HP Hermione's Phoenix

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The castle in the dark night is shrouded in ghosts and ghosts.

Down the long spiral staircase, Snape walked by with a solitary lamp, just in time to hear the exciting footsteps.

The black-robed snake king suddenly turned his head. On the other side of the steps, a black-haired boy walked towards him, evoking a perfect smile, "Good evening, professor."

Snape glanced at him, suddenly realizing that the most reassuring student in the year looked different today.

"My professor, my dean..." He lowered his head, with a murmured smile, and raised his head drunkenly, "Are you going to start a routine night watch,... I don't know if you are on a night watch Before starting, would you like to listen to a small question from your students..."

Snape looked at him blankly, then turned his head and went to the cellar.

At Hogwarts tonight, the night seems to be extraordinarily deep.The Medusa on the stone door of the cellar only took one look at him before bursting open, and even the light in the room seemed to be twice as dark as usual.

"Go ahead," Snape said.

Tom didn't speak first.He still looked at the entire cellar with that smiling, satisfied and regretful expression, and Snape stared at his little head, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong——

"It's really nice...my professor. It's nostalgic...it's still the same here..."

"What are you trying to say?" Snape frowned suddenly.

"However, no..." He sighed softly from the corner of his mouth, "You are much poorer than Professor Slughorn... Hehe... Are you atoning for your sins? With guilt, because that woman--"

"You...!" Snape stared at him, his heart was turbulent, and he was about to explode——

However, at this moment, he knelt down uncontrollably, clutching his arms——

Dark Mark!His Dark Mark actually hurt deeply...

Raising his head in confusion, the black-haired boy looked down at him condescendingly, and said cruelly: "But you still betrayed me, Severus. My former servant..."

His voice is so gorgeous and melodious.

His tone was the same as always.

His eyes... a deep and shocking crimson glow!

"...Lord..." Snape gritted his teeth in pain, sweating profusely.

"Ah...what my servant calls me." Tom raised his head, his crimson eyes lost in deep thought: "What a long memory... I haven't heard it for many years. Um...how many more do you have?" Do you remember this title?"

Snape was in so much pain that he could hardly move. He tried his best to keep his mind clear, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind—however, it was too late. At this moment, he was powerless to resist. The more he wanted to resist the Dark Mark, the harder he bit with him...

"Why is it so painful, my servant?" Tom lowered his head, continued to look at him cruelly and indifferently, and smiled, but then sighed deeply: "Is it the mark on your arm? I was right back then—so Years have passed, and there are only marks, more loyal than people..."

Snape had nothing to say.He gritted his teeth silently.

Tom gave him a deep look: "What are you thinking? Severus... Severus... I thought you were different from other people, I even thought you were similar to me ...Haha, but I was wrong, you are much weaker than me...Love! The so-called love! You still dedicated yourself to Dumbledore!—"

At this point, he changed his voice, waved his wand, and said cruelly and mercilessly: "Crucio—!"

"--Snapped!"

Just when Snape desperately thought that he was bound to be hit—he was indeed hit, and there should only be an instant of unforgettable pain—but the wand suddenly deflected and fell to the ground with a bang.

The crisp slap sound suddenly resounded throughout the cellar.

It was Hermione.She has a terrifying imposing manner, standing like a sharp sword.

Tom covered half of his face in disbelief and turned his head, staring at her: "You hit me?! You hit me?! You—"

"Snapped!--"

Another slap.Hermione's eyes were as cold as a knife, and her tone was cold, looking at the other half of his red face: "I hit you."

Tom was in a state of confusion for a moment, feeling infinite grievance and resentment welling up in his heart: "You hit me?! Why? Others can hit me and kill me, but you can't! Do you know that I treat you—"

He stopped abruptly, his eyes were flushed red, and he gritted his teeth and stared straight at her.

Hermione looked at him expressionlessly, the corners of her eyes twitched suddenly, and then she said coldly, "I'm so disappointed in you...that's how it is. I should regret it—"

The emotions in Tom's heart were even more chaotic. His souls had just joined together, but in fact they were not completely integrated at all. At this time, the original piece of soul struggled to surface again—one didn't pay attention, and he only felt that his arm was being slapped hard by her. With a pull, he stumbled out of the cellar.

The pain in Snape's arm was slowly starting to subside.He raised his head suddenly, gritted his teeth, his back was covered in cold sweat.

—Is he back?

——Many years later, even though he hated that person to the bone, he still couldn't face his death...

However, at this time, the two people in the cellar had long since disappeared, as if the thrilling scene just now did not exist...

Tom was drowsy, stumbled back to the secret room, and then suddenly felt that she let go of her hand again, and his heart tightened—when he opened his eyes again, his consciousness was different again.

The black-haired, red-eyed boy opened his eyes, looked at her annoyed and palpitating: "You—"

He stopped suddenly, and was shocked to find that he was thrown into a magic circle that had been drawn.The feet are covered with hexagonal gold thread, the ever-burning lights on the wall flicker faintly, and the feathered snake on the relief looks at him indifferently.

"What did you do! What do you want! Let me go-"

"I regret it." Hermione looked at him coldly with complicated eyes: "What about chance? What about heaven? Maybe everything I did was wrong-I shouldn't resurrect you, otherwise I wouldn't come This step today..."

"You're talking nonsense!" The young man in the magic circle struggled desperately, his eyes like a lone wolf: "You said you wanted to help me! It was you who wanted to save me from the beginning... You said that you would not abandon me !"

He roared frantically in the secret room: "It's them! Obviously they betrayed me first! But you are different, you clearly said—"

Hermione stared at him, and slowly stood up from the armchair, with a cold expression: "You have done evil, and you don't know how to repent."

Tom's heart stopped suddenly, and his words stopped.

She said word by word: "You became a demon due to attachment, because of me. You came back to life again because of me. I also said that I am responsible for what I planted. If you become a demon again, I will definitely kill you."

His heart suddenly jumped wildly, and his red eyes stared at her: "No - you can't, I don't believe it -"

Both Haibo and Hogwarts came from behind and looked at him sadly.

He yelled loudly: "Helbo! Hogwarts! You stop her! She won't do this to me, everyone will, but she can't - Haierbo! Have you forgotten, I am the last blood of your master ! Hogwarts! Hogwarts! You would never do this to me, you would never—”

Hai Erbo remained silent and turned his head away.

Hogwarts Castle looked at him sadly, his eyes were red, and he shook his head: "Tom..."

Hermione sneered: "How dare you mention Salazar Slytherin? I'm afraid he's in the sky right now, so angry that he's about to vomit blood—OK! I'll let him see what you look like now !—roasted chicken!”

"Jiji!" The roast chicken flapped its wings and flew over, rolling its eyes: "Master, do you really want to do it?"

With a sneer, she took out something in her palm, flattened it out, and said word by word: "This is the one that I did an experiment on earlier... I originally thought that I would raise it for a while, and then give it to me after I got rid of the madness." You return to your place...now you don't need it anymore!"

Tom suddenly understood, he instantly knew what she was going to do.He shook his head furiously, and said in disbelief, "No—you can't!"

"I can." Hermione looked up at him, quietly holding the piece of soul-cultivating wood, and said sarcastically: "Don't you like to let others go through their hearts? Then come and experience the experience of burning souls... ..."

"No! No!! You stop!!!"

She didn't stop at all, and slowly lowered her hand, getting infinitely closer to the magic circle.He rushed forward frantically, trying desperately to jump out and grab her, but he couldn't escape no matter what—

Roast Chicken glanced at him regretfully, shook his head, and blew a small fire at the Soul Cultivating Wood...

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"

The piercing pain emanated endlessly from his soul, that was his soul, his other piece of himself, his lost fragment, at this moment, right in front of himself, being burned by the fire that burned everything...

He was in so much pain that tears fell out.He didn't want to shout in front of her, but he was terribly embarrassed, his fists were beating the ground desperately, his chest seemed to be split open——

Hermione sat on the edge of the magic circle, holding the flaming soul tree, her expression was as cold as ice and snow.

All the people, spirits, and monsters in the room watched him roll, struggle, and howl on the ground... The mighty dark emperor just knelt there, deeply struggling with his soul.But none of them spoke.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through Hermione's mind, and finally she couldn't help but realize that she had a hint of pity... She couldn't help laughing at herself: Why bother?

The fire of the phoenix in the nine heavens burns away all evil in the world.

Only souls with evil thoughts will suffer from being burned.

He struggled like this, obviously because he himself fell into the devil's way, and once again...

——I finally lost my sight!

——committed countless evil forces, and was finally punished by the heavens... Heh, another person with a killing karma!

Memories churned in my mind.Unconsciously, her brown eyes turned into a touch of deep sadness, and she had already made up her mind—since it was started by me, let me wipe out this evil karma again!

Suddenly, the robe under his feet was pulled tightly.She suddenly came back to her senses, only to find that she had walked into the magic circle unconsciously. The black-haired boy fell to the ground and looked up at herself. His eyes had turned dark black, and they were full of sadness and longing——

I see!She suddenly realized something, and murmured: "It turns out that it hasn't merged yet..."

She knelt down and rested his head gently in her hands.

He didn't struggle any more, just pressed his hands tightly on his chest, gasping for breath, looking at her with wet eyes: "I did something wrong..."

She looked down at him and touched his forehead lightly.The lotus-colored skin feels cold to the touch, still carrying the cold lotus fragrance.

He grabbed her hand suddenly and said in a low voice, "I...I don't want to be like him...kill me!"

There was a sudden pain in Hermione's heart, and the memories flooded infinitely. She watched him turn from six years old to 16 years old. She planted him with her own hands. He was possessed once again... This sentence made her almost shed tears.

At this moment, his face changed, his eyes turned red again, he stared at himself with the same obsession, and kept struggling: "No... Hermione, you won't! You won't treat me like this... let go Me! Let go of me!—”

In the next second, the black-eyed boy turned back again, sweating from the forehead in pain, and muttered, "No...you can't let him... just kill me..."

There was silence in the room, and everyone understood everything.

It turned out that his soul was complete, and it was so difficult to fuse the two souls.At this time, he is fighting between heaven and man, whether it is right or wrong, whether it is evil or good, it is all in his own mind.

And Hermione didn't move, just hugged him long and silently.

He lay down in her arms, staring blankly at the small piece of soul-cultivating wood burning between her fingers—burning—something screamed in the air—yes, that was himself—something, totally lost...

She looked down at him and kept hearing him talking nonsense.He lost consciousness in pain, but kept talking, she just listened slowly, but didn't know how to answer.

She herself had penetrated deep into the formation, defenseless.However, neither the black-eyed Tom nor the red-eyed Tom tried to hurt her violently.

"You have to believe in yourself," she finally said softly.

In the end, I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a night——

The Shen Shen eyes that opened were deep black.However, those black eyes have a kind of bewilderment after a catastrophe, as if experiencing life and death, as if there is a boundless war outside the door——

The fire between her fingers was also extinguished.The soul-cultivating wood was completely reduced to ashes, and that bit of mad soul was completely returned to the void.

"Tom...?" she murmured, hugging him.

"I won..." he said blankly.

Hermione's heart was sore, she stretched out her hand and grabbed him tightly, only to feel that the body that she had spelled out had obviously grown up, but it had clearly become thinner.

"But...maybe...not necessarily..." He said in a trance with absent-minded eyes: "I won, but the memory is still fused... If, if I still want to become him, you must kill him." I!"

He held her arm tightly, shouted loudly and decisively, then completely tilted his head, and fell into a deep coma.

In a trance, Tom only felt that he had drifted to another secret place in a blink of an eye.

The scene in front of him was hazy, and it seemed that there was a hidden world. He went up and down, but he didn't know where he came from or where he was going.

At a loss, someone smiled softly behind him, and the voice was like a golden jade falling into the deep pool, which made his soul tremble, and he turned his head suddenly——

The man in front of him had black hair and green eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a chic attitude and an extraordinary temperament.As soon as he opened his mouth, the texture of that voice seemed not to come from the world, but another kind of peerless elegance that surpassed all living beings:

"Is it Tom? I've been watching you for so long, and it's finally time for you to meet me."

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