[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

In front of Dumbledore, the water flow formed a bright mirror, and the slight movement of the ripples on the mirror did not affect the reflected image from afar. James Potter and that were full of malice, completely driven by darkness and destruction, and even lost their bodies. For the dark lord's last shard of reason and judgment, the confrontation between two completely different values ​​and outlook on life.

He even made wanton use of Horcruxes without paying attention to his own soul. Dumbledore couldn't help wondering whether Voldemort's spirit was still normal.In the end...or did Grindelwald intervene?

Dumbledore's eyes turned to James' fingers, where the familiar runes were faintly glowing. If he hadn't seen this, he wouldn't be sure. The final battle with Grindelwald was very fierce, and Grindelwald's magic power was abolished After half a day, he was finally imprisoned in the tower, where Dumbledore was still covered with preventive spells.Now, the ring on Jaime's hand is by no means a blessing or an aid.Dumbledore's anger just now came from the tension that he was far behind the two biggest enemies in everything he checked, and now the tension has turned into a thick

Worries.

It's not that he doesn't want to help James, but the boy is right, as a student, he needs to face a test on his own, which no one else can do for him.He should trust the younger generation, this kind of trust is like in another world, more than ten years later, he believes that the boy with the scar can always burst out amazing tenacity and courage at the most critical moment.

This is James' own battle.

That night, after being hit by the Imperius Curse, Sirius fainted in a trance. From his point of view, the surrounding environment became a piece of darkness, not the usual pure jet black, but patches of different shades The blackness of the background makes the background look like a patchwork collage. It seems that a poor painter will only fill the gaps with a poor single black.

Along with a burst of beautiful music, a green light shone on his face, illuminating the table and chairs that appeared before him at some point, and a circle of strange people around the table. Their wizard robes were very expensive. One, the decorations on the clothes are also very elegant, and they are of extraordinary value at first glance. They are sitting upright, with tableware in front of them, but their faces have only one mouth, no eyes, no nose, and no ears, which should exist The parts of these organs are as smooth as if they never existed.Sirius hastily raised his hand and touched his face, what reassured him was that none of his facial features were missing, but no matter how he tried

He tried, but couldn't get himself up and out of the chair.

There are exquisite and picturesque desserts on the table, and a large number of bright and blooming flowers are placed in the vase in the middle. Under the green light, not only are they not damaged, but they even have a layer of evil allure. "People" sat upright, silently waiting for something that Sirius didn't know.

With the ringing of a bell representing the opening of the banquet, a beam of emerald green light fell from the black void above again, and shone on the body of a young man in front of the table. Dressed in a white glove, he held a magic wand in his hand. He had black messy hair and eyes like red wine. He smiled and made a gentlemanly salute to everyone. He waved his wand gracefully, and again A green light came on, illuminating around him a lot of people in various clothes, but no matter what they were dressed, they all pointed out that they were a group of Muggles.

"My dear diners." The young man flamboyantly made big moves that would only be used when performing dramas, with a standard screen smile: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, our banquet is about to begin, everyone is welcome, you will Enjoy the happiness that only the supreme pure-blood wizards are entitled to."

He turned his head, squinted his eyes, looked at the group of shivering Muggles huddled together, and casually pointed to a handsome elementary school student who looked like the most ordinary: "You." The little boy shrank even tighter, The boy turned his head, and his ruthlessness towards the student turned into an apologetic smile towards the people at the table: "Appetizer, it's just an appetizer, don't look at him small." He waved his wand, and the boy was pulled away by an invisible force Come over and fall heavily in front of him.

Sirius didn't know whether these people with no noses could breathe, or they didn't even have ears, so they couldn't hear what the boy was saying, but he could feel the air flow in the air speeding up strangely, as if countless people were excited Panting heavily, in front of the young man, the poor child's body was stiff, vulnerable and helpless.

"Our appetizer: ridicule." The young man waved his wand enthusiastically as if encouraging people to cheer up, and said mercilessly at the little Muggle: "The soul is out of the body."

The boy's eyes became empty in an instant, and his timidity and fear were swept away. Then, the boy made him behave like a monkey tamer.

All kinds of funny or self-respecting actions, all the mouths laughed together, Sirius couldn't laugh, and he found that as the boy's actions became more and more funny, an unknown fragrance gradually permeated, and patches of gray The thing floated out with his various movements, and floated towards the people at the table until it stopped above their heads. Those people cheered happily, as if they had won it.

A certain order, pick up the knife and fork together, raise your arms and snatch it hungrily, cut the gray substance with the knife, and put it in your mouth with a fork, some people even opened their mouths and stretched He bit his neck directly, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with food cutting, greedy devouring, collision of knives and forks, etc., which can only be made by the most wolf-hungry person at the dining table.

The little boy kept doing all kinds of pathetic movements uncontrollably, from grimacing, running and jumping at the beginning, to becoming more and more violent and unbearable, including twisting his arms until the bones twisted out of them, biting his skin until blood Dripping, the gray matter that came out became less and less, until the boy was completely unable to control his body to make any movements, fell to the ground, and could no longer produce that gray matter.At last the torment ceased, and the lad waved his wand mercilessly, throwing him aside.

After the gray matter on the top of the head was eaten by the greedy diners, the boy bent down again to salute, and the elegant tone sounded again: "Main course: pain."

He turned his head, and the group of Muggles huddled even tighter. Some of them covered their faces desperately, and their tears even wet their sleeves. Girl, he swung his wand again and pulled her over.The girl stirred the skirt vigorously, her face twisted and let out bursts of hissing, the boy shook his head and smiled charmingly: "No way, releasing the fear so quickly will waste food." His wand once again A little effortlessly: "Cruciatus."

A tragic scream that only appeared in nightmares erupted from the girl's mouth. Her body shrank into a ball because of the pain, her nails were randomly on her chest, and she was scratching her arms, as if she wanted to scratch into the depths of her bones. The melons covered their ears, and the monsters at the dining table were even more excited. Slices of blood-red substance ran out of the girl's mouth, with a leisurely look that didn't match the fear at all. Many monsters were eager to leave the table and pounce. In the past, the closest monsters stretched out their arms, and before the red substance floated above their heads, they had been swallowed one by one, chewing, twitching their tongues, and even spurting saliva due to the hasty movements. come out.

Is this my nightmare?Sirius' face was already pale, and he had a strong feeling of wanting to vomit, but until he retched, he didn't vomit anything. He wanted to stand up, but such a simple movement still couldn't be done.He closed his eyes tightly, but he couldn't stop those voices, he wanted to hide, he wanted to strangle the monster beside him, he wanted to kill himself, as long as he could get out of this ghostly place.

In this intense helplessness, entree time is over.The group of crazy monsters seemed to have regained their senses - if they really had senses - they sat upright again dignifiedly, took out the napkins under the plates and wiped their oily mouths gracefully.

The young man showed the honor and pride that the chefs had when they were praised by the customers' satisfaction, smiled at Sirius like a joke, and said in a mysterious tone: "Dessert." He raised an arm and pointed at the group. The Muggle waved vigorously: "Despair!"

Before he could react, he quickly swung his wand and pulled a middle-aged man in a suit, throwing him heavily in the middle of the table, and then there was a fast green light: "Avada Kedavra."

The man was sprawled dead on the table, and from under his back leaked an intense black that clashed with the color of the table, darker than anything in the background.

A piece of black must be thick, and the monsters continued to cut and swallow excitedly, but some of the black came out too fast and flowed to the table too quickly. Many monsters simply threw away their knives and forks and lay down on the table to swallow He sucked, the creaking sound shook Sirius' scalp numb, and his bones ached unbearably.

This must be my hell!Fear seized the brain and could only repeat the words over and over again, Sirius shook hands weakly, he couldn't even find his own wand.

When the sickening gulps finally stopped, the boy turned to the group of Muggles, still awake but with empty eyes, each face filled with despair and fear.

"You must be wondering why we did this," said the boy, "but you must understand that it is all your own fault. We are wizards and we have great power, but why should we hide? Our Why is life not happy? Why are we still suffering from noble blood? It is because of you. Mudbloods. You are weak, powerless, and incompetent, but you occupy the resources that should belong to us. You should not survive. But you live in the world with shamelessness. You don't understand the law of the jungle, you don't understand magic, but you greedily take what doesn't belong to you. You can never have our elegance, and you don't deserve our honor. The source of the world's evil is you And we must take revenge. We are innocent and innocent, all we need is a living space, and there is no place for you in this space! From now on, your death is due, and your life is due Serve us!"

"Can't you resist for a while? Didn't anyone tell this lunatic to shut up? Give him a slap in the face!" Sirius roared in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. His vocal cords seemed to be tightly grasped by a small hand. It's hard to pinch, and there's not even a trace of tone coming out.

The author has something to say: I wrote this chapter while sitting in KFC with the air conditioner in the afternoon. I just wrote the part about devouring food. When I looked up, I found a group of people sitting on the big table in front of me. How did it break...【Hide face