A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

Open your eyes.

The patron saint opened his silver eyes that he had not seen for a long time, and accompanied by a burst of incomparable pain like a thousand needles stabbing him, Yunieff groaned, and felt that his field of vision had undergone earth-shaking changes. It was clear and broad, and each one looked like a sardine with its mouth open. Craters spread out on the moon, and countless stars shine in the silent universe.

Yunieff saw that his right eye had turned into a green-ringed blood pupil. Looking at the earth again, he finally knew what the mist that symbolized God's will was. It was the emanation of the "blood of the world", that is, he was traveling through the key of the forest. The "blood" seen when we are in the deep sea of ​​flesh and blood, these blood steams on the surface of the world, manifesting the purest thoughts, just like the determination wrapped in the sweat of a track and field athlete running towards the finish line without looking back. The red mist as the main body expresses His will very clearly.

Want the wizard to die.

This kind of determination is by no means the delay mentioned by Ravenclaw. What Yunieff realized through the door in the pupil is that if possible, the subjective will of God would even let a comet hit the earth and cause a flood to flood the world. The persistence contained in it It's not an exaggeration to call it hatred.

And the reason why I didn't do this is probably due to some unknown constraints.

Yunieff was not surprised. In this state, all his emotions were calmed down. Only severe pain stimulated his nerves all the time. He felt that his brain was swelling and about to explode, and nerve fibers were broken and regenerated. The flesh and blood in the brain boiled and turned into a monster, and Zhang Yawu grasped it as if to break through the shackles of the skull.

There was not much time, and he knew that he would reach his limit soon, and the current environment was different from the past. He had to leave a certain margin to maintain the iron armor spell, so he took the time to search and decipher the pheromones in the rose-red mist.

The originally hazy confusion was instantly seen through, and unfolded as if the decompression password of the compressed package had been entered.

"Survive!"

A cry exploded in his mind, and even infected Yunieff, giving him an unparalleled desire to survive. Naturally, this did not come from Yunieff himself, but from the core of the idea deeply buried in New Providence.

"Must survive!"

"Survive no matter what!"

"Even if everything else is destroyed and everything is sacrificed, we must survive!"

This idea was too strong, and the cry it turned into was deafening in Yunieff's mind, like an erupting volcano, and the fiery emotions like magma were burning. If Yunivo wasn't in an abnormal state, I'm afraid he would have passed through at this time. He ran, danced, yelled and other crazy actions to vent his restlessness, but at this moment, it was offset by the severe pain.

Seize the time, Yunieff asked himself calmly, and look for more detailed and specific information.

"Can't be swallowed up! Can't sit still and wait for death! Strengthen yourself! In turn, become the main body!"

"Be calm! Don't be discovered! Wait for the opportunity!"

"Hogwarts! Hogwarts! The opportunity has come!"

"Not enough! This is not enough! We must not only prevent the demise of the wizards! The wizards must win!"

"No! The wizard is no longer good! There is no way to win!"

"Muggles! Yes! Muggles perish! No! Muggles cannot perish! But they must decline!"

"War! War!"

“Global population reduction!”

"Correct!"

"How? The Elder Wand! The Elder Wand! No, the Elder Wand is not enough!"

"Longinus! Gram! And, Gungnir!"

Gu Liang

"Collect elements of destruction!"

Yunieff's brain power and physical strength were rapidly exhausted. He felt that the speed of nerve growth had begun to slow down. He had to stop before the speed of nerve repair was slower than the speed of nerve tearing. Otherwise, no matter how hard he persisted, Later, he will fall into coma and shock due to his protective instinct. Falling into coma and shock on the moon is equivalent to seeking death.

He quickly flipped through these extremely emotional messages, as if he was traveling through the surging solar wind, and finally found the part about Cruise.

In a new providence, Cruise must find the Longinus Gun, which can be known through speculation.

Next, Cruise will launch a sneak attack in the duel between Slytherin and Gryffindor...

Although I don’t talk about martial ethics, it seems to be reasonable...

However, in the next script, Gryffindor, holding the Hat of Merlin and the Sword of Arthur, rushed over to stop the sneak attack...

Then, Gryffindor was stabbed in the back by Slytherin with the Sword of Gram...

Cruise also died due to the soul explosion arranged by Slytherin...

Slytherin may be the biggest winner...

What a bullshit script!

Yunieff, who had unknowingly exited the pupil mode, was a little angry. If he continued, he would end up on the moon.

But then, before he had time to think deeply, he lost his compulsory calm state and began to roll on the ground.

And because the moon's gravity is very small, he quickly flew into the sky because of too much flutter...

Then it continued to flutter in the sky until it fell down and then flew up again.

While fluttering, he discovered that this effortless posture in the air was far less effective than contacting earth and rocks on the ground in relieving his pain, because without any sensory input, the pain could not be covered by new feelings.

So he simply grabbed the ground and started digging a hole. On the one hand, he prevented himself from floating up again, and on the other hand, he could divert his attention.

He didn't know how long it took, maybe an hour or two, but he had dug a deep hole straight up and down on the moon, and the severe pain in his head was slightly relieved.

This is not something you can get used to with pain, Yunieff thought. No matter how many times it hurts, it still hurts. Moreover, he didn’t know if the pain was an illusion. He felt that the pain this time was a little different from before, as if It doesn't really disappear, but accumulates and lurks.

But then he felt like he was overthinking it, and even if it accumulated, he couldn't do anything. The only thing he could do was to use as little as possible.

Yunieff lay at the bottom of the cave for about an hour or two, feeling better. He estimated that it was probably around midnight, and he didn't know when Ravenclaw would come to pick him up...

It should be before the end of the night, he thought, because Ravenclaw couldn't cast this spell during the day, which meant that it needed to be at night, probably to see the moon, so she should come again before the end of the moon on Earth. Here, he will be tested.

I hope I can bring something to eat...

He is still using these reveries to heal the pain.

In fact, sleeping is a better way, but I can neither sleep nor sleep.

He began to think deeply about the information in the rose-red mist again, and he was able to concentrate a little.