Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1116 "mark"

  There is a story in Journey to the West. After Monkey King learned 72 changes from Master Bodhi, Master Bodhi announced that he could go down the mountain.

  Before going down the mountain, Bodhi Patriarch made a condition, that is, Monkey King could not reveal to anyone that the Bodhi Patriarch taught him the ability.

  Many people are robbing the old wand, but for the wand makers, they want to know how the old wand is made.

The "old wand" with the core of the night skeletal wand and the body of the elder stick was stolen by Grindelwald from Grigovich. However, whether this wand is the real old wand or Grigovic made it himself There is no way to know.

  Historical old wands are almost all notorious dark wizards, including the very famous demon Emory of the 15th century, but he was "slaughtered" in a duel with the evil Egbert.

  In theory, if you have the strongest wand, then this wizard is the strongest, but destiny does not always favor the strong. Compared with Severus, the "Old Wand" chose Draco, a girl-like boy.

  Draco will never be able to carry big things in his life.

  Seriousness, embroidered pillows, and imaginary expressions can all be used to describe Draco.

  The strange wand is commanding blindly. What criteria did it choose Draco Malfoy by?

  The old fool is so accurate, the old wand will definitely choose Draco, not Severus, the one who killed him?

  Pomona felt that the old fool was only thinking about regaining Voldemort's trust through his own death at that time. He didn't expect that long-term, so Draco was easily disarmed.

  He is not Grindelwald and can predict the future.

   Although Mongoñez Hagrid is nicknamed "Dark Light," he obviously doesn't want to be involved in these things.

  He is like the patriarch of Bodhi. Students should not report his name if they cause any trouble outside. Likewise, he is not in the light of the students.

  He took out his inheritance as bait, and looked for someone who was able to help him watch his offspring, alive like a trust.

  Salazar Slytherin is so strong, the descendants are not impeccable, and it has become a tragedy in Voldemort's generation.

  Rather than handing over the inheritance to future generations and letting them divide and squander, it is better to hand it over to a capable person. The magic contract cannot be violated anyway.

  Tom killed Rubeus Hagrid, and now he has to go back to take care of him. If he had Voldemort's character, he would have been "Avada Suo" long ago.

  How could this cunning and evil old demon have descendants like Ruber Hagrid?

  Because of Buckbeak’s claws, Harry and the others took care of the snails for a semester. The originally expected and interesting magical animal protection class became extremely boring. Based on his performance at that time, it was still a question of whether Hagrid could return to school as a professor.

  As if she didn’t feel that her head hurts enough, Severus, who was in a good mood just now, was expressionless again, and he didn’t look at her directly.

  What's wrong with this?

  When he was an annoying old bat before, everyone saw him detour, now he has become a "love saint", and then his "awkward" character has become cute?

  Voldemort is definitely anxious, but sometimes the more anxious he is, the more he can't think of a way. If he has a body and his body has sweat glands, it is estimated that his head will be sweaty at the moment.

  He needs help. Asking for help at Hogwarts will always be agreed, but should Voldemort, who committed such a felony, help?

  Before she came up with this answer, her mind started to think about the story of the Bible.

  In the ark of the covenant, there is a tablet of the Ten Commandments that Moses brought. It is said that God wrote on it with his own fingers.

Daniel was an erudite man. After Nebuchadnezzar's death, his son Bershat took the throne. One day, he held a banquet in the palace. He ordered people to take the gold and silver objects looted from the temple in Jerusalem. Come out for the concubine and ministers to have fun.

   Suddenly a hand appeared, and the luminous characters were written stroke by stroke on the wall of the palace. Bursat ordered people to look for people who knew the characters on the wall, and they would reward them once they found it.

  As a result, Daniel deciphered those words, but the news for the King of Babylon was not good.

  Because of blasphemy and arrogance, Bursat’s throne will soon end, and his kingdom will be torn apart and attributed to the Malays and Persians.

  A road glowing in the dark appeared in front of her eyes. At the end of the road was a group of beating spots of light, and a daffodil was quietly blooming.

  It seems that it is the most beautiful and purest flower Saturnia in the world.

   "Harry Potter."

  She heard a voice whispering, and then she saw a golden sheep flying in the sky.

  It flies and turns into a gold pendant-the top glory of the nobility, the Golden Fleece Knight Medal.

  The Golden Fleece Knight Medal is not a sheep, but the skin of a sheep. The poor golden sheep was killed, and the skin was peeled off. The noblemen always did this kind of fishing, raising the sheep to be fat, shaved it once a year, it would not be much more. The Golden Fleece?

  The Faun blew his flute, and the beautiful music began to sound.

  While trying to pass the three-headed dog of **** level, Harry originally planned to play the broken flute that Hagrid gave him.

  Whether he learned how to play the flute at Muggle School, with the sound of the broken flute, Lu Wei will not fall asleep, but will be more awake.

  Fortunately, Voldemort went in first and used Transfiguration to change a harp that he could play by himself, so that Lu Wei fell asleep.

   "You have enough tips." Pomona heard someone say "Don't let me wait too long."

   Then she felt a hurricane blowing over, and the darkness in front of her disappeared. She was still in the sixth maze, standing in front of the huge swan sculpture.

   "I see, Tom." Pomona said, attracting Voldemort's attention.

"It's a scar." Pomona pointed to the same place on her forehead as Harry's scar. "Whenever you get closer, Harry's scar will hurt. I remember that the Avada Spell will not leave anything on her body. Scars."

  Voldemort suddenly realized.

   "And that prophecy." Severus continued, "The Dark Lord will mark his rival."

   "Although I don't want to say that." Pomona said with an unhappy face, "but parchment is also made of animal skin, similar to human skin."

   "Do you want me to sign this contract with the spell at that time?" Voldemort looked at her inexplicably.

   "Either sign or not, decide early, I don't want to be caught by the Auror as a prisoner!" she said angrily.

   "Do you remember the situation?" Severus said blankly. "When Lily Potter bounced your spell with her spell, what was your first reaction?"

  Voldemort did not answer the two of them, he seemed to be lost in thought.

   "Aren't you afraid that he would use Draco to blackmail me and do what I don't want to do?" Severus asked in a low voice in her ear.

   "As long as he signs the contract, we will have Hagrid." Pomona also whispered in his ear, "Why did you take the initiative to tell him about your unbreakable vow?"

  Severus smiled mysteriously, and did not answer her question.

   "What bad idea are you making?" Pomona asked anxiously.

   "You will know later." He reached out and stopped her shoulders. "Now let's go to the theater."

  She couldn’t figure out what he was doing. Wasn’t he very angry before?

  And the hallucination just now was also very strange. If it is really a "reminder", isn't it more appropriate for Nadia to convey it? After all, Nadia was the sacrifice to the **** of death.

   "Lily Potter did not leave the defensive spell to herself." Voldemort said, "The scar was not left on Harry Potter after the repelling spell rebounded."

  No one dared to talk to disturb him.

   "He is crying, I hate children crying." Voldemort held his forehead like a headache, and the hem of his robe blocked his face.

   "That reminds you of the orphanage, doesn't it?" Pomona asked.

   "I don't like that place." Voldemort bit his fingernails and looked forward with blank eyes.

  Pomona just wanted to say something, but Severus squeezed her shoulder severely.

   "This is your connection, fear." Lyle said to the side, "Just use it to sign the contract."

   "No." Voldemort firmly rejected "I don't want to do that."

   "I think so too." Severus said, "This is too... ‘sensual’."

   "Do you have any better suggestions?" Voldemort asked.

   "Remember that you used Harry Potter's wand in the secret room to leave your own name in flame text in mid-air? How about using that spell?" Severus said.

   "I don't remember." Voldemort smiled and said, "I can feel the Horcrux disappear, but I don't know what he did before."

  Severus didn't have any expressions.

   "But I don't want to use fire, it reminds me of someone's old friend." Voldemort murmured, then put his wand on the parchment.

  A scorching sensation came from Severus’ arm, and Pomona felt the thin summer clothes.

  He immediately retracted his hand, and the other hand pressed the position of the dark mark on his arm.

  A dark, ink-like smoke flowed from the tip of the silver linden wand, as if it had penetrated under the skin, and poured it into the parchment paper.

  Tom Riddle’s words are very beautiful, as can be seen from his test papers, but the words left on the parchment are not as gorgeous as Gothic.

  This is the signature of an ordinary person.

  With the conclusion of the contract, the same phantom as the contract also appeared in the crystal swan, as if looking at the future through a crystal ball, and like looking at the prophecy through a prophecy ball.

  It's just different from the parchment contract in Voldemort's hand. The contract in the crystal swan is golden and looks like it was written on gold.

   Soon, the golden contract became brighter and brighter. Through the refraction of the crystal, it was enlarged and reflected on the door of the seventh floor of the labyrinth, just filling the blank area surrounded by the sculpture.

  The poem is located at the bottom of the contract, which looks like a footer.

   "God's path is hard to find, but it will flash out in the gloom of unfortunate life." Tom Riddle said in admiration, "I actually thought you could use thunder and lightning."

   "I was so stupid that I thought he would use a giant with a hundred arms." Pomona was crying.

  Felix opened his mouth wide, and he stayed blank.

  "You can wait for him here, or go in with him." Lyle said to everyone, "but I want to remind you that as long as you enter this door, you must also abide by the contract."

   "But the door is not open at all!" Felix said.

  No one cares about him.

   "Are you going, Kliche?" Pomona asked.

   "No, master." Klitsch looked at the door fearfully and said.

   "Well, protect Felix." Pomona looked at Nadia and said, "Take him away when necessary."

  Voldemort didn't care about this at all, he hurried away with the crow.

  Followed by Xenofilius, and Pomona and Severus, as well as Lyle and Nadia.

  "Aren't you going in?" Pomona looked at the two and asked.

   Lyle did not answer her.

   "Let's go." Severus took her hand and walked away.

  Pomona dragged the picture box and looked back at them one step at a time.

  Until she passed through the thick-looking stone gate.

   "It's not'solid'!" she yelled in surprise.

  The door was ten meters thick. When she came to the seventh floor of the maze, she wiped the door back again. It was "solid" again.

  She patted the solid rock hard and turned to look at the road in front of her.

  The surrounding area was pitch black, without any obstructions, but there were fluorescent lines on the ground extending to the temple in the distance.

   "It seems we can't get out until we reach the end." Severus pointed at the wall with his fluorescent wand.

  Pomona pointed her magic wand at the light strip on the ground, and a small amount of white powder floated up.

   Then it ignites spontaneously.

   "It seems to be phosphorus." Pomona said.

   "The temperature is not 40 degrees now." Severus said.

  Pomona thought for a while, took a bottle of wine from her pocket, and threw it to the side of the road outside the light belt.

  After the glass bottle shattered, the wine inside quickly ignited.

   "I think he meant not to leave the road he marked." Pomona said tremblingly.

  Severus looked at the fire with a solemn expression.

  "Are you hungry?" Pomona asked, "I have something to eat."

   "Find a safe place first." Severus took her hand and walked deeper into the maze.

  (End of this chapter)