"Mr Collins, are you trying to create a spell that can reshape a body?" Slughorn asked in a shaken tone.
"That's exactly what I'm thinking."
Andy nodded and said, "To be more precise, it is to make the body magical."
"Since Voldemort can reshape his body, it means that magic can create a body."
"In that case, as long as the conditions are met, it may not be difficult to regenerate a severed limb."
After a pause, Andy continued, "But... I want to do more than that."
"Magic can create a body."
"Voldemort proved it personally."
"In other words, magic can create a living, breathing body!"
"Based on this premise, as long as the soul is immortal, we can use magic to create an infinite number of bodies, thereby attaining immortality."
"Professor, what do you think?"
Immortality. This is Andy's dream.
Today, this dream is no longer out of reach.
As long as Andy can transform Voldemort's resurrection ritual into a spell that can be cast, Andy will be able to live forever in the true sense of the word.
The soul is immortal, and so is the magic.
The body can also be reproduced infinitely!
"Hiss——"
Slughorn let out a cold breath.
He looked at Andy in shock, and a flash of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.
In a way, what Andy had in mind seemed feasible.
Andy's mind, soul, and magic powers had become one. That astral form Andy called 'True Soul' is a true living ghost.
How long can a ghost survive?
In theory, a ghost can exist forever!
Of course, that's a dead ghost.
No one knows how long Andy's True Soul can 'live'. Once Andy physically dies, perhaps Andy's True Soul will become a real ghost.
But...
What if Andy's body can also exist indefinitely?
Slughorn knows what this means.
It meant that Andy would become a powerful, immortal being.
How could that not be terrifying?
If the body is alive, the soul cannot die.
If the soul is immortal, the body can be infinitely recreated.
As long as the magic exists, it is an endless cycle.
At this point, Slughorn was truly a little scared.
He felt his heart grow cold.
He could not judge how powerful the Andy in front of him would grow.
Even just the present Andy...
Slughorn even felt that even if he used the Killing Curse to hit the young wizard in front of him, he might not be able to kill him.
Unless it was the Killing Curse cast by Voldemort himself!
Slughorn liked young wizards with outstanding talent very much, and he had taught many such students.
But...
This was the second time he had been afraid of someone's talent.
In fact, the feeling he got from Andy was even creepier than the one given off by Voldemort.
People are always afraid of the unknown.
Looking at Andy in front of him, Slughorn couldn't help but take a step back.
At this moment, he missed Dumbledore a little.
"Professor? What's wrong?" Andy tilted his head and smiled at Slughorn.
"N-nothing!"
Slughorn wiped the imaginary sweat from his forehead.
He regretted having pointed Andy this direction.
He could hardly fathom what kind of monster he had guided.
"That's an amazing idea."
Slughorn said, trying to calm his slightly shaken heart. "But it's difficult. If spells could solve everything, we wouldn't need to study potions and alchemy."
"There are always things that spells can't do."
"Do you know the Felix Felicis?"
With that, Slughorn walked over to his desk and picked up a potion vial.
"This is it."
"It brings you good luck for a certain period of time."
"Of course, that's just what it says on the label."
"The real effect of the Felix Felicis is to improve all your abilities across the board. Social skills, magical abilities, reflexes, perception, and so on."
"That's why it can help people in all sorts of situations."
After putting the potion back, Slughorn continued, "This is something a spell can't do."
Andy's eyelids twitched.
Felix Felicis is truly a treasure, and Andy has longed to get his hands on it for a long time.
However, the process of making it is extremely complicated, and it takes about half a year, so Andy has never attempted to make it.
Unexpectedly, Slughorn has Felix Felicis!
Hmm... should I steal it?
Andy felt a little tempted.
"I'm going to use it as a prize in the next Slug Club meeting."
Slughorn continued. "Whoever can brew the required potion the fastest will get it."
Andy: "..."
What a clever old fox!
Andy understood what this old guy was saying.
He didn't want to offend Andy.
But he also didn't want to continue giving Andy any more guidance.
It was clear that he was a little scared now.
After all, he had already trained Voldemort, a Dark Lord.
That was why he had brought out the Felix Felicis Potion.
This potion could enhance one's abilities in every way. Once one's abilities had been enhanced, one would naturally be able to solve the problems that had been plaguing them.
Perfect!
Andy smiled, and without pursuing the issue of the resurrection ritual, he asked another question, "Professor, have you drunk the Felix Felicis before?"
"Twice,"
Slughorn smirked. "Once when I was 24 and once when I was 57."
As for what he did after taking the Felix Felicis, Slughorn didn't say, and Andy didn't intend to ask.
"Thank you, Professor."
Andy said, then got up and continued, "I won't disturb you anymore, and I wish you a lovely weekend."
***
After leaving Slughorn's office, Andy went to the Astronomy Tower alone and found a place to sit on the floor.
From Slughorn's reaction, he obviously agreed that Andy's idea was feasible.
Otherwise, he would not have been so scared.
"Felix Felicis..."
Andy frowned slightly.
He hoped that Felix Felicis would bring some inspiration.
Without thinking about it anymore, Andy took a deep breath and opened the system panel.
The attributes on the left side remained unchanged.
The attributes on the right side, however, had undergone significant changes.
[True Soul: 6]
[Constitution: 5]
[Thinking: 5]
[Will: 7]
The original five attributes had become four.
The attribute [Soul] had disappeared, and the original attribute [Magic] had become the [True Soul] attribute.
'Did it change according to my thoughts?' Andy wondered to himself.
After a few moments, Andy closed the system panel.
"Phew,"
He let out a breath.
There was no point in dwelling on certain things.
The secrets of magic, the secrets of the world, the secrets of the system.
There were too many secrets in this world, and the only thing Andy could do now was to unravel them bit by bit.
After all, immortality was no longer out of reach.
Once he has solved the body problem, Andy will have unlimited time to solve these mysteries.
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