At this time, Medea's face was made up of red mist, and the root of the red mist came from the magic contained in the castle.

Although it is roughly composed of human figures, it is a little ethereal and vague.

So Scott couldn't read her expression at all.

"Tom?"

There was a bit of self-deprecation in her voice.

"I've always looked down on him, but you're right, and that's the only reason I can threaten you now, Mr. Headmaster."

Dumbledore smiled calmly.

"It doesn't seem to me that there is much difference between you and Tom, Miss Slytherin. It's because you underestimated Tom that you're suffering such a setback. ”

"You're insulting me!"

Medea seemed to be really angry, and her tone was a little gloomy.

"No, ma'am, I'm just stating what I really think."

Dumbledore said in the affirmative.

"There are many things you have in common with Tom, and you both think you are superior to others and have the same disregard for life."

Medea suddenly sneered.

"Because I threatened you with those Muggle lives?"

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Not only that, but also because you easily took the lives of two wizards when you woke up, and because you killed your husband who has been with you all your life in order to make a Horcrux."

"There is no point in these arguments, Mr. Chancellor."

Medea's voice was cold.

"You should have known from the first time we met, we had very different ideas."

"Yes, I know, ma'am."

Dumbledore's tone was still calm, even polite and personable.

"But what I want to tell you is that your threats are ineffective against us."

"Oh?"

Medea was a little surprised.

"It is said that Mr. Dumbledore is a pro-Muggle wizard, is it because the world has misunderstood you......"

At this moment, Phoenix Fawkes chirped like a song.

It flew down from the patio above with flaming wings, completely illuminating the gloomy walkway.

Scott looked up and saw a familiar figure slowly landing grabbing Fawkes's feathers.

It's Sirius.

It turns out that Dumbledore was scheduled to leave early?

Scott was pleasantly surprised.

"Good evening, Dumbledore, we've taken all the Muggles out of the castle."

Sirius raised an eyebrow and smiled, and said loudly.

"Of course, there are also those sneaky guys who have also been caught by us, and several of them have been poisoned, saying that they were bitten by monsters."

"Good evening, Siris."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Thank you."

"No thanks."

Sirius let go of Fawkes' feathers and landed in style.

Fawkes let out two screams, curbing the fire around him, and perched on Dumbledore's hat.

Sirius looked first at Medea and then at Scott.

"Oh, good evening, Miss Slytherin, and, who is this?"

"Good evening, Mr. Black, I'm Hill."

Scott reports his mother, Amilia's original surname.

"Hello, Mr. Hill."

Sirius nodded at him, then looked at Medea.

"Looks like I've lost my chips."

Medea said calmly.

"But there's enough time, goodbye, three gentlemen."

As she spoke, she turned into mist and drifted away again.

At the same time, the stone wall behind Scott and them, which was barely strong, collapsed in an instant.

Scott turned, took a few steps back, and covered his mouth and nose with his hand to block the flying dust.

"Looks like she's gone."

He said angrily.

"Hmm."

Dumbledore answered.

When the dust had fallen silent, they raised their wands with the lighting spell and looked across the stone wall.

What appeared in front of them was a passageway.

The stone bricks in the aisles don't look as old as the rest of this castle.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

Sirius was in high spirits and walked in first.

Scott and Dumbledore looked at each other and followed Sirius.

The three of them crossed a passage about fifty meters long, and a sunken stone chamber appeared in front of them.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and clouds of light flew out of his hand, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

Only then did Scott see the stone chamber as it was.

The space is spacious, with cascading dark green velvet curtains hanging on the circular walls, and glittering silver threads embroidered into different serpentine patterns.

The floor of the stone chamber is pure black, like reflective obsidian.

And the most amazing thing here is not these, but the pure white stone platform placed in the center of the stone room, and the broken crystal coffin placed on the stone platform.

And, of course, there are pure white ceramic figures leaning against the circular walls and placed against dark green velvet curtains.

These figures resemble plaster statues, all plain white, without any color and without hair.

But Scott could tell that their faces were exactly the same as Medea's.

As he observed the ceramic figures, Sirius had already descended the steps and entered the stone chamber.

"Looks like Miss Slytherin was lying in this coffin just now?"

Observing with great interest, he walked towards the white stone platform where the crystal coffin was placed.

"Stop, Siris."

Dumbledore's voice rang out suddenly.

"What's wrong, Professor Dumbledore?"

Sirius stood still when he heard this.

Dumbledore stepped down the stairs and walked over to him.

Then he waved his Elder Wand.

A warm cloud of gold flew out of his wand.

It's like fire, it's like light.

Gold instantly covered the entire pure black ground, rising and falling around the white stone platform, blazing.

The sound of a broken thread sounded one after another.

Wisps of red smoke rose from the black ground.

The smoke immediately turned black as it passed through the gold, and then slowly dissipated in the gold.

"What is this?"

Sirius' face was full of confusion.

"I'm afraid this is a protective spell set by Medea."

Scott said, walking over to the two of them as well.

Dumbledore nodded.

He said to Sirius, "If you had just stepped into the front, you would have been cursed with a vicious curse. ”

"What?"

Sirius looked surprised, but also a little scared.

"Luckily...... Thank you, Professor Dumbledore. ”

Dumbledore smiled kindly.

"As I said, you're no longer a student, just call me Albus."

Sirius shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh, I want to say, I'm used to it."

"Professor." Scott asked curiously, "What kind of magic are you using?" ”

Because Dumbledore had used a silent spell just now, he didn't know what it was.

But he was interested in breaking the curse.

"I didn't use any magic spells."

Dumbledore replied with a smile. Grain pen

"It's okay to stop the spell immediately, or call it the end of all spells."

"Oh......"

Scott opened his mouth, a little speechless.

He'll use the spell too!

Why is it that only Dumbledore's incantation is different from everyone else's?

In an instant, Scott finally realized that this was probably the way others felt when they saw him use Transfiguration.

"Worthy of Professor Dumbledore."

Sirius couldn't help but sigh either.

"Any spell that comes into your hands will be more powerful than anyone else's."

Dumbledore said happily, "Thanks for the compliment, I'm just living longer." ”

At this time, the golden color had gradually faded and slowly disappeared.

Scott deliberately sensed it.

"It seems that the curse here has been broken by the professor, and all that remains is ......"

He looked at the white stone platform in the center.

"There are still remnants of magic on the crystal coffin and the stone platform, and it seems that there are multiple magic circuits that have been destroyed......"

At this, he narrowed his eyes.

"Judging by the residual breath, there seem to be traces of time magic......"

At this moment, his body changed dramatically and returned to his original appearance.

"Oh, it's time for the Polyjuice Potion."

He waved at Sirius, who looked surprised.

"Good evening, Siris."

"Oh...... Oh, it turned out to be you, Scott! ”

Sirius grinned, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder.

"Dumbledore actually chose you to fight alongside him? It's amazing! ”

Scott modestly said, "It's a pity I didn't help." ”

By this time, Dumbledore had already reached the stone platform.

He crouched down and looked at the stone platform carefully, then pushed his glasses again, staring at the crystal coffin that had been destroyed.

Curious, Scott also walked up to the stone platform.

He asked Dumbledore, "Professor, do you think we've achieved our goal?" ”

Dumbledore nodded.

"Now it seems that Miss Slytherin has been sleeping here."

"I guess she protects her soul by suppressing the curse through the multiple magic circuits inscribed on the crystal coffin and stone platform floor, as well as the power of magic."

"But now in order to get out of here, she had to force herself awake and cut off these methods."

"Presumably, the curse that was suppressed has erupted again."

Scott was overjoyed.

"That way, the curse he imposed will only disappear if Voldemort dies."

He analyzed.

"I guess Medea's original plan was to suppress the curse, restore some of her powers, and then take his soul while we defeat Voldemort."

"But now she obviously can't do it!"

"Or rather, she won't be able to act on her own until Voldemort dies."

"You're right."

Dumbledore stood up.

"That way, we can focus on Voldemort first."

Scott said: "There is also a need to guard against other members of the Umno Society......

As he spoke, he was pacing around the crystal coffin, just in time to see Sirius' grimace on his face.

"Oh, Scott, you're ......"

He gave a thumbs up.

"Even I don't dare call that person by his name!"

Scott shrugged his shoulders.

He told Sirius, "Harry used to call that man by his first name, too. ”

"Haha...... Yes, Harry has always been brave. ”

Sirius smirked and couldn't help but start babbling on and on praising his godson.

Scott casually chimed in, turned and jumped off the stone platform, walking in front of a ceramic humanoid.

In fact, he is quite covetous of Medea's ability to manipulate dolls.

When Medea fought Voldemort in Azkaban, the main body did not appear at all.

She just made herself invincible by remotely manipulating a few dolls.

If it weren't for the fact that she and Voldemort were related by blood before, so that Voldemort could have cursed her through this relationship, I'm afraid she would have won.

Scott wanted to see if he could find the secret of Medea's puppet magic through these figures.

But unfortunately, through his magical perception, he could conclude that several ceramic humanoids in the vicinity were very ordinary, and there was no magic inside them at all.

In other words, these are just embryos that have not been further processed.

Scott didn't give up and began to walk around the wall, ready to check out all the ceramic figures.

As he slowly walked past a dozen ceramic figures, he finally stopped again.

The humanoid in front of him has magical fluctuations in his heart.

Scott took a closer look, and his expression of surprise appeared.

With a decisive swing of his wand, he used a cutting charm to destroy the surface of the humanoid heart.

The ceramic shattered, and several white shards fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Under the gaze of Dumbledore and Sirius, Scott reached out and took out a red gem from the left side of the humanoid's chest.

"It's ......"

Dumbledore was a little surprised, and walked quickly to Scott.

"It's a one-time Philosopher's Stone, Professor."

Scott handed the red gem to Dumbledore.

"Oh, that's ......"

Dumbledore reached out and took it, checking it over and over again.

"I see, sure enough, it's very different from the philosopher's stone made by Nicol...... There's so little magic in it...... No wonder it's a one-time ......"

He muttered to himself as he watched.

"Philosopher's Stone?"

Sirius was dumbfounded.

"The legendary Philosopher's Stone? Isn't this a joke? ”

"It's a one-time magic stone."

Scott told him.

"In other words, you can only use it once, and after using it once, it will completely lose its effect."

"But using it once doesn't make a difference, does it?"

Sirius asked with some excitement.

"This ......"

Scott shook his head.

"I don't know."

The use of the Philosopher's Stone also requires skill.

Not everyone is Nicolamay.

Even if Scott wanted to use the Philosopher's Stone to prolong his life, if it was just him, he wouldn't be able to make an elixir even if he held the Philosopher's Stone.

He didn't even know what to do.

The disposable Philosopher's Stone he got earlier was actually almost used by him as a mana battery, helping him conjure up Rimbaud when he was running low on mana.

Medea used it the same way.

While she was battling Voldemort, she used a disposable Philosopher's Stone to turn the Straight Requirger into an Auto-Tracking Requirger.

Of course, the Philosopher's Stone also has the property that it doesn't need to learn how to work.

That is, it has given Rimbaud a higher wisdom and growth, and it is closer to the essence of nature's surplus.

Satisfied with his curiosity, Dumbledore handed back the disposable Philosopher's Stone in his hand.

"Professor?"

"It's okay, I think it might be more useful in your hands."

Dumbledore placed the Philosopher's Stone in his hand.

"Oh, this is the Philosopher's Stone? Let me see. ”

Sirius immediately leaned over to Scott's side, staring curiously at the stone in his hand.

"You can take a look."

Scott handed him the stone.

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