A book explaining magic should have arguments, analysis, proof, conclusions, and the author's personal experiences, etc.
The so-called proof is to present sufficient evidence to prove that your opinions and conclusions are correct.
The book 'The Truth About Death and Hell' is very old. At the time the author wrote the book, even the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic, the 'Wizards' Council', had not yet been established.
There were no laws and administrators, so the author of this book could explore the world of magic at will.
He had personally explored a corner of the world of the dead.
It was the world where the dead lived!
It was cold, lonely, and empty, and the air did not carry the slightest whiff of the living.
If a living person entered there, they would die instantly.
The author called that world 'hell'.
"Hmm..."
Andy pondered for a moment.
The hell described by the author is very similar to the 'world behind the curtain' that Andy felt, and the two may be the same place.
But...
Andy thought to himself, 'Many ghosts have said that becoming a ghost is not a good choice. Forcefully remaining in the world of the living will only make them feel greater pain.'
'But...the world of the dead called "hell" is obviously not a good place to go either...'
Smack!
Andy slapped himself in the face.
Of course, the living will feel differently from the dead.
Perhaps the dead feel quite comfortable in that world?
The souls of the dead summoned by the resurrection stone will lure the living to follow it—this is naturally terrifying to the living, but in the eyes of the dead, it may just be well-intentioned.
The dead may feel more comfortable in that world!
They are already creatures of a different dimension, and what they see, think, and feel is naturally different from the living.
'It's actually pretty stupid to judge the world of the dead from our perspective!' Andy thought to himself.
Skipping over this issue, Andy continued reading.
He only glanced at the rest of the content.
If this book has helped Andy in any way, it may have strengthened Andy's idea of stealing the magic of death.
The magic of the World of the Dead can strengthen the soul.
If Andy can absorb the magic of death into his body, his soul will be nourished and become stronger.
This is different from the souls of the dead entering the World of the Dead.
There is a difference between the living and the dead. Nourishing the soul while alive may lead to even more miraculous changes.
Andy can't wait!
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Time passed quickly.
Before he knew it, it was December 14th, the new moon!
After nightfall, Andy used the Time Turner to reverse time and then used the Apparition to travel to the laboratory near Hogsmeade village.
The potion would be successfully brewed tonight.
A cauldron was placed on the wooden table, and the potion inside it was a scarlet red. If you looked closely, you would see that in the scarlet red liquid, there was also some black substance flowing around.
That is the death magic extracted from the Resurrection Stone!
Seven dark magic transfiguration rituals will allow the death magic in the Resurrection Stone to be absorbed into the blood.
With this as a starting point and with the assistance of other potion ingredients, after a month of brewing, the death magic can be successfully harvested.
After mixing with blood, this death magic has already absorbed the characteristics of the blood owner, and in theory, it can be absorbed and fused by the blood owner.
Of course, theory is just theory.
In reality, we also have to consider the issue of adaptability and various other factors.
Magic transfiguration is never simply a matter of absorption and fusion.
Andy took Reed out and cast an Imperius Curse, then waited with Reed for the potion to mellow.
As the minutes passed, a large amount of red mist suddenly appeared in the cauldron, as if the scarlet potion was evaporating rapidly.
Andy was overjoyed.
It's going to work!
Andy approached the cauldron, closely monitoring the brewing potion. When the scarlet liquid had evaporated almost completely, Andy immediately removed the cauldron from the flames. When the cauldron had cooled down, there was only a black-red liquid left in it.
'Success!'
Andy immediately took out a small crystal vial and poured the potion from the cauldron into it.
"Phew,"
Andy let out a sigh of relief.
He picked up the crystal vial and felt a coldness in his hand, as if he were holding a piece of ice. His whole hand soon became numb from the cold.
"Ssshh,"
Andy let out a hiss.
"Can this be drunk?"
Andy looked doubtful and quickly placed the vial on the wooden table.
As the cold spread, a light layer of frost appeared on the table, centred on the vial.
'It's exactly the same power I felt in the Death Chamber!'
'Well... it's also very similar to the power of the Dementor.'
Andy was convinced that he had succeeded.
This potion had stolen the power of death!
Not only that, but the magic of death is now mixed with Reed's blood, and it can be absorbed by him.
Whether it will be a success or a failure depends on Reed's own adaptability.
Andy waves his wand, and the chains around the laboratory instantly fly over, locking Reed's limbs and neck in place.
Then Reed walked over, took the crystal vial, and drank it all in one go!
Snap!
The crystal vial fell to the ground.
The chains quickly contracted, fixing Reed in one corner of the laboratory. Then Andy pointed his wand at Reed and lifted the Imperius Curse on him.
Next, it was time to witness the results!
"Aaahhh-"
A light layer of white frost appeared on his body, and even the temperature in the laboratory quickly decreased.
Andy involuntarily shivered.
But Reed did not.
He looked cold and in pain. But it seemed as if he had lost the ability to scream and the physiological reaction of 'shivering'.
He was still alive, but his body, soul, and thoughts were frozen.
Andy watched in horror!
In fact, Andy also felt this way.
In this chill, Andy's physical reactions and thinking ability both decreased.
Andy had experienced this feeling before.
It was in the Death Chamber.
That was the closest Andy had ever come to death.
Time passed minute by minute.
Reed was still absorbing the magic of death... or rather, the magic of death was transforming Reed's body.
After merging with the blood, this magic of death had already taken on the characteristics of Reed's body.
The temperature finally stopped falling.
Andy took out a wool blanket from the undetectable extension charm enchanted pocket and covered himself with it, but this chill was not something that could be resisted with 'physical defence'.
It was a chill that went straight to the soul!
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