Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 316: Assaulted

Malfoy's grayish eyes carefully observed the things in front of him, from the carvings of the candle body, the mysterious patterns on the surrounding stone walls, and the ravines around the coffin.

But he suddenly heard a whistling wind, and subconsciously tilted his body, only to feel a cold arm, and then a sharp tingling sensation was transmitted to the brain along the nerves.

He looked back in a flash.

I only saw Furong's azure blue eyes, which were always cold and arrogant at the time, but now they were dyed with a deep red, and I knew that they had lost their reason at a glance.

But the red light appeared again and again, sometimes clear and sometimes scarlet, her expression suddenly struggled, her body trembling desperately, resisting, but she continued to move involuntarily.

The magic wand in her hand was deformed into a sharp knife, and the bright back of the knife gleamed in the candlelight, the cold air was sharp, and the faint **** air filled the secret room.

"Fainted!" A rapid light flashed. While she was struggling, Furong was stunned by a curse, and at the last moment of waking, there was a smile of relief on her face.

Malfoy's reaction was very quick, and he had no mercy at all at this time.

"It's not just Helbo, you are also a nerve." He cursed secretly, clutching the stinging wound of his arm.

Unsurprisingly, this must be Salazar Slytherin's masterpiece. As a master of mindfulness, the psychology of playing with the heart is also explainable.

Those who are not right in their minds fall into madness under his guidance. It is too common to achieve his purpose of protecting this manuscript by the way. Those who are not firm will also be affected to a certain extent, and Furong is one of them.

However, it can be seen that Furong's actions quickly fell into a hesitant struggle, desperately trying to restore his own consciousness.

Otherwise, Malfoy would not face physical damage that had little effect on the wizard, and deliberately turned the most threatening wand into a weapon. She was doing her best to resist. Unfortunately, I met a real master.

The girl slumped on the ground, the sharp blade in her hand loosened weakly, rolling a few laps on the ground, clanging a few crisp sounds of metal impact, without the maintenance of the deformation technique , This sharp blade quickly turned into an ordinary magic wand.

Malfoy bends down to pick up the wand, then hugs Fleur to lie on a large cold rock on the other side, and then simply bandages and disinfects his left hand injury, and finally walks to the coffin, the wand is light Click and open the lid of the coffin straight away.

It looks very evil here and must be dealt with as soon as possible, and then leave.

Everything seemed vigorous, without any hesitation.

A roll of pure black cover, parchment with an evil breath, lying here quietly, there is no writing on the cover, it is still as new, neither white nor yellow, at all It's not like paper that has been placed for hundreds of years.

Opening the cover, the first line reads like this:

"I, Helbo, a very talented wizard, but some people are jealous of my talent. They added the word despicable after my name to describe me, but I don’t mind, because mediocre I like to be jealous of geniuses. They don’t know how far I have been on that road."

"The arrogant guy!" On the corner of the parchment, he wrote such a comment with a red pen. The font was crooked, revealing a wave of disdain.

Salazar did not agree with this man's ideas.

"Almost everyone is afraid of the basilisks I made. They are afraid that I will slaughter them recklessly. They overestimate themselves and kill them, just wasting my time. I will be on the endless road in the future. Go further."

"I want to pursue immortality!" It is perfectly possible to imagine how an old madman said these words hysterically.

"Ridiculous lunatic." The red comment reappeared, and Salazar commented the same way.

"Existence, what is it? I thought, some Muggles are also thinking about this issue, they gave me some inspiration."

"It is matter and soul, but the latter is the dominant one."

"First of all, the body will decay and age after all. No matter what method is used, it can only delay a little. I have looked for many ways. After the body of ordinary people is transplanted, it will not last long. "

"Does this still seem to be a scientist?" Malfoy's mouth twitched. There was such advanced thinking in the era of ancient Greece. If he was not a wizard, but an ordinary person, he might also be a philosopher.

Ancient Greece is the birthplace of philosophical thought. The term philosophy was also invented by the ancient Greeks. It is not surprising that the despicable Helbo has a similar obscure philosophical quality.

He even moved his brain to organ transplantation. Maybe he can be regarded as a pioneer of modern medical organ transplantation by publishing a paper. What's hard for him is that Malfoy guessed that it was a rejection reaction.

"What's the use of those mediocre people who spend their lives in a muddle-headed manner, with empty bodies, sound bodies, and lack of thought?"

"Only thoughts and souls can achieve immortality!"

"I put my goal in my mind, how do I make my soul last?"

"This is a question worth thinking about."

"Can the human soul be divided? After the division, can it be fixed on some artifacts? Because the body will eventually decay."

"If a complete soul is to be split, what should it do? What means should be used to induce the split of the soul?"

"...Murder?"

"The existence of those mediocre people is destined to serve me. That is their glory. In order to achieve my eternal life, their sacrifice is necessary."

"I'm going to start experimenting..."

"In the first experiment, the subject of the experiment was an ordinary wizard, gender: male, age: about twenty years old, and the means to achieve death—Avadaso (death curse), and the result—the wizard's death, his soul The split was successful, and the first Horcrux was successfully made."

"Unexpectedly smooth." Even after a second-hand translation, Malfoy still felt the inner ecstasy of the despicable Helbo through Slytherin's handwriting, and Malfoy could even imagine him The look of triumphant laughter.

"The second time, the test subject-ordinary Muggles, gender: female, age: about 30 years old, the means of death achieved-Avadasuo (death curse), the result-the Muggle died, The split of the soul itself failed, and the production of the Horcrux failed. The reason is speculated: lack of a certain inducement, the soul is still strong..."

"..."

"...hiss, the split soul is really painful, to endure unimaginable torture, and at the same time it must be an evil murder..."

"It was easy the first time. Why did it become more and more difficult?"

"Does it mean that once is more evil than once? Then it seems that you have to find another way~IndoMTL.com~The seventh time, the test subject—Muggles, means, kill after torture with the boring curse— —Result—The Muggle died, his soul split successfully, and the second Horcrux was successfully made."

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"The twenty-first experiment..., the seventh Horcrux was successfully made, and its soul consumed about 30%."

"Sure enough."

"When the limit is reached, it is impossible to split the soul infinitely, and the main soul will become more and more unstable."

"The limit is seven times? This is the case for the time being. If I continue, I will go crazy, but now, my goal of immortality has been achieved."

"......."

The parchment narrated up to this point, and the content after that is gone, and it suddenly appears blank.