69novels Chapter 100 I'm very interested in taboos, Professor
Chapter 100 I'm very interested in taboos, Professor
Chapter 100 I'm Very Interested in Taboos, Professor (Second Update)
It's your turn to make a bid, Professor.
When Orochimaru calmly uttered those words, Snape's eyes widened in disbelief.
He could hardly believe his ears, because he really couldn't imagine anyone in the world being able to be won over by both the Black King and the White King at the same time.
Even after accepting the Dark Lord's offer of recruitment, he still dared to turn around and say such offensive things to Dumbledore.
he----
Are you really not afraid of dying?
Snape took a small step back so he could get a full look at the arrogant boy.
He was so brave, braver than a Slytherin.
Dumbledore was also surprised by this answer.
He had assumed that Slyke Anguill would show him that he would never side with Voldemort.
Alternatively, Slack Anguilloch might conceal the fact that Voldemort had extended an olive branch to him, since Voldemort is now far inferior to him in terms of power.
But now—
"What do you want, Mr. Anguill?" Dumbledore asked calmly, without openly refusing.
Snape felt a little suffocated when he heard those words.
Orochimaru, however, felt fine.
The people in this world have a weaker killing intent, far less than the pressure he felt when he first resurrected the First and Second Hokage using the Impure World Reincarnation technique.
Thus, Orochimaru was able to think properly for the first time about what he really wanted.
To be honest, he wants a lot.
All of this is thanks to tonight's battle with Voldemort. In just a few words, the Dark Lord revealed too many secrets of this world.
"What is a miracle, Professor?"
Orochimaru raised his head and asked calmly.
"What does he have to do with the soul, Professor?"
Orochimaru sorted through his guesses and uttered the topic that interested him most: that absolutely forbidden word.
"What do they have to do with immortality and resurrection?"
Following the usual practice of his previous research, Orochimaru explained his conjecture.
"If I understood the secrets of miracles and the soul, could I truly live forever in this world? Could I truly reverse death and bring people back from another world?"
He didn't know if his impure world reincarnation was even possible in this world.
While ninjutsu can certainly be used, operations involving the soul must be handled with utmost caution.
Unlike the war-torn ninja world, he still had ample time to formulate his conjectures and verify them.
Dumbledore should have been surprised.
Such a difficult question would have taken Voldemort many years of study at Hogwarts before he would have truly become interested.
Young wizards who have just entered the school are only interested in the wonder of magic, engrossed in the outcome of Quidditch matches, and even obsessed with who will win the House Cup.
A miracle?
soul?
eternal life?
Reborn?
Compared to these profound and obscure questions, even the course on the history of magic became interesting.
However, Dumbledore, unusually, did not give a direct answer when faced with Orochimaru's question.
He knew the price Voldemort had offered—a price high enough to lead a talented young wizard astray.
"These Voldemors are all yours, son," Dumbledore's tone softened, "but his answer may not be correct."
Is your answer necessarily correct?
Orochimaru squinted, scrutinizing Dumbledore's face, but his mind drifted back to the night he first found Tobirama Senju's research notes.
Jiraiya was not in Konoha that night; his teacher, Sarutobi Sasuke, was attending a high-level meeting.
Danzo Shimura mysteriously approached him, asking him to evaluate whether the forbidden technique scroll he had seized from a rival ninja village was of research value.
How so?
The scroll depicting the forbidden technique called Impure World Reincarnation was extremely crude, filled with delusional speculation and rambling nonsense.
"If the enemy's illusions are extraordinary, I might be able to use the constantly resurrecting ninjas to control them in advance and render the enemy's illusions ineffective."
"Furthermore, after it fails, I can use the multiplicative detonating tags to directly eliminate the enemy."
Yes, after seeing this passage, Orochimaru was certain that it was Tobirama Senju's doing. He just didn't tell Danzo the answer directly.
Because that scroll, brimming with creative forbidden techniques, raised an interesting conjecture.
Do humans exist because of their physical bodies or their souls?
If it is the former, then why does chakra need to be refined with the help of spiritual power? Isn't that a way of refining the soul?
If it is the latter, why can't a person's soul be transferred to a new body after death, thus achieving immortality?
To put it more dramatically, why not summon the souls of the deceased and place them in new bodies?
Orochimaru was very curious about this and subsequently conducted many experiments on himself to verify Tobirama Senju's conjecture.
Humans exist because of their souls.
Humans can achieve immortality solely through their souls.
Humans can be reborn using their souls.
The answer, though not perfect, was a breakthrough enough, especially in the war-torn ninja world.
Moreover, some things went wrong afterward, and the research had to come to a standstill.
So Orochimaru was really curious. Even though he hadn't done any research yet, he wanted to know the world's views on the soul and Dumbledore's answer.
Even if it's incorrect, it's enough to inspire him and encourage him to take another step on the unfinished path.
He was really looking forward to it.
Dumbledore felt a little uncomfortable under Orochimaru's gaze. He turned his head slightly to look at Snape beside him and suddenly asked a question.
"Severus, what do you think? Have you done any research on this?"
Snape responded with silence.
He didn't want to answer such questions because he neither cared about immortality nor believed that people could be resurrected.
Dumbledore, on the other hand, had some space to think.
He spoke slowly, his tone very serious.
"What is a miracle? I cannot tell you," Dumbledore said immediately before Orochimaru could speak. "Because if I tell you the answer, you will never have the answer."
This answer is quite bizarre, and it's full of the style of the magical world.
What about the remaining two?
Orochimaru looked at Dumbledore curiously, waiting for his offer.
But the next moment, Dumbledore's aura completely changed. This was the first time he had shown his aura as the White Demon King without reservation in front of Orochimaru.
Its immense, irresistible aura was like that of a god.
The Wizard God.
Orochimaru silently turned his head away, avoiding the overwhelming pressure.
He was now certain of one thing: Professor Dumbledore, as the headmaster, was definitely not like his teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi.
He is a god, a god of wizards, like Hashirama Senju.
It took Orochimaru a while to regain his composure, then he raised his head and looked directly at Dumbledore without fear, awaiting his answer.
"This is taboo. I have already told you everything you are capable of knowing through Nicolas Flamel."
"That's a line, a line that can never be crossed."
"A little more than that————"
Dumbledore paused for a moment to make sure Orochimaru could hear his next warning, a warning without reservation.
"I will stop at nothing to erase your existence. There can never be another Voldemort in this world, do you understand, child?"
Understand?
Orochimaru looked at Dumbledore leisurely, then his expression turned serious.
"But Professor, crossing taboos is a wonderful thing, isn't it?"
He said this, but Dumbledore did not respond further.
He simply stared at Orochimaru indifferently, as if he were watching Voldemort, who was gradually being corrupted by desire.
Often, silence is the answer.
Snape couldn't stand the suffocating atmosphere, but before he could speak, Dumbledore's words came to him.
"Keep an eye on him, Severus," Dumbledore said, his expression more serious than ever before. "This concerns the future of Harry and the entire wizarding world."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore waved his hand and disappeared at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
The bright moon shone silently down at that moment, landing in front of Snape.
He first looked down at the clear moonlight, then sighed before turning back to look at Orochimaru.
As a Death Eater, he found it hard to imagine that a Slytherin would refuse Voldemort's offer.
As a professor, he also found it hard to imagine that anyone would so blatantly transgress the taboos set by Dumbledore.
In any case, Slack Anguiz has angered two of the most unapproachable people in the world tonight.
He is still able to breathe only because of his weakness.
"Is this the result you wanted? You could have phrased it differently, or even not mentioned it in front of Dumbledore at all."
Snape composed himself, looking at Slack Anguill, who was now nominally a student but in reality a prisoner under his guard.
This was Dumbledore's order, and he dared not disobey it for the time being.
"You were as reckless as a Gryffindor tonight."
Snape made this assessment and then said no more.
Because of Slack Anguill's behavior in front of Dumbledore tonight, he ruined all the privileges he could have received.
The person who should feel sadness and grief is Slack Anguiz.
Orochimaru, however, did not think so.
He gazed leisurely at Snape's silent back, then suddenly spoke, his words piercing Snape's soul like an ice pick.
"Don't you have anyone you want to resurrect, Professor?"