sherlock holmes brother

In the basement of a Voldemort manor, invisible silver lines shone on the gray-black floor tiles. "I heard that you have research on magic circles and alchemy?" Voldemort was standing in the basement wearing a black wizard robe, except for Moriarty who drank the polyjuice potion and a teenager, For the time being there is no one else.

"Just a little bit, you know, Your Excellency, although the Harward family has moved to England for several centuries, we still uphold a strict family education. Except for the inheritance of portraits, we never do any magic. School." Even knowing that Voldemort would be offended by the belittling of Hogwarts, Moriarty still had no intention of changing the phrase.Although he didn't know Wilton's specific plan, he understood that his lover always made a move if he didn't make a move. Once he made a move, he must have planned everything.At this point, it has to be said that Wilton has learned ten percent of Mycroft's habits.

"Let me see what you're capable of." Voldemort snorted, obviously dissatisfied with Moriarty's statement, and pointed to the silver line on the ground with his slender fingers, "You know what this is." , There was another "hissing" sound from his mouth, and after a while, Naniji twisted his body and slid into the basement.

Moriarty crouched on the ground, his wand gliding along the lines of the silver thread.He didn't lie at all. In fact, he discovered it as early as Hogwarts. Although his natural storage of magic power and the possible upper limit of his future were not as good as those of pure-blooded little wizards because of his Muggle blood, but in In terms of control and even perception of magic power, Moriarty was ahead of everyone with his soul strength and innate delicacy in two lifetimes.

Because of this, while teaching Wilton the dark contract, Mr. D couldn't help but see that Lie Xinxi taught him the magic circle and alchemy.The result was naturally astonishing. Moriarty's strong memory and comprehension ability ensured that he could learn the knowledge of the magic circle.And the precise control of magic power allows him to take advantage of drawing the magic circle.

With the magic circle as the foundation, the alchemical items produced by simple alchemy are not a problem.If Mr. D hadn't focused on dark contracts instead of alchemy and magic circles, Moriarty might be the youngest alchemist now.

But maybe there is some kind of guidance in the dark. Although Mr. D can only teach Moriarty the basics, things have undergone earth-shaking changes after gathering the power of Knockturn Alley.As a family that has been passed down for thousands of years, it has enough books on magic circles, potions, alchemy and other fields, not to mention that the Kurdish family itself has made achievements in alchemy.After discovering that Moriarty had enough common sense, Kurd hit it off with him.

This is why Moriarty can now conclude after feeling the flow of magic power in the silver thread with his own wand, as a pure-blooded "Howard", he "must" have an understanding of this magic circle . "A very powerful magic circle should be composed of several magic circles." He closed his eyes and opened them again, his voice was full of confidence, "Amplification, strengthening magic power, purification, soul stability..." At the end At one point, Moriarty's face showed reverence at the right time, "So many single characteristics are mixed together, which is rare without conflict, Your Excellency, you are a true genius."

Although Voldemort was dissatisfied with Moriarty's attitude—it reminded him of those purebloods who looked at people with their chins raised, but he did appreciate capable people. This Howard was indeed too arrogant, but he was indeed arrogant. Capital.It is also a pure-blooded family, look at the heir of the so-called Doug family next to him, he doesn't even know what the dark contract is, if it weren't for today's magic experiment that needs the blood of the Doug family, he wouldn't let this idiot in .

"Follow me, the Dark Lord will show you more," he opened his hands, as if he embraced the entire wizarding world, "Smart Harward, the magic of time will prove how good your choices are." Correct." He turned his head, his voice turned cold, "Go and bring my apprentice over."

Everyone could hear the change in Voldemort's tone. Of course, the heir of the Doug family was not convinced, but when the object of his obvious contempt was his master, there was nothing he could do.Glancing at Moriarty bitterly, the heir of the Doug family reluctantly left the basement.

Moriarty didn't care about the other party's resentment at all, instead he squinted his eyes in enjoyment.Since he still kept his head down, Voldemort didn't see the change in his expression.But Naniji couldn't help shaking. It's strange that the snake feels cold in the basement. Is it because the lamb didn't eat enough last night...

According to Voldemort's request, Moriarty poured more than a dozen bottles of potions of different colors in different positions, and the silver magic circle gradually turned dark black, and the black magic circle could be seen even on the gray-black floor. Shiny lines.

"Very good, Howard." Voldemort was very satisfied with Moriarty, especially because Moriarty was not only capable, but could also accurately understand his intentions. There were not many subordinates who were both capable and useful.

"As you wish, Your Excellency." Moriarty still showed respect, as long as he prepared for the performance before the curtain opened, he would definitely do his best.

"Lord." The voice of the heir of Doug's family sounded outside the door, and then the footsteps of the two approached one after the other.The one in front is of course the heir of the Doug family, and the one in the back walks a little staggeringly, with curly black mid-length hair floating around in the air with his movements. Voldemort smiled knowingly, he looked at his apprentice, and then at Moriarty.

"Sorry." Moriarty smiled without sincerity, "I couldn't hold it back a little bit." As he spoke, he licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, as if reminiscing about something.

Voldemort noticed his nominal apprentice's pale face and abnormal walking posture, especially the bruise on his robe buttoned to the first button and his chin. He felt that he was the truth, but he didn't know what was wrong with his apprentice. Attract your future subordinates.

"Mentor." Wilton's face was flat, and he saluted without looking at the heir of the Doug family.

"Stand in the middle, Mr. Pork." Voldemort didn't talk nonsense, since the contract between him and Wilton was torn apart.More importantly, he believed that the wizard who had lost the Doug surname could not resist.

Wilton didn't speak, but walked to the middle in silence.From the moment he appeared in the basement, Moriarty's eyes followed him firmly.The corners of his mouth were gradually raised, and a smile that belonged to a former London professor was leaking from behind his mask. He couldn't wait for the so-called "surprise" by his lover.

"Howard, you know what you have to do." Voldemort left a final warning. He ordered Naniji to guard Moriarty in Parseltongue. Voldemort, who turned around and walked into the magic circle, did not see the approaching Naniji, who had killed Moriarty, trembled strangely.

"In the name of Doug..." The heir of the Doug family cut his wrist with a knife, and the bright red blood dripped to the ground, flowing along the lines of the black magic circle as if guided by something.When the red lines covered half of the magic circle, Moriarty saw Voldemort and Wilton drink a bottle of colorless potion at the same time, and then the two of them raised their wand-holding hands respectively, following Similar to the last time they signed their apprenticeship, two white lights emerged from their wands and finally joined together.It's just that this time it's not just connected together, a small light group began to appear in the middle of the White House, and as the heir of the Doug family muttered, the light group became bigger and bigger, and distorted shapes began to appear in the sky above Voldemort. The text, Moriarty recognized, was the Dark Lord's magically recognized name—Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Visible to the naked eye, the distorted text began to become blurred, and some letters even changed positions. The heir of the Doug family was bleeding more and more, and his face became more and more ugly. After a while, the letters above Voldemort finally succeeded in stabilizing down.Moriarty knew that from now on, Voldemort would really be Voldemort.

"Sign your name." It stands to reason that this experiment, which was obviously changing the real name of magic, should have ended by this point, and it ended successfully.But Moriarty noticed that Voldemort obviously had other plans in the magic circle, his voice seemed ethereal, and he actually used the Imperius Curse directly.

Moriarty felt something was wrong, he took a step forward, his left foot was only half a step away from the magic circle.But he stopped, the heavy feeling on his right foot told him that something was entangled with him, he lowered his head, and as expected, he saw Naniji with his fangs open.

"You're really obedient, cute little thing." Moriarty chuckled, he knew that Naniji was carrying a very poisonous poison, as long as he swallowed it, he would probably embrace death within a few minutes.Perhaps Snape could develop a powerful antidote in the future, but unfortunately he has nothing but Polyjuice Potion on him now.

Even though his own body was already wrapped around that person, and his fangs could be bitten down at any time, Naniji's whole body began to stiffen under Moriarty's gaze.It was a magical creature after all, with an innate sense of danger.

In such a dazed effort, Wilton in the magic circle bit his finger as if he had been bewitched, and wrote his name on the parchment that appeared out of thin air.The corners of Moriarty's mouth became higher and higher. There was no doubt that the wizard's blood had an added effect on magic. Therefore, it was definitely not a small price to pay for Voldemort to confuse the other party into signing a contract with blood.

"No, no, stop!" If the face of the heir of Doug's family was just ugly just now, it is panic now.As Voldemort asked, he donated his own blood.But blood, just get some blood tonic afterwards.But now it's not just blood, he can feel the uncontrollable magic power being transmitted from his arm to the magic circle, obviously he didn't use the spell, but the magic power seems to appear out of nowhere.

The unknown is always fear. The heir to the Doug family began to scream. If he calmed down, he would find that his soul was slowly being weakened, and something was being stripped from his soul.It's a pity that his panic made him lose all sense of himself, and Voldemort, who had planned from the beginning, didn't intend to let him get away at all!

Moriarty only glanced at the heir of the Doug family who was struggling to pull his hand out of the attraction of the magic circle, and then looked away. He would not work hard for a result that could not be achieved at all.

Voldemort in the magic circle opened his hands triumphantly, the invisible magic power was transforming his bloodline, a distorted smile appeared on his face, the bloodline was replaced, the half of his blood that once belonged to Muggles was finally gone was replaced, and his choice was Doug.Yes, after learning about the dark contract, Voldemort finally decided to keep this power for himself. When he got the blood belonging to Wilton and successfully mastered the power of the dark contract, immortality... would not be his extravagant wish .

Moriarty touched Naniji's cool and slippery snake skin, and he just bent down and put Miss Snake wrapped around his leg on his arm.The perception of danger even made Naniji obediently adjust himself to the size of an ordinary poisonous snake - at least it didn't look too weird when it was wrapped around Moriarty's arm.If it weren't for its fangs that are always ready, Moriarty, who strokes its snakeskin, would be like a wizard with a pet.

"What are you going to do, my dear~" Moriarty could feel his face begin to change, his limbs "shrunk", but he had no intention of drinking any more Polyjuice Potion.His eyes were fixed on Wilton in the magic circle, would the Imperius Curse restrain the former Pluto?Mycroft and Sherlock's brother?Do not make jokes.

Sure enough, just when Voldemort and Wilton were complacent and the other seemed sluggish, Moriarty noticed that Wilton, who had been keeping his blank eyes open, gave him a wink from the corner of his eye.Moriarty followed the direction of the other's eyes and saw Wilton's left hand, which was slowly swinging. Moriarty understood that it meant standing still.

Moriarty continued to laugh, only now with a lighter smile.Habit is the most terrible thing. With Wilton for so long, he has long been a part of Moriarty.Shifting his focus from his left foot to his right foot, Moriarty prepared to enjoy the following "performance" with relish. If it weren't for the "starring" of this show being Wilton, Moriarty wouldn't have had the patience to finish watching it. .

Wilton didn't make him wait any longer. Just a few minutes later, a new change appeared in the magic circle.The heir of Doug’s family stopped making a sound a long time ago. At some point, he passed out next to the magic circle, and his arm was still connected to the magic circle strangely. It seems that the link between them was not interrupted because he lost consciousness. .

The look of satisfaction disappeared from Voldmort's face, replaced by tension and anger.Moriarty saw him open his eyes suddenly, "What did you do!" Voldemort's voice was full of anger, and then he saw that the snake-faced wizard seemed to want to pounce on Wilton.It's just a pity that all his movements were blocked before he could stretch, and the entire magic circle seemed to be covered by an invisible hand.

"It's nothing, mentor, there is a contract between us." Wilton's movements were unrestricted, he took out a piece of parchment from his robe, and began to draw a dark contract on it with his own blood.Amidst Voldemort's roar, Wilton finished the final touch.

"Damn it, I won't let you succeed!" Voldemort felt that the magic power that had just transformed his body began to reverse, just like the magic circle drained the blood of the heir of Doug's family, and now the magic circle was also draining his blood.It's just that what he just extracted was what belonged to his Muggle father, and now it's what really belongs to Slytherin.

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot with a stone? Just look at the current Voldemort. He is counting on Wilton's bloodline, and Wilton is also counting on Slytherin's bloodline.Although Wilton never thought of getting the blood of Slytherin, he would not refuse to "send" it if Voldemort took the initiative.

Voldemort was almost insane, especially with the passage of blood in his body, the unstable soul after splitting became even more unstable.The broken soul is like a balloon with a hole in it, quickly exposing the stuff inside.And almost certainly, there will always be an eruption before that stuff gets leaked clean.It was this kind of outburst that confused Voldemort. Like every split, he accelerated the output of his magic power, intending to "blow up" Wilton by relying on the addition of the magic circle.

As long as Wilton went to see Merlin, Voldemort grinned grimly. He was a great "You-Know-Who", and he would always get what he wanted.

Although Moriarty did not understand the specific content, this did not prevent him from understanding the content of the conversation between Wilton and Voldemort.Counting others against being counted or something, the bigger Voldemort plots, the more benefits Wilton will get.So he almost looked at Voldemort's expression with admiration, the soul piece in Naniji's body began to twitch because he felt the turmoil of the main soul.But the obedient Miss Snake firmly remembered Voldemort's previous order: keep an eye on this man.

Voldemort's efforts made Wilton's complexion change, but before Moriarty could see clearly the middle of the magic circle, a more dazzling white light burst out.Unable to tell what was the reason, Moriarty suddenly felt that the things that had been in Wilton's hands were changing beyond his control.

Before he could reason, he rushed directly into the magic circle. Naniji faithfully carried out his master's order and paid the price of breaking his fangs, leaving deep scars on Moriarty's arm.The venom quickly flowed through the blood vessels, and Moriarty, who rushed into a white light, found that he had no regrets at all after regaining his senses.This world without Wilton would be so boring... He couldn't even think of destroying it.

The dazzling white light "hidden" everything that happened in the magic circle, and a small explosion formed a few tens of seconds later.Under the protection of magic, half of Voldemort's manor was reluctantly left, and the surroundings were filled with violent magic power, so that no wizard had the ability to approach within a few days.What happened that day has gradually become an unsolvable mystery in the history of modern magic.