In some dark and obscure room.

There was a foul smell in the air, as if some kind of invisible and extremely cold particles were wafting through the space, and the floor was covered with dust, and it seemed that it was rarely inhabited.

In the center of the room, there was a six-pointed magic circle that shimmered with a faint light, and wisps of black smoke rose and jumped inside. With the six-pointed circle as the center, there are thousands of lines winding into one strange pattern after another, surrounding the six-pointed circle.

At each of the six corners of the circle, a thin pillar of light rose up, and there were flashes of light in the lines, as if it was continuously transmitting power into the pillar of light.

The black smoke in the center of the circle happily received the endless energy in the pillar of light, and suddenly shrank whenever it reached a certain critical point, as if part of it was transmitted to some corner of the world through the circle.

A tall figure stood in front of the circle, watching with fanatical eyes as the black smoke in the circle continued to expand and shrink, repeating itself.

Suddenly, his eyes blinked rapidly, and he watched as the light in the pillar of light gradually dimmed, and the energy output became intermittent, and finally disappeared completely.

It's like a water pipe that has lost the infusion of living water, and after the water in the pipe is sprayed, it can no longer be sustained.

"How could it be ......"

The man muttered to himself in a panic, trying to get closer to the circle to check what was going on, but was beaten back a few steps by an invisible force field, and staggered to stabilize his figure.

"Even I can't get close to ......"

He muttered in confusion, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes, "Damn, there must be something wrong with those icicles." However, didn't the master have instructed that no one in Durmstrang could break this spell......"

……

Inside the ice cellar, there was a gentle golden light, and the temperature in the ice cellar seemed to have risen a little.

Norin's expression was extremely serious, and his wand was like a carving knife in his hand, and the golden light erupted from the tip of his wand, which he drew into patterns and carved into an icicle.

Professor Norman and Meredith's eyes widened, and they didn't dare to let go for a moment. In their eyes, Norlin is now doing the greatest art.

After a few minutes, Norlin focused on drawing the last pattern, and then with a wand click, the pattern seeped into the icicles, enveloping the students inside, and the golden light was enveloping.

The expression of the person in the icicle was visibly soothed to the naked eye, as if he felt surrounded by a warmth, and the muscles on his face slowly relaxed and tended to be peaceful.

"The last one, that's it."

Nolin's face was covered with fine beads of sweat, but his whole body was wrapped in a special uniform and he couldn't wipe the sweat, so he was so uncomfortable that his breathing was a little disordered.

"Let's get out first."

After dropping a sentence, Norlin took the lead towards the exit of the ice cellar. Professor Norman and Meredith checked the icicle and found that their deterioration had stopped, and then they breathed a sigh of relief and walked out as well.

After stepping out of the ice cellar, Norlin couldn't wait to take off his special costume, expose his skin to the air, and breathe comfortably.

The garment is not breathable, and the air in the ice cellar cannot be used to breathe, only a pile of ice ballast is inhaled in one's own airway. As a result, you can only breathe in the ice cellar with the air preserved in your special uniform, and after a few minutes you can't stand it.

"How long can they do this?"

These were the first words of Professor Norman as he stepped out of the ice cellar, and he dragged off his special uniform, his old eyes fixed on Norin.

"It's only three days. My current magic can only keep them in suspended animation for three days. ”

Professor Norman was not in a hurry to return to the conference room, and sat down directly on the bench outside the ice cellar, with a hint of tiredness on his face, and said:

"Three days...... A bit urgent, but not entirely hopeless. ”

He said slowly, "While I appreciate everything you've done for them, why didn't you use it sooner if you had this method?" ”

There was no blame in Professor Norman's tone, only a faint self-reproach. Maybe he's blaming himself for not having the ability to protect his students, and instead relying on a third-grade exchange student.

Norlin was silent for a moment, and said with the same guilt:

"I'm slow to react. I've been thinking about how to break the curse, but I've not thought about the cursed. ”

After experiencing the curse of Elena and her mother, Isadele, Nolin's mind has been on the curse itself.

If he was only allowed to deal with the curse, he would indeed be able to free them from the ice crystals, but there would be great after-effects, as he would not be able to retrieve their stolen souls.

But just now, it suddenly occurred to him that if he sealed the cursed students, would it stop the loss of their soul power?

Norin proposed this idea to Professor Norman, and while Professor Norman was still hesitating, Meredith on the side immediately decided to let Norlin give it a try.

Norin looked at her in surprise, a little surprised by her decision-making power, and seeing that Professor Norman had no objection, he began to cast a sealing spell recorded in the Secret Book of Laws.

This spell has only one effect, which is to completely seal the person in the spell, which is equivalent to stating everything about the sealed person.

The results also confirmed Norlin's thoughts, and the six students were stabilized and did not experience any more soul loss. This made the three of them breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, Norlin realized that if he had the Secret Book of Laws in his possession, he would have a way to dissolve the curse, trace it back to its source, reclaim their souls, and if he was lucky, he would be able to know who cast the curse.

But alas, there is only a part of his "Secret Book of Laws", and although this part is enough to make countless wizards crazy, at some point, the limitations are inevitably exposed.

For example, now.

"Anyway, you've helped us and helped those cursed children, and I'll thank you first on their behalf."

Professor Norman stood up, letting go of some inexplicable prejudices about Norlin and bowing deeply to Norlin. Norlin didn't give in either, and accepted his thanks.

By the time Professor Norman stood up straight, the exhaustion on his face had been swept away, replaced by a fierce cold light.

"Three days...... Anyway, find that damn crumb in three days. ”

He strode out, like an enraged lion.