Chapter 224 Resurrection Stone
Faced with separation, even though Jian Yu had fulfilled her long-cherished wish to drop out of school, she still felt a little reluctant.
Especially Dumbledore——
Although he was quite strict with her academic requirements, at least in other aspects, he was indeed a qualified parent.
During this trip, the amount of his alchemical products she consumed was almost equivalent to the entire Gringotts vault.
Maybe she should give him a going away gift.
Jian Yu carefully counted the things in his suitcase, but found that he had to look for anything valuable in Voldemort's treasury.
So she held the remains of the Horcrux in her left hand and the complete Horcrux in her right hand, thinking deeply:
Dumbledore, is it this black stone or this silver crown that you dropped?
Choose one between the two.
Simply perfect.
But what she didn't expect was that Dumbledore took one in each hand, showing a gesture that he wanted both.
Why do you eat and take at the same time?
Just as Jian Yu was about to express her dissatisfaction, she found that Dumbledore had put down the crown and was holding the stone in a daze:
"Where did you get the Resurrection Stone?"
"Resurrection Stone?" Jian Yu asked doubtfully, "A small room...it originally belonged to Voldemort's Horcrux collection room."
Dumbledore sighed deeply. He quickly realized the problem and said angrily:
"But how did you remove his soul? Did you - the killing curse - your soul -"
Jian Yu looked up at the sky.
This cannot be blamed on her, it was clearly Voldemort himself who asked to consume some of his soul!
They just completed a swap transaction!
"The Resurrection Stone is one of the Three Deathly Hallows. Look at the patterns on it..." Dumbledore changed the subject abruptly. "Legend has it that if you turn it three times, it can bring the dead back to life."
Jian Yu's eyes widened.
Come back to life and go against the will of heaven?
Is it true that using it to resurrect people will not lead to divine punishment?
Whoever is resurrected can be resurrected?
Break the cycle of life and death? Destroying the law of yin and yang?
Although she didn't know who the god in charge of death was here -
But if this happened somewhere, everyone from the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon to the Ten Kings of Hell would want to beat someone up when they saw it.
Dumbledore stroked the Resurrection Stone, a look of longing on his face, an expression that Jian Yu had never seen on his face before.
He seemed to be struggling between emotion and reason, then he loosened his hand, the black stone rolled onto the table, and picked up the crown instead.
"One should not be too greedy." Jian Yu said confidently, staring at his hand holding the crown, "You can't have both."
Dumbledore was stunned. He murmured:
"Yeah, don't be too greedy..."
Although he had long given up the dream of owning all the holy vessels...
Although he had long realized that the Resurrection Stone could not bring about a true resurrection, he still had a secret hope in his heart...
Maybe resurrection is real? Maybe he could still live with his father, mother and sister?
When faced with such a huge temptation, he could hardly control his desire.
But Jian Yu's words suddenly made him sober up.
"No...I can't take this stone. It doesn't belong to me."
Dumbledore closed his eyes. Although he showed no expression, he revealed a kind of sadness:
“Only those who truly accept death and are willing to sacrifice themselves are worthy of owning this stone.”
"Instead of me... I just want to bring their souls back. But their souls don't belong here."
He sighed and reluctantly stuffed the black resurrection stone back into Jian Yu's hand.
"You are not afraid of death, you are the conqueror of death."
She had her soul torn apart before, and she knew the pain best.
But she was still willing to destroy Voldemort at the cost of her soul.
If accepting physical death is the highest state that ordinary people can reach...
So even though they knew the pain of soul destruction, they still chose to sacrifice themselves...
This means truly conquering death.
"Ah?" Jian Yu made a confused sound.
No, she is quite afraid of death.
She doesn't want to die.
But she didn't understand why Dumbledore was reluctant to use the Resurrection Stone.
Isn’t this just a small prop for communicating with souls?
Summon the souls, chat with them, ask them questions, and then send the old people back.
What does this matter?
If someone is not having a good life down there, you can burn some paper money to help them.
If it were her, she would have all kinds of metaphysical methods, such as dreaming... necromancy... everything.
Just don't let ghosts follow living people and consume their yang energy.
Jian Yu picked up the resurrection stone and turned it three times.
"You--!" Dumbledore was about to stop her, but he couldn't utter a word.
Because his sister, the blonde Ariana, appeared in front of him and was looking at him intently.
He had imagined thousands of reunion scenarios, telling his sister how much regret he felt in his heart -
But the moment he actually saw her, he could only open his mouth, unable to utter a word.
Jian Yu became anxious when he saw the brother and sister were silent.
She could only break the silence first and start the conversation:
"Aunt...Ariana," she didn't know how to address him for a moment, "Are you doing well there? Do you need to burn some paper money...Gold Galleons?"
But Ariana didn't smile. She looked cold and sad, as if there was a veil between the two of them.
This was completely different from the smiling portrait of her that Jian Yu had seen before.
"No, you shouldn't have brought me here - I don't belong here -"
Jian Yu nodded and communicated with her:
"Don't worry, we'll send you away in a bit, but your brother wants to ask you a few questions."
Ariana nodded slightly.
Dumbledore's tears fell from his eyes, running down the wrinkles on his face and falling into his lush white beard.
He began to cry and talk about how miserable he was and how much he regretted not being able to take good care of his family.
"I killed you—why would I—that duel...was it my spell that killed you—"
Ariana listened to all this quietly, her expression still indifferent, but she seemed even sadder after hearing these words:
"That's not important, Albus, I don't care about that... I don't want to see you quarreling... I came out to stop..."
She tilted her head, her face showing a bit of the timid and gentle look in the portrait:
"Why should I feel guilty? Death is nothing more than a release from pain for me."
Dumbledore covered his face with his hands, tears streaming down his face.
"Why? You should hate me—"
Sadness and pain seemed to be the only expression on Ariana's face. She moved her gaze to Jian Yu, and with a little understanding, she spoke softly:
"I'm dead, Albus. The people who love you alive... are the ones you should cherish... I hope you and Aberforth can be happy."
"The world of the living is short-lived, but the world of the dead is eternal. We will always meet again."
Her figure disappeared into the air.
Dumbledore stood up suddenly, leaned forward, and stretched out one arm as if to stop her from leaving.
But his arms slowly dropped, the tide of emotion slowly receded, and rationality gradually returned.
"I see..." he murmured.
Jian Yu only felt that he was suddenly hugged by a bear hug.
Dumbledore's arms seemed to be made of reinforced concrete, and they made her roll her eyes.
Her face was buried in the layers of white beard on his chest, making it almost impossible for her to breathe!
"Help—my life—" Her words were buried in her beard.
In a panic, she grabbed the tiara on the table, trying to make Dumbledore realize that there was another gift that needed to be dealt with.
But what she didn't expect was that when the crown came into contact with the resurrection stone in her hand -
The principal's office disappeared before her eyes, and she was once again pulled into a strange illusion!
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