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Chapter 812 Calling, the struggle of the fourth Dark Lord

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    Hermione's eyes were sad and desperate, but Harry turned his head and explained to her: "No matter what, Hermione, I will treat you as my best friend. I will never create new ones just to save some tragedies."  Tragedy, I think the future is not necessarily doomed, right? If I really did such a terrible thing in the future, he must have a reason to do so."

    He untied Hermione's petrifying spell, turned around and left the Shrieking Shack, leaving her behind.

    Hermione took out her wand and pointed it at Harry's vest, but she still couldn't make up her mind. She put down her wand sadly, covered her face, and cried loudly.  It wasn't until Harry reached a place where Hermione could no longer be seen that the luster flowing on the golden sun in his arms dimmed.

    "She still can't bear it, can she?" Harry sighed, not knowing who to say this to.

    "It's time!" Harry thought as he re-entered the spirit world and observed Hogwarts through the gray horizon. "It's time to end this!" Harry said while looking at the Sun Gold Sutra in his hand.  : "When did everything change? From the day I got you Last semester, when I saw the Philosopher's Stone, I understood a truth"

    "The real treasure can only come back to you when you don't desire it like a demon."

    "I lost you, Mom and Dad! But I also gained some sincere friends, sincere friendship I can't lose the treasures I already have just because I want something I don't have Sorry, Mom! Dad!" Ha!  Tears streamed down Li's face, and he tremblingly tried to close the "Sun Golden Sutra" with a very struggling expression on his face.

    Finally, he closed the golden magic book as if he was burdened. Hearing the click of the lock, Harry seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden. He suddenly felt someone hugging him, and there was a sound coming from behind.  The soft touch suddenly woke him up, and then he calmed down. "How did you get in here?" Harry turned around and asked.

    "In the future, in order to kill you, I developed this magicit allows me to walk in the spirit world." Hermione whispered, and she changed the subject with some shame: "It turns out that the spirit world at this time is this  It looks like a mirror that has lost its light."

    "What will the spiritual world look like in the future?" Harry asked curiously.

    "It is a colorless, ashes-like world. At that time, in order to rule the magical world, you used the power of those two scriptures to control this place. You blocked the way for souls to return to their destination. Ghosts lingered here. Muggles and  Wizards would approach this world in nightmares, filled with twisted, horrifying shadows. At that time, this place was called the Nightmare Realm."

    "I need to do one last thing!" Harry raised his head and said.

    "Close the Black Book of the Dead in Malfoy's hand" Harry said firmly: "Then go to Mr. Borkin's place, throw away the key, and let these two magic books never be opened again!"

    Malfoy did not stay in the dormitory. He would come to the Forbidden Forest every late night these days. He gained a lot of knowledge of dark magic from Voldemort's young soul. The power of the Black Book of the Dead made him change every day.  The Animagus became more powerful and became a black dragon, allowing his magic power to fully grow.

    In the past few days, when gargling, Malfoy sometimes couldn't help but spray some dragon fire from his throat.

    He enslaved the soul. He began to use magic to contact his soul and even transformed his brain. "Stupid Voldemort" Malfoy sneered: "Splitting your soul is simply asking for death The life span of the body is easy to break.  , but the limit of soul life is more difficult to break through Splitting one's soul like this is simply seeking death."

    "Even if you don't fall into my hands, your emotions, memories, and even wisdom will slowly disappear. In the end, you will be no different from the memories in the portrait, or even worse than a ghost."

    He looked at the dusty crown in his hand and asked in a low voice: "How many Horcruxes do you still have? Lord Voldemort? The diary was destroyed by the mysterious new Dark Lord, and the soul on it fell into mine.  In his hand, the defeated main soul was hidden and missing. The snake attached to it just caught fire and was burned to ashes."

    "Ravenclaw's diadem is in my hand. Hodgepuff's golden cup, you give it to that crazy woman I don't even want to call her aunt to keep it. It should also be in the possession of the Dark Lord now."  On my hand. By the way, there are also the missing locket and ring I will find them. You are completely defeated! Voldemort."

    Malfoy opened the Black Book of the Dead in his hand, and five lamps with pale firelight surrounded him. "YourThe soul will become my strength, and I will make you into a wand that embodies all your strength and wisdom. Farewell!  Mystery man.  "

    He whispered ancient Egyptian words, and used silver and gold to draw two closed arcs on the ground to form a reciprocating circle. Five lamps were placed on the five corners of the circle, faintly forming a circle within the circle.  The pentagram, positive energy and negative energy form a closed loop. As a small energy cycle, this simplest wellhead structure pulls a trace of the energy of the Well of Eternity, forming a complex magical structure in the void in front of Malfoy.  .

    "I will use the positive energy that symbolizes white magic and the negative energy to form an Ouroboros model that symbolizes the circulation of matter and energy in alchemy, open a passage to the pyramid, and purify your soul into an unconscious one.  Just fragments." Malfoy picked up the crown on the ground and stroked it gently.

    "This is the magic used by the ancient Egyptian high priests to offer sacrifices to the God of Death. It can erase the souls of the undead."

    "But the high priest will not devour the souls sacrificed to the God of Death" A calm voice came from behind Malfoy. Harry and Hermione were taking off their invisibility cloaks. Hermione still covered most of her face with a scarf.  She raised her wand and pointed it at Malfoy's heart.

    "Harry Potter?" Malfoy sneered: "I didn't expect you to come to see me!"

    “Didn’t the lesson learned that night be enough?”

    "I know what you rely on, the magic book you stole from Borgin Burke Magic Store, the highest masterpiece of ancient Egyptian wizards-"The Black Book of the Dead."" Harry also pulled out his wand.

    Malfoy's face jumped and he sneered: "I didn't steal anything."

    He held Ravenclaw's crown with one hand and the "Black Book of the Dead" with the other. Black dragon scales began to grow on his body, and his body swelled rapidly. Malfoy tore at Harry with a sharp claw.  Leigh, while avoiding Hermione's stun spell.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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