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Chapter 1123: Charging
🕑 Added 2024-05-24 14:00:06 +0000 UTCBased on Evan’s current state, the magic would cease once it reached a certain level of enhancement.
Salazar Slytherin's purpose was to help those who inherited his will improve their strength, not to become invincible.
Indeed, even though a large portion of it was consumed in destroying the evil god, the accumulated magic of a thousand years was still not something a single person's body could bear. The body constructed entirely from magic had only utilized a negligible fraction of it.
After raising Evan’s current magic power to the limit, the remaining magic power would dissipate.
They were extracted from nature and would eventually return to nature.
Evan's soul had fully merged with his body; he was now brimming with power, feeling no discomfort.
Less and less magic was returned from Slytherin's Locket, and he knew that this process was about to end.
Perhaps due to recently being embodied in magic, Evan hadn't lost control over this magic.
Ending it like this would be such a waste...
At that moment, he heard Riddle say softly, "Evan, give the remaining magic to me!"
"To you?" Evan found that he could speak!
"Yes, give it to me," said Riddle, with undisguised greed and desire in his eyes. "Don't let go, don't release control, let the remaining magic pour into the ring on Dumbledore's right hand. You see that ring, don't you? With the help of this pure magic, I will gain a physical form, even a true body."
"Can you absorb these magic powers?"
"This is the purest magic, the Power of Origin. It can be absorbed by both the body and the soul without any rejection, but the absorption process is slow; we need a container to store them," said Riddle. "That ring is a good container, besides the fragment of my soul inside, there's still plenty of space. Under the nourishment of magic, I..."
Evan didn't listen to him finish. He turned his head and saw Hermione looking at him with concern under the altar.
And there were Caresius and Elaine, both weakened by the loss of magic.
If anyone could absorb this magic, it would be better to give it to them instead of helping Riddle get a real body.
"They can't!" said Riddle immediately, seeming to have guessed what Evan was about to do. "To enhance one's strength by absorbing this magic into the body, you must hold onto this locket like you're doing now. Once you let go, the magic will cease. And right now, the altar is still protected by magic. They can't get here. It's just you and me."
“Oh!” Evan nodded. That was indeed true.
"Do you understand what I am saying, Evan? Right now, you can only give this magic to me, otherwise, the remaining magic will all go to waste, and it won't benefit you either," said Riddle. "I've discussed this with Professor Dumbledore, and he agreed!"
"Dumbledore agreed to give these magic powers to you?"
"He didn't explicitly say so, but it's pretty much implied," said Riddle urgently. "He said that as long as I can prove myself and provide assistance, he will help me gain a true body. This is an excellent opportunity."
Evan looked at Dumbledore again, who looked back calmly, his blue eyes silently meeting Evan's.
As Riddle said, due to the fluctuations of magic around the altar, he could not come over.
Did he understand what Evan meant and what he wanted to ask?
Dumbledore didn't react, but for a moment, Evan felt he’d gotten the answer he wanted.
"Okay, so that's the case, but there's a small problem here..." He thought for a while and said, tilting his head and looking at Riddle.
"What problem?"
"What you said was your communication with Dumbledore, not involving me," said Evan. "Well, you get what I mean, don't you? Regardless of any agreements between you two, I'm not obligated to comply."
"You..." Riddle's eyes widened.
"Actually, I feel you're in a pretty good state right now. There's no need to go any further," Evan said.
"How could you do this?! How dare you disobey Dumbledore's orders?!" said Riddle in disbelief.
The smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression became ferocious.
"First of all, I haven't heard Dumbledore's orders. And you're mistaken about one thing, that is, in this matter; the headmaster has no authority to command me. This locket now belongs to me, and this magic is under my control, so..."
"Do you realize what you're saying?!" said Riddle angrily. "Look at the magic around here; it's been accumulated for a thousand years. There is no way the locket can store so much. As soon as you interrupt the magic, all these magic powers will dissipate.”
"I have my ways, I don't need your concern," said Evan. He had no shortage of items that could store magic power.
Speaking of magic storage, what could be more suitable than the Philosopher's Stone?
With a thought from Evan, the Philosopher's Stone left by Gryffindor appeared in front of him, emitting a faint red glow.
This Philosopher's Stone was the key to the secret treasure left by Gryffindor. It had been kept by the Centaur tribe in the school's Forbidden Forest for two hundred years. It was then used as a source of energy to summon the evil god. After the Centaur civil war, it was split in half.
Half of it became sacred to the centaurs, and the other half was taken away by the fallen Centaurs to continue to power evil magic.
When Evan merged them into one, there was not much power left in the Philosopher's Stone.
In the last battle with the evil god, he used "Silence" magic, which caused obvious damage to the Stone.
At this moment, the red Stone was covered with tiny cracks, and its light was very dim.
This was a sign that the magic power was about to be exhausted. When all the magic power was consumed, it would become an ordinary stone.
Just like the piece Evan had seen in the silent temple, it would turn into powder with a gentle touch.
As an important magic item and an indispensable key, Evan naturally did not want this to happen.
He had checked a lot of information and found that if the magic power around him was the Power of Origin, then he could repair the Philosopher's Stone and help it replenish its magic power.
Just like Muggle electrical appliances needed to be recharged, the Philosopher's Stone also needed to be recharged.
Ignoring Riddle, under Evan’s control, all the magic in the air turned around and gathered towards the Philosopher's Stone.
The magic power was easily absorbed, and they were stored inside the Philosopher's Stone, becoming part of it.
The radiance from the Philosopher's Stone was getting stronger and stronger, the cracks were repaired, and it would soon look like the way Evan first saw it.
