allendalepharm Chapter 358 Absolute Protection, Blessing, and Pursuit
Chapter 358 Absolute Protection, Blessing, and Pursuit
Chapter 358 Absolute Protection, Blessing, and Pursuit
Many of the Death Eaters present stared in disbelief at Severus Snape, who stood there in his flowing wizard robes.
It has a rather absurd feel to it, like an old comrade who betrayed his team suddenly driving a Land Rover.
All attacks!
Whether it was the Killing Curse or the Cruciatus Curse, whether it was a magical artifact or a Polymorph, all spells with offensive intent were calmed and suppressed by that sorrowful wind chime.
all!
There was indeed a gap between them in the past. Severus's strength was undeniable, but it wasn't as exaggerated as this.
He just stood there, letting you cast spells on him without getting hurt.
Do you think you're Dumbledore?
That's outrageous!
Although such thoughts were somewhat blasphemous, many of them momentarily felt as if they were facing the Dark Lord.
So powerful it takes your breath away.
Many people instinctively stopped attacking, worried that Severus might easily launch a counterattack and wipe them out.
They had never been so cautious before, except when facing the mighty Dumbledore.
"Playing tricks!" Voldemort just sneered.
He easily saw through the underlying message of "Snape's Law forbids attack"—the dark magic creatures were unafraid of magical attacks!
This slug is currently clearly in the state of some kind of dark magic creature.
Moreover, it is very clear and intuitive that Severus's soul was sinking into a dead silence at some point, and then for some reason, he became full of vitality and bravely stepped out of that dead silence.
All dark magic creatures follow certain rules!
Voldemort was undoubtedly a powerful master of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and he keenly perceived the pattern in Snape's current powerful spellcasting effects.
First, you have to stand in front of others.
Perhaps this is the scene that this slug has been dreaming of day and night: standing in front of James Potter's wife in that house in Godric's Hollow, preventing him from killing her.
Second, Severus had to maintain unparalleled courage.
This is a bit beyond Voldemort's image. Does Severus have such courage?
But Severus, standing before him, clearly had the courage to step forward and stand before Sirius, protecting him.
Therefore, the underlying principle of this magical effect should be "absolute protection" rather than "absolute magic suppression".
Of course, knowing is one thing, being able to do it is another.
Never mind, never mind.
I had originally planned to accept some troublesome costs to kill Sirius, but since it's impossible, I won't force it.
Voldemort flicked his wand slightly, about to dispel the life-sustaining passage.
But at that moment, a roar faintly came from the depths of the life passage—"Sirius! I will not allow you to release your evil spirits in my building. Are you trying to turn my house into a haunted house?"
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A little while later, some footsteps approached.
"Huh?" Lockhart's voice came through. "Look, Sirius seems to have been pulled into some unknown dimension by some force?"
In an instant, a long silver snake darted in, its shadow swiftly weaving through the passage of life, silently fixing the passage in place.
"A pack of gray wolves!"
As Lockhart cast his spell, wisps of mist gathered and surged within the passage, spreading outwards into the real world. Within the mist, gray wolves warily surveyed their surroundings, guarding the passage from all sides.
"Ha~"
Lockhart shouted excitedly, "There are so many people over there! Let's go, let's go take a look! Dumbledore, do me a favor!"
Soon, as the flames of the phoenix surged, several figures appeared in the laboratory.
Gilderoy Lockhart!
Albus Dumbledore!
Gellert Grindelwald!
Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks!
And Sirius, which is manifested behind this group of people.
Many shimmering points of light emerged from Sirius's chest, converged in front of him, and coalesced into the figure of Snape constructed from these points of light.
Dumbledore sensed the problem the instant he appeared, his expression changed abruptly, and he quickly waved the Elder Wand, causing the ground to rapidly deform and extend into a massive glass wall.
The glass walls curved rapidly, enveloping and protecting each of them inside.
"radiation?"
"A nuclear laboratory?"
Grindelwald surveyed the area in astonishment, then looked at Voldemort, who was floating in mid-air. "You led an attack on the Muggle nuclear lab?"
Voldemort sneered, "Muggles attacked my people and brought them here!"
Grindelwald was taken aback and snapped his fingers.
slap~
A magical light, characteristic of the Flashback Spell, shone forth.
The figures formed by the thick smoke quickly appeared in the laboratory. They were Muggles wearing protective suits, operating a crane to lower the glass cage containing Peter Pettigrew and Pierce into the reaction tank.
It really is.
Lockhart once analyzed Dumbledore's principle—love.
Actions based on "love," regardless of whether they are good or bad, are within the scope of this bigwig's acceptance.
That's exactly what happened; Voldemort had come to save people.
This softened Dumbledore's gaze slightly; since it wasn't Tom causing trouble, there was room for discussion.
Grindelwald's expression changed, his voice turning somber and cold. "Muggles capturing wizards for experiments?"
Voldemort slowly floated to the ground, elegantly gesturing, "Just as you see!"
The seriousness of this matter cannot be ignored by the group simply because Voldemort's faction is involved.
As the scenes within the flashback spell shifted, Dumbledore and Grindelwald's expressions grew increasingly grave.
What did they see?
Silently?
Are Muggles researching Obscurus here?
Dumbledore instructed Lockhart, "You look after them!"
Then, leading Grindelwald through the radiation-shielding protective wall, they went straight to Voldemort. "Tom, I need to know more!"
Voldemort shook his head. "We just arrived too."
He was clearly pleased with the current situation, chuckling as he beckoned to the Death Eaters, "Go, arrest everyone here, and gather all the information you can find!"
On the other side, inside the glass room that Dumbledore had conjured to shield against radiation, Lockhart was making clicking noises as he circled around Snape, who was formed from points of light.
"Severus, what's going on?"
"Entering into misfortune? And then transcending it? Transcending it with Sirius's courage?"
Sometimes Lockhart couldn't help but sigh more and more at the saying, "Magic is life, and life is magic." The scene before him was clearly not just magic, nor just Snape's life, but an extremely complex and subtle concurrent state.
"It wasn't his courage, it was my courage." Snape refuted one detail, but generally agreed with Lockhart's analysis.
To redeem Sirius Black, and also to redeem himself, he so generously shared his entire life with Sirius Black.
This in itself requires immense courage.
Whether it's saving an enemy, confronting one's own past, or letting that enemy see one's past.
However, Snape did it anyway.
He received a gift from fate—the life of Sirius Black.
Throughout his life, he often witnessed Dumbledore rewarding young wizards who displayed exceptional courage, listening and watching...
Sometimes we go through things together.
Even so, he still didn't know what courage really was.
He understands the principles, but he finds it difficult to enter that unique state of mind that courage possesses.
Fate is sometimes so wondrous. When he opened his heart and allowed Sirius to face all his life experiences and emotions, he was also facing everything about Sirius.
Oh~
It dawned on him.
So this is what courage is like; this unique state of mind is so moving.
It's a feeling that's hard to describe. It seems like everyone can have it, but in reality, the courage that springs from within is often a kind of talent.
There really aren't that many people who have courage in their bones.
It was a life force that threatened the entire world like a dark demon king, and only the brave dared to step forward, break free, and face death.
The power he had lacked in the past.
Of course, there were other gains as well, such as Sirius gaining the ability to use dark magic in a positive way from his soul, and he also gained the ability to shapeshift and transform into animals.
Moreover, when a person with rich life experience immerses themselves in observing the lives of others as a third party, they can gain far more insights than the person themselves did.
The ominous aspect didn't suit him, so he didn't gain anything from it.
But when it comes to animal transformations, he has far too many ideas.
He had a lot he wanted to discuss with Lockhart, but this was clearly not a good time.
He also has a lot of information he wants to think about carefully and re-examine his life.
He would never forget what Lily said during their late-night conversation during that period of his memory:
Sirius: While Potter's away, let me ask you quietly, did you ever like that slug? Well, I was talking about Snape.
Lily: You're not allowed to call him a slug. He's already trying his best to live.
Sirius: Okay, let's get back to the topic we were just discussing.
Lily seemed confused: "I don't know. I haven't thought about it, but he clearly can't give me any sense of security. He doesn't have the courage to face his own life, the courage to face those Slytherin villains, the courage to face the difficult path of magic, the courage to do many things, he doesn't even have the courage to tell me he likes me—"
Lily took a deep breath: I can hardly imagine a future with him; it could be terrible. He doesn't care about himself, and it's hard for him to truly love others if he doesn't love himself.
Sirius nudged Lupin, who was a little drunk, with his elbow: "Listen to this, you should listen to this, wake up, my old buddy."
Immersed in his memories of Sirius, Snape couldn't help but think of Gilderoy Lockhart, a person he particularly disliked during his school days.
Yes, he disliked Gilderoy quite a bit at the time, and was even a little jealous.
Because the other person has become the person he longed for deep down.
Despite being of mixed race, from an ordinary family in Muggle society, and with only average talent, she was always so confident and unrestrained.
The biggest difference between Gilderoy, this confident peacock, and the confident James Potter is that this peacock is genuinely willing to help others and then gets lost in the praise and applause of others.
Like a foxtail grass swaying freely in the sunlight.
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But he, Severus, was like a slug in a sewer.
So he never blamed Lily. Lily wasn't a real goddess; she wouldn't truly become the sunshine that shone into his dark heart, and she wouldn't truly give everything to redeem him.
He can only rely on himself, and only himself.
No one's pity is needed, no salvation is needed!
He just needs the courage to love himself, the courage to love life, and the courage to love the future.
Now he has it!
The most obvious feeling is that the future of life suddenly becomes incredibly vast, and the path of magic also becomes incredibly vast.
That feeling was absolutely wonderful.
Of course, there was also an indescribable sense of melancholy.
That was after he began to understand and have the courage to love himself; Lily no longer seemed to occupy the top place in his heart.
Even after becoming a normal person, one will still find it hard to forget and cherish their first love, which is also a first love filled with regret.
Life must go on!
Lily can only remain in the past in our memories, be properly placed, and then move on.
"Dude! You look completely different!" Lockhart exclaimed, looking at Old Spiegel. "Like a young man!"
Snape couldn't hold back any longer; his lips twitched. "I'm only 34!"
Ok.
That seems to be the case.
Lockhart turned to check on Sirius's condition. The guy seemed fine and was talking to Lupin and Tonks.
Seeing Lockhart looking over, Sirius walked over and gestured to Snape, "I know how to wake him up!"
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Lockhart blinked. "Your current life relay adventure looks pretty good."
"Oh no!" Sirius rolled his eyes. "He won't like being in my life, and my life won't like him being involved!"
Snape merely curled the corners of his mouth slightly without saying anything, as if he thought that disgusting this guy he hated was a good experience.
"How do I do it?" Lockhart asked curiously.
"Blessing!" Sirius scratched his head, trying hard to think of how to describe his feelings, but eventually gave up. He was really not good at expressing himself, so he could only gesture. "Ominousness is on the axis of eternity, and on the other side of the axis is blessing."
The wording wasn't quite accurate, but it roughly conveyed his feelings.
Snape chuckled beside him. "Ignorance is truly terrifying. Let me tell you his thoughts!"
"In terms you can understand, the spiritual self is the 'me' in the world, and misfortune affects the world," therefore, the state of the spiritual self changes with the environment!
"But this is the level of influence of ominous magical power. The real world remains the same. As a result, the ominous spirit that changes with the ominous environment becomes disconnected from the real world. This disconnect creates a large number of ominous events as a way to fill the gap between the self and the real world."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Sirius exclaimed. "Yes, that's it!"
Lockhart chuckled, exchanged a glance with Lupin who was trying to suppress a laugh, and followed up on this line of thought, asking, "So, the Patronus Charm actually has a way to ward off misfortune?"
Snape nodded, then thought for a moment and shook his head. "Unless it's a Patronus Charm that originates from the fundamental self, rather than a Patronus Charm that springs forth from the spirit and changes with the environment, you should understand the difference."
Lohat nodded. "In other words, a guardian spell cast by a wizard who has been tainted by misfortune will also carry an ominous aura."
Snape nodded. "Conversely, when we smooth out the environmental dimension in which the spirit resides and bring it into harmony with the real world, the spirit naturally re-aligns with the real world and returns to normal. Our lives re-align with the whole world, and naturally, no misfortune will occur. This method is called blessing."
"Is that so?" Sirius, a student, seemed a little confused. He thought it was right, but it didn't quite feel quite right either.
Of course, that's not the case. Snape was just describing things from Lockhart's perspective; it wasn't Sirius's true feeling.
At least Lockhart now fully understands the wonders of this magical path.
"But I know one thing!" Sirius squinted at Snape, "I need to get you out of my life quickly so you wake up. Damn it, I don't like you being here knowing everything!"
Yes, that's something I need to do when I get back.
Now, everyone has to refocus their attention on the major events that are happening right now.
Look what they saw!
Dumbledore was watching with cold indifference as Voldemort unleashed his wicked dark magic on the Muggles in the laboratory!
Lockhart whistled, mimicking Voldemort's use of the Bubble Head Curse on the Death Eaters outside, and cast a protective shield for everyone. He then dispelled Dumbledore's transformation and led everyone over.
Grindelwald clearly noticed the strange expressions on their faces and explained in a low voice. He never bothered to explain to others, but this matter concerned Dumbledore's reputation.
"These people are researching the possibility of Squibs becoming Obscurials for the Purifiers, wanting to emulate Dumbledore's nephew, Cresten, in controlling powerful Obscurial forces."
Lockhart exclaimed in surprise, "That's a brilliant idea!"
Grindelwald curled his lip. "But they are the purgers, a force outside the framework of the Secret Service Act. We will never allow such power to be touched!"
That's true.
No one knows what kind of future an organization like the Purifiers, possessing the power of the Obscurus, will bring to the world, but it is highly likely to trigger a war that will affect the entire world.
Dumbledore would not allow it.
Grindelwald wouldn't allow it either; what he needed now was order.
Voldemort was happy to see this happen, as the world was changing and that was his chance. However, he clearly wouldn't willingly side with the Purifiers, who were the wizards' adversaries. Instead, he would use the organization to boost his reputation.
"That's the problem. This lab operates independently. It has completely severed ties with the Purifiers in terms of personnel and funding. There are absolutely no clues that can help us find these rats in the gutter."
Grindelwald gestured to Voldemort. "He said he can."
Indeed, running terrorist organizations and orchestrating their hiding places and operations were Voldemort's forte.
Boom!
The leader of the laboratory, who was being held down by the Death Eaters and forced to kneel on the ground, suddenly began to tremble rapidly, and large amounts of flames erupted from his body.
He made a silent, mournful howl amidst the flames.
Like a terrible candle.
Amidst the flames, he began to emit large amounts of black smoke, which continuously gathered upwards and eventually condensed into a black skull.
The skull opened its skeletal jaw, and a snake slithered out.
"Found it!"
As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, the skull in mid-air suddenly plunged down, billowing thick black smoke that swept everyone away, rapidly traversing the laboratory before flying out and quickly heading towards the horizon.
Finally, they stopped on the roof of a large Muggle department store, where everyone stood amidst the black smoke.
Voldemort gestured to Dumbledore at their feet, "Just a wall away!"
As he spoke, he gestured for them to proceed.
It's as if to say, "Please, you make the decision about this."
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then waved his wand and tapped it. A small bird emerged from the tip of the wand, flapped its wings, and flew swiftly into the distance.
Grindelwald clicked his tongue in disdain and muttered to Lockhart, "He's actually going to call the Aurors to handle this?"
Lockhart shrugged. "Even with a magic school-centric system," the Aurors and Wizengamors, who specialize in handling cases, are still necessary, aren't they?
Grindelwald simply remained noncommittal.
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