Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 510 The Dream of the World, Lily's Fear

Real, or unreal?

this is a problem.

Mag was very confused, everything was so similar to her memory.

No, it is not too much to say that they are exactly the same.

The cold air, the howling wind, the heat from the fireplace, the screams of despair, and the smell of blood.

Everything is like reality.

As McGonagall, the vice-principal of Hogwarts, she knew that the profound illusion magic could indeed achieve such an effect.

but

How could Lockhart know about the scene where Voldemort killed Lily.

Including words of struggle, begging for mercy, and despair.

Everyone who happened at that time died.

What she knew was also the traces of what happened that night that Dumbledore conjured up through magic.

After the incident, everything was cleaned up by Dumbledore.

In other words, everything that happened tonight.

Except Lily, James, and Voldemort who are dead.

Only her and Dumbledore were left alive, and baby Harry, by the way.

It shouldn't be.

Moreover, she had forgotten all the details of the environment that night, and it was impossible for Dumbledore to specifically remember the details of the environment.

If she hadn't compared it with her own memory, it would have been difficult to find the similarity of this scene.

All of this is as real as it is, and the details are more real than reality.

It was like turning back time, and they arrived at the night when the Dark Lord killed Lily.

More importantly, everything she could perceive, everything in Godric's Valley was exactly the same as in her memory.

Even more comprehensive than her memory.

McGonagall had to wonder whether what she saw was real or illusory.

Memories and illusions are far from meeting such standards.

At this moment, Mag secretly waved his wand, casting a spell on himself to discern illusions.

And the result.

No feedback, no results.

Is this realistic?

There was a confused look in McGonagall's eyes, and she couldn't wait to tell Dumbledore that she had discovered everything.

Trying to find an acceptable answer.

Click!

At this moment, everyone heard a sound like a broken mirror.

The next moment, it was as if time stopped and everything was still.

Lily hugged Harry tightly on her chest, her expression was tense but determined, her emerald green eyes had an extremely faint golden light, as if she was preparing a certain spell.

Voldemort on the opposite side held a yew wand and pointed at Harry Potter, the son of the fable opposite. A faint green light glowed from the tip of the wand, which seemed to indicate that the next spell was the Killing Curse representing death.

The baby version of Harry opened his lips slightly, his eyes were ignorant, his white and tender hands and his cute face were very pitiful to look at.

All of this, combined with the dark and broken room, seems to indicate some kind of ominous picture.

Everyone looked at this scene, which could be called a turning point in history, and couldn't help but hold their breath.

And Harry Potter was also holding his breath. This scene was broken and disordered in his memory. Even now, he really wanted to know all the details of what happened.

However.

The next moment, the power of the mighty colorful dream began to render everything in front of him like a filter.

Somehow, Meg is right. Feel a breath called truth.

This breath was inexplicable, even the first time she encountered it, but she didn't have the confidence in her heart, this is the truth.

It seems that as long as you reach out your hand, you can touch the real thing.

The majestic power of dreams renders everything in the cottage.

Dead bodies on the ground, broken houses, the ferocious Dark Lord Voldemort.

All of this seemed to become more vivid and vivid.

It seems that nothing has changed, but everything seems to have changed.

True breath!

Yes, it feels more real than before.

The thought flashed, and Mag's pupils shrank.

Combined with what Lockhart said before, an idea suddenly came to mind.

really

hum!

Visible to the naked eye, the majestic power of the colorful dream quickly poured into Lily's body as if responding to some kind of call.

At the same time, it seems to be rendered and washed by the power of dreams.

The dilapidated houses around seemed to be wiped by an eraser, fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Dark Lord Voldemort began to become unreal, the corpses on the ground became transparent, and the dilapidated house did not look like a piece of pure White.

Everything starts to fade away.

The originally gloomy fantasy world turned into a pure white space in the blink of an eye.

In the entire White space, there are only McGonagall, Harry Potter, Sirius, Snape and other necromancers.

Definitely, in front of everyone, Lily's slightly illusory figure remained unchanged, and under the influence of the power of the dream, it began to become more and more solid.

Unreal, real!

At this moment, Harry Potter watched his mother's resurrection process from virtual to real, his eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself.

The hidden memories and magical knowledge in the depths of my mind constantly surfaced as if stimulated.

He felt a particularly friendly atmosphere.

As if it was his home.

Raising his hands slightly, Harry looked at his palms, focused his attention, and felt the kindness from the heart.

call!

In an instant, a glowing, multicolored dream power emerged on Harry's palm.

This scene caught the attention of Remy and Vera.

This side of the dream world belongs to Kamar-Taj.

Generally necromancer cannot be induced at all.

And they also rely on the authority of the dream world given by their mentors to influence the dream world to a certain extent.

And Harry Potter on the opposite side has no authority and is not as old as them.

To be able to mobilize the power of Kamar-Taj's dream world.

Although it was only a small amount, it was beyond the imagination of the two of them.

how to say?

can only say:

Harry Potter deserves to be the savior!

Sure enough, there were only wrong names, not wrong titles.

Hey, at this moment, Remy and Vera felt envious in their hearts.

As Lockhart's disciples, they knew how much their mentor Lockhart attached importance to the dream world.

It can be said that after returning from the new world, my mentor didn't seem to pay too much attention to other things, and focused on the dream world.

There is no doubt that the future development of Kama Taj is related to the dream world.

And as one of the four most trusted disciples of the mentor, if they don't want to fall behind, then the dream world must not fall behind.

Thinking of this, the envy of Harry Potter grew more and more in his heart.

Especially the teacher sent an invitation to Harry Potter to join Kamar-Taj just now.

At this moment, Lockhart glanced at the dream power entangled in Harry.

Wei Wei feels a little bit emotional, this is the ability of being like a child of a dream, just this one, surpasses the efforts of countless necromancers.

Afterwards, Harry was ignored and all his energy was focused on Lily's resurrection.

He also needs to focus on the matter of resurrection.

It is not a simple matter to realize the dream of communicating with the world from virtual to reality.

Yes, the illusion that Mag was shocked by just now.

In a sense, the scene that happened just now is not an illusion, but a residual memory of the world.

Therefore, everything will appear so real.

This is the spiritual ocean of the subconscious mind of all creatures in the world.

It records everything from the birth of magic to the present.

Necromancers are difficult to come by, and only top necromancers can find clues.

The so-called divination, destiny, mind and other mysterious fields are closely related to this.

Lockhart named it the Dream of the World, symbolizing the other side of the world, or the dream of the world.

And Lockhart, with the help of the power of the dream world, entered it and explored it.

It can be said unceremoniously that the dream of the world is the most precious treasure in the necromancer world.

Everything is recorded, it's just hard to find it.

With the help of Lily's soul imprint, Lockhart found the scene that happened that year.

The memory of the world is very detailed and comprehensive.

The detailed placement of each stone is detailed, and the moving process is very clear.

This is the dream of the world, in full detail.

But the side effect is that too much information is too cumbersome, and the Ability is not enough, it is easy to be backlashed.

After all, this is the power of a world.

And Lockhart also undertakes the majestic pressure of a world through the dream world.

I have to say that it is worthy of being a treasure in the world, and I have gained a lot.

Among them, the resurrection in front of me is also among them.

call! call!

The majestic power of the dream poured into Lili's body, and her body solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, such a resurrection seems to have touched a certain reaction mechanism between heaven and earth.

In the silent pure white dream space, at some point, a faint gray appeared around.

The dream of the world has no consciousness, but its instincts are still there.

When information is snooped, it is covered up.

When strength is lost, it is made up for.

And it resists when someone steals its power.

As now, Lockhart stole the power of the dream of the world to create a body for Lily, from virtual to real.

Its rebellion has begun!

Massive amounts of information are constantly impacting the dream world, and the vast power of the mind is also trying to assimilate or devour the dream world.

However, Lockhart's dream world stems from the existence of the dream dimension.

Originally is the essence left over from one dimension or the world.

Facing the assimilation of the impact of information and energy, easily resist and swallow it.

After a while, it seemed that the dream of the world instinctively sensed something was wrong, or it was time to stop the loss in time, and the original fierce resistance gradually disappeared.

And At the moment.

hum!

When Lily's body was completely frozen, a friendly aura spread around her.

After feeling Lily's familiar breath, McGonagall showed nostalgia while being shocked.

It's really too similar.

It was exactly the same as the Lily she remembered 13 years ago.

When Lockhart saw it, he nodded slightly. The foundation of the body was laid, and the next step was the soul.

He put in so much effort, not just to cast a body.

You must know that Lily doesn't even have a soul, what is left is only a soul imprint.

How much effective information can this imprint accumulate.

The focus is only on recording the emotion of memory at the time of death.

defective is incomplete and needs to be made up.

So call upon the dream of the world, and use his power to perfect.

Now the body here contains all the information of Lily from birth to death.

In other words, there is a rudimentary blank soul inside.

As Lockhart stretched out his wand, a bullet of Gold flew out from the tip, and then slowly landed on Lily's forehead.

The moment the soul imprint entered the body, a breath of life radiated from the inside out.

The soul imprint and the blank soul quickly integrated, and all the memories kept reappearing and tumbling in my mind.

hum!

Cui Green's eyes slowly opened, revealing a feeling of confusion.

But soon, her eyes began to freeze, and she focused on the three most familiar people in her memory—McGonagall, Sirius, and Snape.

Looking at their slightly aged faces, Lily seemed to react.

Time seems to have passed many years, and I just came back from death.

The line of sight followed, passing Lockhart, Remy Vera, and staying on a boy.

Looking at his strange but familiar face, Lily seemed to react, tears could not stop, and her expression was a little sad.

"James, James"

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At this moment, Harry was at a loss when he saw his mother who was crying and indifferent.

Same with this, and Snape beside him.

Looking at Lily who was showing weakness at this moment, his heart ached slightly, and he couldn't help but want to step forward to comfort her.

"Lily, Lily"

Snape opened his mouth, ready to say something congratulatory or comforting.

But suddenly I found that my mind was blank and I couldn't think of what to say.

Immediately became more at a loss.

"Lily, congratulations on your successful resurrection." Lockhart congratulated with a smile: "You have just been resurrected, and your memory may not be fully recovered."

"Also, given how damaged your soul is, you still need to rest for a while."

"Don't worry, these are small problems, and Kama Taj has a way to solve them."

He wasn't Snape.

If it weren't for this being a condition of Snape's contract, I'm afraid he would never have dealt with Lily.

After Lily heard it, she nodded slightly, and quickly checked her status with her experience as a potion master.

"Lily, this is your wand."

Snape, who was at a loss at first, looked at Lily at this moment, and seemed to react, quickly took out a black exquisite gift box, and gently opened it.

A ten and a quarter inch Green wicker wand came into view.

Looking at the familiar wand, looking at Snape's eyes, worried about being rejected.

Lily was a little silent.

Just now, her memory has recovered a lot.

The reason for the resurrection is also clear.

The childhood friend paid huge amounts of money for Lockhart to resurrect himself.

And the last reason, needless to say, she also knows.

After a moment of silence, it seemed that Snape noticed the despair and sadness of rejection on Snape's face.

Lily stepped forward, took out the wicker wand, and thanked softly: "Thank you, Snape."

Having said that, Lily's voice also froze.

She wanted to make up for the price Snape had paid, but didn't know how.

Finally, he turned his attention to his son.

Feeling the aura of indifference from her son, for some reason, Lily felt a trace of fear in her heart.

It seems that this person is not his son.

She had just been resurrected, and her soul intuition was extremely sensitive.

She seemed to be aware of the traces of the Dark Lord who once killed herself.

"Harry, my son, come here and let me see."

(end of this chapter)