Chương 10: Chapter- 8 Gaunt Villa.... Sort of?
Six hours later, Jason received an alert from the system.
[Location of the Gaunt Villa has been located. A portal can be opened.]
Excitement surged through him, knowing that one of Voldemort's Horcruxes lay within this villa. Without wasting a moment, he instructed the system to open the portal.
As he stepped through the shimmering gateway, Jason found himself transported to the dilapidated Gaunt Villa. However, his initial enthusiasm was quickly dampened by the sight before him. Rather than a grand villa, the structure resembled little more than a decrepit shed, its walls crumbling and its roof barely intact.
Jason couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. "This is the Gaunt Villa?" he muttered, surveying the decrepit building with a critical eye. "It looks more like a ramshackle hut than a villa."
System: [User you can now put things in your dimensional space and analyze things and allows control over things in the space.]
A sly grin spread across Jason's face as a daring idea took root. If he could analyze objects within his dimensional space, why not the entire hut itself?
After Jason commanded the system to put the dilapidated Gaunt villa into his dimensional space, an unexpected notification appeared:
[It will require 28,000 EP for this action. You have 87,000 EP right now.]
Jason felt the staggering 28,000 EP cost was exorbitantly high, but he didn't falter. Two invaluable objects lay within the decrepit Gaunt villa - the legendary Resurrection Stone and the cursed Gaunt family heirloom ring, now transformed into one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. However, Jason knew the whole villa itself was shrouded in a powerful curse - likely Voldemort's dark magic.
Steeling his resolve, Jason tapped into his vast 87,000 EP reserves and commanded the transfer sequence to begin. As the crumbling villa dissolved into the dimensional space, he meticulously guided every tendril of volatile magic, ensuring none slipped his grasp.
Immediately, a massive shimmering portal materialized before him, its oscillating edges pulsing with raw energy on an unprecedented scale. Jason could feel the immense power thrumming through the air, causing the very ground beneath his feet to tremble.
Slowly but surely, the Gaunt villa began to dematerialize, its physical form breaking down into a torrent of energy that surged through the portal.
"Now, let's see what secrets you've been hiding," Jason murmured, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he mentally entered the dimensional space.
Within the vast, empty expanse, the Gaunt villa stood before him. Jason wasted no time, immediately commanding the system to initiate a comprehensive analysis on the villa.
Four grueling hours passed as the system carried out its comprehensive analysis of the Gaunt villa within Jason's dimensional space. Finally, the notification he had been waiting for appeared - a detailed map highlighting the villa's layout and interior.
Jason studied the map intently, his brow furrowing as he noticed the substantial difference between the unassuming exterior and the sprawling, labyrinthine interior depicted. This was no mere decrepit hut; the villa's true expanse existed in mystical, extradimensional spaces woven with powerful enchantments.
Steeling himself, Jason projected his consciousness fully into the dimensional realm, materializing within the replica villa itself. The air was thick with ancient magic, causing the fine hairs on his arms to stand on end as he began navigating the winding corridors.
Progressing cautiously, Jason encountered a multitude of insidious traps and wards, each more devious than the last. Spectral flames danced across his path, while runic inscriptions etched into the stones pulsed with malevolent energy. Had it not been for the system's timely warnings, he surely would have triggered their lethal effects.
But Jason pressed on, his mind focused solely on his objective - locating the Gaunt family's heirloom ring, now corrupted into one of Voldemort's vile Horcruxes. The ring's dark aura called to him, beckoning like a siren's song amidst the villa's serpentine corridors.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of navigating treacherous passages, Jason found himself standing before a small, unassuming chamber. Yet the air within thrummed with an unmistakable intensity, causing the fine hairs on his neck to prickle with apprehension.
There, suspended in the center of the room, hovered an unremarkable-looking ring. But Jason knew better than to underestimate its innocuous appearance. This was no ordinary piece of jewelry – it was a vessel for a fragment of Voldemort's soul, a Horcrux imbued with the Dark Lord's twisted essence.
As Jason's gaze settled upon the ring, he felt an inexplicable pull, an insidious force that seemed to bypass his mental defenses entirely. His feet began moving of their own accord, carrying him towards the center of the chamber in a trancelike state.
Alarm bells rang in the back of his mind, but their warnings were muffled, drowned out by the ring's seductive allure. Jason's outstretched hand inched ever closer to the Horcrux, his fingers trembling with an almost feverish need to grasp the cursed artifact.
It was only through sheer force of will that he managed to halt his approach mere inches from the ring, his entire body quivering with the effort of resisting its thrall. Sweat beaded on his brow as he fought to regain control, drawing upon every ounce of his mental fortitude to erect his defenses once more.
With a ragged gasp, Jason finally broke free from the ring's insidious influence also with help from the system, staggering back several paces. His heart thundered in his chest as he glared at the innocuous-looking Horcrux with newfound trepidation.
Summoning forth his resolve, Jason began meticulously analyzing the ring and the not the stone because stone was something made by the death itself analyzing would cost a lot and he didn't bother with it there was no problem using it for anyone, so he didn't bother and for now he focuses on the array of curses and enchantments surrounding it. He would unravel every last strand of dark magic woven into this Horcrux, no matter how long it took.
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