Chapter 1095 If She Is Still Willing to Come Back

Anton rolled his eyes, "I just said it for nothing, didn't I?"

Voldemort's voice was a little dry and hoarse, "I just want to know, can, or can't."

"Yes." Anton said very simply, and sighed, "But it's not the kind of ability you think."

"What do you mean?" Voldemort stared intently into Anton's eyes.

"It's what I just told you." Anton brushed his hair helplessly, he really didn't know how to explain it to Lao Fu.

Yes, he didn't have to explain to Lao Fu.

But if Voldemort, one of the world's top wizards, couldn't understand these things, how could he spread his theory?

Of course he doesn't plan to spread it now, but what about in the future?

He didn't want to bring the things he had studied so hard into the coffin, and he hoped that future wizards could follow the things he figured out and continue to move on to a more magical path of magic.

This is his highest pursuit as a time traveler and a fanatical lover of magic.

Forerunner, this title really caught his fancy.

Anton smacked his lips, thought for a while, and simply explained from the perspective that Lao Fu is good at, "I know, your research is biased towards the body, the blood of the wizard."

"You should know the influence of black magic on wizards, right?"

Voldemort nodded. "Twisting the mind. I fully agree with your point of view in the book "Wizards and Gods."

Very good, Anton finally found an angle that Lao Fu could understand.

He was so excited that his hands and feet were dancing, "We use extreme emotions to cast extreme magic, that is, black magic, and then black magic affects us in turn, making our emotions more extreme. Then we become more and more concerned about This black magic has a more powerful spellcasting performance."

Voldemort nodded, "This is the process."

snap~

Anton snapped his fingers, "So, how does black magic affect us in turn?"

"Directly affect emotions? No, when a black wizard is not casting spells, we can still see the distorted state of the other party's mind. That is to say, when the other party does not use magic, the mind is still distorted."

Seeing that Voldemort was getting impatient, he simply skipped the theory, "The specific mechanism is to affect thinking."

"thinking?"

Anton nodded, "Yes, thinking. When it mobilizes memory, different thinking will change the inherent memory. At the same time, it will also change the emotions and will extended by these memories."

"Interestingly, I found that the problem of blood in pure-blood families also occurs in thinking." Anton casually mentioned, "Distorted thinking will become particularly sensitive to memory mobilization, and the emotions and wills produced will be more extreme. , easily bred a black magic creature like Moran."

Voldemort looked surprised, and stared at Anton, "In fact, the idea of ​​making my magic legion is based on this aspect."

"Right?" Anton chuckled. "Magic is magic. It's there. No matter what angle we look at it, we'll find the same thing."

Voldemort wasn't in the mood to think about this, he finally came to his senses, startled, "You mean, thinking?"

"right!"

Anton motioned Voldemort to look at the colorful light ball in his hand, "I will resurrect this spirituality now and let it appear in the real world."

Then, a heart floated beside the light ball.

"Activate this life existence."

The light cluster began to emit countless black threads of the soul, sinking into the heart, the heart began to beat, and countless blood spewed out to form the veins of the human body.

And with the appearance of veins, the body began to show a touch of vitality, and immediately countless bones grew out, building a framework of a skull.

Then countless blood breeds, gather into blood vessels, rush towards the heart, and form a complex blood circulation.

"Look..."

Anton snapped his fingers to make all these pictures disappear.

"With the support of spirituality, life has completed a reshaping of the existence of life in the real world. If you don't use those miscellaneous ritual magic materials, the blood flowing in her body is the blood that the Black family has in her generation."

"A flawless spirituality shapes a flawless existence."

Anton spread his hands, "This is not a Horcrux, and it cannot create the original Bella one by one, but let her be in a state of 'life existence' again, so she will be in a state of 'she should have been'." status'."

He didn't know what he thought of, and he chuckled, "This kind of blood can actually be replaced. For example, we can replace it with some lotus root or something, and she can be in a certain..."

"What are you talking about?" Voldemort frowned.

"Oh, off topic." Anton once again returned to his narration of this resurrection technique, "In short, her life should not have been affected by black magic, and her 'thinking' will return The original state of the most primitive life."

"Even, because it is life reshaping, her thinking will be exempt from the influence of blood."

Anton stared at Voldemort, "That's the problem."

Lao Fu finally understood, "You mean..."

Anton nodded, "Thinking has changed, she will no longer be her, and because she was deeply affected by black magic, her distorted memories, emotions, and wills in the past will be different from her thinking when she was resurrected. violent conflict."

"There are only two possibilities for her next."

Anton held up two fingers, "One is that she will go completely crazy until her thinking is distorted to the current state again. It will take time, maybe a lifetime, or even forever."

"There is another possibility, which was researched by Neville Longbottom in our hut. According to his research results on the influence of the Cruciatus Curse, the most likely reason for this situation is that the mind is self-enclosed."

"That is to say..."

"She will enter a state similar to the sequelae of the Cruciatus Curse, or self-enclosed after being hurt."

Voldemort took a deep breath, not knowing what he was thinking of, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stared at Anton, "You mean, Bella will lose her memory because of this? And I can't awaken her memory, otherwise she will lose her memory." Go crazy, and be crazy for a lifetime?"

Anton leaned back for a while and looked at Lao Fu, "I know, you must be thinking about that disgusting prophecy, oh, no, I have some tricks."

Voldemort pursed his lips, "What method?"

Anton lightly raised the magic wand in his hand, "Simple, in order to avoid this prophecy, I will specifically use the 'ray of sunlight' magic and the 'twisting cage' magic developed by Neville to heal the revived Bella. "

"Let her memory not be forgotten by self."

Voldemort frowned and looked at Anton, "Sounds like it contradicts the theory you just said?"

Anton raised his eyebrows, Blind student, you've discovered Hua's point.

"Yes."

"I can only help her restore her memory, but neither her emotions nor her will will be moved."

He spread his hands, "This is the best effect I can achieve."

Voldemort finally loosened his frown, but still looked at Anton with some hesitation, "Then why did you say you couldn't revive Bella in the first place?"

Anton shrugged, "As I said just now, are people with different 'thinking' the same? I think you have the answer."

"And the biggest trouble is that after recovering to a normal person's thinking, recalling the past pictures in her memory, she may only feel that she had a crazy dream, maybe..."

Voldemort was silent for a long time, twitching the corners of his mouth, and finally said slowly, "Maybe you will never fall in love with me again..."

Anton sighed, "Whether she loves you so crazily because of the twisted mind of black magic, or she loves you so crazily in the first place, this is obviously a question."

"It's up to her. I can't give you an answer."

"But if you're asking me to revive Bella, you have to understand that it might happen."

Anton looked at Voldemort seriously, "I can only resurrect Bella, not 'your Bella', because the magic of resurrecting life is based on a complete set of magical theories."

"And the bottom-level cognition of this set of magic theories is—every life is equally great."

And this is also Anton's attitude towards life.

He initially researched magic to worry about family, friends, and other people he cared about. He didn't even consider whether these people would, or would it be possible, to continue to help him and care about him.

He just hoped that these people who cared about would live better and be themselves.

This is enough for Anton.

But was that enough for Voldemort?

hey-hey……

Voldemort sat back on the sofa a little weakly, and looked up at the starry sky outside the lunar station in a little silence.

long time...

I didn't speak for a long time.

Anton didn't urge him either, just took out a notepad from the snuff box in the pocket of the wizard's robe, and continued to organize his magic manuscripts.

Time passed slowly, maybe an hour, maybe a day, maybe several days.

Anyway, Voldemort just sat like this, and the whole person seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Anton only remembered that he went to the earth to get pizza, grilled the whole thing on the moon, and ate a berry ice cream made by the house elf Dobby, and the old V finally moved.

Voldemort's eyes looked a little red, he just looked at Anton in silence, his voice became extremely hoarse, "After resurrection, please tell Bella for me, I..."

He pursed his lips, "My child and I are waiting for her to come back, if...if she is still willing to come back."

After finishing speaking, he stood up slowly, and walked towards the entrance of the lunar station with some stiffness in his limbs. Halfway there, he stood still and said in a low voice, "Anton..."

"Yeah." Anton turned over on the sofa and looked at Lao Fu, with an ice cream spoon in his mouth.

"Thanks……"

Voldemort's voice was faint, "No matter what happens to Bella, I'm still grateful to you for resurrecting her."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

That figure is indescribably lonely and lonely.