The moment the familiar sight of the ward reappeared, Amosta's body shook suddenly, and the tiredness that rose from his soul made him desperate to lie down, and he fell asleep, and just as he was about to collapse, a strong hand held his arm.

"Oh, thanks--"

Amosta blinked effortlessly, looking at Dumbledore, who had already finished his 'job' at some point,

"Frank is a wizard, and it will be a little harder to completely erase everything in his mental world than that Muggle in Pastore, and it will take more soul power to wield my soul is not as tough as yours."

"Don't be humble, Amosta, I'm not as good as you are at your age."

Amosta shook his head and rejected Dumbledore's suggestion,

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Staring at the light source that was not dazzling, Dumbledore thoughtfully

"It looks like a passage, what do you think will happen if we pass through it?"

It seemed far away, and not so far away, there was a huge light source that radiated a warm glow, but it was still in a hazy state.

Frank and Alice's bodies trembled slightly, and slowly, they floated up from their respective sickbeds, and under Amosta's control, the two of them floated to the top of the meditation basin, unconsciously holding hands with each other.

"Oh, that's amazing."

"They can still wake up."

This time the soul purification consumed far more time than before, and at this moment, the night was at its most bleak before dawn.

"Oh, really?"

"And, like the inactive mana that has accumulated in my body, a resilient soul does not allow me to cause more damage than you."

"The most difficult step has passed, and the next step will be much simpler, I don't have to force the use of soul power, I only need to use mental power to send the sorted memories into the 'soul corridor'."

"This is the most mysterious realm of magic, and no one can give an exact answer, but I think that if the situation is optimistic, maybe the consciousness of our existence here will be assimilated or dissolved."

Amosta explained, and then, the tip of the staff drew an afterimage in the dark air.

A light breeze suddenly rose in the room, and an ominous magic force lingered around Amosta's body, and a dim white light radiated out of his well-proportioned body, and the space began to shake slightly under the light of this light.

Dumbledore exclaimed,

"Dumbledore!"

With Dumbledore raising his wand in a large way, the memories that were about to overflow in the meditation basin suddenly surged, and after a few seconds, the galaxy-like memories that seemed to be the convergence of countless stars broke away from the shackles of the meditation basin and divided into two distinct bands of light in mid-air.

"But there is a greater possibility that we will be on the path to death."

"Don't be humble."

"If we stop moving on to the second step, Amosta, then, Frank and Alice"

"I call this the 'Corridor of Souls,'"

Looking at Amosta, who couldn't hide his tiredness, Dumbledore said with concern,

Without further reminder from Amosta, the light in Dumbledore's blue pupils sharpened, and together with Amosta, the two of them summoned their Patronus at the same time and injected thoughts into it.

Amosta's eyes drooped, looking down at the two rejuvenating bodies,

"But they will be like babies who don't know anything about the world. forgetting the self; forgetting family members; Forgetting magic, they need to learn from scratch, understand everything about this world, grow slowly, and after many years, finally mature. ”

Now, two people stood in a white, bright mist. Endless, like a chaotic scene before the opening of heaven and earth.

Amosta looked at Frank and Alice, who were sleeping peacefully, respectively, took a deep breath, and the next second, the wand was raised.

In the ward, the atmosphere relaxed a little and became tense again.

Twenty-six-zero-five: fseven-zero-zero: four-three: six-zero-zero-zero:: seven-five-seven

"It's--"

Amosta took out the potion he had prepared from his pocket, handed Dumbledore a copy, and said with a smile,

But their sleeping appearance was very different from before, not a deep nightmare, and their withered faces were engraved with pain that they could not get rid of, but as peaceful as a baby, breathing steadily.

Even though he had seen too many mysteries that ordinary wizards couldn't reach, Dumbledore was still in a trance when the scene in front of him fell into view, but Amosta, who had already experienced it once in Pastore, seemed to be relatively calm.

Amosta's change made Dumbledore, who had been observing, frown, but after thinking about it, he realized that Amosta was using the spell of the Blood Charm to 'treat' the souls of Frank and Alice.

Dumbledore's brow flushed with fatigue again, which made him look a few years older than he had just aged, but he looked much better than Amosta's frailty, and he gasped slightly, smiling at Amosta,

Amosta let out a low cry, waking up a slightly distracted Dumbledore.

Amosta guessed,

"Maybe we should all take a break to make sure the next second step doesn't go wrong."

In fact, the current state is good enough for Alice and Frank, at the very least, they don't have to suffer.

Dumbledore chuckled softly,

"It's funny. We didn't suffer a fatal blow, but went straight down the road to death."

"I gave you that sentence too, Headmaster Dumbledore,"

"Let this end tonight."

Amosta said,

"I think this is the passage between the soul and the body, the light source. That may be the origin of the soul. ”

"The Longbottom couple have a deep relationship, and their souls are also intimate with each other, and if they fit each other, it should help the two souls to accept the memories of connection more easily."

Airplanes!

Through the hole made of the white light, Amosta and Dumbledore's consciousness was in a state of chaos in an instant, and by the time they came back to their senses, they had reverted to their human form.

"If I'm not mistaken, we should be exploring the mysteries of death?"

As if it was penetrating a dark river with a strong current, the oncoming resistance was beyond the imagination of Amosta and Dumbledore, but fortunately, the spiritual power of the two people was reduced compared to the newborn Frank and Alice, and the phoenix and the beetle snake went upstream, and soon, a little flawless white light appeared in the dark world.

To Dumbledore's surprise, Alice and Frank's complexions were much better than just now, as if an inexplicable power was nourishing their decaying bodies.

Sure enough, with a stream of ghostly light rushing into the Longbottoms' bodies, their sleeping shells quietly underwent some kind of change, a substance that was as transparent as a ghost and as a memory and in a gas-liquid state, fitting the contours of their bodies, rippling slightly.

How do you get there?

As soon as Dumbledore's mind was filled with confusion, the wandering white mist around him suddenly dispersed, and a straight white path appeared at his feet.

The ancient snake and the phoenix rushed into the air, each clinging to a silver band of light, and then swooped down on Alice and Frank, who were wrapped in a layer of silvery smoke!

"It's all about making sure you're safe, Amosta-"

After getting rid of the nightmares of the mind, the power of the soul can smoothly establish a connection with the body, and in a way, they are already healthy."

In the dislodged ward, Alice and Frank are still asleep.

Amosta looked sideways at Dumbledore, and in those clear blue pupils, there was a hint of longing, as if, longing. Death, or a longing for liberation?

(End of chapter)