HP Magic Biography

Some uneasiness faintly rose in Voldemort's heart. He just did it casually and sealed the entire area with magic power, but the Chinese woman was not as he imagined.

From the magic feedback, he felt that he had killed something, but he didn't see the woman's body.

He checked carefully with magic power, but there was no one in the house in front of him.

While resisting the Avada Kedavra, he disapparated and left. He didn't quite understand why this Chinese woman was able to break through her magic blockade. It can be said...

Voldemort stopped, as if he wanted to check it out himself.

Fan Lin could understand what was going on. Grandma was proficient in space magic and could even pass through Hogwarts defensive magic.

This kind of magic update is like apparating from a house elf. You know, a house elf can pass through many magic prohibitions, not to mention this simple magic blockade.

But Voldemort obviously didn't understand, he felt death, and he could almost believe that the woman died in the dimension when she was taken here.

He obviously has more important things to do than this woman.

According to the prophecy, only one of the two can stay, and Voldemort is confident that he is the one to stay.

At least, in the current magic world, no one can stop him, as long as he doesn't touch some taboo places, such as forcibly attacking Hogwarts where Dumbledore is present, or the place where Nicolas has been entrenched all the year round. Beauxbaton.

However, Hogwarts will eventually fall into his hands. As long as he surrounds it, the people here are no different from a group of prisoners, and he is immortal.

Just solve this prophecy.

Yes, as long as the damn prophecy is solved, everything is in his hands.

Voldemort paused slightly, Fan Lin didn't catch Voldemort's track at all, and Voldemort appeared at the door of Harry's house in his entirety.

It looks like Lily and James Potter are enjoying life.

They are all skills learned from Muggles, well-manicured lawns, without any trace of magic, completely Muggle style.

The orange light looks very soft,

Through the shutters, strips of light are scattered on the lawn.

There is an unknown flower in a corner of the garden, and the fragrance of this flower makes the whole house very warm.

The people in the house didn't seem to be aware of the danger. At this moment, no one could help them, and they could only rely on themselves.

It's really... ridiculous...

Voldemort's voice was very soft and slow, he had always been like this, as if nothing was on his mind.

Dealing with two slightly stronger Aurors and adding a prophesied child is just a matter of a few spells. If Voldemort is willing, he can even stand here directly and destroy the entire house.

But Voldemort didn't intend to do this. Nothing would make him happier than seeing his opponent's death with his own eyes. It had been a long time since anything had given him such a sense of anticipation.

He doesn't mind playing a little longer.

Voldemort pulled out his wand from his robes, and having learned at least one lesson, Voldemort intensified the blockade, and Van Lin saw that the entire Godric Valley was shrouded in blackness.

This is all Voldemort's method, and there is nothing more fun than the battle of trapped beasts.

Voldemort seemed to be smiling, and Fan Lin's heart felt a little chilly.

He had seen Voldemort when he was young, to be exact, Tom Riddle, compared to before, Voldemort's heart has shown an extremely distorted state.

Voldemort looked confident.

He just tapped his wand lightly, and the garden door was flicked open.

Voldemort used the least amount of magic power to achieve the best results, and Fan Lin could hardly detect the fluctuation of Voldemort's magic power.

However, the defensive formation in the house is obviously responsive.

James, someone came in. Lily frowned, and she held Harry with both hands, but this did not affect her judgment on magic power.

I'll take a look. James said, the defensive magic was only arranged by Lily.

It's like a spear and a shield combined, with James on the attacking side.

Be careful, this magic makes me feel very uneasy, to be exact, very cold. Lily said, she shook Harry's body lightly, and then she still felt very bad.

We should trust Dumbledore and Peter. No one will betray us. The Fidelity Curse is not a simple magic. Our position is safe.

You'd better be more cautious. Lily frowned, she was very relieved of Dumbledore, but she was really worried about this cowardly Peter.

I'll send Harry up first, then I'll come down.

James nodded, and Lily turned and went upstairs. She had to get Harry settled, otherwise...

James turned his head, and he took out his wand from his pocket. Years of fighting made James carry his wand with him at all times to ensure that he had full combat power at all times.

Who is it? James bent over, the light here was a little dim, which made his vision a little blurry.

The night outside was so cold that James felt like his hairs were going to stand on end.

This feeling is very bad, it can be said that it is very dangerous.

Who broke in... James said loudly, pointing his wand at the door of his house.

...

Lily felt a little uneasy, and she carried Harry back to Harry's room, but Harry, who was usually well-behaved, suddenly burst into tears, which aggravated Lily's irritability.

She wanted to go downstairs quickly, but someone broke in. Obviously, this person was an outsider who had not been recognized by magic.

Only Peter Pedillo and Dumbledore were the only ones who could easily enter their home. This person broke in by force. Lily only felt a little bit of cold magic power, and all the defensive magic that she arranged immediately seemed to be like It's like opening a hole.

The magic didn't fail, but at the door, it seemed that a hole had been torn open.

Obviously, the strength of the person who came was far beyond her own. Otherwise, the defensive magic could only be completely smashed, and it was impossible to just tear open a door.

Harry's cries became louder and louder. Lily wanted to put Harry down, but Harry didn't let go anyway. It's hard to calm down when a child's temper comes up.

How about giving him to me, Miss Lily, this should be your honor.