bacchusnovels Chapter 155 The Eternal Twilight
Chapter 155 The Eternal Twilight
Chapter 155 The Eternal Twilight
"You didn't sell that book, did you?" Sean looked at the two suspiciously, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
This book can be bought anywhere in the Muggle world, and it doesn't have his signature, so why sell it?
However, the two unexpected paper assignments silenced the Weasley brothers.
The entire process was restored to order.
Unlike the regular Plants vs. Zombies game, this game can be played by two people.
One person is a wizard who buys plants to protect Hogwarts School based on sunlight.
Yes, Sean turned Dave's house into a miniature Hogwarts Castle.
The other side can act as the zombie side, and can randomly obtain a certain number and type of zombies each round. They can choose which lane to place the zombies on based on the progress of the game.
First, choose your side based on the outcome of rock-paper-scissors.
After the Weasley brothers played the same rock-paper-scissors seven or eight times in a row, Sean had no choice but to decide to make his own arrangements—George would control the wizards, and Fred would control the zombies.
And so, the first Plants vs. Zombies game in the wizarding world began.
"George made a wise choice by planting a sunflower in the last row with fifty suns."
Since Lee Jordan was unfamiliar with the rules of this new game, only Shawn himself could provide commentary for the game.
"Fred released a regular zombie on the path without sunflowers. I guess he wanted to take advantage of the fact that George was currently out of the sunlight and quickly break through the gates of Hogwarts."
Upon hearing that someone wanted to break down the "gates of Hogwarts," several young Gryffindor wizards below the stage glared angrily at Fred, who was controlling the "zombie."
Fred, however, paid them no heed. He kept muttering something incoherently. Sean leaned closer and listened carefully, only to realize that he was saying, "Faster, faster, quicker, go faster..."
Clearly, Fred was not satisfied with the zombies' pace of advance.
In his opinion, this zombie was even lazier than the fat rat in Ron's cage.
Not only Fred, but George was also reciting the same words. He even thought about asking Professor Snape for some growth potion to sprinkle on the sunflower on the chessboard... provided that he had the courage to go to Snape.
Finally, when the zombie had slowly made its way halfway, the long-awaited sunlight finally appeared on the sunflower.
Fred glared at the slacking zombie, while George breathed a sigh of relief. He used his newly saved sunlight to exchange for a cream puff pod and planted it in the last row of the path where the zombie was.
Puff pods are a magical plant that produces large, pink pods filled with shimmering beans that bloom instantly when they come into contact with any solid object.
Its spores can cause dizziness, so in the game, the puff pod will shoot spores at the zombies, and the zombies will be briefly stunned when they are hit.
So, before the zombies even reached the puff pastry pods...
Fred watched helplessly as the zombie's head rolled to the ground.
The game is still in full swing.
During this time, George planted thorny bushes, spiky willows, datura, poisonous tentacles, and other plants, but he was still defeated by Fred's sea-based tactics because he was not familiar with the role of each plant in the game and did not plan the use of sunlight well.
Twenty minutes had passed when the two finished the game.
The two were still not satisfied and wanted to play another round, but they looked at the eager eyes of their classmates below the stage.
The two people tactfully stepped off the stage.
They didn't want to incur public wrath.
After Sean Wen selected several groups of young wizards with the best posture and the most eager hands to demonstrate, the class gradually came to an end.
Before the get out of class ended, Sean gave a summary of the lesson.
"As usual, five sets of alchemy tools will be placed with the class representative. If any students want to try it, they can register with the class representative. Remember, do not damage the cards or the chessboard."
"As for students who achieve excellent results in the final exam of Herbalism, I will give them an extra reward."
As the saying goes, "Give a plum in return for a peach."
He hasn't done anything for Professor Sprout since he came to this school.
This is why Hogwarts doesn't teach KPIs; otherwise, Professor Sprout's Herbalism class would have undergone a complete transformation by the end of the year.
As for the reward, Sean had already thought it through.
He will add mod permissions to the alchemy items of the top-ranked wizards, which means enabling gameplay modes such as endless mode, challenge mode, and creative mode.
He believed there was no reward more appealing to the young wizard than this.
So, after class, thanks to the enthusiastic promotion by the Gryffindor and Slytherin wizards, the news of Professor Sean's new game spread like wildfire throughout every corner of Hogwarts.
Whether it's the towering towers, Snape's Potions classroom hidden underground, or even the Quidditch pitch far from the main castle, you can hear the students' enthusiastic discussions.
All the young wizards who had enrolled in Muggle Studies and were in their third year or above were eagerly anticipating Professor Sean's classes, and surprisingly, they were no longer as afraid as they had been about the rumors of the zombies in the Chamber of Secrets.
night.
As night fell, the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts was shrouded in a mysterious black veil. Moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting dappled patterns of silvery light on the winding paths.
In the forbidden forest, ancient trees stand tall, their branches and leaves swaying gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if telling ancient secrets.
The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and faint fragrance of grass and trees, and occasionally a trace of mysterious magic could be detected. This scent was especially noticeable in the forbidden forest at night, inspiring awe in all who heard it.
Meanwhile, Sean, dressed in a black robe, walked silently along the path deep in the Forbidden Forest, seemingly blending into the night.
If you look closely, you can see that he is also holding a black-covered diary in his left hand.
After looking around and confirming that he was far away from the centaur tribe, Sean found an open space, stood there, took out some remaining life potions from his pocket, and sprinkled them on his diary.
As time passed, a faint green light began to emanate from the black cover of the diary. Then, Riddle's figure emerged from the diary, kneeling beside Sean.
Today is the day Sean decides to help Riddle devour the souls within the other Horcruxes.
To prevent Dumbledore from noticing the fluctuations generated by the Horcruxes during this process, he deliberately went deep into the Forbidden Forest.
"Sign it." Sean produced a scroll from somewhere and placed it in front of Riddle.
The contract appeared even more worn under the faint green light, covered with densely written clauses, each one seemingly extremely important.
This is a master-servant contract that Sean specially redeemed from the system shop. Its most special feature is that if he dies one day, Riddle, as his servant, will also die immediately.
Of course, it also contains some of the promises Sean made to Riddle at the beginning.
This contract tightly bound the fates of the two people together.
It's no wonder Sean went to such lengths; without this contract, he simply couldn't fully trust Riddle—and the reason for all this was that Riddle was too obedient, which made him somewhat suspicious.
Therefore, he used a precious system opportunity to redeem this contract and deepen the relationship between the two.
Sean squinted at Riddle's expression; if anything seemed amiss, he would send Riddle to meet his ancestor, the old Slytherin.
Everything was proceeding exactly as Sean had envisioned.
Riddle didn't sign it without even looking at it (which would only make Sean more cautious). His gaze slowly moved across the contract, as if he were reading through the densely packed clauses one by one.
Riddle's face appeared somewhat pale in the dim green light. Sean noticed that Riddle's brows were slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that he was puzzled or confused by certain terms, but he did not show any aversion or rejection, and simply read them in silence.
After a while, Riddle looked up at Sean.
His eyes revealed a complex emotion, a mixture of helplessness and relief. Then, under Sean's gaze, he pressed his handprint on it.
After doing all this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. It meant that Sean could continue to trust Riddle, and Riddle no longer had to worry that Sean was just making empty promises to deceive him.
Sean displayed the Ravenclaw tiara that he had prepared beforehand.
It was merely there; he didn't know how to make the souls devour each other, nor could he offer any help.
Everything that follows will depend on Riddle's own efforts.
All he can do is act as a "protector".
Riddle gave Sean a deep look, then turned and slowly walked toward the crown.
The Ravenclaw crown lay silently on the ground, emitting a soft glow, as if awaiting Riddle's arrival. Riddle's steps were slow, but exceptionally firm.
With every step he took, it seemed as if he were moving towards his destiny.
As he approached, the crown seemed to sense something and began to emit a soft silver light. Riddle stood before the crown, took a deep breath, and then slowly and carefully reached out to touch the magical crown.
The moment his fingers gently touched the crown, its light suddenly brightened, illuminating the surroundings instantly.
Riddle's figure gradually blurred in the intense light, as if he were merging with the crown.
His figure gradually collided with the crown. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the crown's light became even more dazzling, enveloping Riddle's entire body.
Then, his figure disappeared into the crown, as if he had been swallowed up by it.
Silence fell once more after Riddle's figure disappeared into the crown.
The intense light gradually subsided, leaving only the crown emitting a faint but steady glow.
Sean stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the crown.
Is that how it ends?
Sean had no idea what Riddle was going through at that moment; he could only wait silently.
Gradually, just as Sean was getting a little anxious, a shrill scream suddenly came from inside the crown, and then the crown's light suddenly changed again.
It began to tremble slightly, emitting a soft and warm light, before gradually dimming.
Before long, a figure began to emerge from the crown's radiance.
That was Riddle, though he looked a bit pale and older.
Voldemort was turning Ravenclaw's tiara into a Horcrux shortly after he graduated, before he sought a position as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
During his job interview, he stuffed the Ravenclaw tiara into the Room of Requirement.
Therefore, he must have been around twenty years old at that time.
Next, Sean placed the second Horcrux, the Slytherin locket, in front of Riddle.
Before letting Riddle in, Sean reluctantly used his last few system attempts to exchange for a bottle of life potion and poured it onto Riddle's diary.
Riddle's complexion also became much rosier.
Riddle gave Sean a grateful look before stepping back into Slytherin's locket.
What happened next was similar to what had just happened.
This time, however, Riddle came out earlier, and he looked much better and more mature than before.
The third item is Hufflepuff's golden cup.
Sean reluctantly put it on the ground.
He once wondered why Voldemort turned the things left behind by the three founders into Horcruxes, while Gryffindor's sword was spared.
Was it destined that something would happen from that moment on?
This time, Sean silently kept track of the time in his mind.
It took less than three minutes from the time Riddle went in to the time he came out.
When Riddle emerged, beaming, he was still in a daze.
"Master," Riddle bowed respectfully to Sean, "I have finished."
Sean paused for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, Riddle. You look great."
"Yes, Master," Riddle replied, his voice revealing an undisguised excitement. "I feel full of power, as if I have been reborn."
Sean smiled slightly; he knew this was because Riddle's soul was gradually being completed.
He felt a sense of relief, knowing that his efforts had not been in vain.
Just as Sean was about to put the now-dull Hufflepuff cup into his pocket, it suddenly moved.
It didn't simply tremble or roll, but instead took flight and hovered in mid-air.
Sean and Riddle were stunned, watching as the golden cup slowly rose before their eyes.
"What's going on?" Sean asked in surprise.
Riddle looked equally bewildered. "I don't know either. This is the first time I've ever seen something like this."
The golden cup spun a few times in the air before suddenly flying deeper into the forbidden forest.
Sean and Riddle exchanged a glance and chased after them without hesitation.
They walked through the dense forest, closely following the gleam of the golden cup.
Deep within the Forbidden Forest, the trees grew denser and the light dimmer, but the light from the golden cup shone like a beacon, guiding them forward.
Finally, the golden cup stopped in front of a huge tree. Under Sean's unsuspecting gaze, it simply disappeared into a hollow in the tree. Sean and Riddle exchanged glances; this scene was clearly beyond their expectations.
"What should we do?" Riddle looked at Sean, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Sean took a deep breath and composed himself. "Let's go in and see. The golden cup is clearly guiding us."
Since Riddle had only recently recovered, spending even a short time outside would deplete his energy, so Sean put Riddle back into his diary.
Sean stood alone in front of the huge tree hole, feeling a mysterious and ancient aura emanating from him.
The tree hollow was pitch black, like an entrance to an unknown world.
Sean took his wand out of his pocket and whispered "Flash of Light." The tip of the wand immediately emitted a faint light, barely illuminating the dark tree hole.
Sean followed the path down the tree hole, only to find it deep and bottomless, like a mysterious passage leading to the earth's core.
He felt a strong attraction, as if the golden cup was beckoning him from the bottom of the cave.
He cautiously peered into the tree hollow, the soil beneath his feet seemingly still carrying the fragrance of the tree. Along the steep cave wall, he gripped the trunk tightly with both hands, his body pressed against the slippery wall, and slowly moved downwards.
The cave was filled with the damp smell of earth, mixed with the scent of unknown plants, which made him somewhat wary.
Occasionally, water droplets would quietly slide down from the cave ceiling, landing on his cheeks and bringing a refreshing sensation.
This is a completely unknown place.
Sean had never heard of such a place as Forbidden Arts.
This is strange, though. The forbidden arts are unimaginably vast. People from the outside world can even pass through the forbidden arts to come to Hogwarts. And among these hundreds of schools, there are also many wizards who have lost their way in the forbidden arts.
Thinking of this, Sean's heart began to race, as if every step he took was leading him closer to some unknown secret or a hidden danger.
If you were to ask Sean why he would risk his life...
Part of it stemmed from my inner curiosity, and the other part from my resentment at losing something.
With such a "big" golden cup flying away, anyone would let it go.
As he delved deeper into the cave, the air gradually became fresher, as if it had been filtered through layers of filters, and all the filth had been purified.
Sean gradually felt a mysterious power quietly permeating the cave, a power that was both gentle and powerful, as if it could dispel all fear and anxiety.
The golden cup's glow flickered in the distance, guiding Sean in the right direction.
Finally, after a long and tense descent, Sean's feet touched solid ground.
At that moment, an indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.
The prolonged suspension and tense descent had made his muscles somewhat stiff, but the feeling of his feet touching solid ground instantly relaxed him a lot.
He looked around and found himself standing in a vast field.
Golden waves of wheat swayed gently in the breeze, releasing a faint aroma. In the distance, the setting sun cast its golden rays across the fields, draping the land in a breathtaking golden cloak.
Everything was so beautiful and peaceful... except, why is it daytime?!
He clearly remembered that it was still pitch black outside before he entered that mysterious tree hole.
He looked up at the sky, where the setting sun was slowly sinking, turning the horizon a fiery red.
This clearly contradicts his previous memories, as if time has somehow become disordered here.
Sean frowned, a strange sense of peace welling up inside him.
He began to wonder if he was like the story of the game of "Rotten Chess Fate," where he had only been climbing in the tree hole for a short while, but in reality, several factories had passed by.
Or perhaps he traveled through time again and arrived in another world?
Or... has he been drawn into a more complex and unknown magical realm? Is this farmland, this sunset, some kind of magical manifestation?
A jumble of speculations swirled in Sean's mind, weighing heavily on his heart. Determined to find answers, he decided to delve deeper into the farmland.
Sean followed the field carefully, taking each step cautiously, afraid of missing any possible clues.
He carefully observed the surrounding scenery and creatures, hoping to find some details that were unique to him.
Aside from the unusual sunset and wheat fields, he was surprised to find that the other creatures and plants here were remarkably similar to the world he knew.
The wheat ears in the wheat field swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound; cattle and sheep grazed leisurely on the hillside, occasionally letting out a few low moans.
These ordinary and familiar scenes made Sean relax a little, but his doubts did not diminish.
As he delved deeper into his exploration, a strange phenomenon caught his attention.
Wherever he went, the sunset always remained within his sight.
The fiery red sun seemed to be gradually sinking as usual, instead remaining near the horizon.
The entire farmland was shrouded in an eternal twilight...