Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 594 The End of Fleck Bryce's Story

McGuffin watched all this in disbelief.

What is this?

Under the huge bloody font, there is a line of small characters that read:

[This is a strange curse, a magic of the new generation, a gift from the reflection correction of a piece of the real world...]

[Shape: It consists of two parts, the resurrection stone and the gold ring of the Gunter family]

[Warning: Be careful!Ring bearers, when the blood moon rises, anyone who has used its power within a month will fall into the flesh and blood test once or twice, and those who fail will fall into the flesh mud... degenerate into a skinless strange species, or become a crawling flesh and blood aggregate... Both are flesh and blood puppets (of the blood-pupil ring).Will fully obey the instructions of the next ring-bearer. 】

【ability:……】

[1. Turn on the magic power of Muggles so that they have the ability to cast flesh and blood spells (as long as anyone holds it, they can permanently transform into humans and creatures of any equal size)]

【2. It can help ghosts who have no form to regain their bodies】

【3. Proper use of it can help the seeker recover from any injury, whether it is a mutilated limb or a malicious deformation. It even achieves immortality and youthfulness to a certain extent for the ring bearer. (It can help the immortal of the elixir of life to temporarily restore vitality in a short period of time. 】

[4. It can turn any textured object it touches into a flesh and blood puppet, into a strange species, and can directly reprimand and command those monsters to a certain extent through its own magic power. 】

【5. It is the key to unlock the reflection of a world. (gray, temporarily unavailable)]

[Price: You will be deeply chased by the creeping red, addicted to the stimulation and pleasure of flesh and blood, and change your will and reason, and become a puppet of flesh and blood]

[Note: It is now part of the soul fragment of its creator, Tom Riddle.Even if the current owner doesn't know the true power of the ring...it might as well belong to Voldemort. 】

[This ring is attached with a black magic spell that will kill you. Anyone who desires to have it, even if it is a trace, will be magnified by it thousands of times... Bewitched by the ring, I took it with my own hands. 】

[It is still in the process of gestation, before the new generation really arrives... it will not mature. 】

[Since you are the first to discover its special features, you can give it a name. 】

McGuffin saw the system start automatically for the first time,
This unexpected situation greatly exceeded McGuffin's expectations.

He remembered that the last time this problem appeared on the system panel, it was at the end of the first grade, when he participated in the weird sacrificial omen ceremony of the centaur, he messed up the system.

But this alone does not make him turn pale with fright.

What surprised him the most was that McGuffin saw the lowest talent point on the parchment scroll system panel, and it began to increase rapidly as he approached this [Pupil of Flesh Red].

It was an exponential speed, and the rapid rise, although it was only a few seconds, but the talent points accumulated in McGuffin's hands were almost more than that obtained by completing the largest task by himself.

'This broken system turned out to be more and more incomprehensible. '

After McGuffin complained in his heart, he immediately put down the thoughts in his mind.

Now that the old fox Dumbledore was in front of him, he really didn't have the time and energy to make up lies.

In order not to be overwhelmed by the old bee, McGuffin kept silent.

Want to see what they do with these things.

Anyway, he definitely can't get this thing.

"Professor, that should be?" Moody asked.

"Well, that's right, it should be one of Voldemort's [Horcruxes]... [Marvolo Gaunt's Ring], the main purpose of our trip."

"It seems that Tom didn't lie to us. It was indeed the girl who was tempted and brought it out... But just in case..."

"McGuffin, did you see that pendulum come out?"

McGuffin took the red crystal pendulum out of his pocket.

This rotten thing is finally gone, the broken problem of spinning in place is gone.

This time, he pointed directly at the golden ring.

The thick black fog inside instantly dyed the red crystal black.

Dumbledore looked at this scene and nodded affirmatively,
"That's right, this is it..."

As he spoke, his blue eyes began to sparkle with some inexplicable light.

Slowly moving forward step by step, without any protection... approached the woman's corpse.

It seemed that he wanted to reach out and take off the golden ring and put it on his own hand.

Shir!
'Don't let this happen now! '

McGuffin cursed secretly in his heart, and he immediately raised his vigilance.

It seems that Dumbledore, the old bee, is indeed eager to use the resurrection stone, just as the plot said.

However, now that Voldemort has been fully resurrected, McGuffin is almost besides Harry... the person who least wants Dumbledore to suffer any harm.

"Professor! Professor Albus Dumbledore!"

McGuffin tugged at the hem of Dumbledore's robes, yelling and simply waving his wand himself.

Moody also realized that something was wrong at this time, he shouted hoarsely, "Dumbledore! Are you... all right?"

"What are you doing! MacGuffin Albert!"

But he immediately noticed the McGuffin's little trick.

Dumbledore, who was confused, reacted a little slower.

Until the black flames burned blazingly in front of several people, devouring the female corpse and the Horcrux on the left hand again.

Perhaps it was because of the direct attack on the body of the [Horcrux], the coke shell that could barely hold on, suddenly shattered and collapsed, accompanied by the sound of tearing.

A thick black smoke shot straight into the sky, and the familiar harsh screaming sound came out...,
The voice was full of pain and curse.

A fragment of Voldemort's soul that cursed the MacGuffin.

"Soon... Soon, Albert, you will have a more miserable end than me, in the hands of my main body..."

The hissing voice just disappeared for a second or two.

Chi sound,
The raging flames that were originally burning were instantly extinguished like a trampled-out flame.

"Albert!"

Even without looking at Dumbledore's face, McGuffin could hear the frustration and anger in it.

However, he also came not only to complain about McGuffin.

After Dumbledore waved his wand and extinguished the Fierce Flame cast by McGuffin, he directly ignored the hot debris emitting black smoke, rushed in, bent down and searched eagerly.

After searching for a long time, he tremblingly raised his skinny hands covered in black ash,

He was holding a black ring.

It was the [Gaunt Family Ring] just now, which is one of the [Horcruxes].

It was originally inlaid with... that perfect, large black gemstone,
Already covered with finely divided, clearly translucent white cracks.

"You...what the hell did you do!"

McGuffin and Moody had never seen Dumbledore so groggy.

He could even be said to be staring at McGuffin with a kind of resentment and hostility.

Although McGuffin doesn't regret it now, he still feels a little uneasy.

McGuffin knew that it was in his best interest for Dumbledore to retain his strength. Regardless of whether he was hostile to him or not, the school was still safe for the time being with him.Voldemort would not have acted so recklessly.

'I just hope that Dumbledore can quickly return to his senses, and don't blame himself for the destruction of the Resurrection Stone. '

McGuffin thought to himself that he didn't explain much, and any statement he said at this time would probably arouse Dumbledore's anger instead.

He wasn't Harry, Dumbledore's treasure boy.

"Dumbledore...you have to calm down!" Moody said sternly.

Dumbledore stared at it tightly, pinching the ring in his hand, he wiped the ashes on the surface of the black gem, carefully tapped it with his wand, and injected magic power into it.

The surface of the black gem lighted up, and an illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and then floated and disappeared.

Dumbledore's eyes dimmed.

At this moment, even Moody could see that something was wrong,

He saw that Dumbledore was very eager to get this ring, so he came here in person during the important Christmas ball at Hogwarts.

The air was very stagnant, and several people did not speak.

In addition to the sound of flying snow cucu falling on the ground and friction,
There were only Dumbledore's heavy panting, and the giggling voice of the Muggle beside him after he recovered his stupid look.

After a long time, McGuffin thought it was almost half an hour.

Only then did Dumbledore break the silence, "Phew - it's not your fault, Albert!"

He said this, as if he was convincing himself.

"It's not your fault, I was really careless just now. I was confused by this ring!"

"That's right, there is powerful black magic attached to it..."

Even Moody was laughing at the side, persuading the two of them.

Afterwards, Dumbledore lowered his eyes, and he arranged for Moody to leave here with Fleck, who had gone mad, and go to the outside of the village of Little Hangleton under the hillside, to meet Sirius and take care of the Muggles who were not pulled into the reflection of the deep world.

"The Muggle next to the car is Sirius, by the way, you should know about him?" Dumbledore asked.

"That fellow Wormtail is a traitor, isn't he?" Moody replied.

"Well, the two of you make good arrangements for those Muggles, they all need to go to [St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic] for treatment and check...to see if they are contaminated by these new magic..."

Dumbledore ordered Moody methodically.

"We still need to inform Fudge to ask him to bring fewer people over! This matter is not suitable for most people to know!"

Dumbledore seemed to have regained his composure, but when he gave the order, he avoided the McGuffin suspiciously, and it seemed that he deliberately left the McGuffin in place.

This made him feel a little uneasy again.

"Let's go? Mr. Albert, let's see what Voldemort left behind..."

Dumbledore took McGuffin back to the original site of the Riddle Mansion, the ring-shaped bonfire... the site of the magic ceremony.

The originally weird and indescribable Flesh Castle has withered from an extremely huge monster... into piles of rotten flesh,
The original blood-colored worms, the surface of those rotten flesh... were directly swallowed by the fungus like floating hair... They disappeared at an extremely fast speed in front of the two of them, and were covered layer by layer by the blizzard.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and the rotten meat, as well as the stench emanating from it, rolled away.

McGuffin followed behind him, walking silently in the deepest part of [Riddle Mansion].

They saw the same bones as that of Tilton.

These things are all entangled with layers of rotten, black flesh-like things.

And here... it seems like those weird magic ritual fields in Muggle TV dramas.

McGuffin saw the ancient Latin, which was difficult to understand and obscure for him, the weird hexagonal magic circle, and all kinds of weird things...

Skull candle lights, cat mummy, toad dry suit, turtle shell, crystal ball, some unknown herbs...

Even large African masks, tambourines, Scottish bagpipes, and a small Japanese clock are scattered around...The corpses are crawling and crawling around these instruments...

It seems that they themselves want to use this method to seek excitement and engage in psychic games.

You can't die if you don't do anything!
MacGuffin can already imagine...

After the Muggles brought Voldemort's Horcrux to the Riddle House,
Bewitched by Voldemort, how through a ridiculous magic ceremony, he completely opened his soul for him to absorb power until he was resurrected,

Spread this disaster to the whole village, and finally affect the reflection of another world.

Dumbledore sighed softly.

When he was about to say something.

Fudge, wearing an emerald green cloak, descended from the sky in an instant, and next to him was Kingsley, the black wizard with the weird earring.

Seeing a little wizard like MacGuffin standing here, the two didn't pay much attention to it.

What makes them even more anxious is... the strange flesh and blood of the big beach that is disappearing rapidly.

This proved that the message Moody sent them was true.

It's not something outlandish... a rumor from some tabloid.

- A Muggle village has completely disappeared!
Hundreds of Muggles...

There is no way to hide this kind of thing.

—and it happened to be Christmas.

Cornelius Fudge sighed, walked to Dumbledore with a heavy face and asked,

To be honest, he has gotten used to the series of shitty things over the years... to some extent.

……

In London, the sky is full of snow, and the eloquence is slowly falling from the street lamps in the dark night.

Hundreds of meters underground, in a deep and secret tunnel,
Voldemort stopped tapping his fingers on his forehead,
He shifted his gaze from the crystal ball in front of him to the middle of the long table...

There is a golden dinner plate with a plate of blood-colored eyes,
Those things just turned into a puddle of some kind of slug-like flesh in almost an instant.

Although it is still wriggling, it is obvious that it has no energy to maintain its shape.

Voldemort instantly understood what had happened.

Although this kind of thing should not happen logically, but the fate of successive failures over the years... has made him always prepare another backup plan.

However, even so... His heart was still burning with anger, and he hissed loudly at his servant.

"Wormtail! . . . Wormtail! Come here!"

"Write a secret letter to my most loyal servant, telling him to keep the original plan unchanged and proceed safely..."

Wormtail tremblingly obeyed Voldemort's command and left.

……

At the end of the first week of Christmas, Flake Bryce received a full set of magical medical examination and treatment from [St. Mungo's Magical Hospital] unconsciously.

Then, he was distorted by the Ministry of Magic staff of the [Memory Cancellation Team] and thrown back to his original place of residence.

That senior nursing home...

the next day,
He woke up suddenly from his bed,
Started the day's work.

After all, during the Christmas holiday, this senior nursing home has the most visitors.

But occasionally in his free time, he still tried to recall the nightmare that echoed in his mind last night.

That blood and flesh seemed to be living, eroding, and crawling in the world...

Always made him shiver, even if the memory was always hazy.

What's more, his own reason is still trying to remind him not to think about it.

However, that infiltrating world and thrilling adventures always made him unforgettable.

Fleck always felt that one day, he would recall this vague nightmare and write this wonderful and terrifying story.

This is his story!

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