Chapter 449: The Ghost Ship
McGonagall wasn't sure about that.
Should I tell Neville's family now?
From the perspective of a professor, a dean, of course she should do that, but.
"Let him speak for himself." Harry whispered, "To show off such a thing, how can you borrow someone else's mouth." ”
McGonagall nodded, looked at Neville, tilted her head in thought.
Yennefer leaned over with a chair, "Harry, I talked to Ciri just now to find a solution to your troubles. ”
Ciri leaned over and stared at his head, her black hair covering the lightning-shaped scar, "That's a terrible thing. ”
"Don't you really want it?" Harry teased and said, "I can give it to you now." ”
Ciri spread his hands: "If it weren't for that bald and noseless soul." ”
When Ciri was still very young, Harry had just arrived in that world and was picked up by Viselmir, and when he was training in Kylemohan, Ciri was envious of the scar on Harry's head.
For people in that world, scars are not something to be ashamed of.
And a scar that happens to be lightning fast, it's just pretty cool.
Ciri has thought about it, if she has such a scar, then she must give herself a related nickname, such as "lightning" or something.
McGonagall turned her head: "How?" ”
Yennefer headed towards Geralt.
The white wolf immediately took out a book from his pocket and handed it over.
Yennefer flipped as he spoke, "The reason why the soul on Harry's head is so difficult to remove is because they are closely connected, and if it is cut off rashly, it will damage Harry's soul. ”
"But what if the wound heals immediately after being cut?"
McGonagall listened, her brows furrowed, and she shook her head slightly, "Lady Yennefer, we all know that this is okay. ”
"But that's not realistic."
"Even Albus, he can't do that."
Splitting the soul is not as simple as cutting a piece of flesh from the body.
It was an excruciating painful thing.
There are many wizards who have made Horcruxes in history, but except for Voldemort's crazy guy, almost all the remaining dark wizards choose to make only one Horcrux, not because they don't want to kill more, but because it is too painful to split the soul, much more painful than the torture of the Heart Drill Curse.
The most critical.
It's not a matter of slicing a wand, cutting off the soul, and then another person casting a healing spell to plug the wound.
Their goal was not to cut the soul off, but to solve the problem without harming Harry.
Then this is destined to be a delicate job.
The soul needed to be torn down little by little, and in the process, Harry's exposed and vulnerable soul was protected.
The risk is too great.
"No one can do that." McGonagall thought for a moment and emphasized, "Lady Yennefer, this"
Yennefer raised his hand and interrupted her: "I know, but what if time could stand still?" ”
Professor McGonagall was stunned.
Time stands still? It was an idea that was a bit out of her mind.
But that's the case
Harry's soul should be saved.
Time stands still, the wound doesn't get worse, it's not even a wound, as long as it heals.
She looked embarrassed, "If that's the case, it might be possible, but there is no such magic, not even Dumbledore." ”
Ciri straightened up: "I can!" ”
It was only as soon as she spat out those two words that she shrank her head and continued without confidence: "Although not yet. ”
The blood of the ancients, which is sought after by many people, has the ability to manipulate time and space.
Pausing time, and then allowing who to act in time, and who not to act, are things that can be manipulated by the blood of the ancients.
But. Ciri can't do that.
Her mastery of the blood of the ancients is somewhat clumsy, most of them are spatial skills, and her manipulation of time is a little too weak.
"How long will it take?" Professor McGonagall grimaced, showing the momentum of the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts.
Ciri subconsciously replied, "Avalak is also here, he can teach me." ”
"It should be able to learn quickly."
McGonagall nodded, "Is there anything I can do to help?" ”
Yennefer nodded, "Lady McGonagall, you are the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, and you are very good at education. ”
She reached out and patted Ciri on the back: "Then Ciri will be handed over to you." ”
McGonagall's face was serious: "Of course. ”
Ciri's eyes widened, a little incredulous - he had to be a student after being out in the wild for so long? That's not what Yennefer said to himself just now.
But she didn't refute it, and accepted it calmly.
In order to solve the trouble in Harry's head, he just reads a book.
They continued to discuss the details, and Yennefer made many conjectures, although she tried her best to use her knowledge system to build a solution to the Horcrux fragments, but after all, this is the magic of this world, and in the final analysis, she still has to rely on the magic of this world.
And this, just outside of Yennefer's ability.
Madam Pomfrey probed over and joined the discussion, she was a very good medical wizard herself, St. Mungo had invited her many times, hoping that this excellent doctor could become a member of St. Mungo, but she refused, she preferred to stay in Hogwarts than St. Mungo.
Just when they were spending the night discussing how to cut Horcruxes.
The Ministry of Magic, something is not very peaceful.
Scrimgeour was awakened and hurried in.
A shivering Auror sat in a chair with a cup of hot chocolate in his hand, Kingsley by his side.
"What's wrong again?" He frowned, his voice tired.
Today was the most tiring day he had ever had.
He had spoken to Dumbledore.
Voldemort resurrects and attacks Hogwarts - of course, the news has not yet been reported, only a few people know about it, but it has been assumed that it was the Death Eaters' doing.
Gringotts attacked, more than 300 goblins!
More than 300!
Thankfully, Dumbledore helped, otherwise the Ministry of Magic wouldn't have been able to solve this problem.
I finally stayed up until the end of work, and just a few hours after I went home and fell asleep, I was called again, and the patronus voice was not very clear, and Kingsley only said that there was something big.
"Newmondard is gone." The Aurors looked up, his voice trembling.
Scrimgeour was stunned and looked at him incredulously: "What? ”
"Newmondard is gone." The Auror repeated, "A ghost ship, and then a wizard, who can summon a great blizzard, and Newmondard is gone almost instantly." ”
Scrimgeour frowned.
The huge wind and snow, which made him want to go up and down, Dumbledore had mentioned what he borrowed from. The ghost thing called the hoarfrost was resurrected.
He opened his mouth to say something.
An Auror barged in in a panic: "Minister Scrimthour! ”
"Diagon Alley attacked!"
"A ghost ship!"
(End of chapter)