Hogwarts Archmage

"Isn't it a little too easy for these wandering souls to die?" Ma En stood aside doing nothing and asked.

He has never made a move from the beginning until now. He just stands here and chats. When these wandering souls come out, they line up. There are only dozens at a time, which seems to be a lot, but this There are more people around, and almost as soon as they come out, countless death curses will attack them, blowing them into flying ash and resurrecting them.

The leaders of each team even arranged the sequence of attacks in order to prevent their subordinates from being affected by using too many killing curses.

Margery pinched her fingers together twice, tried to concentrate for a while and then shook her head: "No, they died too fast, and you can't see anything."

Walder was standing nearby. After hearing her words, he thought about it and asked the entourage who was following him to tell each team to move people here, leaving at least a few dozen seconds for Margaery to confirm what the problem was. .

The order was passed on quickly.

But when they stopped, all the wandering souls only stayed for a few seconds before being pulled back again as if they were attracted by a whirlpool.

"Margaery?"

"I can't see it. It's too fast. It seems that Voldemort is deliberately letting them out to die."

Ma En thought for a while: "Old Walder, let everyone wait for a while, and I will send a fireball into the Black Lake to take a look."

After saying that, he threw a fire ball directly towards the black lake in the air.

The moment the fireball entered the Black Lake, Ma En discovered a problem.

No wonder no problem has been found in the past. Nothing can be seen in the Black Lake from the water level to about ten meters down. There are even many mermaids living in the shallow water, but it seems that they are trapped by Voldemort. This is to prevent people from the school from finding out. The problem is, everyone is in a daze, as if they are controlled by the Imperius Curse.

Further down, entering the deep water area, a cold breath that penetrated the heart spread to Ma En's body along the fireball. This thing seemed to be transmitted through the sensory lines.

A young man who looked very quiet sat at the bottom of the water and glanced at the fireball. Countless dead energy and wandering souls that had lost their minds quickly rushed towards the fireball and suppressed it.

Ma En frowned, stretched out his hand and used magic power to simulate the image of the person he just saw in the air: "This person...?"

An old voice came from behind: "It's Tom, he looked like this when he was studying."

Everyone turned around, and Dumbledore appeared behind them. Fox and Patrick had different habits. After chirping, he left here. He would come back when Dumbledore needed him.

"Is it successful?" Ma En asked with some doubts.

"You can say it's successful, or you can say it's not," Dumbledore looked at the young man and said, "He has no way to live forever, but if nothing else happens, he only needs to find another batch before the death energy is exhausted. To survive, of course you must first find a way to escape from here."

While they were talking here, the big bowl over there suddenly made a loud noise.

Ma En was startled by the sudden sound. When he looked up, he found a big hole at the bottom of the bowl, and the water from the Black Lake continued to wash away the hole even bigger as it flowed downward.

Countless wandering souls were struggling in the water, wailing in anger or pain. Just when Ma En was about to go over to find out, a very pale-looking figure emerged from inside, rushed to Ma En and shouted excitedly: "I succeeded! I am completely unbound from that bastard!"

"Comptin, calm down, you seem to have lost your mind..." Ma En calmed him down and then asked: "What on earth is Voldemort doing? He seems to be forcing all his men to come out and die?"

Comptin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I didn't pay attention. While I was in panic, I kept thinking of ways to break the connection with him. In the end, I cruelly abandoned nearly one-third of my soul thickness before I succeeded... what happened?"

Ma En told him what happened just now, and he thought for a moment and said, "I probably know what will happen..."

"how?"

"There was an accident in the early days of the experiment. An unlucky wandering soul died five or six times in a few hours. In the end, he completely died. The part of the soul that remained in the old nest was very directly shattered. Because the evil magic was integrated into Voldemort's body..."

Ma En frowned: "Are you saying that Voldemort is strengthening himself and preparing to fight?"

"How is it possible? You think too highly of him," Comptin sneered. "I bet that he is [-]% planning to escape."

"Escape?" Ma En was a little confused: "Isn't he trapped here?"

"If he can gather all the magic and wandering souls, the power will be enough for him to break his chains and escape from the black lake soaked in magic. He may even have the opportunity to directly break through the barriers around Hogwarts and use Apparition... You may not One thing I know is that in his current state, he is not afraid of disintegration when disembodiing. As long as a part of him escapes, he will be successful."

"Is there any way to..."

Before Ma En could finish asking, Comptin directly cut off his words: "There is no way. These wandering souls and magic powers are all locked here due to various coincidences. There is no way to make them dissipate. Your fire Maybe, but that will speed up the death of wandering souls, and... Ma En, do you know how ants cross the river?"

"You mean... he will choose to use part of his magic power or the sacrifice of wandering souls in exchange for more preservation? Those wandering souls who still have reason should not be so cooperative with him, right?"

Comptin shook his head: "It won't happen under normal circumstances, but...if those idiots think that rushing over can consume your fire and resurrect you at the same time, do you really think they will have any scruples?"

"That means there's no way around it, right?"

"No, I know you can raise the flame temperature to extremely terrifying levels in an instant, but never underestimate Voldemort. He can actually take over and control all the wandering souls related to him... At that time, it will become the final outcome in an instant. "

"It's best to let these wandering souls escape directly..."

Comptin felt a little weak after the excitement passed, but he still held on and said: "It's impossible, man, because of the natural barriers brought by various magics in Hogwarts, and the internal environment of the Black Lake has been infiltrated by magic for a long time. , have formed extremely strong locks, and unless they dissipate, it is impossible for them to escape. What happened to me was just an accident, too special to be copied, you should know that."