Hogwarts Wasteland: The Witch from the Borderlands

Chapter 380: Choose 1 of 3



Chapter 380: Choose 1 of 3

Chapter 380 Three Choices

Setting aside her exploration of the Great Rune for the moment, Hermione turned to study the Love Memories attached to it.

It was a faint golden-red flame clinging to the pure white power of new life.

"That old man, at his age, still talking about love and romance—" Hermione grumbled, as if complaining about Dumbledore's hasty departure.

She certainly knew that Dumbledore's reminiscences were not confined to personal love.

With a flick of the fingertip, the memory of love, like the ancient flame of immortality, was easily separated.

Just a slight touch, and you can feel a surge of warmth filling your whole body. Love for the world, affection for others, expectations for the future, and reverence for history—all these are love, mixed together: passionate, serene, undercurrent, and bitter—all of these are love.

Dumbledore firmly believed in the magic of love, that it was the greatest and most incomparable magic.

The nobles' jealous memories are like cold, venomous snakes; they are greed for what they do not have and resentment towards what others possess. These sharp and dark emotions, like the negative aspects of a person, lead one further astray and degenerate the more one comes into contact with them.

While Dumbledore's memories of love have a bitter aftertaste, they are also captivating, a positive emotion that is uplifting and powerful. This naturally makes Hermione eager to see what treasure her memories of him might become.

The little witch pulled out her fairy forging hammer again and perked up.

Perhaps it was because Dumbledore was too powerful in his lifetime, or perhaps the memories condensed by those useless nobles were too weak, but the burning flame memories before them looked a whole size larger than those of the pure-bloods. Based on the experience of the last forging, this would probably require more magic and Hermione would need to expend more mental energy to guide it.

She had drawn the magical flow from the core of the castle's radiance stone in advance, just in case.

But as soon as the forging hammer struck the surface of the memory, Hermione barely had to do anything before everything started working on its own.

"Dumbledore, you even prepared this—"

The flames swirled like a vortex, drawing the magic of the brilliance into its core. Hermione knew this was the process of Memory being conceived, and she immersed her consciousness into it, wanting to see what kind of treasure it would be.

In the dazzling golden-red glow, she "saw" the thing at the center of the flames—no, not just one, but three!

"Even if Dumbledore is incredibly powerful, surely he couldn't possibly create three treasures from a single memory?"

She brought her consciousness closer and realized that they were not three physical entities, but three illusory figures of light and shadow. They took turns changing, and after coming into contact with Hermione's consciousness, they seemed to have found their anchor and quickly moved closer.

"A choice of three?"

The purebloods' recollection gave Hermione no chance to interfere; it simply took its own course and solidified the nobles' composure.

As for Dumbledore, although he was dead, because of his love for the world and his concern for future generations, his memories did not take shape spontaneously, but rather seemed to be seeking Hermione's opinion.

"What kind of treasure do you want? What would be better to help you?" She seemed to see Dumbledore's kind face, trying to present her with the best of everything.

The first thing that catches the eye is the phoenix feather shawl, a golden-red feather cape that exudes the power of life and love.

It can heal all kinds of injuries, resist attacks of dark magic, and even reflect killing curses back.

However, that would cause the power of the feather cape to subside for a period of time.

Its most powerful function is that when the owner dies, the shawl will burn itself to revive the user!

This is a power unique to the phoenix, a true resurrection without any side effects, but the price is the eternal loss of this treasure.

Dumbledore, struggling with death, and Dumbledore, followed by the phoenix, have memories that can draw upon the power of Nirvana, giving the other true life with profound love.

That's a true resurrection, a million times better than Voldemort!

Hermione suppressed her shock and continued to look at the second form of the treasure, the Rebirth Torch—a magnificent gilded candlestick with a small, golden-red flame burning on it.

This is a magic wand-like artifact that can enhance fire magic, allowing the user to unleash a blazing, infinitely powerful flame like Dumbledore's. It can also be used to unleash the White Wizard's unique Hephaestus's Fire, making it incredibly powerful.

Besides its combat applications, this candlestick can also be used as a decorative item. When placed indoors, its light can help children think more flexibly, learn faster, and even improve their magical abilities.

Finally, it can extinguish or ignite the light source of other things, such as stealing the light from other candles or giving them flames, similar to the function of a light extinguisher. However, because the light it imparts also has the function of seeing through invisibility and dispelling illusions, it is obviously more advanced and powerful.

Dumbledore carrying a torch, Dumbledore dedicating himself to education, Dumbledore burning himself to illuminate others—this is another manifestation of his life.

Finally, there is the third form, which is also the treasure that Hermione didn't recognize at first glance. A spindle-shaped silver ornament hangs from a thin silver chain, with a blood-red ruby ​​encased in it.

The Holy Blood Oath—an intention extracted from ancient blood oath magic, an eternal love that will never crumble.

This treasure can unite two independent individuals into the closest alliance, allowing them to share each other's knowledge and strength, sharing both prosperity and adversity.

Unlike blood oath magic, the covenant forged with this treasure cannot be destroyed by any force. It stems from the memory of love, not only physically preventing the two from opposing each other, but also forcibly altering their spirits.

The two parties to the agreement will forget their disputes, hatred, and antagonism. They will cherish each other, support each other, and grow together forever.

No external force can destroy the Holy Blood Pact. Neither the Death Curse nor Fiendfire, nor the Gryffindor sword nor the basilisk's fangs, nor being thrown into the sea or sent into outer space, can make the magic of love disappear.

The lonely Dumbledore, the Dumbledore lost in the past, the Dumbledore who died in the barn in the summer.

This is the most sinister treasure. It may represent Dumbledore's youth, the intense and unforgettable love, the blood oath that ultimately shattered and fell apart, and the separation that would never be seen again.

However, this was the first treasure Hermione ruled out. She didn't want to form such an alliance with anyone. Although the two parties could share power and knowledge and forcibly turn an enemy into a lover, she didn't want to be mentally modified and become a love-struck person.

Dumbledore left his regrets in his memories, which is why this thing came into being.

The remaining two items, the Phoenix Feather Cloak and the Newborn Torch, one possesses incredible resurrection abilities, and the other has multiple functions, serving both combat and nurturing. This made her hesitate, unsure which one to choose.

"I'll keep the feather cloak! I'm going to see that person, and it'll be good to have some protection against dark magic!" Although he believed that Grindelwald wouldn't kill him, he might try to test him with some dark magic, and his sorcerers might also have some bad intentions.


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