrease until the end of the war."
Felix stretched out a finger and pushed the dementor in the teacup container a little, "Who could have thought that if they let it go, they could destroy the whole world?"
Under Ms. Bones' leadership, the Ministry of Magic no longer allows Dementors to serve as guards of Azkaban. At the same time, there is an extra room in the Mysterious Affairs Division, where dementor capture cages are placed and sealed with the strictest magic.
Currently, only Felix is in his hands.
He had always wanted to figure out how the dementors absorbed their souls, but with the lessons of the past, Felix had to be more cautious, worried that he would accidentally create something amazing.
Felix put away the dementor and began writing a reply to Ms. Bones.
Valen also returned to his small table and began to write a diary. It now had a new goal, Leonhard Bashart, because he had blown up his little snake. Although its treasures were returned, this Qiu Valen had recorded it!
On the other side, Harry returned to the common room with some excitement.
"Don't want me to open the door for you when I come back so late." The fat lady shouted at him.
"Yeah, I got it." Harry replied, and he was humming happily now.
He learned from Dumbledore that the professors were working hard for him to survive, and he actually shouted and lost his temper at them. This was really inappropriate, and he also learned a secret, the Resurrection Stone! Principal Dumbledore actually possessed the legendary Resurrection Stone.
Even Professor Haipu didn't know this secret.
Principal Dumbledore strictly forbids himself to tell anyone. Thinking of the trouble caused by the old wand, Harry solemnly agreed. However, it did not prevent himself from having fun secretly.
Of course, Harry was also sad for Principal Dumbledore's sister. Yes, Dumbledore had a sister, which was incredible. When Harry learned about this, he almost fell off his chin. Why had he never thought about this problem? But she died when she was young and didn't have time to go to Hogwarts to go to school.
That's why Dumbledore joined this year's branch ceremony for the first time.
That was to satisfy his sister's wish.
"The Resurrection Stone can attract the projection of the dead in the minds of the living." Dumbledore explained that Harry didn't know how to express his concerns, because the second brother of the three brothers in the fairy tale became desperate because of the Resurrection Stone and eventually committed suicide, but Harry believed that Dumbledore had enough wisdom to deal with this problem.
Overall, Harry was in a happy mood. A mountain that had been accumulated in his heart suddenly disappeared. Harry couldn't wait to welcome the new school year. How wonderful would it be without Voldemort? He wanted to rush to the girls' dormitory and ask Ginny out for a walk in the moonlight.
The lounge was empty, and Harry was so happy that he wanted to sing. At this time, he heard a voice in the corner.
That was where he and Ron and Hermione usually stayed.
"Harry hasn't come back yet...can't wait any longer!"
Then Harry heard the sound of the envelope being torn open, and his heart suddenly tugged. He hurried over and saw Ron pulling out a pile of bulging parchment from the torn envelope-
"Don't touch it!"
Harry shouted in horror, stepped forward and snatched it, "Thorn-" only left Ron a small note.
"Hey!" Ron shouted angrily. But when he saw it was Harry, he was overjoyed, "Merlin's ragged shorts! Harry, you're finally back!"
Harry had to push Ron away, and use his other hand to squeeze the parchment into his clothes pocket. He was relieved after doing all this, and then he realized that he was already in a cold sweat.
"Harry, what's going on?" Hermione asked with her eyebrows raised, "Ron said it without any end..."
"Nothing." Harry said with a blushing face. He never wanted Ron and Hermione to know what they wrote in the letter. It would be too stingy. If the two of them knew about it, he would find a place to drown himself.
"But Ron told me-" Hermione looked at him in confusion.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron's eyes suddenly shone, he stared at the small note in his hand, carefully identifying the handwriting on it. "Are you going to give me the invisible cloak? That's really-" He was so excited that he couldn't speak.
Harry was stunned.
Just as he was thinking about what reason to make up, Hermione stepped forward and snatched half of the note in Ron's hand, and looked it twice. The eyes in her eyes were first suspicious, then shocked, and then frightened. Harry knew that he was finished.
Chapter completed!