HP blood war

The curse is stronger than the lounge door. "Even without the protective spell, those three Death Eaters alone wouldn't be able to move a single hair of Harry's. Turning his head and looking at Slytherin resentfully, that bastard.

"How do you know?" Mony usually seldom talked empty words, Hermione was curious.

"Draco said." Mooney rubbed his waist indiscriminately.

Harry's sleepy head was bit by bit, and it was about to be buried in the plate. Money pushed it in time, completely bringing Harry's face into intimate contact with the bacon on the plate: "Monique Cruz!" Wiping off the grease and sauce on his face, Harry picked up a plate of waffles dripping with a thick layer of honey and slapped it on Mooney's face, rubbing it hard.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my robe!"

Draco sighed and looked at Gryffindor's Moony, the habitual scumbag, and self-inflicted Cruise sighed, skillfully picked out the jam sandwich bread from the basket and put it aside for Mooney as a snack.

Probably because he didn't sleep last night, Harry was in a sleepy state all day long, and he didn't notice that there was a new teacher in Magical Creatures class today.

"!!!" Harry suddenly felt that something was stuck on his face, and he raised his hand and pulled it, but he didn't tear it off.

"Oh, don't move, Harry!" Hagrid's voice gave Harry a bad feeling, "This is a Panamanian land octopus (made up by myself), although it looks like an octopus, they are afraid of water. The water will make them come down." Then Hagrid picked up a bucket of water and drenched Harry, but the creature fell off Harry's face.

Harry wiped the water off his face, and looked at the group of creatures with octopus tentacles but a monkey face at his feet, and even the screams were as harsh as monkeys.Probably because of water, this land octopus screamed and crawled towards the dry ground without water.

"Oh! Looks like the little one is freaking out." Hagrid grabbed the octopus's head and threw it back into a cage aside, before Harry noticed the monkey's head in that cage.

Harry felt very uncomfortable on his face, raised his hand to wipe it but it didn't feel right, his face was numb as if covered by a thick layer of cowhide.

"Harry..." Hermione took out a small mirror and handed it to Harry. Harry could clearly see that his face was a strange green color with purple lines, like the tentacle suckers of an octopus.

"..." Harry returned the mirror to Hermione, and then drew out his wand to face the cage over there. There was a spring of clear water, and there was a piercing scream in the cage, and the land octopus began to struggle around in the cage, "Hagrid , I think I need to go to the medical wing."

"Oh, of course, Harry, but don't worry, this octopus is not poisonous." Hagrid said reassuringly...

"..." He was going to slaughter the group of octopuses!

Harry looked at his own face in the mirror. Although he was still numb and didn't feel anything, the patterns on his face that resembled the suckers of octopus tentacles had begun to turn purple and black, and he could clearly feel the protrusions.

"Oh! Mr. Potter, I'm sorry, the reserve antidote in the medical wing has little effect on this toxin and can only temporarily suppress it. I have already informed Professor Snape that he will bring the antidote." Pang 10 minutes ago Mrs. Frey's words were still in his ears. Harry looked at the five empty bottles on the tray next to him. They contained ordinary antidotes before. He had already finished drinking the potions in the tray to suppress the toxins, but Snape still didn't come over.

Harry wanted to take a glance, he could clearly see the protruding skin on his cheekbones, if Snape didn't come over again, he would replace the Medusa relief at the entrance of the potions office with his current face!Harry thought so.

Snape who suddenly pushed the door in made Harry's plan to reimburse him. Harry was sure that Snape smiled when he saw his face just now, and the smile was obvious!He should replace Medusa!

"Wow, Mr. Potter... Poof!" Snape, who wanted to be sarcastic, couldn't help laughing after seeing Harry's face at close range.

"...Professor, I'm glad I pleased you, so, can you give me the antidote?" Harry asked deadly.

"Cough." Snape gave a rare dry cough, took out the antidote and handed it over.

Harry opened the bottle and took two gulps of the potion. He touched his face, still feeling uneven. He picked up the mirror. Although his skin tone returned to normal, the places where the patterns were were still red and swollen.

"The redness and swelling caused by this octopus can only wait for it to subside naturally, and the antidote can only remove the toxin." Snape looked at Harry's miserable face happily.

"... suddenly felt a little sleepy, thank you Professor for the potion." Harry was silent, then pulled up the quilt and turned to lie on the bed.He decided not to leave the hospital wing until the swelling on his face subsided.

Snape looked at the obvious gesture of seeing off the guests and just cast a few detection spells on it. Seeing the result, Snape frowned, and Potter's soul seemed to have stopped corrupting. Could it be that the toxin of the Panamanian land octopus still has this effect?Snape looked at Harry strangely, then turned and left. He planned to get some more venom to try on Potter, anyway, this kind of poison would not kill anyone.

☆, let's transition...

"I reject!!!"

Today is Friday, and he came to the Potions Office on time, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw the thing on the table that he hated: "Professor, is this your latest research material?" Harry looked at the ball on the table and expressed his displeasure. Degas.

"Potter, I found that your soul corruption has improved a bit earlier, and I plan to try again to see if your condition is related to the Panamanian land octopus." Recently, Snape tried not to use aging agents unless necessary, He has now recovered to when he was 15 years old. From a height point of view, it is not a problem to look down on Harry.

"Wait a minute, Professor! Are you going to let this thing stick on my face again?!" Harry stared at Snape with wide eyes.

"It's just an experiment, not to mention that I don't lack antidotes here."

Seeing Snape picking up the octopus, Harry retreated to the door several times in a row: "I firmly refuse!" His face was just right! !His soul corruption problem has nothing to do with the monkey's half-copper nut! !

"Potter, are you going to let me petrify you directly!" Snape was impatient, it was just an experiment, why is Potter so troublesome!

"I'm determined not to let this stuff get on my face again!" Harry was about to slam the door and leave. As for the soul stabilizer, it shouldn't matter if he drank it less once.

"Who told you that you must test on your face, stick out your arms!" Looking at Harry, who was staring at the octopus in his hand like a girl seeing a bug, Snape clicked his tongue, wanting to throw the octopus directly past.

"I'll only try this once!" Harry stretched out his arm reluctantly, Snape grabbed the head of the land octopus and pressed it directly, and the octopus coiled around Harry's arm.

Harry watched the skin of the octopus start to change color, looked up and asked Snape if he could tear the octopus off, Snape nodded, Harry immediately picked up the water glass on the table and put it on the octopus' monkey head, the octopus screamed fell to the ground.

Snape threw out the inspection spell, and the results showed that the condition of Potter's soul was the same as the previous test results, and it didn't seem to be a problem of toxins, so what happened to Potter's soul?Snape frowned at Harry.

"Professor, can you give me the antidote before you think?" Harry shook his paralyzed arm, looking at the octopus on the ground and wanting to step on it.

"The third one in the sixth row from the left." Snape continued to think, and let Harry get it himself.Harry shrugged and walked to the potion shelf. After finding the potion he needed, he turned to the next shelf. Most of the potions on it were only one bottle. Pressing a notebook and a crown: "...Professor, if you don't need it, can I take the crown back?" Leave the diary, anyway, it is useless except as a game console. There is still no shadow of the snake bones.

"Okay." I wanted to discuss Potter's issue with that crown, but because of the contract between Potter and that crown, Crown can't say anything, and it's useless for him to keep it. "Take that notebook away together."

Hearing these words, Harry seemed to see the notebook shaking excitedly, the potion on the notebook was almost overturned, and the notebook immediately became quiet.Merlin knew what kind of life he was living here, that Snape actually pressed three bottles of Soul Corrosive on top of his possessions, and even replaced it with a fragile glass bottle!

"Professor, where is the soul stabilizer?" The main reason for his coming has not been done yet.

"The first one in the third row from the left." Harry found the turquoise potion, "Professor, why don't you just let me take a few more bottles at a time, so that I don't always go to the cellar." Now Gryffindors know him Lockdowns are bound to happen every Friday, and Money sneers that it's a standard 'Black Friday'.

"I need to make sure you haven't been killed by the adventurous spirit of Gryffindor. With your brain, it's very likely." Snape sneered.

So is the report every Friday just to make sure he's not messing around?The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, ready to open the potion bottle.

'Crack! Startled by the sudden sound, Snape turned his head abruptly and saw Harry leaning on the potion rack with fragments of a potion bottle at his feet, grabbing the rack with his hands, and sliding down the potion rack.

damn it!Harry cursed secretly, because he took the stabilizers on time, this situation has not happened for a long time, unexpectedly the old problem came again, he can't remember how the injury came this time, he is now completely non-stop from the waist down handle.

"Potter!" Snape supported Harry, and he could see that the wound was on the spine this time.

Snape was not that kind enough to pick Harry up, and half-dragged and threw Harry onto the sofa. Harry nearly slid off the sofa face-down, grabbed the back of the sofa in a hurry, but his legs still slid to the floor.

"Tsk!" Snape pulled Harry up by the back of the collar, "Potter, do you still have your previous injuries from time to time?"

"Hmm." Harry lay face down on the sofa. The reason for his illness this time is probably because he made a Horcrux a few days ago, but this cannot be said absolutely.

"Is the soul stabilizer useless?" Snape looked at Harry's leg that was about to slide down again, grabbed his ankle and threw it back.

"Actually, this kind of situation has rarely happened recently." Harry lay on his stomach with tightness in his chest, raised his upper body slightly and felt a pain in his spine, and lay down again, "The last time it happened was when I asked for leave."

Calculating from this, Potter had seizures about once a month, and Snape grabbed the slipped ankle again and threw it back: "Potter, how long will it take for you to return to normal?"

"Not necessarily, sometimes 10 minutes, sometimes 5 minutes." Harry shook his head to express that he didn't know.

Snape sat down on the other side of the sofa. Due to the sagging of the sofa, Harry's ankle slipped down again. Snape threw it back impatiently: "Professor, if you can, please don't throw my foot, it will hurt my spine if I pull it." It hurts."

Hearing Harry's complaints, Snape didn't sarcasm: "Did you often suffer from this kind of injury in your previous life?" Snape looked at Harry who was lying on his stomach. This kind of injury is in the complex area of ​​meridians, even if it is a potion It's not easy to heal. Thinking about the last time Potter was discovered here, it seems to be neurological.

"Fortunately, there are usually more injuries and fractures, but the spine is rarely injured." After all, this is behind, "Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be a mistake in migration. At that time, the space was chaotic because of the magic circle. It was placed underneath."

"Hmph, stupid Gryffindor." Snape grabbed the ankle which slipped again, but didn't throw it this time.

"By the way, Professor, I don't know if the potion has any effect on my injury?" He didn't want to lie on his stomach anymore, Snape's sofa was relatively narrow, and he felt that his upper body would fall off.

Snape raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, but he got up and took a bottle of potion, and when he lifted the clothes on his back, he could clearly see the bruises along his spine. It was indeed a fall injury, but besides that, there were still some injuries on Potter's back. There is a black corrosion wound from the left rib to the right hipbone, which is the reason why Potter can't stand up: "Potter, if this is a fall injury, then I can tell you clearly that from today onwards St. Mungo's curse The accident department can be canceled."

Harry was puzzled, he didn't understand, Snape flicked his wand and a mirror appeared in front of Harry, in the mirror was the black corrosion wound on his back: "Ah, I remembered, we were raided at the camp, the escaped It's time to be attacked by a spell."

"It was a wizard who attacked you?" Snape changed a bottle of potion.

"No, it's a black blood goblin." Unlike the goblins in Gringotts, the black blood goblins look more like humans, with dark gray skin and about the same height as goblins. They prefer fighting to shining treasures.

"Black blood goblin? This kind of creature is still alive in this age?" It is said that the black blood goblin became extinct 600 years ago.

"It's not just them, there are many more races alive today than wizard records." Harry gasped when Snape poured the potion on his skin, it really hurt Merlin! !

Snape looked at the wound and frowned. Although the potion had been absorbed, Potter's wound showed no signs of healing: "Unfortunately, Potter, I have to continue to let you occupy my sofa like a disabled person."

"Okay, excuse me for bothering you, Professor." Harry felt Snape push his leg, pulling himself a little further away from the edge of the sofa. "Thank you professor."

"I don't have time to take care of your disabled leg all the time," Snape said mockingly.

Snape randomly found a book to read, and when he looked up to see the time, it was past the curfew time: "Potter, you still..." Turning around, Harry had already fallen asleep lying there.

Snape looked forward with complicated eyes. He was not sure that he could protect Lily's child in a situation far beyond what he had expected. According to what Potter said before, he still underestimated the strength of the Feathered Serpent. Possibly a master of charms, but among non-human beings, potions were the only things he could do for Potter.

Snape turned his head to look at Harry, who was sleeping curled up, and frowned, but he still didn't wake up the one occupying him on the sofa. Potter got up and entered the lounge. Before the door closed, the fireplace in the office was lit, and Harry had an extra blanket on his body .

The author has something to say: Here is an explanation of why the professor's spell did not detect that Harry made a Horcrux.

The setting of the stupid author is that the soul detection spell can only detect the illness of the soul but cannot determine the cause, just like the body detection spell can detect a fever and cold but cannot determine whether the cold is caused by a sore throat or a cold.

Therefore, the professor can only confirm that Xiaoha's soul has not continued to rot and his soul power has leaked out, but he cannot detect the lack of soul.

☆, frequent

The school was very quiet on Saturday morning, most of the students were still sleeping in the dormitory at this time, and because of the dementors, few people wanted to go to Hogsmeade, and there were only two or three students in the hall for breakfast, There is not a single professor on the faculty bench.

Snape fell asleep very late the night before, probably because he thought too much before going to bed the day before, and slept very restlessly, waking up from time to time, and finally fell asleep for a while, when he suddenly heard a muffled 'dong' from outside ring.He sat up suddenly, his head was a little dizzy, and he hurriedly opened the door to see that stupid Potter lying on his back with his head on the ground, his legs were still hanging on the sofa, and he did not sit up after propping up with his hands several times. It fell hard.

"Potter, I didn't expect you to be able to turn over while sleeping. It's your luck that you didn't die in your sleep for so many years of your life." Snape, who was deprived of sleep, strode over and grabbed Harry's hand. Collar, because he just woke up, his deep voice is a little hoarse.

Throwing Harry onto the sofa casually, Snape sat beside him rubbing his forehead. Years of irregular work and rest made Snape a little hypoglycemic, and at this moment Snape felt dizzy.

Pulled out his wand and knocked on the table: "Wim." The house elf appeared and bowed slightly. Compared with other house elves who were easily startled, Wim was obviously quieter: "Professor Snape, what do you need?" ?”

"Two breakfasts and a cup of black coffee," he turned to look at Harry, biting his tone maliciously, "and prepare a large glass of milk for Mr. Potter."

"..." ← Harry was still a little dizzy. What's wrong with the difference of one centimeter from 1.7 meters! 1.8 meters is amazing!

"Mr. Potter, since you're awake, I don't think you've forgotten that you broke a bottle of Soul Stabilizer yesterday." Breakfast was quickly served on the table, and Snape picked up the coffee. Snape felt much more awake, "Hurry up and finish your milk, then take your potion and leave my office."

Harry looked at the milk in front of him. The quilt used to hold the milk was a glass beer mug. This big glass of milk went down. Harry thought he didn't want to see milk these days.

"Hic~" Harry hiccupped a little, and the milk in the glass only went down a third in one breath. If it wasn't for his height, Harry really hated the milky smell of milk.

Putting down the milk, Harry picked up the cutlery and ate breakfast. Wim prepared breakfast according to the usual Snape taste, in the obvious Snape style - completely uncharacteristic.Creamy green beans, bacon eggs, two slices of buttered toast, the most common English breakfast.

Even though he didn't like lima beans, Harry ate everything on his plate, then took a deep breath and drank the remaining milk.

Snape put down the tableware and got up to take a bottle of stabilizer from the potion rack. Harry froze while sitting on the sofa behind him, but returned to normal after Snape turned around: "Potter, finish drinking the potion immediately……"

"Leave immediately. Understood, professor." Harry opened the potion and drank it, covered his stomach, as if he was a little stuffed, and then waved his hands and left the office.

After leaving the office, Harry hurried to the nearest corner, and squatted on the ground as soon as he turned the corner. This road was not far from the Slytherin lounge. Harry hissed and put the Ignoring Charm on himself.Sitting curled up against the wall, his stomach twitched and hurt. In his previous life, he and Draco had stomach problems to some extent, but he was the worst because of his childhood.There was only one night between the two attacks, and Harry felt like he was in trouble.

Facts have proved that Harry's premonition was very accurate. From that day on, Harry basically had something happen every other day. When he was lucky, it was just a hideous scar left by some black magic that didn't hurt. The sequelae of rolling in pain, the most dangerous one was when Harry was taking Transfiguration class and suddenly his right hand disappeared. Fortunately, Harry is now accustomed to using his left hand and no one noticed.

It was only two weeks, and Harry lived in fear. The only thing to be thankful for was that there was nothing wrong with the potions class and the potions office.

I was falling asleep tonight, suddenly Harry opened his eyes and clutched his left rib, the pain deepened with every breath, today Mooney is sleeping in the dormitory, it is impossible for Harry to put a silencing spell on himself like before, mo Ni's now deepened perception will be awakened by magic fluctuations.

Enduring with difficulty until the pain disappeared, Harry swallowed the blood from his mouth, put on his coat, and took out the crown from under the pillow. After taking two steps, Mooney opened his eyes in a daze: "Harry?"

"I can't sleep anymore, let's go out for a walk." Moni didn't notice the crown blocked by the coat, nodded in a daze and continued to sleep.

He pulled out the invisibility cloak from the space belt and put it on, and went straight to the room of response. As soon as the door was closed, the crown floated out by itself. When Potter just pulled the crown on, he woke up: "Potter, what makes you so anxious?" ?”

"It's still an old problem, but something new has happened recently. Have you made any progress?" Harry sat on the sofa in the Response Room and rubbed the painful spot just now, feeling uncomfortable.

"No, what's the matter with you?" Guan Dian didn't think that Harry spent most of the night asking about it.

"...Crown, can you find a way to let the soul be natural in the crown?"

Crown first frowned and then widened his eyes, "Potter, don't tell me..."

"Ah, I tore that part off." Harry pulled the plain pendant from his collar.

"Merlin..." Guan Dian sighed feebly, just about to say something, but finally heaved a deep sigh, turned around and went back to the crown, "You wait." Now he regrets signing the contract with Potter extremely.

Harry stroked the edge of the pendant, and the diadem came out faster than Harry expected: "I have to say, Potter, you're in luck."

"How?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"The magic circle you used to awaken the blood before can burn the necrotoxin in Regulus Black's blood with the griffin flame, and it can also burn the impurities in the soul if you change it again, but..." Crown looked at Haha seriously Li, "Potter, I can't guarantee whether this method is 100% effective, after all, soul and blood are still different."

"Let's try it first and then talk. Also, probably because of the incompleteness of my soul, I often have the old problems of my previous life recently." Harry rubbed the letters engraved on the pendant, "Can you ease the time gap?"

Crown borrowed Harry's wand, and after a few obscure detection spells, Crown breathed a sigh of relief, and it was easier to solve than he imagined: "It's not a big problem, but the soul stabilizer you usually drink needs to be doubled." concentration."

Harry frowned, how could he make the professor increase the concentration of the potion without any doubt?If a problem is discovered by accident, he can't guarantee that he will survive...

The author has something to say: Snape (confused): Why do I suddenly feel that the office lacks a griffin skeleton?

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☆, centaur elder

In the end, Harry racked his brains and couldn't come up with an excuse. In the end, he had to write a long-term order for twice the concentrated soul stabilizer and sent it to Germany. He didn't dare to buy it in the UK, okay?

Harry pinched his half-empty wallet and pursed his lips. Apart from soul stabilizers, he still had to find ways to make money!You can't just spend the Galleons in the vault all the time.In addition, there are materials needed for the magic circle...Harry took the history textbook and looked out the window as he passed by. It is a good habit to be thrifty, so let's go to the Forbidden Forest a few times these days.

A very few species in the Forbidden Forest suddenly trembled, feeling a gust of wind blowing behind them. The centaur elder looked at the white clouds over the Forbidden Forest and the bright sun above Hogwarts in the distance, where even the Dementors were listless. : "Fizelun, let the people in the clan stay in the clan land properly recently."

"What's the matter, elder? What's going to happen in the future?" Fizelun was a little worried. The elder has the best astrology in the entire centaur group. It is said that the elder can understand the omens of the sun, but...

"No, it's nothing serious, it's just that the sun is too big recently, be careful of sunburn." The elder would always say some strange things convulsively from time to time.Fei Zelun was silent for a while, and finally went to tell everyone the elders' orders. Anyway, there is nothing to lose, so just take it as a way to make the elders happy.

The elder smiled and watched Fei Zelun leave, turned around and said to Bain with a look of disgust on the side: "If Fei Zelun is my grandson, I will never let you cling to Fei Zelun with a faceless face, it is a waste of Fei Zelun to follow you gone."

"...Grandfather, it's time for you to take your medicine." Bain listened to the elder's dislike with a blank face. Although the elder was still very serious at critical moments, usually... let grandfather take medicine first.

"Look at others, look at you, don't you know what it means to respect and love the elderly!" The elder pointed at Bain's nose, "If you keep doing this, even if there is a prophecy, Fei Zeren will be abducted by other centaurs !” The mild-tempered Fizeren is a very popular target for young people in the violent-tempered centaur group.Seeing his grandson's rigid face and usual irritable temper, the elder horse man felt very worried...

"..." Bain continued to put on a blank face, grandfather, take the medicine first.

--------night--------

Snape was still 15 years old, sitting behind his desk with a cup of coffee, and scattered names on the parchment spread out in front of him: "Five points to Gryffindor, Hedge Two points for Patch and one for Ravenclaw."

Drinking the coffee in the clean cup, watching with satisfaction that the name with the annoying middle name stayed in the dormitory honestly, Potter is very honest recently...Gryffindor tower, on the bed pillow in Harry's dormitory There is a pair of glasses, the moonlight shines through the window, and the mirror reflects white light.

The 'honest' Harry was squatting in front of a plant in an invisibility cloak, ready to dig out the roots of the plant, and there were several corpses of poisonous snakes beside him.

Elder Ma Ren looked at the night sky where there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the moon seemed to be very bright: "I'm going out for a while, you don't have to follow."

"Okay." Bain nodded, and Fizelun didn't intend to ask the elder's whereabouts at all. The entire centaur group and the unicorn group next door knew that the centaur elder was a top-notch road idiot.

The centaur elders who are obsessed with astrology can only rely on the stars at night to identify their direction. Once the sky is overcast and cloudy, the centaur elders would rather be bored in the clan field until their hair grows rather than being led out like a cub. In such a fine weather like today, it is normal for the centaur elders to go out for a walk.

Stupid junior, the centaur elder sighed and shook his head after walking out of the clan, when will the younger generation in the clan be smarter.While looking at the night sky, the centaur elder walked towards the position corresponding to the last star in a faint line with the moon, looking at both sides from time to time on the way.

"Wow, that tree seems to be the last time I came out to plant it? It's so tall." The elder looked up at a two-person tall tree with red leaves.

"Oh, I remember that when I came out last time, this vine just sprouted." The elder looked at the branches of the two trees, and the vines across the road...

By the time the elder arrived at the location he had identified at the beginning, Harry had already finished digging the plants and left: "Really, wizards are so impatient these days."

Looking up at the sky, Harry turned and headed in the other direction. At this time, Harry was looking at a plant growing in the middle of the stone crevice. The stone crevice was too small. This plant was dug out with its roots. If you forcibly break through the cracks in the stone, it is very likely that the roots of the plant will be injured.

The sound of steady kicking sounded from not far behind. Harry looked in that direction vigilantly, and the elder centaur walked out of the bushes unhurriedly: "Mr. Wizard, nice to meet you."

"..." Harry stared blankly at the centaur in front of him, "Hi, may I ask if you are..."

"You're welcome, Your Excellency, I'm the elder of the centaur clan, and I'm Tiramogen." The centaur elder's eyes were full of wisdom brought by time, "I can see from the astrology that you have some troubles. In the records of the centaur, there is one thing that I think should be helpful to you, Your Excellency, the successor of the Griffon." The elder looked at the plants in the crevice of the stone behind Harry, "Sulag Snake Letter Grass, in another Somewhere, there is a piece of snake letter grass growing by the lake, I don’t know if your esteemed lord would like to do me a little favor, and then I will take you to that lake and tell you the record of the centaur.”

"...I am very happy." Harry looked at the centaur elder in front of him with a complicated expression, then stepped forward and tore off the tough vines wrapped around the elder's leg.

The reason for the unusually steady footsteps just now was that the vines wrapped around the elder's legs made the elder have to carefully stand firm with every step before he could take another step, otherwise he would know the consequences of impatience just by looking at the blades of grass on the elder's head.

"Ah, thank you, Your Excellency, this is much more comfortable." The centaur elder took two steps, "These annoying vines are always straddling the road. For me, they will hinder my pace."

Harry looked at the elder who kept looking up at the sky, and then snapped off another vine before the centaur, who looked not young, tripped over another vine: "Your Excellency, why don't you look at your feet? "This is already the eighth time. No wonder the elder had so many vines hanging on his legs just now. With this walking habit, it is strange not to fall down.

"Ah!" Harry covered his face, and the elder slowly got up from the ground, casually slapping the blades of grass off his head, "Your Excellency, you know, the bright stars are the direction I'm heading for."

"..." Based on the conversations along the way, Harry has already discovered that talking to this elder only needs to understand the literal meaning. So, do you need to rely on astrology to identify directions if you don't know the way?

Harry felt that if he turned around and went back to break through the stone wall carefully, he should still be able to get the Sulag snake letter grass.

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☆、Recorded prophecy

Harry stood in a room that was the same as the underground laboratory of Black's old house, carefully and carefully sketching the magic circle on the ground according to the blueprint in his hand. After drawing the last rune, there was not a single drop of the special potion left in the bottle.

Harry took the pendant from his neck and placed it in the center of the circle. The centaur elder's words two days ago made him a little distracted by this experiment...

———————Two days ago———————

I followed the stumbling elders of the horsemen all the way to a lake. The lake surface reflected the moonlight, and it was silvery white. The grass by the lake was not high, but it grew green in this month.The plants Harry needed had grown luxuriantly in the shadow of a rock near the lake, and the ones near the rock were obviously much taller than the others, and the grass stems had a light purple tinge.

The centaur elder looked at the lake, obviously not intending to tell Harry the record first, Harry walked towards the plants, he didn't intend to dig those old ones, he didn't need them yet.

"Dear Your Excellency..." Harry corrected the centaur elder's address to him many times along the way, but the elder still did not change his words, "Do you think there is anything at the bottom of this lake?"

bottom of the lake?Harry glanced at it casually, the lake was very clear, there were no aquatic plants or fish in the water, and the bottom of the lake was also clean, not even a bit of sand: "There is nothing, this lake is too clean."

The centaur elder walked to the lake, bent down and looked at the quiet lake, but there was nothing on the lake: "It is indeed very clean."

Harry has already installed the plants: "Your Excellency, about what you said before..."

"Record, that record is something that every elder must memorize verbatim, without any written form." The elder no longer looked at the lake, "This thing is related to Your Excellency." The centaur elder turned and walked to Harry's side , "The flame that disturbs time can re-ignite the extinguished lamp, the flickering fire needs to be stable, and the tempering of the elders can finally make the young eagle soar in the sky..."

"A prophecy again?" Harry frowned. He hated prophecy. Everything he experienced originated from the prophecy, and his later life also followed the prophecy, as if every step was a script written in advance.

"No, my lord, I haven't finished." The centaur elder looked at the moon that was beginning to be covered by clouds, "The sparks hidden under the red soil will eventually dissolve into the flames with the help of evil." .”

"What do you mean? Red soil?" The centaur elder didn't mean to explain, he lifted his foot to leave this too clean place, Harry followed behind.

"I'm sorry, my lord. Although I grew up in the Forbidden Forest, I'm not familiar with this forest. Being favored by the sky, I seem to be abandoned by the earth. I can never tell which side to turn to next." The centaur elder looked up at the night sky covered by clouds, "The only thing I can tell you is that there is no red land in the Forbidden Forest."

"...Thank you, Elder Lord, it's too late, I need to go back to the castle." Harry and the centaur elder thanked and left. The elder turned his head to look at the silver-white lake that was no longer illuminated by the moonlight, flicked his tail, He turned around and headed towards the direction of the clan land in his impression, wondering if he could return to the clan land tonight?

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"Potter, what are you in a daze for?" Guan Mian stood outside the circle and looked at Potter who stood there blankly after putting down the pendant.

"Let's start." Harry walked out of the range of the magic circle, the crown chanted a spell, the nodes ignited one by one, and the flames swept towards the middle, Harry gasped and sat down on the ground, he and the Dark Lord made Horcruxes in a somewhat different way , the link on the soul made him experience the burning feeling of the previous life again.

The flame in the center of the magic circle engulfed the turbid soul and burned in mid-air. The flame was burning vigorously, and the filth in the soul turned into black smoke like burned paper.

The experiment was about to succeed, when suddenly Harry's tragic wailing sounded, and the pain of the flames and the untimely old problem made Harry roll on the ground.Harry's unstable soul state affected the Horcrux in the center of the magic circle. As the flames burned, the dirt in the soul in midair became less and less, but the mass of soul was also shrinking.

The crown stopped casting spells, but the magic circle was still working, and one could only watch as the filth turned into the last trace of black smoke and disappeared, and then the soul, which was only one-third the size of its original size, retracted into the pendant, and Harry's burning sensation disappeared. Afterwards, he walked over to pick up the pendant, covered in cold sweat enduring his old problems, and then collapsed on the floor in the center of the circle.

"Potter..." The experiment was not a failure, but those clean souls were not enough to fill the vacancy in Harry's soul.

"It's okay..." Harry panted heavily, the pain in his whole body made his eyes go black, and the exhaustion in his soul made him unable to think too much, "I can always find another way..." Harry Closing his eyes, he didn't have the energy to let the Room of Requirement change into a bed again.

The crown sighed and returned to the crown. He really needed to find a way to let Potter's soul heal naturally this time.

Drenched in cold sweat and lying on the cold floor all night, the result was that Harry had a rare high fever. After his history class, he stepped on the stairs in a daze, completely oblivious to the fact that the stairs were about to turn.

"Harry!!" Hermione watched in horror as Harry stepped on the air and fell from the platform on the fourth floor. Although she managed to grab Harry's robe, as a girl, her strength was too weak. The robe came out from his fingertips, and Harry tripped over the turning stairs on the second floor. The cracking sound proved the damage to Harry's bones. He fell to the first floor with a bang, red blood flowed away, and Hermione collapsed on the ground trembling. .

Snape, who had just walked out of the classroom, shrank his pupils and used the levitation spell to rush