The Final Preparations

Chapter 30 The Final Preparations

After confirming that no one would pass by, the two men, who were under the Illusion Charm, silently summoned the door to the Room of Requirement, quickly entered the room where the items were hidden, and then removed their disguises.

"call……"

As the familiar scene came into view, Avada and Baron both breathed a sigh of relief.

Despite their superior skills, meticulous planning, and experience in infiltrating the Forbidden Forest, this was still their first time sneaking into the professor's office, so they were understandably nervous.

If this gets out, losing 100 points from their own academy would be the lightest punishment—if things get really serious, they might even get a direct admission to Azkaban.

"I think based on this experience alone, we've gained more experience than all the Gryffindors in the entire school..." Baron complained irritably while wiping his sweat.

"That's your prejudice against Gryffindor," Avada said seriously.

"Okay, gossiping behind people's backs is indeed unbecoming, but..."

"What I mean is, who says Gryffindors can't successfully infiltrate a professor's office—hahaha..." Avada tried to finish his sentence with a serious expression, but before he could, he couldn't keep his composure. Baron then joined in with a hearty laugh, until an awkward cough interrupted them.

"Well, I'm from Gryffindor."

Professor Baker's eerie voice emanated from the black crystal ball.

"..."

"Well, Professor Baker, what you needed has been brought back."

Avada quickly regained his composure, hurriedly grabbed two large bundles made of wizard robes, ran to Professor Baker's ball, opened them, revealing a dazzling array of bottles and jars inside.

But to be honest, that previous statement wasn't entirely unjust to Gryffindor—who was it that stole the African tree snake skin from Snape's office?

"Well done, thank you."

Professor Baker's voice softened, and he continued, "However, those fake materials can only conceal the truth for a while. If it goes on for too long, my fragments of consciousness will definitely notice something is wrong and become wary... In other words, we don't have much time left."

Avada and Baron were immediately taken aback.

"Fortunately, your outstanding performance over the past few months has greatly accelerated the progress. The consciousness magic is in its final stage and will be completed tonight; the traps and mechanisms for combat have also been set up, and your combat skills have improved rapidly... To be honest, I have no worries at all about whether this operation will succeed."

"It is thanks to your trust in me that I was able to regain my freedom from this failed experiment. I can't imagine what would have happened if you hadn't come. If I had been trapped in the container alone, unable to move, with no one to talk to... I probably would have gone completely insane in no time."

"I owe you my life."

"No need to say that, Professor." Baron shook his head. "Helping others is my responsibility as a pureblood."

Avada smiled in approval of Baron, but did not say anything.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that now." Professor Baker's voice carried a clear hint of amusement. "It's best not to discuss what's to come before things are completely settled, or it might bring bad luck..."

"Then let's finish the last step."

"Um."

Avada and Baron nodded slightly, then carefully placed the magical materials in their designated positions as required. They drew their wands, pointed them to the sky, and began chanting long and obscure incantations, their wands waving in a complex and wondrous pattern.

As they moved, the magical materials placed in various locations gradually reacted. Some shone brightly, some emitted strange sounds, and some even evaporated into thin air... In an instant, the entire House of Requirement resembled a dream garden, filled with colorful streams of light that danced and intertwined in mid-air, weaving meaningless yet beautiful and wondrous patterns...

In the magical senses, the magic constructed in the previous six steps began to converge and merge at this moment. The magical environment in the entire room was violently shaking, almost affecting the structure of the Room of Requirement itself; while the magical disturbance generated by the seventh step was gradually smoothing out this shaking, and like flowing water, slowly but resolutely promoting the fusion of the six magical structures.

Finally, with a resounding echo that existed only in the magical world, the six magical structures merged seamlessly into one, forming a vast, complex, magnificent, and beautiful new structure that nearly bewitched Avada!

It seemed to be related to mental power, but it went far beyond mental power, and was somewhat similar to Horcrux magic—but the structure of Horcrux magic could only make Avada feel complicated and chaotic, while the structure that was now in front of him had an amazing beauty, as if it were the opposite of Horcrux.

"Professor Baker, did you really create this magic yourself?"

He asked in a daze.

"I never said that."

Professor Baker replied lightly, "How could I possibly create such complex and wondrous magic by myself? It is the culmination of the hard work and wisdom of countless generations. I merely, as a later entrant, sifted those crystallizations from the dust of history and pieced them together."

"Does it have a name? This magic?"

"Hmm...not yet."

After a moment's thought, Professor Baker replied, "But if you really want to give this magic a name..."

"How about we call it 'Repentance'?"

repent?!

Upon hearing the name, Baron was only puzzled for a moment as to why such a name would be chosen, while Avada was struck dumb and almost lost control of his expression.

Repentance is the only way in the original story to reunite a broken soul!

Professor Baker even named this spell "Confession." What does that mean? Could it be that besides extracting souls, this spell can also forcibly restore broken souls, completely disabling Horcruxes?!

If that's really the case...

"Alright, it's getting late, you should head back."

Just as he was pondering, Professor Baker's voice came again: "You can rest for the next few days and recharge your energy before preparing for the final battle."

"Relax, don't put too much pressure on yourself. For you, defeating 'the other me' is actually the easiest part of your efforts over the past few months... Think about all the preparations you've made, the weaknesses I told you about, and this spatial magic... I dare say, if you were caught completely off guard, you could give Professor Dumbledore a real surprise!"

Good grief, the plan to easily take down an Auror and arrive at Dumbledore's side has been downgraded to a prank-like "surprise"...

"Let's set the operation for this Sunday. We can also rest for three days, which probably won't be enough time for the fake Professor Baker to notice anything unusual." Baron clapped his hands and looked at Avada with a questioning gaze.

"no problem."

(End of this chapter)