Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 247: The subjective game

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Under the night, is the dark world.

In the shadows that the stars and moon can’t reach, dangerous forces are gradually condensing.

An unknown fear is gaining momentum in the hands of the Dark Lord.

Just under a cliff a few miles away from Hogwarts Castle, there is a wizarding village much smaller than Hogsmeade.

In this village, only five families live next to each other.

Here, they opened up several pastures and fields, and lived a self-sufficient freehand life. Although they have lived here for generations, there are not many descendants, so the number of residents here has not increased much.

It's just that I've been here for a long time, but I also circled a small cemetery for the ancestors.

However, just tonight, in this small village that has been very idle all the year round, a group of dangerous elements appeared to cover their heads and faces. The head was actually a handsome young man.

"...Master, the werewolf has completely lost contact, and no one can be found."

In that cemetery, the most central members sat in a circle, bowed respectfully to the young man in the circle, and reported the recently captured news one by one.

They have just completely wiped out the five ordinary wizard families in the village. Under the effect of the spell, it was an invisible massacre.

At this moment, you can still see from here, the lights in the houses on the opposite side of the cemetery have been extinguished. The original warm family, but now there is only a strong breath of death.

On the periphery of the center members, dozens of ordinary wizard members who also wear cloaks are gathered together in scattered groups, silently waiting for the order to come.

Farther away, there are even a few non-witch members wandering aimlessly, such as those clumsy giants, or... a huge snake.

"Werewolves don’t care. Those guys are just like vampires. They are not reliable..." the young man said calmly, "Today’s action is very important. No more failures are allowed. Remember, we still have to test. !"

"...Be cautious, do you understand?"

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

The young man nodded slightly, then cast his gaze to the starry sky above his head.

"Next, I'm waiting for news..."

"Master, we are eager to know..." At this moment, a low voice suddenly asked, "I beg you to tell us...how did you accomplish this...this miracle...returning to us... …"

"Ah, it's a long story, Lucius," the young man smiled slightly, "this story begins and ends. It is related to the two boys, one of which is our current'ally'! "

He walked lazily to the periphery, the eyes of the entire circle fell on him, and the big snake slowly crawled beside him.

"Of course you know, they say Harry Potter is my nemesis, don't they?"

The handsome young voice said, eyes burning with black flames seemed to perceive the hearts of everyone here, and the black marks on everyone were beating like fire, making them almost screaming.

"You all know that on the night I lost my magic and sex, I wanted to kill him. His mother's death to save him inadvertently gave him some kind of protection, and I admit it was something I didn't expect Arrived...I can't touch that boy."

The young man stretched out the cold fingertips of a slender, pale finger across his temple, and a strange breath immediately rushed toward him.

The young man laughed, put down his fingers, and continued to tell the surrounding members.

"Friends, I admit that I miscalculated. My spell was stupidly sacrificed by the woman and bounced back to myself. Ah... The pain is more than everything, friends, nothing can resist it. . I was stripped away, worse than a ghost, worse than the humblest wandering soul..."

"But I'm still alive! What I am, I don't know until now... I, a person who has walked farther than anyone on the road to longevity. You know my goal to conquer death. Now I am tested, It seems that at least one or two of my experiments have worked...because I am not dead, even though the spell is fatal. However, I am as weak as the weakest creature and cannot help myself...I have no sex, And every spell that can help me requires the use of a magic wand..."

"I remember that in those days and nights that couldn't close my eyes, I just forced myself to live again and again every second... I hid in a remote forest, waiting... my loyal eating to death The disciples will definitely find a way to find me... There will definitely be someone who will use magic that I can't perform by myself, and return me a flesh... But I waited for nothing..."

The members' circle shuddered again.

The youth allowed the terror to escalate in silence, and then continued: "I have only one magic power left, I can attach to others. But I dare not go where there are many people, because I know the Auror is still everywhere Find me."

"I sometimes attach snakes to animals. Of course, snakes are my favorite, but they are not much better than pure ghosts, because their bodies are not suitable for magic... and my possession shortens their Lifespan, they didn’t live long..."

"Later...Four years ago...I seemed to have hope of my resurrection. A young, stupid, and easily fooled wizard walked into the forest where I was staying, and happened to be hit by me."

"...Oh, that seems to be my dream opportunity...because he is a teacher in Dumbledore’s school...he is easily manipulated by me...he brought me back to this country, and I later attached him On my body, closely monitor him and guide him to execute my orders. But my plan failed. I didn't steal the Philosopher's Stone, and there is no guarantee of immortality. I was frustrated... this time I was frustrated by another boy! Almost!"

There was another silence, there was no movement, even the yew leaves on the edge of the cemetery were still. The members were motionless, their shining eyes on their masks stared at the young man, seeming to be thinking about something.

"The servant... left Hogwarts with my will." The young man continued, "I went back to the remote hiding place, and then the servant died too... but I did because of that. Gained more powerful power!"

"Trust me, it's not easy...Yes, that might be my darkest time when there were no Death Eaters, none at all. I have to rely on myself."

One or two wizards in the circle moved nervously, but the young man ignored them.

"Then, less than a year ago, when I almost gave up hope, hope finally appeared...a servant found me."

"...That is Wormtail. Fake death escaped the trial and was chased by people he used to be friends with nowhere to hide, so he decided to return to his master. He has been said to be my hiding place for a long time. The country here is looking for me... and helped me successfully master my current power."

As he said, he stretched out his hand, and a cloud of black gas immediately flashed in his palm, like a burning black flame exactly the same as the two ghosts in his pupils.

The black flame is as if it can swallow light, it's as black as ink, and it's palpitating.

"It's a pity that he eventually died in the hands of our current ‘ally’, do you think it’s funny?"

The youth showed a terrible smile, and his eyes became hollow and indifferent.

"I know...Yes, I understand...You must be very puzzled. Since that McLean has been against me, why should I cooperate with him..."

"Actually, I can tell you!" He grinned, "Because I understand that his philosophy is very different from that of the hypocritical old man Dumbledore! He can understand the existence of black magic. Meaning, and he is also obsessed with it! Intoxicated by it!"

Speaking of this, he smiled evilly~IndoMTL.com~There was a calm enthusiasm in that smile.

"...About magic, he can really deny it if he says to deny it!"

……

At the same time, in Hogwarts Castle, several "students" who behaved abnormally were making eye contact with each other.

Although they have not acted rashly for the time being, they are waiting for the best time to take action. The opportunity to come is created by people, rather than waiting for the rabbit to wait easily.

It is Fleur's mother who is under the Imperius Curse who is responsible for making the "timing".

At the scene of the Triwizard Tournament, she was sitting beside Gabrielle with an indifferent expression, staring at the magic flame in the center of the circular platform below.

Once Fleur obtains the gold crown of Ravenclaw, who is the top three cup, and appears from there, she will start to cause a commotion, and use the chaos to send out the dark mark to notify her "should" notify people in order to create Greater confusion.

But if Furong did not get the golden crown, she would have to wait and wait for the golden crown to appear before proceeding.

This action is not allowed to fail. It is because the Imperius Curse on Furong's mother was imposed by Voldemort himself. For him, it was simply the most elaborate test plan.

But Voldemort, who secretly planned all this, didn't expect that his series of actions had been guessed before Maca left.

This is a game between Maca and Voldemort. Although the two are far apart now, their confrontation has already begun when Maca has solved the werewolves.

"...I see," Dumbledore, who was sitting in the main guest seat, leaned back slightly, and whispered to the seemingly no one behind him, "Thank you, Alastor... Let everyone mention it. With energy, always pay attention to everything inside and outside the school!"