Saint Potter?
Isn't that the nickname I gave him?
"Of course, I didn't expect that jerk to be any decent sacrifice, I just..."
As she spoke, Vivi pulled a necklace from Grindelwald, with an egg-sized green gemstone embedded in the center.
"This is the Emerald Gemstone Necklace from Ancient Egypt, said to be an ornament from the Egyptian Death God Anubis." Vivi handed the gemstone necklace to Lady Death, "Take a look."
Harry immediately recognized the necklace; wasn't it the one he and Vivi seized at the Fire Ash Snake headquarters?
Anyway, at least that's what the Fire Ash Snake Leader said, but Harry wasn't interested in these things, so he left it in Vivi's vault.
At the same time, Vivi hugged Harry's arm.
"What's up?" Harry asked softly.
"Restoring magic power," Vivi whispered back.
Death took the necklace, glanced over it, and nodded, "Indeed, it is an item from Anubis's dog, just barely acceptable as a sacrifice."
"Alright, now to answer the first question." Lady Death glanced at Harry, "But before that, I want to talk to you about Pabi Swedding, about her body."
"What happened to her?" Harry asked anxiously.
Vivi and Cassandra also raised their heads, eager to hear what Lady Death had to say about Pabi.
Newt, not daring to delay, turned and quickly ran outside, shouting as he went, "I'll go find her!"
Soon enough, Pabi was brought back to the Alchemy Room by Newt.
Pabi, looking curiously around, didn't know what her nephew brought her here for.
"Hi, Harry, Vivi... oh, and Cassandra." Pabi greeted each of them until she saw Death.
At the first sight of Death, Pabi quickly let out a small sound, hiding behind Harry, who was sitting on the bench, peeking out her little head to secretly observe Death.
"Why...why are you here?" Pabi asked fearfully.
Harry was stunned.
Pabi knew Death too?
"You're swift at running away, almost as quick as the French I've encountered."
Death's words left Pabi and Mr. Leme in silence.
Mr. Leme now just wants to learn Time Magic, go back to WWII, and teach those unworthy offspring a lesson.
My goodness, the French reputation is completely ruined.
"If I were you, Miss Swedding," Death said slowly, "I would now be sticking to that Potter—just like Miss Malfoy and Miss Grindelwald. Haven't you noticed it's increasingly difficult to control the Magic Magus form?"
"Eh? Really?" Pabi stretched her head and asked.
Death didn't respond, merely giving her an exasperated look.
Do you really not know?
"Let me explain it then." Mr. Leme sighed, "Miss Swedding certainly should spend more time with Harry, she indeed needs the help of the Magic Stone."
"Exactly."
Lady Death finally smiled.
"But... it is tough to make such a choice, isn't it?"
It's truly hard not to find it entertaining, with Cassandra sitting on Harry's left, Vivi on the right, and now Vivi clinging to his arm to restore magic power, while Cassandra remained her usual proud self.
"Go on, Auntie Pabi!" Newt encouraged Pabi softly.
Pabi moved in front of Harry, putting away her horn.
She looked at Cassandra and found that Cassandra had one hand gripping Harry's arm tightly, with a clear expression of refusal—impossible.
Oh well, she lunged forward and nestled into Harry's embrace.
"Share a bit with me—hehehe... share a bit..."
"Hehehe..." She let out a successful giggle, "Let's decide it this way—from now on, Cassandra on the left, Vivi on the right, and I'll be in the middle..."
Just as Cassandra and Vivi prepared to unite against her, Mr. Leme suddenly spoke again.
"I've long told Miss Swedding that a half-ghost like her can restore her physical body with the help of the Magic Stone..."
Originally about to scratch Pabi's chin, Vivi suddenly looked up, unsure: "What did you say, Mr. Leme? Pabi, she's a Ghost?!"
Cassandra also looked at Mr. Leme, eager to understand Pabi's condition.
However, Pabi lowered her head, burying herself into Harry's chest, unwilling to lift her head and see anyone in the room.
"I'm sorry for concealing it for so long," Mr. Leme said regretfully, "but that's the truth. Miss Swedding had an accident while practicing the Magic Mage, thus maintaining a state between ghost and unicorn."
"Is this true? Pabi?" Harry asked urgently.
He lowered his head, wanting to reach out and touch Pabi's head, only to find that his hands were held in arms, unable to move...
"Yes." Pabi lowered her head like a pony, persistently nudging Harry's belly, mumbling: "Of course, it's true, absolutely true... I was planning to have Mr. Leme keep it a secret, but who knew he's so bad at holding secrets."
"It's for your own good, Miss Swedding," Mr. Leme said leisurely, "this matter needs addressing soon—do you want to remain trapped in this unicorn guise forever?"
"Pabi," Vivi spoke softly, "is Mr. Leme telling the truth?"
"Yes." Pabi nodded, a stream of shimmering light passed over her, and a Hufflepuff beauty appeared in her place.
This ghost was semi-transparent—clearly different from the school's regular ghosts.
"Restoring a ghost's body is challenging," Mr. Leme said with a smile, "but Miss Swedding's case is peculiar. You could say she is dead, but it's not quite accurate to call her dead... When Miss Swedding attempted the Magic Magus, she failed due to insufficient magical power, so the Magic Stone can help her rebuild her body."
"And what about others?" Harry remembered Sebastian.
"Only she can." Mr. Leme said regretfully.
Seeing Pabi's ghostly form, neither Cassandra nor Vivi had anything to say.
Oh well...
One more doesn't make a difference, one less doesn't matter...
Besides, a ghost couldn't be as threatening as a Grindelwald/Malfoy, right?
With that in mind, Vivi and Cassandra exchanged glances in front of Harry...
"I think you should be paying more attention to Pabi."
Harry felt he could hardly breathe with the overwhelming pressure on his sides.
He felt like he was in the strongest winds of a storm, like a duckweed swaying being battered by two fierce gusts.
But to Vivi's surprise, moments after squeezing Harry, Cassandra abruptly released him.
"I think Potter's right." Cassandra turned her head to Mr. Leme, "In comparison to siphoning some life energy, I believe that Pabi's current situation needs more care—after all, I'm not some unscrupulous cat stealing affection, I wouldn't just..."
She lowered her head, looking at Harry still held in Vivi's arms.
Harry's arm was squished out of shape!
"Constantly clinging to a half-grown child, even forgetting one's good friend—after all, I'm not harboring some unspeakable peculiar fetish."
Without waiting for Vivi to retort, she asked Mr. Leme, "Tell us about Pabi, Mr. Leme—I believe there is someone more in need of help in this room... Is this why she can't eat?"
"Yes," Mr. Leme nodded, "though reshaping Miss Swedding's body will require some special methods."
"What are they?" Harry raised his head to ask.
At this moment, Vivi also released his arm.
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