hogwarts shady

The door to Taylor's house opened with a creak.

Along with the surging mist of life, a man walked out of the house.

He was quite handsome, but the strange black carving near his right eye ruined the beauty of his entire face.

Swinburne smiled very evilly, with the corners of his mouth raised deliberately, and his right eye twitching uncoordinatedly in its socket.

Ryan tightened his grip on his wand.

"It's really amazing." Swinburne looked at his slender fingers carefully, as if thinking to himself, "Someone can break through the blockade of legendary magic items. How is this done?"

Ryan's spiritual sense jumped violently, and he subconsciously turned his body sideways.

A sharp stone flew past the tip of his nose and hit the wall of the house, creating a spider web-like crack.

Ryan paused for breath, his face was still cold, and all unnecessary thoughts were firmly blocked outside the ideological barrier.

"Escaped, hahaha, escaped!" Swinburne laughed and shouted, clapping his hands like a childish child.

Ryan couldn't help but frown, and a word crossed his mind: psychosis.

Swinburne laughed and rubbed his right eye. He shouted loudly: "Hey, can you show your face? It's hard to find people with this eye... Thousands of bullets are fired!"

When Swinburne shouted out the spell, Ryan had already waved his wand and used "erect formation" to shape a stone wall in front of him.

The gravel crackled against the stone wall, creating a deep dent with each hit.

"It seems that you are not a Squib or a Muggle." Swinburne's voice became calm and deep again, "It's amazing. How do you manage to pass through the barrier without losing control of your magic power?"

He laughed weirdly again: "I still prefer to find the answer myself. I really want to see what's different about your body structure."

Swinburne raised his right hand, and there was a delicate little bell hanging on his wrist.

He shook his wrist vigorously, and the bell swayed from side to side, but made no sound.

But Ryan couldn't help but groaned. He felt that all the magic flowing in his body was involuntarily flowing out to the outside world, evaporating through his muscles and skin, making him feel as if there were ten thousand ants crawling around his body. go.

The light of the Disillusionment Curse inevitably distorted, revealing his figure.

Ryan no longer hesitated, he whispered: "Fire!"

The phoenix tail feather ring on the little finger immediately burned, surrounded by golden-red flames, and turned into dots of glittering debris.

A crisp phoenix cry sounded above Hogsmeade Village, but Ryan could only vaguely see a little bit of the golden-red light on Fox through the thick fog shrouding Hogsmeade Village.

"Hahahaha!" Swinburne laughed so hard that he was out of breath. "Is this what you rely on? A phoenix? Do you think we won't be careful about Dumbledore? It's so funny. Hahahaha."

Ryan listened impassively, focusing only on one word in Swinburne's words - us.

"In order to deal with Dumbledore, we deployed a legendary magical item that trapped people, and we were prepared not to hesitate to destroy it." Swinburne said with a pity tone, "And when Dumbledore escapes , he was too late..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud bang in the sky above Hogsmeade.

Ryan raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The elves succeeded, and the principal came just in time.

Swinburne frowned in confusion at first. When the second loud noise came, his expression became extremely ferocious, but he soon returned to calm.

He took a breath and said softly: "Okay, very good, surprisingly good."

Ryan raised his wand warily, feeling that this insane Death Eater might go crazy.

"She is indeed right!" Swinburne sighed forcefully and scratched his hair angrily, "Ah - so the crow's mouth is the most troublesome! Do you think he is a Ravenclaw student?"

Ryan's breathing suddenly quickened.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have never seen a little wizard with a face like yours." Swinburne frowned again, because there was another muffled sound in the air, and he stared at Ryan's face, "Polyjuice potion?"

Ryan answered him with silence.

"It's okay if you don't want to answer. Anyway, after I catch you, I'll have plenty of opportunities to torture you." Swinburne's "Koko" monster laughed, "So far, no one has been able to survive my 'Heart-Crushing' If you keep your secret, I will always find a way to know your identity. No, it doesn’t matter if I don’t know now, you are right in front of me..."

"Are you Qiu Zhang's eagle?" Ryan's eyes flashed, and he planned to use words to delay for a while, "Animagus?"

"So you're not mute." Swinburne sneered and narrowed his eyes, "But who are you? I've been looking for you for so long, but I haven't found any trace of you in the school."

Ryan pursed his lips. He stared closely at the movements of Swinburne's hands and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

"Of course, because some annoying guy said -" Swinburne waved his wand briefly.

Ryan dodged to avoid it, but the bright red curse chased after him around the corner.

"Armor protection!"

He originally wanted to use a more powerful rune guard, but his intuition told him that he should use an ordinary armor spell at this time.

The invisible wall shattered almost instantly, and the curse hit Ryan's body immediately.

The temperature of the looking glass suddenly soared.

Ryan staggered back a few steps. Nico Flamel's work was really powerful, and he resisted the attack for Ryan.

However, the protective effect of the looking glass has reached its limit.

With the blessing of Occlumency, Ryan's mind is still extremely calm.

Swinburne seemed to have never cast a spell at all. He spread his hands and continued in a chatty tone: "That annoying guy told me, 'Your plan will eventually fail. An ant can defeat an elephant. Beware of Ravenclaws'."

"So, you used the Imperius Curse to control Cho Chang," Ryan said, "to spy on our little wizard in Ravenclaw?"

"You are right." Swinburne laughed, "And in this way, I don't have to stay in Hogsmeade Village all the time. Thank you for my kindness. At least I didn't deprive that girl of her life."

Ryan finally knew why the looking glass turned in Potions class at the beginning of the second half of the semester. It was not that the old bat was in a bad mood, but that Swinburne was examining the Ravenclaw students.

No wonder the looking glass stopped spinning clockwise when Snape said "Hufflepuff".

Ryan's eyes flickered. He didn't know if the old bat said that on purpose to protect him.

In a moment of reflection, Swinburne waved his wand.

Ryan was startled, and he subconsciously wanted to roll to avoid it. However, the sole of his foot slipped uncontrollably, and his vision was turned upside down.

It's an upside-down golden clock!

Ryan's mind was racing. Just when he was about to shout "The golden bell has landed," his body flew out uncontrollably.

With a "bang", Ryan shot against the wall of a house like a cannonball. The huge impact made his throat taste sweet.

He felt that all the bones in his body were about to break, and he was stuck in the wall and could hardly move.

Could Wadi Wasi still be used to launch wizards?Ryan smiled bitterly.

He raised his hand with difficulty and waved the wand: "Heal...as before."

Just as the magic began to flow, Swinburne shook the bell on his hand.

"Well..." The feeling of being forcibly interrupted while casting a spell was not pleasant. Coupled with Ryan's own injuries, he suddenly felt two warm streams flowing out of his nostrils.

Swinburne waved, and Ryan was pulled out of the wall.

The wounds on his body were touched, causing Ryan to cry out in pain.

Swinburne sounded confused: "Too weak. Are you really the one who can stop me?"

He took the wand from Ryan's hand, admired it carefully for a while, and then slapped Ryan's face with the wand: "It's so pitiful. You are not an adult yet? You are about to say goodbye to this world."

But immediately, an extremely twisted smile appeared on Swinburne's face, and he opened his arms like a fanatical believer: "No, no, you are so lucky to be able to return to the arms of death so early."

He wiped his face with his hands, forcibly regaining his composure, and his tone became extremely gentle: "Do you have any last words?"

"Professor Dumbledore will not let you go." Ryan said reluctantly. Every time he said a word, he felt that the broken parts of his ribs were making an unpleasant friction sound.

"Duh duh duh." Swinburne pouted and shook his head, "Are you really naive? Didn't you realize that the sounds outside had stopped for a long time?"

He smiled strangely and said: "Dumbledore can't get in. The protection here is not that simple. Even a blow from the legendary wizard with all his strength may not be able to shake the protection here unless someone breaks through it from the inside. It's a pity that , that troublesome alchemist has left Hogsmeade."

He raised Ryan's wand: "This is a dead end, do you understand?"

"No matter how many calculations you make..." Ryan coughed up some bright red blood foam, "you are just a lackey of the Dark Lord."

Hearing this, Swinburne was not angry at all, but showed an extremely strange expression.

"The Dark Lord's lackey... hahaha... the Dark Lord... pfft haha..." Swinburne patted his thigh and laughed loudly, "Just him?"

Ryan heard extreme contempt in Swinburne's tone.

His heart skipped a beat.

"What, isn't he your master?" Ryan asked.

"Ah, he is indeed my 'master'." When Swinburne said the word "master", he gritted his teeth. "The dragon's blood in Diagon Alley is too mixed. You must use a fresh dragon from a whole dragon." Blood; the flesh and blood of Muggles will stain the bloodline. Don’t use the vitality of wizards. Hogsmeade is the only village in the UK that is entirely composed of wizards. This ‘master’ is really picky. If it weren’t for... hum !”

"For what?" Ryan coughed up another mouthful of frothy blood.

"You have too many questions." Swinburne waved Ryan's wand, "Avada Kedavra!"

But this wand was like ordinary wood and had no reaction.

"Tsk, another nasty wand." Swinburne threw Ryan's wand far away with a flick of his hand. He pointed his own wand at Ryan, "Now it's time to really say goodbye, ignorant kid."

Ryan sighed and closed his eyes.

No matter how powerful the blessing elixir is, it cannot reverse the absolute gap in strength.

Swinburne looked at Ryan's face as if he were admiring a piece of art, trying to see an expression of despair in it.

However, under the influence of Occlumency, Ryan's face was indifferent except for indifference.

Swinburne clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. He took out a crystal bottle from his pocket and poured the liquid inside into Ryan's mouth.

Ryan tried to look away, but his body was unable to resist Swinburne's strength.

He thought it was some vicious potion, but he didn't expect that the smell of this liquid was very familiar.

This is the flavor of cherry cordial.

But the next moment, Ryan was shocked to find that his life force was flowing out of his body like a flood.

Swinburne saw the paleness on Ryan's face, and he finally smiled with satisfaction.

"How about it? Is it a genius idea?" Swinburne shook the empty potion bottle. "This is my unique technique. I integrate the potion into the ritual. No one can notice that I have done it before the ritual is started. What hands and feet."

He threw the bottle aside: "Of course, in order to prevent anyone from following suit, after leaving Romania, I went to Arabia to register several leather goods companies. Both Muggles and the Ministry of Magic were in chaos there, and no one could It’s easy to find out my details and whereabouts..."

Swinburne carried Ryan into Taylor's house, threw him into the corner, and said in a pitiful and mocking tone: "As for you, just lie here and slowly experience the feeling of life passing by."

There was a strong smell of blood in the room, which was the smell of dragon's blood.

With the faint light, Ryan saw dense lines carved on the ground, forming a complicated magic circle. In the center of the magic circle was an altar, with a person lying quietly on it.

His chest was still rising and falling slightly, indicating that the man was not dead yet.

Ryan smiled bitterly, there was also a "Lyan" lying there, and this time he really became "the same fallen person from the end of the world".

At this time, Ryan heard Swinburne let out a contemptuous laugh, and the Death Eater muttered in a low voice: "Oh, it really failed."

After a while, something like a steam rushed into the room, and he roared in pain: "Quick! Hold the ceremony quickly!"

Ryan's heart trembled, that was Voldemort.

At this time, Voldemort had obviously suffered a serious injury. His voice was hoarse and shrill, and streams of mist were constantly spraying from his soul into the surrounding air.

"Follow your will, my master." Swinburne's attitude at this time completely lost sight of his previous arrogance, and he answered respectfully.

Ryan suddenly understood that Dumbledore might not be able to capture Hogsmeade for a long time, so he turned to intercepting Voldemort's soul.

However, Voldemort's ability to save his life finally allowed him to escape from Dumbledore.

Ryan felt that his eyelids were a little heavy, and he knew that this was a symptom of excessive loss of life force.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A flash of green light flashed, and Ackerman Charles on the altar stopped breathing.

Ryan's body couldn't stop shaking. It was the first time he saw such an understatement, yet cruel and decisive killing scene.

Voldemort's soul entered Ackerman's body.

Continuous bombardments sounded outside Hogsmeade, and Ryan could even feel Dumbledore's extremely angry look from the rhythm of these sounds.

Swinburne took out an ugly ring from the bag, with a stone inlaid on it. It was black and crystal clear, with the symbol of the Deathly Hallows engraved on its surface.

That's the Resurrection Stone.

Ryan finally knew how Swinburne stored his soul.

Swinburne placed the resurrection stone ring over the altar, and it floated out of thin air in the center of the altar.

He continued to crack open an ostrich-sized egg, and blood-like liquid flowed out of it.

"Ignorant people offer their flesh and blood..."

Swinburne crooned in runes.

A rune on the ground lit up,

The dense mist of life in the air suddenly surged towards the Resurrection Stone.

Swinburne's expression was solemn. He took out another soundless bird and pierced its heart with a silver dagger.

When the soundless bird gave out its first and last cry, Swinburne sang: "Weak people, give your soul..."

The second formation diagram lit up.

The souls wandering around in the house and outside were immediately pulled by the ritual and flew towards the Resurrection Stone. They were crushed to pieces by the power of the ritual, and they let out horrifying screams.

Ryan's heart suddenly beat violently.

He had an idea, but he also knew he had little chance of succeeding.

Because that's the Resurrection Stone, that's a legendary magic item.

However, if you don’t try, should you accept your fate?

Ryan closed his eyes, and he directly pushed the Occlumency to the limit, blocking out the fear and worries in his heart, and allowing himself to enter a completely calm state.

Then, he opened his eyes and stared closely at the resurrection stone floating in the air.

Swinburne knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Powerful things are given their essence!"

The dragon blood curse patterns throughout the room emitted a dazzling light, and the resurrection stone in the air was even more dazzling.

A drop of milky white liquid slowly slid down the surface of the Resurrection Stone.

Ryan knew that this was the key moment of the ceremony.

He no longer waited, and held a stone picked up from the edge of the Forbidden Forest in his right hand.

The three tracks of coordination, connection, and opening were filled with surging magic power. Ryan couldn't help but pray in his heart:

Regardless of whether it is a god or a spiritual being, this time, we must succeed!

He endured the pain in his ribs, took a breath, and said with great piety: "Replacement!"

The air was quiet for a moment, and Ryan suddenly felt that his body was boiling.

A steady stream of huge magic power erupts in the body. They seem to come out of thin air, and they seem to be there themselves, but they are as solid as a mountain and difficult to detect.

Then, the landslide and the ground cracked, turning into an ocean with rough waves.

The next moment, something hot fell into Ryan's hand.

He and Voldemort screamed simultaneously.

Ackerman's body melted like grease and turned into a pile of sand, and the escaped Voldemort's soul was so transparent that it was difficult to distinguish.

Ryan curled up in a ball on the ground. Although he threw the resurrection stone out immediately, the ritual seemed to have established a mysterious passage, and the souls and life force poured into his body at a terrifying speed. The body then collapsed into terrifying, uncontrollable magic within him.

He was rolling on the ground in pain, feeling as if his body was about to explode at any moment.

Ryan's vision was red, and he knew that the blood vessels in his eyes had ruptured, and his skin felt like it was cracking all the time, but this pain was nothing compared to the pain in his body.

"Ah——" He finally couldn't help but roared out.

"Haha, hahahaha!" Swinburne suddenly burst out laughing crazily.

"Kill him! Kill him!" Voldemort's weak and vicious voice reached Ryan's ears.

But Swinburne didn't seem to hear Voldemort's words at all, he just laughed so wildly that he couldn't even breathe.

"Amazing, amazing!" Swinburne shouted, "let me help you - cut out the bones!"

Ryan's body bounced off the ground with a bang. He was so painful that he couldn't make a sound. He only felt that his soul was being cut and crushed piece by piece, turning into nothingness.

"Gouge out the bones, gouge out the bones!" This time, Swinburne shouted through gritted teeth.

In the extreme pain of body and soul, Ryan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He only felt that a big hole had opened in his body, and fierce magic flowed into the outside world along the hole.

This feeling was a bit long gone. After 11 years, Ryan once again experienced the magic riot.

However, this time, the magic riot will obviously kill him.

Because he felt that he had gradually lost the boundaries of his body, as if he was about to turn into a ball of raging magic power, and his consciousness would also dissipate as a result.

Am I going to die?

This terrible thought flashed through Ryan's mind.

What a fool I am.

He smiled wryly.

Ryan could only see endless red in his eyes, which was his own blood.

He could no longer feel his torso or limbs.

Only on the wrist, a slight warmth can still be vaguely detected.

"Live."

Ryan suddenly realized that at this moment, he seemed to have entered a world as transparent and pure as ice, and countless memory fragments filled his sight like stained glass windows in a church.

The red in the field of vision eventually turned into a beautiful dusk on Iris Road.

I can't die, I want to live.

Ryan said in his heart.

He followed the feeling on his wrist and raised his hand.

Fly over.

He thought this, and then, the familiar frosted texture handle fell into his hands.

Ryan raised his wand high, followed the spiritual guidance, and shouted with all his strength:

"Call God Guard!"