Chapter 1093 I Can't Revive Bella

"Hey, why are you back?"

Hannah was discussing with Anna, Hermione, and Draco about the next contact with the International Federation of Wizards, when she suddenly saw the trapdoor of the space channel in the middle of the cabin hall open, and Ron and Goyle crawled out of it.

"Someone went to the lunar station to find Anton, and he let us come back first." Gore scratched his head foolishly.

Ron was obviously relieved, "I think I need some time to understand what Anton said."

Hermione gave him a funny look, "It's rare to see you studying so hard."

"Hey, I'm not an idiot!" Ron stared at her with wide eyes. "Not everyone has the opportunity to receive Anton's personal teaching. Of course I know this is a precious opportunity."

He said it impassionedly, and he collapsed when he said it completely. He slumped lazily on the sofa and sighed, "I think I am relatively stupid, and I don't understand many things. I know, Anton can I have tried my best to explain the knowledge very simply.”

He scratched his somewhat messy hair, "Compared to that, I want to write my little story collection."

Hermione looked at him incredulously, "What are you pursuing!"

Ron spread his hands, "I've been collecting all the stories about the moon recently, all the stories about the moon in history, Professor Lockhart told me, this idea is very good, when everyone is very curious about the moon, absolutely It's going to be a bestseller."

if that is the case……

Hey, become a best-selling storybook author, not only can he win accolades, but he can also make a lot of money!

Thinking of this, he was a little excited.

Hermione rolled her eyes, that's all she wanted.

On the other side, Anna also asked Gore curiously, "Who is looking for Anton?"

Goyle shook his head, "I don't know, neither Ron nor I saw anyone."

...

It was Voldemort who came to Anton.

Yes, he found Anton in the end.

"Resurrection Bella?" Anton looked at Voldemort with a strange expression, "My dear professor, you didn't make a Horcrux for your wife?"

This approach is obviously incomprehensible to Anton.

But it didn't seem to be unexpected. Lao Fu has always only thought about himself, so how could he care about others.

Oh, it seems that there will be.

"After she died..." Voldemort's voice was a little hoarse, he looked up blankly at the vast starry sky outside the lunar station, didn't know what to think of, and finally smiled self-deprecatingly, "I didn't know what she meant to me. How important."

That's right.

Anton nodded. It was not easy for Lao Fu to come here. For such a proud person, bowing his head to his students, he was obviously a little desperate.

But...

What about Barty Jr.? ah? Old V? You don't care about Barty Jr.?

Anton stroked his chin and looked at Lao Fu thoughtfully. It seemed that this Bella was really important to him.

Yes, they are all pregnant and have children.

"Why should I help you?" Anton raised his eyebrows, "I haven't even told you that you framed me."

Voldemort turned around slowly, put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, and stared at the earth in the distance.

"We act a little bit like that, Anton."

He said slowly, "I don't know if you have been influenced by me, but I am very clear that I have told you that I don't need loyalty. As long as I provide enough benefits, they will naturally offer their loyalty." (235 chapters)

"The Magic Congress I reorganized in America has benefited countless people, and they will naturally unite with me."

Voldemort slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Anton, "And I only need to care about my magic legion. As for the benefits that the Magic Council can generate in other aspects, it will be shared with those who want to dedicate their loyalty to me. of."

Anton froze for a moment, "What are you talking about?"

Voldemort came over and sat on the sofa, his eyes dimmed, "I just want to tell you that the Magic Council is to me what your Forerunner Organization is to you. In this way, maybe you can understand magic better. Congressional framework."

"Your voyager members are moving around in Europe and around the world, extending their tentacles into every aspect of the wizarding world, and reaching out to Dumbledore's International Federation of Wizards."

"Hey." Anton chuckled and sat down, "Don't expect to provoke the relationship between me and Dumbledore. If it's a fight over the details of interests, I don't bother to pay attention to them. It's up to you. They figure it out themselves."

"No, no, no." Voldemort shook his head lightly, "I mean, the Forerunner organization is special, because your leader's style makes the whole organization seem harmless to humans and animals, and the International Federation of Wizards will not stop the Forerunners." Participation."

"And I will also agree with your forerunner organization to participate in the Magic Congress."

He looked at Anton with burning eyes, "Believe me, the Magic Council is more attractive than the International Federation of Wizards. Because of my policy of inclusive wizards and Muggles, the Magic Council is having a lot of good cooperation with Muggle forces." .”

"Including spacecraft, aerospace facilities, satellites, telescopes, everything..."

"We're exploring collaborative ways in which science and magic can benefit each other, a research environment you won't find anywhere."

"I think my policy is right."

There was inexplicable pride on Voldemort's face, "Decades later, wizards in America will look down on wizards in other places with the same eyes as primitive savages. I firmly believe this."

"And they can only watch enviously, wanting to catch up, but find that their own operating mechanism will hinder this kind of catching up."

"Heh~, the stupid International Act of Wizarding Secrecy."

"Wow~" Anton exclaimed, "It sounds awesome."

"Compared to the old and decayed things of the International Federation of Wizards, I think you need the Magic Congress that can provide you with all kinds of help to the interstellar. I am willing to open the door and let you pioneers participate..."

Voldemort stared at Anton, "The premise is that you help me revive Bella."

Anton took a deep look at Voldemort, he didn't expect that because of his time travel, Lao Fu would finally go this way.

Maybe it was the pressure brought by Dumbledore's awakening, maybe it was the pressure brought by Grindelwald who walked out of Nurmengard, maybe it was the pressure brought by himself, anyway, no matter what the reasons were, Voldemort finally walked into the world completely. Abandon the path of 'pure blood supremacy'.

Whether Lao Fu's approach is good or not, Anton doesn't know.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald also watched quietly.

But getting involved, and leading the way to explore the possibility of cooperation between science and magic, really got Anton's approval.

He smacked his lips, and finally shook his head, "Unfortunately, it would be great if you made a Horcrux for Bella. I have no way to revive Bella."

"It's impossible!" Voldemort's voice raised a lot, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he stared at Anton coldly, "You just want to reject me?!!!"

"No." Anton sighed, "I expected that you might come to me, and of course I would stop by and think about how to revive Bella, but..."

He clapped his hands and spread them out, "No move!"

Voldemort frowned deeply, and stood up slowly, "If you refuse, you can just say that you don't want to. In this way, I will think you are humiliating me!"

"How should I put it..." Anton was still sitting on the sofa, looking at Lao Fu, "The function of the Horcrux is equivalent to making a file on the long river of time, stabilizing the self."

"That is to say, no matter what kind of changes happen to our physical body, whether it is broken or even corrupted, we are still in a 'alive' state."

"Horcruxes will support our expression in the real world, at least it is a new style of wandering souls."

"Under such circumstances, the resurrection technique is actually more like the process of reshaping the physical body."

Anton frowned slightly, and looked at Voldemort, "I believe you can feel it too, now you also have Harry Potter's blood surging in your body. It seems that Harry Potter's body has also quietly fused a part of your blood Same."

Voldemort was silent for a long time, obviously he didn't want to talk about his own problems, he just said slowly, "Then what about your method of instant resurrection without rituals?"

"Collecting the existence of life does not have the same archive effect as Horcruxes in the long river of time." Anton pursed his lips, "It is more to mark the existence of this life for me, so as to use 'soul, blood, The way of reorganizing the body' recreates life."

"This is what I just figured out recently. Horcruxes affect the long river of time composed of 'memory', while the existence of collecting life affects the long river of spirituality composed of 'traces'."

Anton explained carefully, "That is to say, I recorded the trace of this person, and then pushed him into the real world along this trace, and he was resurrected."

Voldemort frowned. To be honest, he was stunned to find that he couldn't understand what Anton was talking about.

"I just want to know..."

"Bella..."

He took a deep breath, "Can you bring her back to life?"

Anton shrugged, "I can make her reappear in the real world, but this is not a resurrection. I can resurrect at will because my self has long been firm. I know who I am and where I come from. ,What do I want."

"So, I'm still me."

"Bella...unless she masters the 'ray of sunshine' magic that I invented, or understands her true heart early on."

"But I know that Bella has been obsessed with black magic since she was a student, and her mind has been twisted for a long time. It is simply a dream to expect such a soul to understand her heart."

Still unable to understand, Voldemort asked again, "Can you bring her back to life?"

Really, if it wasn't for Bella, he would never have been so patient. He asked over and over again, and after he asked this sentence, the anger and violence in his eyes could hardly be concealed.