[HP Twins] Death Brothers

George used insanity on Randall, rummaging through his brain for memories. Randall's magic was taught to him by a man with a hood, and he told Randall that it was an interesting coordinates, there will be what he wants.The Eternal Bazaar was indeed crowded with people as Randall said, everyone bartered, there were quarrels in bargaining from time to time, the clothes were different, and some people wore outdated wizard robes.

If there was a place to get news of Fred, the bazaar would be great, but he can't reach the bazaar, maybe throwing away the resurrection stone will do, but that's too risky. If you give Randall the pocket watch and let him It's obviously impractical to help yourself. You don't need to speculate. You will know that the next moment Randall holds the pocket watch, he must run away. What credit does a person who can even abandon his partner have?

Randall fell to the ground, his head hurt as if being stirred with a stick, and the gastric juice seemed to be boiling, making him retch non-stop.This caused a surge of hatred in his heart, forcing him to keep his eyes wide open under such circumstances, staring at George with hatred in his eyes.

Using Dementia on people is indeed very uncomfortable. George is not a master in this area, and this is the first time he has used Dementia on people.Although Randall was not so polite to George during the brief kidnapping process, he stepped on his stomach and slapped him, but at this time from the victim to the perpetrator, Randall's pain made George Feeling very bad.

"I'm sorry." George apologized earnestly, and reached out to help Randall up.

And Randall knocked away his support, "You evil wizard, you should be burned to death."

Randall's curse drew George's laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" He frowned, looking at George like a madman.

"Actually, medieval muggles were afraid of magic and burned them when they caught witches, but in reality wizards had a magic that freezes the flames, and the burn of the flames just makes them feel mild and itchy. They just pretend to be caught , and then pretended to scream. The fortune-teller Wen Delin liked being burned very much. He once transformed himself into many forms and was caught by people on purpose. There are as many as 47 times." From the textbook "History of Magic".

George has never been in contact with real Muggles, not referring to those Muggle students in Hogwarts, but the kind of Muggles who have never been in contact with the wizarding world, so the first time he was said that, it made him a little It's funny.What I just said was learned from the history of magic at Hogwarts.He thought of the lengthy history of magic textbooks, and the time of historical events that he would never understand. At that time, he was only in the second grade.

"Since you wizards are so great, why are you still dying? This is the land of the undead."

Randall's words made George stop smiling. For a moment, Randall thought that George was going to explode again. He was a little scared and moved back a little, but soon George regained his composure, and he pushed the red hair behind his head , revealing his brown-green eyes and pale skin.

He is more like an undead than himself, Randall thought so, but the undead has no friends, and he will not sympathize with him.

George dragged Randall to the end of the street. There was nothing there. George was very satisfied. He tapped in the air with his wand. The next moment, a door appeared. Candy and funny toys were sold behind the door. Randall, who followed in, stared blankly.

"Mr. Randall, I think you haven't tasted the food in the world for a long time, why don't you try the candy on the cabinet."

Randall turned his head and ignored George, which made George laugh twice in embarrassment. He showed an apologetic smile, "I apologize for what I did to you just now, please forgive me." Randall's imprisonment.

Gryffindor-style smile, the sun is still harmless, Randall squeezed his loose hands, a little disdainful, but still picked up a spherical candy with colorful lights and put it in his mouth.Just because the undead don't need food doesn't mean they really don't miss it.

The spherical candy is hard in the hand, but it melts immediately in the mouth. Before Randall tasted the sweetness of the candy, his whole mouth felt numb, and his tongue became stiff and swollen. Outside the mouth, it becomes a big one, still glowing, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, the seven colors are in rotation, very funny.

"Oh, Mr. Randall, what's the matter with you? Did I forget to tell you that it's prank candy? It's specially used to deal with people who don't listen well." George's prank succeeded, making him cry with laughter.

"Who is that?" F

"This man's name is Randall." G

"What happened to him?" F

"He spoke ill of you." G

"Haha, he looks so funny." F

"Yeah, who told him to speak ill of you." G

George covered his eyes with his hands and smiled, and the tears gradually piled up, forcing him to turn his back to someone else, and this other person—that is, Randall, stared at George's back while walking silently The direction of the door retreated, and when he was about to retreat outside the door, George's voice stopped him from retreating.

"I know what you're after and I can give you what you want, and you know I can because I'm a wizard."

Randall felt that at this moment, he was bewitched by George.

***

"A Victorian metal button for a wizard's robe," said an old man in ragged clothes with a wrinkled face.

"Come on, little guy, you can't change a wizard's robe with a metal button." A woman under 30 years old answered, and she waved a hand to drive away the old man in front of her.

This is a lively market, some people wear masks, some don't, and the shopkeepers are usually the kind who don't wear masks.They are not so enthusiastic about business. They like to lean in front of the store and watch the people here and there. Call this place the land of the undead.

After the woman rushed away the layman who didn't understand prices impatiently, she saw a new stall opened opposite today.

"Dürer's "Praying Hands", for water of pain."

The peddler was a girl with short blond hair, in her early ten years, which meant that she died at a very young age.She was a little thin, which made her look like she was starved to death. There was an easel behind her, and on the shelf was a sketch, which depicted a pair of rough hands, which were slightly folded together, as if Warming hands is like praying.

"Little guy, why change to pain water? Not happy water?" the woman asked while looking at the girl opposite.

"Pain is easier to get than happiness, isn't it?" The red-haired girl faced the direction of the tailor shop woman and answered her question with a blank expression.

The two stopped talking and each waited to get what they wanted. Gradually, people on the street disappeared one by one. The woman packed up her things and looked back at the girl opposite, "Hey, I'm going to go back to seven hours ago , don't you make any preparations?"

The girl who sold the paintings shook her head, and said calmly, "It's okay, I won't hurt myself."

After crushing the graph paper in their hands, the two returned to the bazaar seven hours ago. Unlike the bazaar they saw just now, it now looks more like hell.Many people without masks are doing the same thing, which is fighting someone who looks like them.

Customers who are familiar with the Eternal Bazaar always wear various masks or hoods, and will carefully avoid themselves. Only the young residents who are visiting for the first time will show their faces.

Every shop is the place where the fight is the most fierce, which is why they can become a permanent shop.

The woman just now was holding a tailor's knife in her hand, and she was fighting with a person who looked exactly like her. They were choking each other's necks, and they had the same grim expressions on their faces. Both sides wanted to kill each other.

"You're dead, so I can 'live'." I can't tell which is the woman seven hours ago and which is the woman seven hours later, they look exactly the same, because they are themselves.

Treating yourself with the same appearance, like twin brothers and sisters, killing each other is a crime called kinicide.

This is a prank by the god of death, and this is not a place for people to live happily.

The undead are already dead, they are immortal unless they kill themselves.

Death said: "You yourselves give up life."

After a while, the shopkeepers came back to their doors one by one, and began to greet the guests. The regular customers were used to it, as if they hadn't seen the tragedy just now.

While arranging her messy hair, the woman leaned against her door and asked the two girls who looked exactly the same, "Who is Dürer?"

The short-haired girls looked at each other, and one replied, "He's a painter."

Another continued: "Germans."

The woman smiled when she heard them talking to each other, "You guys are really interesting. Who are those hands in the painting praying to?"

The faces of the two blond girls remained expressionless, and one said, "Actually, this is his brother."

Another said: "But he was a devout man and probably prayed."

The woman showed a sarcastic expression, "So he found his god in the undead land?"

The two girls shook their heads, nodded again, and said together: "He has been favored by the god of death."

Some regular customers were attracted by such a pair of twin girls, and sarcastically said: "A painting can't replace the water of pain."

The blond girls looked at each other, and one said, "What can I change?"

Another continued: "Painwater."

The guests walking on the street felt that they were interesting, and there were very few undead who did not kill each other. A rare and kind reminder: "Magician things are popular here, and the graph paper in your hand is also an alchemy made by a certain wizard. "

The blond girl finally frowned, and one of them asked, "What is a wizard?"

Another asked, "Is there a wizard here?"

"Oh boy, wizards are special people, they have magical powers, but they always 'die' too fast."

The two girls asked at the same time, "Why?"

"Maybe they are really useful and very interesting." I don't know who said so.

The blonde girl shook her head, and one said, "Is it useful?"

Another said: "Interesting?"

No one answered their questions.

In the Eternal Bazaar, no matter where the undead are, as long as they obtain the time and space coordinates of the bazaar, they can directly reach the bazaar, so there are always countless people there.There are even countless selves.

But if you meet yourself, it will be a very terrible thing, you will be split in two, memory, soul power will be weakened.

The domain of the god of death belongs to the kingdom of the god of death. This is not a place for the undead to live happily, but a prank by the god of death. He does not kill the undead, but tortures the undead in various ways to make them give up on themselves.

Petrification, splitting, self-killing among the undead, there is endless time here, and the cycle overlaps. If you can live for a hundred years without collapsing, then it will be thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of years.

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