Reborn at Hogwarts - Chapter 142

c140 Effects of memory on reality

“Of course it works.”

Helga Hufflepuff said very confidently, “After adding the black-faced grass from the underworld, the potion will have a special effect on the curse caused by ‘Jade Record’, which we have confirmed. However, if even If it doesn’t work…”

She didn’t continue after she said this, but of course Rowena could understand the implication.

She stared at the medicine bottle in her hand.

After the potion was put into the bottle, it quickly faded away from the disturbing black color, and instead covered with a layer of dreamlike “fog”, which rippled slightly with the shaking of the bottle, and fine white particles floated with the waves. The movement gave Rowena the illusion that he was staring at the starry sky.

She looked up at Gryffindor and Hufflepuff one last time.

The two also looked at her.

“Okay, that’s it.” Rowena finally said, “Everyone take their places.”

The next moment, darkness came again.

A layer of faint gray mist slowly unfolded in front of Ivan’s eyes.

The familiar cold feeling quickly enveloped him, and as the cold wind hit, there were also painful wailings.

“here it is……”

Ivan shuddered.

His perspective gradually zoomed out, and he saw an ancient stone bridge appearing in front of him.

The huge shadow covering the sky and the sun is facing him from a distance.

In front of and behind him, twisted and slender black figures hunched over one after another, walking slowly forward.

Everything is exactly as it was when he first arrived.

There is only one difference.

Those falling snowflakes turned into gray-black feathers at some point.

They slowly descended from the dark and gloomy sky, passed through the body of the black shadow like illusory phantoms, fell to the ground, and finally faded into pieces of embers-like gray mist.

From the rising gray fog, Ivan saw some broken pictures.

There are elderly people who are haggard and stopped breathing on the hospital bed; there are middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes who fell to the ground and died suddenly in the office; there are also young people who have accidents while playing with their partners…

These are… Death Fragments?

Ivan had a realization.

What he saw from the changing gray mist of these black feathers may be the pictures of those black shadows walking silently on the “bridge of the past” at the end of their lives.

He then turned his gaze to the back.

Rowena Ravenclaw, dressed in black and holding a gray-white stone tightly in her hand, also looked up at the sky, staring at the scenes unfolding from the feathers.

Wait, off-white?

Shouldn’t the Philosopher’s Stone be red?

Ivan was stunned.

He wanted to step forward to take a closer look, but at this moment, he vaguely heard an urgent cry, and then, an irresistible force descended from the sky, pulling him to fall towards the “sky” quickly…

“Fuck!”

Ivan opened his eyes suddenly.

Looking at the blank diary spread out in front of him, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

came back!

At such a critical time, he was pulled back!

I have the heart to want to die.

And Zoe, who called him just now, seemed more anxious than him. Seeing his return of consciousness, she hurried up and touched his forehead while trying to put her hand on his chest——

“What are you doing?” Ivan quickly stopped.

I can’t tell that this is still a female hooligan, what a pity, what a beautiful little girl.

Zooey completely ignored him, pressed her cold hand on his chest, closed her eyes and meditated for a while, then opened her eyes in disbelief, “Are you all right?”

“What’s all right?” Ivan didn’t understand what she meant.

“Your hair! And…face! Arms! Hands!” Zoe gestured at him, “It all turned gray just now! It’s like a stone!”

She pointed to Ivan’s hands again, “When I called you, your hands started to have dark spots!”

what’s the situation……

After hearing Zooey’s panic-stricken description, Ivan’s first reaction was that it was impossible.

He didn’t carry any items that might have negative effects on his body, and he didn’t get any curses. In this regard, he has always been on guard, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a strict defense.

If someone wants to attack him, there is no possibility except to face Gang head-on.

Could it be?

Ivan suddenly felt a move in his heart.

Could it be because of that memory?

“When did my abnormality start to appear?” Ivan looked at Zooey.

After confirming that the abnormal condition on Ivan’s body had subsided, Zooey seemed to relax a lot. Hearing this, she thought for a while and said, “About ten minutes ago.”

Ten minutes ago… Wasn’t that just the time of the memory switch in the diary, when I saw the feathers falling on the bridge of the past?

Ivan was taken aback.

The scene in my memory can actually affect my body in reality?

Isn’t this too shameless?

Ivan wanted to scold his mother very much.

I have worked hard for a long time, but I have not obtained any key information, and I have encountered sequelae. How can I carry out investigations in the future?

Will Paracelsus be killed? Are Horcruxes immortal? Alchemy research is no longer researched? Can the descendants of Ravenclaw do it?

Just bad luck.

Ivan thought for a moment, and finally he could only sigh helplessly.

Before finding out the source of “petrification”, let’s honestly put away Rowena Ravenclaw’s diary.

Looking at it now, it is too risky to read memories from it, especially when it comes to the underworld, the bridge of the past, and the giant eagle that he can’t see the real face-Hrasvarger.

Perhaps a Jade Record should be added.

Ivan put away the diary alone. He had nothing to do at this time, so he just got up and put on his coat, said hello to Zoe, and went out directly.

It was impossible to go to class. Since Dumbledore had asked for leave for him, why was he rushing there?

What’s more, he no longer intends to continue to develop, so he doesn’t need to pretend to listen to the class seriously.

He has already memorized the contents of the professors’ lectures backwards, and there is no problem in practice.

It’s better to do something practical.

…

“I need a place to hide, I need a place to hide…”

Because I had already tried it once in the last semester, Ivan was very familiar with it.

After walking past the blank wall three times, the door leading to the “House of Requirement” quietly appeared.

Ivan held up his wand, letting the tip of the wand emit a gleam of light, and then pushed the door directly and walked in.

He wanted to make sure that Voldemort’s Horcrux diadem was still hidden here.

In fact, he should have come last night, but because his magic power was exhausted after escaping from Ravenclaw’s secret room, and he was really worried about meeting Tom Riddle again, so he gave up.

After waking up, I was eager to look through Rowena Ravenclaw’s memory, and finally procrastinated until now.