Jon raised his wand and lowered it again.

His mind was racing, but he couldn't think of any way to deal with it effectively.

He could clearly feel that the soul of Astoria Greengrass was weakening little by little, and the soul of that monster was getting stronger and stronger, seizing the dominance little by little.

Not being able to destroy the Horcrux means that you can't stop the further expansion of the Blood Curse Soul, and once the Blood Curse Soul completely occupies the girl's body, then everything will be irreparable......

"So can it be after the monster completely takes over her body...... And then use the Horcruxes to resurrect her?" Jon suddenly thought.

The initial function of the Horcrux itself is to be used by some dark wizards to resurrect themselves, with an effect similar to that of a "lich's lifeguard".

Jon quickly dismissed the idea.

Wizards who can use Horcruxes to resurrect themselves are all extremely powerful dark wizards, such as the dastardly Helmo and Tom Riddle.

Possessing a high level of magic and souls that are stronger than ordinary wizards, they can be resurrected with Horcruxes after their bodies have been destroyed.

Astoria Greengrass certainly doesn't fit any of these things, and has been tormented by blood-cursed souls for years, and her fragile soul has a high chance of becoming a "dead soul" once squeezed into a Horcrux.

So even if it is resurrected, it can only resurrect a walking corpse......

The girl's face was distorted and her skin turned pale.

The Blood Curse Soul has grown stronger, and it is almost on the verge of completely taking control of this body.

Jon took a deep breath, then raised his wand and aimed it at the locket on Astoria's chest.

He didn't have a choice...... Only by destroying the Horcruxes, even at the expense of a portion of Astoria's soul, there would be at least a glimmer of hope.

That's when —

I only heard a "bang", and the door of the room was forcibly opened.

......

An old wizard with silver, waist-length hair, barged in.

He was dressed in a fuchsia velvet suit, and his pale blue eyes sparkled under half-moon glasses.

"Dumbledore...... Professor Dumbledore ...... "As if grasping at a straw, Jon looked at the old wizard who had broken in for help, and said with a little hoarseness.

Albus Dumbledore's face was so serious at this time, even a little beyond Jon's imagination.

There was no kind smile, no spark of pleasure in the eyes behind the lenses, and every wrinkle on that old face was solemn.

He didn't even have time to say hello to Jon, but strode past him and walked all the way to Astoria.

Astoria had fallen to the ground by this time, struggling in pain, and the expression on her face gradually became hideous.

And the strange elderberry wand in Albus Dumbledore's hand suddenly emitted a red glow...... A bright light shrouded Astoria, as well as the locket box on her chest (the Horcrux Jon had made for her).

Jon watched silently, watching the red light grow stronger...... At the same time, I also felt that Astoria's soul power was gradually recovering, and the soul of the blood curse was being suppressed little by little.

Feeling everything that was happening so clearly, Jon's solemn face didn't relax at all.

The red glare faded, and Astoria collapsed in her hammock, seemingly asleep.

Dumbledore sat down on the ground with his wand tossed aside somewhat haphazardly...... The old man gasped for breath, and it was evident that he was very, very tired now.

......

"Professor...... Thank you......" Jon turned.

Dumbledore's pale face seemed to have regained a bit of blood, and he asked softly, "No...... Failed...... Isn't that ......?"

"Yes!" Jon nodded, then smiled bitterly, "The Blood Curse Soul has grown too strong...... The effect of the Horcrux can only allow Astoria to squeeze her own soul out of her body......"

Dumbledore stood up and walked over to Jon, touching his head kindly.

"I'm sorry......," he whispered.

Jon bowed his head silently, not saying a word.

"Half an hour ago, the Aberforth owl told me...... He said you took Miss Greengrass back to Hogwarts from Hoghead!" Dumbledore's gentle voice said gracefully, "I guess you're going to start making that Horcrux, and I'm guessing you're going to choose this place...... So I rushed here, and luckily it was ...... in time."

"How long will Astoria live?" Jon asked, looking up, with a serious expression.

"A week at most......" Dumbledore sighed again, "I forced her soul in the Horcrux back into her body...... But after this incident, the Blood Curse Soul has occupied the majority of the dominant power of the body, and if it continues like this, at most, for a week, her soul will be completely devoured by the Blood Curse Soul. ”

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Jon suddenly felt a little sour in his eyes.

To put it this way...... It's over...... So much effort has been put in...... In the end, it was still in vain...... There is no hope......

"You've done a perfect job...... Dumbledore comforted softly, and he sat down next to Jon and patted him on the shoulder, "From finding how to make a Horcrux...... to collect materials...... to completely complete the production of Horcruxes......"

“...... No one can do it more perfectly than you, it's just that none of us expected the blood curse soul to develop so quickly......" Dumbledore sighed for the third time:

"Miss Greengrass has been working very, very hard for the past few weeks, on her own will, to keep that monster from gaining control of her body...... You've all done your best!"

"But, what's the use......" Jon shook his head a little bleakly, "What's the difference between the ending now and doing nothing......

The teeth bit his lip hard, and Jon fell to his knees, holding back his tears.

......

Albus Dumbledore stood up, he looked at Jon who was on his knees, and then at Astoria, who was unconscious.

"Actually......" said Dumbledore faintly, "you didn't have to do anything......"

"What?" Jon looked up in surprise.

"Because...... Sasa Sa"

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