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Dumbledore knew he had to be careful. The temptation of power was endless. On the path of magic, the more talented a wizard was, the easier it was for him to go astray.
To most wizards, magic was just waving their wands and chanting a few incantations.
Only a small number of talented Magi clearly knew what the essence of magic was, as well as what powerful magic power would bring them.
Great power coupled with unrestrained ambition would only bring about disaster and destruction.
Lord Voldemort was the most obvious example. His outstanding talent in spellcasting and the bloodline of Slytherin made him think that he was unique.
He was a cut above others, and his arrogant heart kept inflating. In the end, he even thought that he was God.
Everything he did was self-centered, and he would not consider the feelings of others. His dark path of growth made him not know what love was.
Look at the things he did in the past. He killed people wantonly, advocated the position and power of pure-blooded wizards to be above mud and Muggle, and so on.
These things were not as noble as Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters claimed.
From Dumbledore's point of view, the reason he did this was because he wanted to. He wanted to prove that he was different.
Because of this, he abused his magic and disregarded life.
In order to obtain immortality, he even split his soul to create soul tools.
More than 20 years ago, when Riddle, who had disappeared for a long time, returned to Hogwarts with a new face and applied for the position of Defense Against Black Magic professor, Dumbledore acutely sensed the instability of his soul.
At that time, Dumbledore suspected that Riddle was conducting some kind of evil black magic research. Later on, various signs showed that he was creating soul tools.
The most undesirable thing had happened. Dumbledore did not know how many times Lord Voldemort had split his soul.
This evil black magic had turned him into an unkillable monster.
Dumbledore looked at Elwyn. Up until now, they had destroyed two soul tools.
And all these things were related to this child. Was this a coincidence?
Apart from this kind of coincidence, what surprised Dumbledore even more was that Elwyn had already found the way to power. All he needed now was time.
Elwyn was as outstanding as Tom Riddle when he was still a student. He was much more outstanding than his peers.
The only fortunate thing was that, unlike Riddle, he had a complete family and his own friends. He knew what love was and the meaning of life.
Based on the current situation, it was impossible for Elwyn to become the second Lord Voldemort.
Dumbledore's lips curled into a smile. Although he did not appear at the Hogwarts a few days ago, he knew everything.
What gratified him the most was Elwyn's decision on Peter's life and death.
Even when faced with the threat of the eight-eyed spiders, Elwyn did not give up on Peter's escape. He insisted on bringing him along.
Dumbledore was very satisfied with Elwyn's performance that night.
He thought that perhaps he should give this child more help.
He was already very old. If he did not find all of Lord Voldemort's soul tools in the end, then Elwyn would become an indispensable help.
In the center of the island, Elwyn released his control over the stone giant while calculating his magic consumption. With his current ability, he was unable to turn this cyan stone into something more complex. But being able to animate it was already a big success.
He was prepared to try other magic. If not for everyone being here, Elwyn would have tried the demon summoning spell recorded in 《Top Black Magic Unveiling》. This was the first time he had seen this kind of magic.
On the small island, more and more Yin Corpses appeared from the lake in all directions.
Under their attacks, everyone kept retreating, gathering around the stone basin.
The Yin Corpses were very hard to destroy. Their magic had already been used up. Sirius, Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione used all kinds of magic, trying to delay them.
The pressure was still increasing. When everyone was about to reach their limit, Dumbledore made his move. He used the same magic as Elwyn.
He waved his magic wand and four heavy black stones floated up from the ground. With a loud grinding sound, they instantly turned into four giant monsters.
They were not like Elwyn's incomplete state. They were exactly the same as real monsters, there was not a single trace of their transformation. The four monsters gave a rough howl, holding a thick club in their hands as a weapon.
Elwyn looked at Dumbledore in surprise and found that Dumbledore was calmly looking at him. He also signaled Elwyn to pay attention to what he was going to do next.
The magic wand in his hand moved in a strange pattern, like he was conducting an orchestra.
Under Dumbledore's control, the monsters came from the center of the island and charged in four different directions, rampaging through the group of Yin Corpses.
With several large bangs, they were very strong and quite a few Yin Corpses were sent flying back into the dark lake.
The strong collision scene in front of them made everyone feel a delightful feeling from the bottom of their hearts.
The monsters were covered in Yin Corpses, but they did not retreat a single step. They used their own bodies to fight the Yin Corpses head on.
Elwyn looked at Dumbledore in amazement. He did not dare imagine just how much magic power this would consume.
After Dumbledore made his move, the pressure on everyone lessened a lot. They focused their attention on searching for Regulus' figure in the dense group of Yin Corpses.
Elwyn's eyes swept over the deathly pale and sinister looking corpses. Looking at their appearances, he could not use words to describe what kind of feeling he had.
If he had to describe it, it would definitely be terrible.
At this moment, Kreacher suddenly shouted, "Young master Regulus, Kreacher has found young master Regulus!"
Elwyn quickly looked in the direction the house-elf was pointing at. He saw an eighteen or nineteen year old corpse climb out of the lake. He was wearing a black Wizard robe that was different from the other Muggle's, and there was a clear Blake family crest on his chest.
Regulus' appearance was very similar to the young Sirius. Under the effect of magic, he still maintained his appearance before his death, not changing much. Compared to Sirius, he looked a bit darker, but he also seemed healthier and more energetic.
Because he had been soaking in the water for a long time, his body was already a bit swollen.
Just like the other Yin Corpses, he looked around blankly and walked towards the stone basin in the center of the island. He did not recognize who the people standing in front of him were.
He was not the brave hero that fought against the Lord Voldemort, but a corpse under the control of magic, protecting the soul fragment of the Lord Voldemort.
"Regulus!!!" Sirius screamed mournfully. His heart-wrenching voice echoed in the dark cave.
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