Chapter 377: Chapter 377: Dimensional Anchor
Alaric continued to explain calmly, "However, is there a spell that can prevent any form of spatial transfer magic? I combined the Anti-Disapparition Jinx with Muggle theories of gravitational waves to create a new spell.
Once cast, it generates a spatial entity that continuously exerts strong interference on the surrounding space.
This interference makes the space quite stable, preventing any attempts to open a spatial gateway that connects the space around the entity to other dimensions. It's as if a heavy anchor has been placed beneath the ship of space."
"I call this spell—Dimensional Anchor."
In fact, a spell like the Dimensional Anchor—or rather, such a technique—exists in many planes, though the principles or methods of production might vary slightly.
In the world of Dungeons & Dragons, the Dimensional Anchor is a fourth-level spell that counters teleportation spells.
In science fiction worlds like Stellaris, Dimensional Anchor technology is used for interdimensional travel; through the anchor, demons from other dimensions can establish stable portals by targeting the plane of the "Fourth Cataclysm."
Alaric's Dimensional Anchor spell could achieve the same effect if used differently and the interference waves of the spatial entity were slightly modified.
In the fantasy world of World of Warcraft, where magical technology exists, there is also a Dimensional Anchor, originating from the Burning Legion that invaded Azeroth. It similarly anchors space to facilitate the establishment of portals.
From preventing the establishment of portals to assisting in their creation, the Dimensional Anchor is a highly practical spell, with a relatively high prevalence across different dimensions.
Its relative simplicity (in comparison) has led to independent inventions in many planes.
To defeat Voldemort once and for all, Alaric successfully invented this spell on his own.
Of course, within the magical system of the Harry Potter world, creating a Dimensional Anchor is far more difficult than in worlds like Dungeons & Dragons.
If it were merely a fourth-level spell here, Alaric wouldn't need to go through so much trouble, first stealthily using illusion magic to blind Voldemort's perception without him realizing, after all, wasn't it to prevent Voldemort from escaping as soon as he sensed danger when Alaric set up the Dimensional Anchor?
However, the reality now is that he succeeded.
Amidst the mutual scheming and intrigue, Voldemort was successfully lured to Azkaban by Alaric and remained there until Alaric completed the Dimensional Anchor.
Though Voldemort was still destined to be the loser in this war, with his magic and the completed Horcrux ritual, even if all his minions were defeated and his Horcruxes utterly destroyed, he could still escape at the last moment—at least allowing his soul to escape.
But now, he had no chance left.
In a sealed-off space, Voldemort's only effective means of escape was lost, and other methods of fleeing through non-spatial magic, such as turning into smoke or flying… might have had a slim chance in other circumstances, but in the isolated Azkaban, these methods were simply suicidal in the face of Alaric.
On the vast ocean, there was no room for Voldemort to maneuver; trying to shake off Alaric, who could transform into a dragon, before crossing the boundless sea was pure fantasy.
"So, Voldemort, you cannot escape!"
Finally, Alaric made his concluding statement.
Gasps and cheers erupted from both sides of the battlefield, followed by a sudden silence.
Voldemort's grim expression plunged the battlefield into an eerie stillness.
"You speak lies," he said, his red eyes wide open. "Why would I run? I am the invincible Dark Lord, the only wizard who has conquered death. You cannot defeat me!"
Hearing this, the morale on the Ministry of Magic's side dipped considerably, while the Death Eaters finally found their excitement.
Voldemort's resurrection indeed weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.
Who could confidently claim victory over an opponent who had mysteriously resurrected after being dead for over a decade? What if he returned once more after another decade?
However, Alaric's words turned the atmosphere around.
"Stop pretending," he said straightforwardly. "Shouldn't you have guessed by now?
Your means of conquering death—no, just clever tricks to evade death—your Horcruxes have all been destroyed by me, haven't they?"
Horcrux? What is that?
Could it be that Alaric has seen through and cracked the secret of Voldemort's resurrection?
Both sides of wizards on the battlefield were bewildered, with only a few adept in dark magic understanding.
Voldemort's words confirmed this point.
"You… you really know about this..." Voldemort's face twisted in rage, shock, and despair, but more than anything, it was disbelief.
"But… how is that possible? Are you trying to use some trick to humiliate me… how ridiculous… don't think that just because you know a few of my insignificant secrets you can deceive me!"
"You've been fooled by me enough already, haven't you?" Alaric mocked. "Since you won't cry until you see the coffin, I'll have to let reality make you feel despair."
Saying this, he waved his hand.
Behind him, the girls nodded to one another, and then Hermione stepped forward first.
She took out her beaded bag and pulled out two golden, half-moon-shaped metallic fragments.
It was easy to see that these broken pieces could fit together to form a ring without a gemstone, and there were signs of cutting and corrosion at the break points.
"From the Gaunt family mansion, a ring that symbolizes your mother's lineage—one of your Horcruxes has been destroyed. I shattered it with my own hands," the girl explained briefly.
No words could match the power of tangible evidence.
Though they still didn't understand what Horcruxes were, the wizards could tell from Alaric and Voldemort's conversation that these so-called Horcruxes were likely the source of Voldemort's resurrection abilities.
Could it be that this girl, who was as young as Alaric, really destroyed Voldemort's Horcrux?
They looked towards Voldemort.
From the grim expression on Voldemort's face, it was clear that the answer was affirmative.
"This... is only one of them." Voldemort remained defiant. "You don't think I would be foolish enough not to leave a backup, do you?"
"Indeed, you are a cautious person," Alaric waved his hand again. "So, let's continue to see."
Hermione stepped back among her companions, and then another tall, silver-haired, alluring girl walked out from among them.
In her hand, she held a golden pendant.
At the bottom of the pendant was a broken locket box, and on the lid was an "S" made of emeralds.
Voldemort was immediately stunned.
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