[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

Among the frightened group of Muggles, a voice gradually sounded: "It should be, it should be... Our death is necessary... Glory..."

As the sound wave gradually expanded, the fear on their faces turned into fanaticism, their tears turned into smiles, and their despair turned into admiration. The group of people actually raised their hands and shouted, repeating what the boy said just now, staring at him fascinatedly. Holding that wand, it was as if after all these years of living in vain, he finally found meaning in his life.

The young man waved his wand casually: "There are only three dishes, and the guests will not be satisfied. So, what are you going to do?"

"I'll come! Let me come!" Those ordinary people waved their arms, rushed over, or knelt on the ground to worship, and kept affirming their sincerity, and they were willing to be the first to be presented as a dish. has become what it is today.

"Very good, you finally understand." The young man smiled sweetly, his indifference turned into satisfaction and intoxication.Then, he stared straight at Sirius and smiled: "It's your turn, you are the top ingredient in this banquet."

He waved his wand, and Sirius was pulled over by him uncontrollably and fell to the ground. The young man continued to point his wand at him, and spoke to the group of Muggles in a pleasant manner: "Look, this is Sirius Black, he As a wizard, but without the self-consciousness of pure blood, he abandoned the pride of being a nobleman, turned his back on his family, and embarked on an unseemly and reckless wrong path. He actually spoke for you, and he actually felt that you should not Eaten as food, not to be removed as rubbish. He and his companions are so self-righteous and arrogant that they can't see where the wizard's honor lies. And these are not his worst crimes, his worst crimes, It was when he was a student that he almost killed his weak classmate."

The corner of the boy's mouth curled up into a smile: "When I think of the day when Muggles are cleared, this kind of person will still live with his boring liberalism, it makes me feel extremely sick. I will give you the power to let you say, What kind of judgment should be given to him?"

"Kill him! Eat him! Clear him!"

"Wait, he's pretty good-looking... Then educate him! Let him repent! Let him return to the right path!"

The brainwashed people were divided into two factions, roaring with righteous indignation, discussing, and arguing about how to judge the sinners, as if Sirius was the one who wanted to kill them.

"It's a failure." The young man smiled, and a small voice leaked from the corner of his mouth, but fell into Sirius' ear very clearly: "You know? Sirius, you are worthless, and your life is only used to explain what recklessness is." Written, you forgot your family, gave up the glory of Slytherin, pure blood and nobles, just want to die for a guy who is not worth it, but you have accomplished nothing in any way, you Just dead, brainless dead, with nothing to contribute to your life."

"Then, go to hell—"

The light of the soul that belonged to Sirius himself gradually faded, and the malicious fragments smiled, waiting for the destruction of both poor people inside and outside at the same time.

Words really matter.

Language should be the lightest thing in the world. It has no substance, so how can it have weight.

But now, it's heavy.

"Hee hee hee, he must be dying, right?..."

"What, we didn't say anything. If it collapses like this, it can only show that James Potter is too narrow-minded..."

"That's right, people who care about everything are the most annoying..."

"What are you doing so seriously? We're just telling the truth. He's such an irresponsible man. It's his fault..."

"Is there anyone else to defend him? Wow, is this kind of person worth mentioning? It's all an excuse, I can't stand it..."

"Look, James, you can't even pay them back. They don't mean anything malicious, they're just telling the truth." The voice that belonged to Sirius taunted James maliciously, trying to fundamentally deny this. The life of young people in the world.

James looked at him, his brown eyes unmoving: "That's it?"

"Is that not enough?" The other party asked back: "You have been completely denied."

James said suspiciously: "But, can these comments and smears hurt me?"

"It will hurt those who love you!" cried the Fragment. "Sirius, your parents, the people you loved and the people who loved you, they believed in you, they knew where you were going, they knew you You are an upright person, but they will suffer because of these bad words! Because you are cursed, they are also smeared! Or are you selfish enough to think that as long as you don’t care, this

Some people should bear this with you? "

With these roars, the ring on James' finger shrunk tighter and hotter, and James felt that his whole hand was going to be numb. He couldn't believe that the ring given by Grindelwald would turn out instantly. Emotions exploded out of control watching the fragment of the Dark Lord's soul.

"But I have already done what I want to do, I pursue what I want, I get what I want and respond to them with all my strength, although those words can be discredited, what can they change? Can Sirius turn against me? Can it make my parents never love me again? Or can it make me really become a Death Eater who kills innocent people indiscriminately?" James frowned, not because of the other party's questioning, but because of the increasing pressure brought by the ring. Visible burning and pain: "What the hell are you trying to do, Tom Riddle. Or do you just care about these things and become the Dark Lord everyone fears?"

"No." As if stabbed by the last sentence, the expression on Fragment's face suddenly stagnated, and his body also froze.

The muggles' disputes about how to judge the sinners continued. With these disputes, Sirius struggled as hard as he could, not giving up any possibility of escape from the curse. do it once in front of people...

The young man leaned over and looked at him: "James never cared about you, did he? He took everything you gave with peace of mind and never responded. He walked his own way and never wanted to look back Look at you, he doesn't know how to comfort you, doesn't know how to say nice words, he doesn't bring you anything but trouble and heartbreak, he's been discredited, and you've been slandered as well. He's not heroic, not handsome, and he's not smart , not great, what do you want him to do?"

James... Sirius clenched his hand, ah, I almost forgot, although Sirius' world has always been by James' side.But he had to find the way James was walking on his own first.

He believed that his friend was always on the right path, and he believed that with James, he would never go astray.

So, if his beliefs were as strong as he thought, why should he care who put him in Slytherin?That's just one academy.If dying for pure emotion is a worthless life, is it noble to live a life full of money, profit and power?

James, he knew that they had never been a weak relationship to comfort or heal each other, they were just companions fighting side by side on the same road.So James kept moving forward, making this road longer and longer in the age full of darkness and blood.

"Sirius, I always think he is the luckiest person in the world." James said with a smile, "So I have to improve as much as possible.

Try to be a person who deserves this luck, you know what I mean. "

"I'm not interested in what those people say. I want to be free because you walk ahead every time and show me the way forward. I have to follow you closely so that I won't be separated from the path you walk." Sirius murmured, "And I know I'll find you eventually, you luckiest fellow."

He had never seen what he wanted so clearly, never had he seen everything around him so clearly.

"You." He stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed the boy's wrist holding the wand in the astonished expression, and showed a determined and indifferent smile: "Believe it or not, I can kill you?"

"Because your so-called power is not worth mentioning at all."

Like a scene that can only appear in anime, Sirius easily broke the boy's wrist, and the wand fell into his hand.The boy's perfect smirk collapsed for a moment, and the monsters stood up one after another and surrounded Sirius, wearing napkins, holding knives and forks, drooling.Sirius waved his wand in disgust, but no spells worked, the monsters seemed to be magic-resistant and invulnerable.

"Maybe you can kill me." After adjusting his emotions, the young man was still at ease: "But you still can't beat them, you can only be trapped here, swallowed by them, and your body will be dedicated to the humble as you can never touch use of the great soul."

Using the wrong method.The Soul Fragment thought angrily.

Because he can't understand the bond between James and Sirius, if the method is changed, let Sirius face the swear words sprayed at James, let James face the man-eating hell that Sirius is in, what will happen? Sample?Compared with themselves, the suffering of the other party will give them a painful blow.Might be a one-hit kill...

But it is also possible that in the end it is still the opposite.

Still don't get it...don't get it at all...but it's annoying.

Want them to die.

Stop being an eyesore.

No, there is still a chance to turn around, James has not aimed his wand at him, because he is parasitic in Sirius' body, killing him is equivalent to killing Sirius.

Pointing the wand in his hand at James, he said softly, "It's useless, no matter what you say, I will get stronger and stronger. Torn apart."

James dodged the spell, and his eyes were still fixed on him, looking at any place, with hidden expectation and anxiety.

consider.

"It's useless. He can't escape." The soul fragment announced coldly.

Suddenly James pointed his wand at the chain around his neck and said loudly, "That's a locket of Horcruxes, isn't it?"

"Yes. But you can't destroy it." The soul fragment smiled calmly: "Only things that you can't get can hurt it.

Like the sword of Gryffindor, something you're not entitled to.Like the teeth of the basilisk, something you don't have the strength to get. "

The ring on his finger was hurting more and more, and the wand in James' hand fell to the ground, and at the same time, the locket began to tremble violently.

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