Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

'It seems like we should pay more attention to the mental state of the professors...'

While thinking secretly, Dumbledore led Snape out of the flames and entered a dark, humid and extremely wide space.

What they saw in front of them was a very strange sight - they were standing on the shore of a large black lake. The lake was extremely wide and boundless as far as the eye could see. It was even difficult to see the other side clearly under the shroud of darkness; not to mention the hugeness of this cave. Speaking of which - you can't even see the top of the cave when you look up. If someone can decorate a few stars on the cave wall, it might really give people the illusion of a deep starry sky.

In the distance, as if in the center of the lake, there was a hazy, green light, reflected in the dead water below. Apart from that, there is only darkness that is so thick that it cannot be broken away...

"He really knows how to find places - who would have thought that there would be such a vast natural void hidden beneath London?"

Dumbledore's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the curtain-like darkness, making him say with half emotion and half admiration. Fox, who was squatting on his shoulder, chirped slightly in agreement.

"But it's clear that it's been transformed."

Snape had completely forgotten the embarrassment just now, and his expression was frighteningly serious: "Just standing still like this, I can already feel the breath of more than ten kinds of black magic... He did something very terrible to his Horcrux." protection."

"But historical experience has always told us that blind defense will never make you invincible."

Dumbledore responded lightly, then pulled out the Elder Wand again, held it up and waved it slowly, closed his eyes and felt it carefully. When Snape saw this, he simply put down his wand - he was still self-aware of the gap between himself and Dumbledore in terms of magic.

"There is something under the lake..."

After a moment, Dumbledore opened his eyes again: "They are not powerful, but there are a lot of them, and they have been silent... They are probably some imprisoned dark creatures, or black magic puppets. If you enter the lake rashly, you will be attacked. Siege.”

A blue flame burst out from the tip of Snape's wand, and he looked at Dumbledore with questioning eyes.

"Yes, but not necessary."

Dumbledore shook his head: "The Horcrux is not under the water, and there are no more traces of magic there. I think he should have been placed on the island in the middle of the lake - after all, I found this."

He closed his hands and seemed to be holding something invisible from the void. Then he slowly moved towards the lake. He held up the wand in his other hand and tapped his empty fist with the tip of the wand. .

Immediately, a thick green copper chain suddenly appeared out of thin air in Dumbledore's hand, and then began to slide through his fist like a snake, coiling up in a pile on the ground, hitting the rock wall with a tinkling sound, and Something was pulled up from the dark bottom of the lake - the bow of a small boat suddenly emerged from the lake like a ghost, glowing green like a chain, floating towards the shore of the lake where Dumbledore and Snape were standing, almost invisible Create a ripple.

"Trap? But there doesn't seem to be any sign of danger up there..."

"Indeed, there is not. This is probably the back door Voldemort left for himself. But now it can be confirmed that there are no other unknown dangers in this lake - hold my arm, Severus."

With a bang and explosion, Dumbledore and Snape once again appeared directly on the island in the middle of the lake with a bright flame.

"...We really don't need to go through the process?"

Snape let go of Dumbledore's arm with a weird look on his face: "Have you never thought that if this island has detection magic, it will be triggered if it detects that someone comes aboard before the ship docks? What a powerful trap..."

"Thanks for the reminder, Severus - you've thought it through better than I have."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Fortunately, Voldemort didn't ask you to be a consultant when he built this place, otherwise I might have suffered a small loss now - he didn't think of this idea."

"..."

At this time, they were able to observe the island closely and carefully - it looked like a large flat black stone slab, roughly the size of a classroom, and it was empty except for the light source that emitted the green light. Looking closer now, the green light appears much brighter. Those green lights were emitted from a stone basin similar to a pensieve. There was a base underneath the stone basin, which held it as high as the tabletop.

And inside that stone basin, there was a basin full of emerald green liquid, which was quietly emitting sparkling phosphorescence.

"It seems that this is the last line of defense - according to his style, it should be the most powerful and the most difficult to crack."

Dumbledore pointed to the basin of emerald green liquid: "What you are good at, Severus."

"I know."

Snape nodded and took out his wand again and examined the basin of liquid attentively. After a while, he took out a lot of colorful reagents and tried to apply them into the green liquid or on the surface of the stone basin...

"It's very troublesome."

He came to the conclusion without much worry - after all, the things that worried him before were easily cracked by the old man next to him, and this time would probably be no exception: "This is a combination of magic potion, curse and ritual." Product. It is so strong that it is almost impossible to break. Anyway, I can't find a way to break it violently..."

"I now believe that the Horcrux is at the bottom of these liquids - a liquid that cannot be touched, separated, scooped out or drained, cannot be made to disappear with a Vanishing Charm, and cannot be made to disappear with magic. Deform it, or change its properties in other ways; the stone basin and base below are almost indestructible. And the only way to make these liquids disappear is..."

He took out an empty measuring cup with a strange look on his face, and then easily scooped up a cup of liquid: "Drink it."

"That's really bad taste, isn't it?"

"Indeed. And lack of imagination..."

Snape shook the cup gracefully with one hand, and with the other hand held a wand to conjure a snake, commanding it to open its mouth, then pointed the cup of liquid and poured it down.

boom!

The snake was instantly wiped out the moment it came into contact with the liquid. And those potions - after they destroyed the snake, they disappeared from mid-air in an instant and returned to the stone basin...

"Um?"

Snape suddenly frowned: "What's going on? Are there ingredients that I haven't detected yet..."

He began to take things out one by one from his pocket, and then quickly assembled them. Soon, several large instruments that occupied the entire island tightly surrounded the stone basin, making Dumbledore's eyes twitch. Snape was standing outside, holding a wand, chanting spells with great concentration, and even cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead...

The test lasted nearly twenty minutes.

After Snape finally raised his head again, Dumbledore was somewhat surprised to see his face - a pale mixture of fright and frustration.

"……soul."

He gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty: "The principle of making these potions involves the origin of the soul. Only a real life with a soul can drink it completely - no tricks can get around it."