novelslam Chapter 310 Wizards are a group of evil guys
Chapter 310 Wizards are a group of evil guys
Chapter 310 Wizards Are a Bunch of Evil Guys
Harry had a long dream, his second of the night.
This time he didn't see the red-haired woman... What a pity!
Harry was still hoping to catch up with the last dream.
In the dream, he came to strange surroundings, which, judging from the decoration, seemed to be King's Cross Station.
Harry wandered around the station for a long time and found an orphan.
The child was very strange, naked, curled up on the ground, the red skin was very rough, it looked as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, lying shivering under a seat, discarded, and stuffed indiscriminately There, struggling to breathe.
Harry was terrified.
Although the thing was small, weak, and injured, he didn't want to come near him.But he moved over a little bit.
After hesitating for a long time, Harry finally made up his mind to save him. After getting closer, he realized that the child was...cold!
"..."
Harry sat alone next to the corpse, with a sad look on his face, but an inexplicable joy in his heart.
He was taken aback, had his mind become so abnormal?
But after thinking for a while, Harry felt a sharp pain in his head, and voices came from his ears.
Instead of the redhead crying, it became Riddle and William talking.
On and off, as if the tape recorder made a bad connection.
Then the station was enveloped in a blinding green light.
Harry's head was about to explode when he opened his eyes again and opened his mouth in surprise as if he could stuff a Quaffle.
Under the seat, another child appeared strangely!
Lying next to the dead baby, crying there!Harry was so distraught by the crying that he wanted to suffocate him with his clothes.
But he didn't dare to make a move.
What if it was his own soul?
After an unknown amount of time, Harry finally woke up from his sleep.
He looked up and saw Ron next to him.
Harry called out, "Ron, what's wrong with you? Wake up, you died so badly!"
Harry burst into tears.
"He's not dead yet, but he's lost a lot of vitality. I've given him the potion, and he needs to recuperate for a while." A voice came from the other side of the room.
William sat at the stone table where Riddle was sitting before, holding an alchemy book in his hand, and read it leisurely.
"Okay, don't shake Ron, it will aggravate his injury." William turned a page of the book without looking up.
In William's arms, there was a naked ugly bird lying on its stomach. It was woken up, couldn't help raising its head, and yawned a long time.
Harry relaxed, with William here, at least he and Ron were basically guaranteed to be safe.
Everyone knows William is amazing!
Harry stood up, walked over, and asked suspiciously: "William, why do you have a turkey in your arms, all the feathers have been plucked, it's so ugly!"
"..."
Fox was furious, and spat hot phlegm viciously at Harry.
Fire Escape·Wrath of the Phoenix!
It's a pity that it has just been reborn, it is too weak, and its effect is about the same as that of a lighter, so it is just right to light a cigarette.
"This is Dumbledore's Phoenix Fox, which saved my life, not some Scottish hairless turkey." William stroked Fox's bald head.
"Come on, fire baby, spit fire!" William laughed, and took out a string of mutton skewers from the safety watch.
Fox blinked eagerly, and spat out another mouthful of flame.
William put the mutton skewers on the flame, turned them around a few times, and the meat skewers were cooked by the golden flames of the phoenix.
William shook, Fox opened his mouth, he gently put the meat skewer in his mouth, and wiped it clean in one bite.
"..." Fox was exasperated, and sprayed flames at William again.
William laughed loudly, flicked Fox's little head, took out a bottle of canned fish, unsealed it, put it on the table, and beckoned him to eat.
Only then did Little Phoenix jump onto the table contentedly.
"William, Tom Riddle is Voldemort, I resurrected him." Harry suddenly remembered something, he said eagerly.
"It's the diary, he threatened me..."
"I know, Harry." William closed the book, tapped his wand, and created a stool.
"I've already met him. He was waiting for me here when he came."
"And after that, where did he go?" Harry sat down on the stool, eager to know about Riddle.
"Come on, drink some sedative potion, your spirit is very bad... Strange, you have slept all night, why do you have serious dark circles and bags under your eyes."
William took out a bottle of potion from the safety table and handed it over.
Harry is a typical example of challenging the limit during the day and challenging the limit at night... staying up most of the night, appearing in the secret room, and playing exciting multiplayer sports with Riddle.
Harry stared at the gold watch on William's wrist.
"The alchemy item I made - the safety watch, I dug a small hole in this part and cast the traceless stretching spell." William noticed Harry's gaze.
"The Untraceable Stretching Curse...you know it?"
"I know... Hermione also has an identical gold watch." Harry said enviously.
"In Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall saw it, and she picked it up and introduced it to everyone.
Professor McGonagall praised the watch for its high level of alchemy, and of course its strong transfiguration skills.
Let's learn Transfiguration well so that we can do it in the future. "
William smiled, Professor McGonagall really spared no effort to deceive the students and let everyone study hard.
After drinking the potion, Harry was indeed much more energetic, and his headache didn't hurt so much.
He asked again, "Where's Riddle?"
"He had a fight with me. He took you as a hostage, and after being furious, he prepared to tear up the ticket. He cast Avada Kedavra on you, but the curse bounced back on him."
"How?" Harry was stunned.
"Professor Dumbledore should have told you." William explained.
"Before your mother died, at the cost of her life, she cast a protective magic on you...that magic can prevent Voldemort from harming you."
"Voldemort's magic rebounded back then, and so did Riddle. You can touch your forehead."
Harry quickly touched his head, and there was another lightning scar on his forehead.
two scars,
one left and one right,
Like horns!
The original scar stopped hurting, but the new scar started to hurt.
It turns out that pain can also be transferred!
"Then is he dead?" Harry asked eagerly, using his long hair to cover the scar.
"No. This is also my strange place. He escaped, but he also lost most of his strength. It is impossible to appear in a short time."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
He talked again about what he had dreamed about in his dream, the two babies.
William frowned. "You said that one of the children died in a dream, and after the green light shone, another child appeared?"
"Yes, what's the situation?" Harry asked.
William felt that he seemed to have figured something out, but he still shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I suggest you ask Professor Dumbledore."
"Maybe it's just a dream," said Harry nonchalantly.
He looked around again, wondering: "Why don't we leave and stay here?"
"It's a good question, we may never be able to leave."
William picked up the book again, and said helplessly, "This room is a secret room set up by Slytherin, and only Riddle can open it."
"Then aren't we trapped to death here?" Harry panicked.
"Almost so." William said calmly. "This place is completely isolated, unable to communicate with the outside world, unable to use apparition, and unable to use sound transmission conch."
"We can only wait for Professor Dumbledore to find a wizard who can speak Parseltongue and open the door for us."
"But what shall we eat?" Harry felt very hungry now.
"Don't worry about this, I have stored a lot of food in the safety table, enough for us to last for a while."
William glanced at Fox and joked, "Don't worry even if you run out of food.
The phoenix can regenerate, we just couldn't make it through, so we cut off Fox's chicken wings, he was badly injured and would regenerate again.
This goes back and forth, theoretically we have infinite food. "
Fox was eating small dried fish. Although he had no hair to fry, he was still holding a small yellow croaker in his mouth, looking at William in horror.
Dumbledore, come quickly, your little cutie is about to be eaten!
hateful!
The wizards are really evil and cute!
William ignored Fox's cute staring attack, which wasn't lethal at all.
He touched the opponent's bald head with his right hand, rested his cheek with his left hand, stared at this old Phoenix who had saved him several times, with an intoxicating smile.
He smiled and asked:
"Fox, you saved me several times, and I need to repay you.
Do you have any other phoenixes in your family, sisters or younger sisters are fine, I suffer a bit, I can raise them, the kind that includes food and housing.
Look, okay? "
Fawkes rolled his eyes and let out another breath of flame, almost turning William into a bald man like him.
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(Thanks to "Hellcat" and "Hanhankong" for their rewards)
(End of this chapter)