[HP] Reborn Christian

Chris Jr. apologized and said insincerely.He actually wanted Fly to leave him as a liar, but he didn't want Fly to leave out of selfishness.In fact, he didn't want to apologize, he wanted to scold Fly more, why not let him just fall into a coma, keep sleeping, so that he doesn't have to face the world, make choices, and live so contradictory and complicated.

There are no things much ado about.

Little Chris is such a typical mediocrity.

All he needed to do was escape from a wizarding world he didn't like, but his boring sympathy and arrogance placed him on the shoulders of wresting control of Hogwarts from Dumbledore's hands, which is a very inappropriate thing to say. He was clearly asking for trouble, but he justified himself that it was for a plan.

What about the facts?

In fact, he was just contradictory and confused. He thought he just wanted to "leave", but his subconscious wanted more.Just like the protagonists in those fan fictions, get more things they can't get by themselves.

Little Chris, like other teens and young adults in this world and "this world", doesn't know what he wants, or knows what he wants, but is not sure whether he needs it or not.They are lost in contradictions and lost in confusion, but no one can help them and guide them on the right path.

Fly is only responsible for his personal safety, mental health and mental condition are not within his scope of responsibility, so...

"Dad, Fly said that you don't need to apologize to him, you didn't do anything wrong." Little Red conveyed Fly's words to Little Chris, "There are some things that cannot be said now, and there is no need to say them."

As Chris Jr. guessed, those were things Fly didn't think needed to tell him.So what about the things Fly told him?

"What's the secret of this manor?" Little Chris looked at Fly and asked.

Fly's irrelevant answer before clearly pointed to Voldemort's manor. This was a reminder or it might be a deliberate guide. No matter what, little Chris was unwilling to let go of this tiny clue.He couldn't waste the rare information Fly provided.

"Fly said that there are many magic circles in this manor—something different from magic circles. There is also a strange power different from magic left in this manor, which can be called spiritual power or magic power." Little Red tried his best to find Words that can accurately refer to the words "magic circle", "spiritual power" and "magic power", and the poor English sounded so that little Chris frowned.

"Well, Fly said, there is a magic circle in this manor, and there is still some mana or spiritual power left. It doesn't matter what kind of power it is. There is not much difference between them, but the names are different from the users." Little Red According to Fly's instructions, I answered it again in Chinese.

"Red!" Little Chris exclaimed, he was so surprised that he couldn't hide his emotions at all.

"Well, I can speak Chinese." Little Red automatically answered little Chris's doubts. Of course, he still used Chinese, or more precisely, Mandarin. "I know you can understand Chinese. Fly said that you have used this language blurt out. Because English is not easy to express, so I will answer your question in Chinese."

"Well. Then..." Little Chris actually wanted to ask little Red if he could speak in dialect. "Let's continue."

42 Mystery Manor

"The mysterious power remaining in this manor is obviously not from the power of the wizard world. Assuming that this place did not belong to wizards, then the people who left these traces were warlocks? Cultivators? Taoists? Celestial masters?" Little Chris raised his eyebrows , an assumption is made.Said it was a hypothesis, but he said it in a mocking tone.It is indeed easier for him to express in Chinese, even though he has not communicated with "people" in his native language for a long time.

"Fly said, it's hard to say. But the former owner of this manor, the builder, used to live in the wizarding world." Little Red said.

"Surely this manor belongs to the person who left the magic circle?" Little Chris stared at Fly.

"Obviously. The layout of the manor is built according to certain rules." Little Red continued to convey Fly's words.

"Fly, do you know what magic circle is here?" Not a question, but an affirmation.

"Spirit Gathering Formation, Defensive Formation, Illusionary Enchantment."

"Do you think this is a place for cultivation?" Little Chris speculated based on the plots he had seen in the novel.

"Perhaps in seclusion."

From Fly's point of view, this is a good place to hide, and the functions of the circles and items left in the manor are also suitable for hermitage.

"Reclusive?" Little Chris was taken aback, "Fly, what do you want to tell me?"

"There's a lot of good stuff in store at this estate."

Fly actually had no other purpose, he just wanted to find out who the former owner of this manor was. Finding out this might be beneficial to him and little Chris, at least not harmful.The weird pajamas of the former owner of the manor saved little Chris, which Fly never forgot.

Little Chris called Libby to know that Voldemort had gone out now, so she followed Fly to "visit" the warehouse with peace of mind, and little Red accompanied her as an "interpreter".

Don't worry about what Little Red will say to Voldemort, Little Chris believes that Fly must have done something after considering this point, after all, Little Red was brought back by Fly.

The warehouse of the manor is underground, dark but not humid, so there is no need to worry about the items stored in it getting moldy.Little Chris pulled out his wand to flash the fluorescent lights. Little Red flapped his wings, and the red flames radiated light and heat and flew towards the wall. Before Little Chris could react, the warehouse was already brightly lit.

It turns out that Little Red is a Firebird...

A row of torches is evenly embedded in the walls of the warehouse.Little Chris felt a row of black lines appear on his forehead.

Should it be said that this manor is indeed something that has been around for some years?Torches... If you are more stylish, at least get candles.

"The former owner of the manor must have left here for a long time, but there is no light..." Little Chris looked at the warehouse curiously.

"At most, we can only draw the conclusion that this place has not been used for a long time." Little Red flapped his wings and flew towards the pile of things piled up at the foot of the wall.

"It's true." Little Chris didn't care whether Little Red's words just now were requested by Fly. In his subconscious, such an opinion could only come from that monster. little chris.

"Fly said, dad, that black silk pajamas with peony embroidery that you wore last time was dug out by Libby from here."

Little Chris was taken aback.

"The pajamas have a defensive circle on them, so the insanity spell that Voldyfather cast on you was bounced back."

"Instinct?" Little Chris frowned.

"Dad, I found something good!" Little Red took out a notebook from a pile of sundries.

Little Chris took the black notebook made of unknown materials and looked through it carefully.

"The way home is extremely long." On the title page is Simplified Chinese that makes little Chris feel very kind.

"Dad, can you understand?" Little Chris's undisguised expression of astonishment and surprise allowed anyone to make such a guess.

"Well, this is Chinese."

"Oh, what's written on it?"

"The way home is extremely long." Little Chris pointed to the sentence on the title page and read out.

Fly looked at the joyful little Chris, and a strange emotion suddenly crossed his mind.He has seen this notebook a long time ago. Unfortunately, although it looks very similar, he is sure that he can't understand the simplified characters on it.The characters used in his hometown are only similar but not the same as the Chinese characters in this world. At least from the information he has checked, there is no Chinese character in any period that is exactly the same as the characters in his hometown, and this simplified character It was far from it. He managed to read all the notes in this book, but he could only get a little bit of information by guessing.Not long ago, he broke into little Chris's consciousness and accidentally discovered that the words used by little Chris in his previous life were the same as those in this notebook, so he decided to give this notebook to little Chris for research.

"I don't belong to this world, and this world doesn't need me. My only wish is to go home. Even if things are different after I go back, at least there is the time and space I am familiar with." Little Chris flipped One page, read it softly, but my heart was extremely shocked.

"I don't know if I can find my way home in the end, so I left this note. Like me, I came from another world, a Chinese traveler from another time and space. If you are lucky enough to see this, I hope it can help you find your way home. The way home. If I really can’t go back, at least I hope someone can go home even if we come from China in a different time and space.”

"Fly, Fly!" Little Chris was pleasantly surprised now, his hand holding the notebook was trembling slightly, he was so excited that he was incoherent!

"Fly! This is left by the traveler! The traveler! Great! The way home...I want to go home..." Little Chris lowered his head, his eyes blushing.He misses his family, he misses his friends, he thinks about it all the time.He is not the kind of chic person, little Chris can't let go of the past.He didn't have any illusions before, because although there is a magic world in this time and space, there are too many bugs in the magic world. He didn't dare to expect to find magic that travels through time and space there, but now that he saw this note, he began to have expectations. .

After being silent for a while, Little Chris turned over the last page of the notebook with trembling hands——

"Heh, heh..." Little Chris laughed abruptly, "God, you really like to play tricks on people, but is it interesting to play tricks on me..."

Fly looked at the little Chris who seemed to be schizophrenic, and wanted to frown.

"Dad, Fly asked, what's wrong with you?" Little Red asked cautiously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine and normal." Little Chris seemed to come to his senses after pursing his lips, and answered Little Red expressionlessly, "The builder of this manor does not seem to be from this world. He has been Looking for a way to go home, but unfortunately, he failed, or in other words, there was no result. At the end of this diary, there is no record of whether he succeeded or not, but it should have failed."

"Eh? Why?"

"If it succeeds, he will definitely record it." Little Chris said casually.There is actually no reason for this. The reason for not recording whether it is successful is nothing more than a few hypothetical situations. Little Chris is too lazy to do analysis. If he judges directly, he thinks that the possibility of failure is the greatest. At least, it is not a complete success. .

Little Red patted his wings to express his understanding, and then conveyed Fly's meaning to little Chris, "Fly said we should go back."

"OK." Little Chris Lisso switched to English again.

On the way back to the room, little Chris suddenly said something, "The builder of this mysterious manor has something to do with the Maitley family, right, Fly?"

Fly was taken aback, and almost forgot to fly.

Is little Chris doubting him now?

The architectural style of this mysterious manor is slightly similar to the main house of the Mettley family, but because of the very inconspicuous details, little Chris didn't notice anything when he saw the manor for the first time. Even after entering the manor, I didn't notice anything.It wasn't until he returned to the main house of the Maitley family that he felt a vague sense of familiarity.

In fact, however, Fly has only recently discovered this.

At first, Fly did not think that this manor would have anything to do with Metley. After all, one is a wizard, and the other is someone who has spiritual power or mana. There should be no intersection between the two. You can watch it in the UK Getting to the magic circle is a rare thing in itself, and Fly didn't think too much about it.It might be argued that the original owner of the estate had a relationship with the Mettleys, which wasn't a piece of information that deserved his attention or made sense.It doesn't matter who the person is related to or whose family it belongs to. Fly is only interested in why there is such a manor in this kind of place and the magic circle and objects in the manor.

In this world, apart from wizards and Muggles, other types of people are very rare.

"Perhaps, there will be some other clues left by the Metley family, about whether the thing written in the notebook was successful or not. This is what Fly said." Little Red dutifully spoke in front of the microphone.

"Ah, yes." Little Chris's eyes lit up, and then he was calm again.Success or not... So what if you know, the places they come from are very likely to be different. Little Chris has never seen so-called spiritual power and magic circles in his previous life, although he will definitely not be able to see these existences .But little Chris' intuition told him that he had little hope of returning home.Even if they came from the same world, he might not be able to refer to the way to go back.

Now little Chris is very clear that he does not have the so-called protagonist's life in the novel, and he has no bargaining chips at all except Fly.

Even if you know the method, you may not be able to do it.

This, you can see that no matter how hard little Chris tried, he couldn't make normal potions.

43 travel

Little Chris moved to the Dark Lord's manor, which shocked the wizarding world.Don't think this is an exaggeration. Except for Malfoy and a few other Death Eaters, no one has been to the Dark Lord's manor, and no one knows the exact address. Now that little Chris lives in the Dark Lord's manor, it is unavoidable. up.All the wizards speculated about how capable the second son of the Mettley family was, to be favored by the Dark Lord. Could it be that Christian Mettley was the DarkLord's favorite boy, as the rumors said?Smart nobles don't believe in gossip.

In any case, it is true that Mettley has climbed to the top, but it is strange that the Mettley family's attitude towards Chris does not seem to be better than before.

Dumbledore's reaction after receiving the news was quite calm.No one knows what the great white wizard is thinking. The witty and witty Dumbledore has an ambiguous attitude towards little Chris. Maybe he regards little Chris as another Tom Riddle, maybe he wants to take advantage of it. Little Chris came to deal with Voldemort.

Little Chris is really unlucky, at least he thinks so - Patriarch Black sent little Chris a trip three days after learning that one of his son's friends, Christian Metley, was staying at the Dark Lord's Manor Invitation, in the name of Regulus Black, invited his friend Christian Metley to travel to France with the Black family.This was the Black family showing their favor to Chris, and Chris knew very well that he had no reason to refuse, nor could he refuse, if Voldemort did not object.

Rejecting the favor of the Black family, that is not knowing what is good or bad, rejecting the invitation of a friend, that is "forgiveness for sex"...

Little Chris had a headache looking at the invitation letter sent by the Black family.The more you want to stay away from trouble, the more trouble will come to harass you. Is this the treatment of the protagonist in the legend?

As a winking little pure-blood wizard, little Chris knocked on the door of the Dark Lord's study after sorting out his image.

"Voldy, can I come in, I have something to do."

"Come in." Voldemort's elegant voice was still so charming.

"Voldy, I think you already know that Black invited me to travel to France with them."

"Hmm." Voldemort replied lightly, and continued working without looking up.

"Well... I want to ask," Little Chris asked after taking a deep breath, "Can I accept this invitation?"

"If you wish."

"Oh..." Little Chris was taken aback, why did Voldemort answer so casually?

"If you want to go, pack up and we'll start tomorrow."

"Huh?!" Little Chris was stunned, what do we mean by "we"?

"Is there a problem?" Voldemort raised his head, squinting dangerously at little Chris.

"No!" Little Chris shook his head reflexively. "I'm going to pack it now! But... how do I reply to Black's invitation? I mean, you want to travel to France with the Black family with me?" Little Chris regretted it after asking this question.Is he getting stupid?The Dark Lord obviously wanted to take this opportunity to win over the Black family.

Black wanted to use little Chris to build a good relationship with Voldemort, and Voldemort wanted to use little Chris to contact Black and further win them over. Both sides had a good plan, and poor little Chris became a pawn used by them.Little Chris began to think, if he hadn't become friends with Xiao Lei at the beginning, would he not be used by both parties now; use?

Little Chris suddenly laughed at himself.

There was a wave of displeasure in Voldemort's red eyes.In front of him, there are still people who dare to lose their minds?Wasn't his punishment hard enough for Little Chris?Is Cruciatus really light?

"Chris, I think you know what to do, you're smart."

"I understand." Little Chris lowered his eyes and turned to leave.

"Tell Black, you and I will wait at London Airport at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Chris was taken aback again, the airport?airplane? Did Voldemort want to fly to France?He'd thought wizards only used wizarding means, like floo, portkeys... er, brooms?

"Let them buy a plane ticket and go to Paris." Voldemort added.

Will a pure-blooded Black buy a plane ticket?Well, what little Chris wants to know is, has Blake ever flown on a plane?It's all due to Aunt Rowling, who wrote about wizards as if they were people from the Stone Age. The transportation method chosen by DarkLord to travel is obviously by plane.

"Yes."

Although he will be able to travel to France tomorrow—this is a very anticipated and exciting thing for little Chris who has never even been out of his own city in his previous life—but little Chris is not happy at all.It's not good to be used as a pawn, and it's even worse to be with the Dark Lord, let alone the Black family.Little Chris raised his head and looked out the window, God, Merlin, Jade Emperor, Tathagata, and so-and-so and so-and-so, please bless Sirius to carry forward the rebellious spirit and resolutely not walk with the evil Slytherin .Oh, no, there is a Dark Lord accompanying him now, Sirius, don't be careless and rebellious!

Little Chris, who has lived for more than 30 years in two lifetimes, was flying for the first time. Even though he was sitting beside the most feared Dark Lord in the wizarding world, he still couldn't hide the curiosity in his eyes and stared out the window. Voldemort gave little Chris a contemptuous look like a "bumpkin".

"Chris, I think you still remember your identity. You should always pay attention to your manners and image." Voldemort mocked or reminded (?).

"Uh... I see." Little Chris pouted, "Voldy, do you think Fly and Red can fly to Paris?"

Voldemort gave little Chris a handy look, "Is your head full of weeds?"

"..." Little Chris kept silent, lowered his head and didn't bother the Dark Lord who was so busy that he didn't stop working on the plane.

Maybe Voldemort was just trying to pass the time?

Bored little Chris made such a bold guess.He looked back at Patriarch Black and his eldest son Sirius sitting in the back row, as well as Mrs. Black and Little Lei further back.The expressions of several people were different. Little Chris continued to look out the window with the corner of his mouth bored.

Fly's big monster and Red's little monster don't need to worry at all.Little Chris regretted forgetting to take a book on the plane to pass the time.At this time, the best option is to sleep.

Voldemort looked at the little Chris who was sitting on the seat next to him with some disgust, who was sleeping without image, and questioned himself once again why he made the decision to travel with him on the spur of the moment.Although he kept telling himself that there would be many rare opportunities to win over the Black family during this trip, in fact there were more other methods and opportunities to achieve this goal.

Over there Voldemort was struggling constantly, and here little Chris was having weird dreams.

Cherry blossoms were flying all over the sky, and the corners of Chris's mouth twitched. If he wanted to dream, he shouldn't dream of cherry blossoms, he vomited blood.

He was Chinese in his previous life, not Japanese!

Squinting his eyes, Little Chris carefully observed the surrounding environment. The pink petals swirled and fell around him, which was too beautiful to behold.Little Chris was fascinated by the beauty.

He suddenly understood why the Japanese love cherry blossoms so much.

"It's really... beautiful." Little Chris sighed softly.

"Yeah, it's really beautiful."

"Who are you?!" Little Chris turned around calmly, only to see a silver-haired man in a white suit standing under the cherry blossom tree, looking at him with a slight smile.

"Sakura." The other party replied in somewhat blunt Chinese.

Little Chris narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Sakura?"

The man who called himself Sakura nodded slightly: "I have no malice. I am your magic wand."

"Then?"

"I can sense your thoughts."

"You want to say, you know my background?" Little Chris looked at Sakura coldly.

Sakura nodded: "It's not just me, yours..." The silver-haired man frowned, as if he was thinking about how to express it, "He knows that bird, too." In the end, Sakura chose this statement that can be regarded as fact.

"Okay, let's get to the point." Little Chris didn't expect to know Fly's true identity from this ghost or monster in front of him.This is also true, Sakura really didn't know that Fly was Suzaku - Fly was obviously not exactly the same as the mythical beast in the country he was born in.

"I wish you could do me a favor."

Now it's little Chris's turn to frown. Why is it that God can't get along with him? One or two things that others think are treasures are all paid for?

"Say."

"Let me 'live'."

scare...

"You... are a ghost!!" God knows, little Chris is very afraid of ghosts.

"Do not."

"..."

"not quite."

"...!"

"I used to be a spirit residing in a cherry blossom tree... similar to the ghost you mentioned."

"It's still a ghost..." Little Chris felt powerless for a while, but look at this... half-ghost in front of him, he looks pretty good, well, he is not afraid of such a beautiful ghost, but he is afraid of Aunt Sadako or Aunt Kayako's "scary" "The ghost.

"Someone cut off a branch of that tree, and I was sealed in it and brought to England. Then, I was made into a wand by another person, and I was put in a box until I met you. "

"Tell me why you came to me." Little Chris raised his eyebrows, and there was no emotion in his light brown eyes.He is now very good at restraining his emotions.

"You are cursed."

44 Christmas extravaganza

Cherry blossoms are beautiful.

Even if I die, I still hope to see cherry blossoms.

But the soul without a body as a refuge is very easy to dissipate, and eventually turns into a "spirit" and returns to nature.

And I am not a resentful spirit, so I cannot forcibly stay in the human world with the help of powerful thoughts. In just a few days, I will disappear—the soul will be scattered.

My only obsession, which is not too strong, is to stay here, to watch the cherry blossoms bloom, then to see the cherry blossoms fall, and then to wait for the flowers to bloom and fall in the coming year.If I am still alive, I will definitely make such a wish, even if I look at the cherry blossoms for a lifetime, it doesn't matter.But on second thought, if I'm still alive, I must be more interested in earning.As a kind of creature, human beings must eat and drink, and occasionally use money to buy other things.People, you have to pursue, just thinking about eating and drinking is too small a goal; thinking about having enough food and clothing is not classy.

However, now that I am a ghost, it seems that I am not qualified to have such hopes.What more could a helpless ghost ask for?I just hope that I will not disappear, even if I will gradually forget the past - it is said that ordinary souls who have not passed away normally will gradually forget the past when they wander in the human world.

I don't want to die, I don't want to disappear, I'm really greedy, this kind of thing can only be realized by encountering some kind of adventure, the senior ghosts said, every world has its own laws, and everything has to follow its own way. There is a price to be paid for going the other way.

To my surprise, I actually found another way.

According to legend, when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, people who walk through the cherry blossom forest will be cursed and die.

Legend has it that the special blood-stained red color of cherry blossom petals is due to the fact that there are dead bodies buried under the cherry blossom trees.

The legend about cherry blossoms is not beautiful at all, always accompanied by words like blood and death.But I think these legends should be true - at least close to the truth.

I sit under the cherry blossom tree every day, hiding from the sun and waiting for the season when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.I don't know how long it has been, but after my death, I finally saw the cherry blossoms in full bloom for the first time. I couldn't help the temptation, and I stretched out my transparent fingers that ordinary people can't see to touch the breathtakingly beautiful cherry blossoms.who knows……

After the sky spins, there is endless darkness.By the time I came to my senses, my perspective had changed.

Originally, I enjoyed cherry blossoms under the cherry blossom trees, but now I enjoyed cherry blossoms inside the cherry blossom trees.

Oh, to be honest, the feeling of seeing cherry blossoms from the inside of the cherry tree is not good at all. The mysterious beauty is gone, and only weirdness is left.Maybe it's because I'm not used to this kind of perspective, in short, I don't like this feeling very much.But it's been a long time, so long that I've forgotten how many years have passed, and I'm still used to it.After all, it is an unchangeable fact that I became a spirit attached to the cherry blossom tree.

Becoming a Dryad, I used to—I mean before I was dead—didn't even dare to imagine it.But when these became a fact, I didn't show too much excitement or anxiety.

My dream of being able to watch the cherry blossoms all the time can come true, what else can I pray for?The only price I have to pay is the inability to move freely, to leave the trunk of this tree.

After becoming a half-ghost, half-demon thing, I thought about exploring the reasons why I became like this. I asked the senior ghosts who passed by, and everyone didn’t know very well. I only know that Sakura is spiritual, probably like those legends As described in it.I have been unable to draw a conclusion, and I have let go of it after a long time. No matter what the reason is, since I don't want to change the status quo, it doesn't make much sense to know, does it?

But my life seems to be not very good, although I am lucky to be half ghost and half demon.At a time when I had forgotten my name and almost all of my memory of being a person, a person appeared.

It was a person I couldn't see through, he seemed strong and yet vulnerable.His spiritual power is so strong that almost all ghosts just want to stay away from him, and they can't tell whether the spiritual power is right or wrong—spiritual power can be divided into good and evil, but this "good and evil" is not what humans mean by justice and evil. Those whose strength is righteous are those who cultivate in the righteous way, and those whose spiritual power is evil are those who practice the way of magic, that is, crooked ways.

The way of magic does not mean bad, it is just the difference brought about by differences in cultivation methods and races. In order to distinguish these, there are terms such as so-called good and evil.

But most humans seem to have misunderstood it?Do you think evil is bad?Well, I have lived as a half-ghost and half-demon for a long time, and I know that good and bad are not clear.Different standards lead to different conclusions. I never judge things by good or bad.

The person I couldn't see through found the cherry blossom tree I was attached to and broke off a branch.I thought he was just bored and picked up something, but my cherry blossom tree is considered a half-demon, so it is of course of great use.

But who knew, that person then separated me from the cherry blossom tree and sealed me in that branch!

Later, across the ocean, I was sealed in a tree branch by him and brought to England far away from my homeland—a very strange country.

I really, really want to go home.

I spent a hundred years in the wand shop, waiting for the chance to go home, looking forward to it, when Christian, the little wizard, came to the wand shop, I knew my chance had come, waited After a long time, I finally found someone who could help me return to my hometown.

It's really hard to find the way home.

It's a pity that the child is a bit stupid. Although he is mature and sensible sometimes, he always does stupid things.If I were hundreds of thousands of years younger, or when I was still alive as a human being, I would understand what he did.

Hey, I don't know when he will really grow up.Although he is now much more mature than before, it is not enough, far from enough!To break the seal of that person, it is impossible to do it without a very firm determination.To defeat someone who is stronger than yourself, you have a chance of winning only if you have a stronger heart than the opponent.

This kid Chris is actually very cute, but he is so stupid that he was hurt twice by that man with a bad brain, and he kept posting it to others, not afraid that the man would get upset when he just gave him his life. It worked out.I don't know where Chris got his confidence, did he think that the man called the Dark Lord wouldn't really kill him?People don't kill people now, maybe it's just because they think it's fun-it's fun to watch Chris' self-righteous performance, isn't it?

Poor child, that man's soul has been so weak that it is almost gone. Obviously, his whole body will collapse soon, and when the power of the soul is not enough to completely control the body, he will become something like a walking dead.Chris seems to have some expectations for it.

I don't know the purpose of the man who sealed me back then, but I can be sure that it has a lot to do with Chris.The curse that Chris received, the spirit sealed in the branches of the cherry tree, even the dark lord with an incomplete soul, and Chris’s bird that is definitely not an owl, let alone a monster or a monster, there must be some connection between these four, but the specifics I can't tell.

But these are all indifferent, no matter whether there is any conspiracy or not, I only care about one thing: go back to my hometown, go back to the cherry blossom tree, that is my only destination, only when I go back there, can I feel that I am free Yes, because all the consequences are the result of my own choice.

45 Curse

"You are cursed."

"Curse?" Little Chris thought of a conjecture circulating among Ravenclaw students: Christian Metley could only make poison according to the method of making potion because he was cursed.

"I don't know the specifics. I can only perceive that there is a curse on you. In short, I need your help."

"How can I help you?"

"Unlock my seal."

"But I won't."

"You can destroy a wand."

Little Chris waited silently for the silver-haired man... er, the half-ghost, half-demon's next words.

"You are cursed, you cannot be cured, you can only be destroyed..."

Uh, why does it sound like western fantasy?Well, this is HP, and it is indeed fantastic.

Little Chris complained silently in his heart.

"The summary is that you want to be free, and I can destroy the wand that imprisons you." Little Chris raised the corners of his lips, "But it is impossible for me to not have a wand right now."

"I know. I have been waiting for hundreds of years, and I don't care about waiting for a few more years. When you no longer need me, please destroy the wand." Sakura moved deeply towards little Chris.