allendalepharm 028 Voldemort's Reading Notes
028 Voldemort's Reading Notes
Lockhart no longer cared whether the crowd outside the vault would rush in and disturb the unjustly killed fairy.
He looked at her with such deep affection, his delicate and broken expression as he raised his hand to the unjustly murdered fairy.
This trick works very well.
This is based on experience; a powerful yet fragile combination is the ultimate weapon.
With the combined identities of "savior" and "waiting to be redeemed," the wrongfully killed fairy finally gave the reaction he had been waiting for.
He was willing to die for her!
Then, she would be willing to live for him!
How long has she been on this stake that constantly burns her soul?
a hundred years?
Two hundred years?
No, she couldn't remember.
All she knew was that she finally had the courage to face it, and she began to struggle against the thorny vines that bound her.
The earth, too, was hoping for her success and gave her strength, so the deep bloodstains that the vines had scratched her were rapidly healing.
She finally broke free!
Staggering, cautious, and somewhat timid, her delicate pink feet gently touched the ground.
The bloodstains automatically moved away from her feet, and the small pebbles rolling on the ground in front of her also tumbled away, not wanting to harm her in the slightest.
Finally, she reached him, threw herself into Lockhart's arms, rested her head on his warm chest, and whispered shyly in his ear, "Live for me!"
A beautiful woman threw herself into his arms, her body soft yet firm.
It refers to a gaping, blood-red mouth.
Lockhart looked at the fangs pressed against her body with some fear, and tremblingly reached out to gently stroke her long golden hair.
laugh.
Her smile was full of love.
"Yes, my beautiful girl, I'm willing to live for you. Will you let down your guard for me? Open your heart completely to me! My life would lose its color without you!"
The wronged fairy carefully supported herself against his chest, her flushed cheeks peeking out from her drooping hair. She nodded lightly yet firmly, "Mmm!"
well.
Lockhart's other, uninjured hand was already in the pocket of his wizard's robes. His fingers slipped into the small pouch, gripping his wand. After receiving confirmation, he deftly pulled the wand out, pressed it against her, and quickly chanted the spell, "Return to Earth!"
The Return Spell is a branch of the Exorcism Spell within the Defense Against the Dark Arts domain.
Its applications are wide-ranging, and it performs remarkably well in dealing with things like unjustly killed fairies and ghostly corpses.
Once the specific conditions are met, it is highly targeted and has excellent results!
The only problem is...
The wronged fairy twisted her waist, which was being pressed against her, and looked at him with some confusion. "What did you say? What's pressing against me?"
"!!!"
The magic has failed!
Or perhaps the spell was never successfully cast.
This is very embarrassing.
His reaction was so quick that he found an alternative plan amidst the jumbled memories with incredible speed.
He has to hurry!
Otherwise, the gaping maws covered in fangs on the unjustly killed fairy would have devoured him into a pile of dust.
The danger of dark magic creatures is no joke!
Countless black magic biologists throughout history have tragically died because they genuinely regarded black magic creatures as living beings and even planned to have romantic relationships with them.
This is a phenomenon!
The means are merely a way to trigger changes in phenomena; one should not become overly absorbed in the other party's reaction!
Lockhart quietly slipped the wand, which was even less useful than a chopstick, back into the small cloth pouch in his pocket, and simply looked at her with deep affection. "Don't worry about these details, beautiful girl. Would you like to live in my heart and wander this world with me from now on?"
The wronged fairy nodded shyly, then buried her face in his warm chest once more, filled with infatuation.
Her cheeks are so red.
I feel so hot, like I'm about to melt.
Ok.
She was indeed melting.
Professor McGonagall ultimately decided to try to help. She was quite worried about Lockhart and entrusted him to keep a close eye on Harry and Draco, while she and Professor Snape sneaked in quietly.
Then they saw it...
Lockhart lay on the ground, with a pink, semi-transparent figure in his arms.
Such a scene doesn't evoke any sense of romance; instead, it sends chills down your spine.
Because that translucent figure was melting rapidly, and strange long tendrils grew from its body, like pink glowing jellyfish, one after another tracing arcs in mid-air and piercing Lockhart's chest.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape quickly raised their wands to rescue him, but Lockhart secretly waved to them and winked at them.
"?" Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment and looked at Professor Snape.
Professor Snape, with an extremely grave expression, began to rummage through his wizarding robe pockets for potions that might be helpful in the situation.
This change ended quickly.
The figure burrowed completely into Professor Lockhart's chest.
In an instant, the bloodstains on the surrounding walls and the incessant chirping and murmuring of birds all vanished.
Only the venomous snakes and reptiles, startled, scurried into the dark corners.
"Done!"
Lockhart clapped his hands and stood up with a smile. "This is no problem for me!"
Professor Snape silently handed him a vial of potion. "It can cleanse the evil forces within you. You will need it."
Lockhart didn't stand on ceremony and looked at him with great gratitude. "Oh, my dear Snape, thank you so much."
Of course he needs this!
Potions Masters carry top-tier potions with them to protect themselves from danger, which Lockhart, no matter how many connections he has, cannot buy.
Professor Snape didn't say anything, but simply turned his head indifferently and walked straight outside.
Professor McGonagall watched this scene with a kind smile. "He's never been good at expressing his feelings."
Urquhart was very grateful for the resolution of the crisis and insisted on having a thank-you dinner with Professor McGonagall, who wanted to get back to school immediately.
The address is in the Urquhart Castle Hall.
Harry bluntly pointed out that Mr. Urquhart was just worried that the area wasn't cleaned properly and wanted everyone to stay there to observe the situation.
This is a principle that even Draco, let alone adults, understands.
Lockhart chuckled and ruffled Harry's hair, simply saying, "That's only right, isn't it? We also need to stay and make sure we've completely resolved the issue; it's only good to be cautious."
For a time, both host and guests enjoyed themselves immensely.
The promised reward was to choose a piece from the family collection. Lockhart thought long and hard before finally choosing a ring with a Seamless Extension Charm attached.
Crafted by an ancient master, the curses attached to it have withstood the test of time and remain remarkably stable.
As for the small bag I got from Mr. Bokin, it seems to have a much larger capacity, but it is actually very unstable. If it is accidentally affected by some kind of magic, it may even explode on the spot, regardless of whether there is any malice or not.
The other one is an old phonograph that should be in a damaged state; even if it weren't damaged, the unjustly killed fairy inside wouldn't have escaped the shackles of the magical creation.
If we can repair this phonograph, we can save the potion Professor Snape gave us.
Finally, there was a magic book.
Mr. Urquhart Jr. originally planned to secretly replace it with other books, since no one knew which book he had actually traded with the Malfoy family.
But Professor McGonagall, who had anticipated this, reminded her aunt and nephew, "Are you sure you can handle this?"
To protect the knowledge within, many authors of magical books have added forbidden spells to them. Is little Urquhart really planning to experience helplessness again?
Startled, he hastily handed the book to Lockhart, and only after watching Lockhart take it away from his castle after the banquet did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
……
Back at Hogwarts, Lockhart carefully placed the potion Professor Snape had given him into his ring before taking out the book and starting to read it.
Professor McGonagall checked it and found no evil curse on it.
The book's title is simple—"The Complete Guide to the Techniques of the Pensieve."
The book was compiled by Septimus Malfoy and the Ministry of Magic's Office of the Compilation of Egyptian Magical Arts.
Septimus Malfoy was an 18th-century figure who served as an advisor to the Minister of Magic, meaning that the ownership of this book should belong to the Ministry of Magic.
However, considering that the Minister of Magic at the time, Anxis, was nicknamed "Malfoy's Puppet," it becomes understandable why this book appeared in the Malfoy family's collection.
Lockhart watched with great interest.
After flipping through a few pages, an illustration of a crystal skull meditation basin came into view.
The description above reads: "...Wizards are no longer confined to the simplest principles of how the human skull affects the brain and memory, and are attempting to make more changes to the skull..."
"...Before the final decision was made on using magical clay and skull powder to create the stone meditation basin, the emergence of the crystal skull technique was the most crucial achievement in the wizards' research process..."
Good guy!
Lockhart thought his crystal bird-snake skull meditation bowl was something special, but it turns out that for modern meditation bowl technology, it's just an outdated product that has been superseded.
In the wizarding world, it's not true that the older something is, the better. For example, the modern, well-established Transfiguration was something that ancient wizards could hardly imagine.
That damned Mr. Borgin, that greedy guy actually got an antique for him!
They even said that the control password was missed when "receiving the goods." Who knows how many people have used this thing, how many years it has gone by, or even how many owners it has accompanied to their graves? The password has probably long since disappeared into the river of history.
Of course, ancient magical items have ancient benefits.
The techniques of making stone and terracotta basins for meditation, like wand making, are now firmly in the hands of the so-called "pure-blood families of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Clans." In contrast, detailed information about this crystal skull meditation basin has been able to circulate outside.
Lockhart quickly found a potion to awaken the memory imprint of the Pensieve made from the Crystal Skull, meaning he had a way to restore the Pensieve's ability to freely enlarge and shrink.
But he was soon drawn to some random scribblings on valuable books.
"I've heard that the great Dumbledore used the techniques of the ancient Pensieve to create a magical artifact for Gellert Grindelwald, who possessed prophetic abilities, that could manifest memories. So ancient techniques can still be used effectively; the key is who is using them." —Tom Riddle.
Tom Riddle...
Voldemort!
Lockhart sat bolt upright, finally understanding why Lucius Malfoy was so eager to clear the book out of the family archives.