[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

"Can't reach the second realm? You mean you can't go to heaven or hell." Voldemort's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a look that others couldn't see clearly. "Is there any requirement to go to hell?"

"Of course." Jane said nonchalantly, "First of all, whether he is going to heaven or hell, or staying on earth, his soul must be complete. If it is not a complete soul, it will be completely broken after death. Secondly, human souls also have different colors. I only knew this not long ago." Speaking of this, Jane couldn't help feeling sad, but she didn't dare to show her true self in front of Voldemort. Emotions, just to say, "The colors of the human soul are divided into: white, gold, black and gray. White souls go to heaven, black soul stones go to hell, golden souls are protected by this world, and gray souls go to heaven. His soul is doomed to perish."

After listening to Jane's words, Voldemort said nothing more.After sitting there in silence for a while, he said to Jane: "I'm glad you can tell me this, Jane, I think you are now an honest friend of Voldemort. During this time, I hope you can Live a little more happily here, before I fully enter Hogwarts, I think you can only live here temporarily." Voldemort stood up, looked at Jane and said, "If you need anything, you can go to Narcissa, she I will take care of everything for you."

Jane looked at the back of Voldemort leaving, knowing that she was completely imprisoned.And looking at it like this, she should not see anyone except Voldemort and Narcissa.

And for a long time to come, it was exactly as Jane thought.She was confined in this room, with spells placed over the windows and doors.She would often stand at the window and watch the birds flying by inadvertently, and for the first time began to envy a free life.Sometimes, she would see a group of Death Eaters walking through the garden.They were hooded, and she couldn't see their faces.But every time she guessed whether there would be Snape in it.

Until that day, she saw Snape walking alone across the garden towards the house.She couldn't help but want to lie on the window and call his name, but a biting pain came from her fingertips holding the window.With a cry of surprise, Jane withdrew her hand immediately, and Snape was already blocked by a bush.

Jane gritted her teeth and sat down on the chair by the window.

She has sat here since her captivity, rain or shine.Perhaps only in this way, she will be closer to the outside world.

Not long after she sat down on the chair again, the door of the room was opened.It was still Voldemort who walked in, but behind him was Snape who hadn't seen him for about a month.

Jane didn't know why Snape appeared with Voldemort, but she already had an extremely bad feeling in her heart.It was as if someone was trying to push her off a cliff and she didn't know what to do.For a moment, her face was tense together.Her hands on her knees gripped her clothes tightly, not letting herself show too much nervousness.But her straight back and her taut face gave it all away.In front of Voldemort and Snape, her acting skills were immature, as if a little wizard who had not yet grown up was pretending to be calm.

Voldemort walked up to Jane slowly, and said briskly, "Are you still used to living here?"

Jane lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Voldemort, let alone Snape standing behind Voldemort: "Everything is fine."

"Last time you told me about souls and immortality, I thought it was very interesting." Voldemort stood beside Jane, bending over, his face just a finger away from hers.Even though Jane lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, she could still see the pale face and the pair of red vertical pupils beside her from the corner of her eye.Voldemort whispered, "I have to say that I have never heard of your argument elsewhere, which is probably due to the fact that humans don't know much about heaven and hell. So I must thank you for your argument." I heard some real advice about souls and immortality. But it also made me realize the little mistakes I made, but I think there is no need to worry now, because you will give me the right immortality way, isn't it, Jane."

Listening to Voldemort's words, Jane didn't understand what he meant for a while.

But it was clear that Voldemort didn't give her too much time to think, and he reached out and caressed her face.Jane tried to get away, but she found herself just sitting there, unable to move.He could only let the cold hand rub against his cheek like the skin of a snake, and come to his neck.Then, he lifted her face and forced her to look up.Voldemort straightened up, his pale, snakelike face gazing down into her stubborn black eyes.

"Jane Jean, Messenger of Heaven, Beloved of God, but you fell in love with my servant and gave your heart wrong." Voldemort said softly, and then he let go, no longer forcing Jane to look up at him, but Jiang grabbed her chin and forced her to look at the man in black robe standing in the middle of the room not far from them.

—Snape.

From the moment he entered the door, Jane didn't dare to look at him.She worried that her uncontrollable love and worry would cause him unnecessary trouble, although she still hadn't figured out Snape's position and identity.But the feelings for him in her heart subconsciously made her choose to protect him, instead of lying on the ground and crying like a fool who lost her mind.But it was clear that Voldemort did not intend to let her go so easily, he was even forcing her to admit that entangled love.Voldemort gripped her chin tightly, as if to crush her bones.She just watched, watching the man in the middle of the room standing there with his head bowed and his whole body wrapped in a black cloak.The black hair covered his cheeks, and the shadow fell on his face, making it difficult for her to see what his expression was like at this moment.She couldn't see clearly what kind of emotion was in those black eyes, maybe it was the same emptiness as before, or it might be the same indifference as before.He stood there like this, without saying a word or moving, standing there straight like a black pillar in the house.

"Perhaps you should understand that he has no interest in you, and the purpose of approaching you is only to use you. But you love him." Voldemort said viciously, and he laughed at random, "Love? In fact, only cowardice and stupidity Only a human being would do this. Because weak creatures always need a little excuse to unite their strength. But what I can't imagine is that you can have feelings for humans. Before that, I always thought that gods are ruthless. "Voldemort restrained the sarcasm on his face, "But I really have to say that your vision really needs to be improved, Jane. At least the man in front of you has never delivered his sincerity. If it wasn't because of him, maybe you wouldn't have It will appear here. It is him who dedicated you to me. The reason is very simple, his master needs someone who is not inferior to the world."