who moved my coffin

When the first autumn leaves fell, Voldemort handed over ten coffins suspended in the air to Imerton on the reef not far from Azkaban.

{The three people you are looking for have not been heard from as early as 20 years ago. It is said that they have been to China. Among them, the child of the couple, named Alex, has returned to the UK, but also disappeared mysteriously. I sent People searched the cemetery of their family and brought all ten new coffins from 20 years ago to the present, and found the "Sun Jin Jing" you wanted in the seventh coffin. } Imerton listened to Voldemort's narration calmly, his eyes gradually shifted from the golden scripture in his hand to Voldemort's hand, and Voldemort was wearing a pair of dragon leather gloves.

Emerton showed a knowing smile, {Without the key, you will be burned by flames if you open the "Sun Golden Sutra". } Imerton took out the key, handed it to Voldemort, {give it back to me in a year. }

Voldemort took the key with a skeptical look on his face, {What kind of plot do you have, Imerton, I don't believe you would be so generous to let me increase my strength. }Imorton smiled slightly, {You can choose to give up, Voldemort, anyway, the key is in your hands. } After speaking, Imerton disappeared on the reef with ten coffins behind him.

Voldemort held the key with a complicated expression on his face. In the end, he gripped the key tightly and disappeared with a "snap".

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Hamnabutra is magnificent under the sunshine. In the empty city of death, Imerton sits on a throne made of gold. Under his throne, in ten opened coffins, slowly A milky white soul floats.

"Evelyn, the blood of the pharaoh, was reborn in this world. With the help of O'Connor, the blood of the pharaoh's guard, he inherited the blood of the sun god that was supposed to be cut off. Sure enough, the second "Sun Golden Scripture" appeared with their flesh and blood as a sacrifice Well, then, the last sacrifice needed to awaken the gods is the guy who holds the new Sun Golden Book. Hum, Voldemort, Ra is the center of the enneader, and can sacrifice souls for his coming, It's your honor."

With his eyes closed, Imerton opened his hands slightly, murmured a long string of incantations, the soul in front of him gradually melted into a large gold necklace for men, Imerton opened his eyes, waved his hand, the necklace flew into his hand, and slowly Putting on the necklace slowly, Imerton showed a strange smile, "At that time, the power of pulling will belong to me."

Then, he stood up and walked proudly and alone in the empty Hamnabutra. Imerton's face gradually became blurred. When a gust of wind blew, the sound of a storm was heard everywhere in Hamnabutra.

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The "snap" key fit perfectly with the depression on the "Sun Golden Sutra", and the cover made of gold leaf was slowly opened, and Voldemort's agate-colored eyes shone brightly under the dark yellow gold leaf reflection.

The ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs are obscure, but it is not difficult for Voldemort. What really caught his attention was the opening sentence, "Whoever believes in me will have my protection; whoever loves me will have my mercy; whoever understands me will Get my true story; hate me, get my appreciation; I am light, I am hope, my life is the beginning of everything, and my death is the end of everything.”

Voldemort read it for a long time, and seemed to gain something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

Originally, he thought contemptuously that this was just a religious brainwashing manual similar to the "New Testament" and "Old Testament" that he was forced to recite when he was young. It only contained ancient Egyptian magic methods, but after reading the opening sentence In other words, he had a vague feeling that a transcendent and powerful will really existed in the dark, and when he opened the "Sun Golden Sutra" and recited these words, a trembling from the soul and a certain power in the universe The resonance made him fall into a state of confusion that almost came out of his body.

Voldemort had never been a religious believer, and even Merlin was just a mantra, so when his mind shook, a subconscious crisis appeared in his mind.

"Pop" without hesitation to close the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" and took off the key. Voldemort immediately took out his wand and checked it again and again. After finding that there was no trace of falling head on the golden sutra, he hesitated to pick up the golden sutra.

"Faith, great power!" Voldemort pondered for a moment, and opened the golden scripture again. This time, he re-read the opening sentence in Parseltongue.

"Boom!" As the last sentence of the hissing snake language ended, Voldemort's forehead suddenly shone with golden light, as if his forehead had been split to open a road leading to another world, and the golden light was projected on the "Sun Golden Sutra". Voldemort's eyes were bewildered and his expression was dull, letting the golden light grow stronger and stronger.

The light lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour and then disappeared.

"Crack" the golden sutra closed again and fell to the ground. Voldemort felt like he had just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly touched his forehead, but there was nothing, but a scorching heat seemed to be imprinted on his soul.

"The mirror is coming!" Voldemort's voice trembled this time.

Looking anxiously into the mirror, under concentrated attention, a tiny bird shape appeared faintly in the center of his forehead, but he couldn't see anything when he looked carefully.

Voldemort's face turned livid, and his soul was branded with this mark like an animal. He suddenly understood Imerton's plot.

"From the very beginning when he saw me, he took the initiative to help me repair my soul. It was not a repayment of resurrection, but for the realization of today's conspiracy, so that my soul would be marked with the sun god Ra, the highest god in ancient Egypt. If I didn't Guess wrong, I became a sacrifice, if I finish reading this "Sun Golden Sutra", I will probably sacrifice my soul, and then let him succeed."

Staring fiercely at the "Golden Sun Scripture" on the ground, Voldemort had the urge to destroy it, but the scorching heat on his forehead prevented him from acting rashly.

"I don't know if it's too late to give up now?" Walking around anxiously, he complained about his recklessness, but his desire for strength and longevity made him stop, "Although Imerton has bad intentions, but this It also proves from another aspect that this "Sun Golden Sutra" does contain the secret of the source of power.

Voldemort forced himself to calm down, walked slowly to the Pensieve at the other end of the study room, closed his eyes, pulled out a few strands of silver memory thread from his forehead with his wand, threw them into the Pensieve, and buried his head in it.

After being immersed in the memory for more than half an hour, Voldemort raised his body, and the expression on his face had returned to calm.

He opened his agate-colored eyes, and slowly touched the invisible brand on his forehead with his fingers, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Whether it's a crisis or an opportunity, it's too early to tell. Imerton, you underestimate me. This is no longer an era where gods are rampant. If you want me to be a stepping stone for your revival of religious magic, you are still far away. "

Turning around abruptly, a silent flying spell summoned the "Sun Golden Sutra", "Hmph, is it a year to cultivate your sun god? In less than a year, I will completely integrate your god into my Voldemort's power .”

Laughing and leaving holding the "Sun Golden Scripture", in this weird dusk, Voldemort's manor was actually shrouded in a layer of soft sunlight like the rising sun.

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In Hogwarts, on the astronomy tower, the newly appointed professor of astronomy, Cyrus Ilrachat, was admiring the afterglow of the setting sun.

Suddenly, Cyrus's heart trembled, and a familiar stabbing pain came. He gasped and held his chest, and a pair of agate-colored eyes flashed in his mind. This time, he was not in the process of fugue, but he clearly felt it. The same severe pain in the body as it was more than 3000 years ago.

He looked around flusteredly, but there was nothing he could do to stop the pain. His right hand had involuntarily covered the cuff of his left arm, but his intuition told him that he couldn't call Emerton for rescue.

For a moment, Cyrus subconsciously looked at the setting sun. This time, he blinked, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

Standing on the astronomy tower and looking at it, the setting sun was surrounded by a cobra. The snake's eyes were beautiful agate color, and those eyes looked at Cyrus, full of murderous intent.

Rubbing his eyes tremblingly, the hallucination just disappeared, and the pain in his heart also disappeared.

In an instant, Cyrus knew that he was out of his body again, but this time, he felt very clearly the process of his soul leaving his body, and watched his body standing on the astronomy tower, and his soul was getting farther and farther away from the tower. , gradually turned towards the setting sun, reappeared above the boundless sea, swept across the sea at high speed, and came directly to the sky above Hamnabutra hidden in Bermuda.

Cyrus quietly looked at Hamnabutra in the afterglow of the setting sun. Tornadoes and sandstorms were everywhere in the city of death, and below the city floating in the sky, vortices on the sea surface appeared from time to time, corresponding to the position of the tornado above. .

For some unknown reason, Cyrus didn't dare to get close to Hamnabutra. He looked at the raging storm in the city of death, as if he was listening to Imerton's angry and brutal cry.

Cyrus suddenly felt that he wanted to cry very much. Although the soul could not cry or shed tears, he was extremely sad.

Cyrus' feelings are clamoring to get close to Hamnabutra, Imerton is there, the mentor who once taught him, the powerful mage who once revived him, may be the only thing Cyrus can do in this world. people to rely on.

Cyrus' rationality told him, don't go there, Imerton didn't love him superficially, why never let Cyrus get in touch with the "Bible of the Dead", why did he have to learn the "Bible of the Dead" within a year? All the spells, what happened to that missing month?

Cyrus had a terrible guess, but he tried his best to ignore his intuition. Cyrus wanted to believe that his mentor, Imerton, was still the person he remembered, the teacher who liked to joke with him 3000 years ago, the one who was strict but not The teacher who wasn't harsh, the one who was egotistical but extremely protective, the one who tried to understand whatever Cyrus said was out of line.

However, Cyrus knew that he was unbelieving in the end, and that he had the sanity of a bystander from his previous life, which allowed him to gain insight into Imerton's unreasonable transformation, and also deduce some conspiracies hidden under the surface of things.

Another reason why Cyrus couldn't believe it, he didn't want to think about it, but looking at the familiar Hamnabutra at this moment, his intentionally hidden memory was revived.

————Secret Memories of Cyrus—————

On a certain day 3000 years ago, it was a hot afternoon in the ancient Egyptian city of Thebes.

"Has Pharaoh gone out?" Cyrus asked lightly.

"Yes, the hunt is gone!" The priest and attendant at the side replied respectfully.

"What about the adults?"

"Pray at the temple of Osiris, he said that no one should be disturbed today."

"Has the pharaoh's chariot been processed?"

"It's done."

"Once he leaves the city of Thebes, do it and don't let anyone find out."

"Yes!"

……

"Report Your Highness, Pharaoh didn't go out of the city, it seems that he found something wrong with the chariot."

"No trace left?"

"No, everything that needs to be silenced has been dealt with."

"Your Highness, I don't know if I should say something."

"what's up?"

"Just now, the attendants of the Temple of Anubis told me that my lord is not actually in the Temple of Osiris."

"Huh? Where is he?"

"Probably went to Ansuna!"

"...I see, it doesn't matter, the key is, don't let the adults know that we are plotting to pharaoh."

"Yes!"

————Secret Memories of Cyrus—————

Cyrus was in a complicated mood, now that he thinks clearly, the day he and his attendants plotted against the Pharaoh was the day when Ansuna and Imerton met in a tryst and was discovered by the Pharaoh. He would not come back halfway, so he accidentally discovered the two people who had an affair, until the series of things happened later.

Cyrus didn't dare to imagine the consequences of Imerton knowing this, not at all.