[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Voldemort didn't make any comment on her rough eating, as if Jane could ignore him even if she licked him with a plate.After the meal was over, he took Jane back to the second floor.Because there is no electricity in the house, the only light source is Voldemort's wand.Jane followed behind him, holding up the hem of her skirt and walking up.The wand in Voldemort's hand moved slightly, and Jane's quilt, which was originally spread in the corner, moved instantly to the bed in another room.

Suddenly, Jane exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on.She turned around like crazy and ran towards the first floor.

Voldemort looked at Jane's running back with a cold smile on his lips.Standing there without moving, he heard that she seemed to trip over something and fell to the ground when she was walking downstairs quickly, so he walked slowly towards the direction Jane was leaving.

Then, there was a scream from inside the house.Sorrowful, with fear and helplessness echoed in the empty room.

Jane fell on the cold floor tiles, and the candles on the marble table illuminated a dead body that appeared in the room at some point.The dim candlelight fell on the corpse, making the yellowed face even more withered.His eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, and a deep crease was carved on his forehead, like a ravine.There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was very painful. It was obvious that the deceased had suffered severe torture before his death.The bright red blood flowed all over the ground, soaking his black robe, giving off a strange red light.Black hair fell messily on his face and fell to the ground.

"No!" Jane screamed and wanted to stand up and rush up to hug the man into her arms, but her legs had already lost strength, and she couldn't stand up from the ground at all, so she could only use her hands and feet to crawl towards the corpse.Then eagerly and carefully lay beside him, wanting to reach out but not daring to do so.

But obviously, she wasn't the only one targeting this corpse.Many mice sprang out of the house, and no one knew where these mice came from.

Gray mice quickly rushed to Snape's body, and they began to nibble, as if they had found some delicious food.

"No!" Jane lay down on her stomach, tightly protecting his body.Losing her strength, she suddenly realized that she couldn't even resist a little mouse, "Get out! Get out!"

The rats got under her stomach, and the feeling of the balls moving around her stomach made Jane's hairs explode.Nausea, fear, sadness, all emotions came at her at once, crushing her.But she couldn't do anything except keep slapping the growing rats.There was sharp pain in her arms, and the rats seemed to be sharing her body.

Enduring the pain, Jane hugged Snape in her arms, regardless of the rats crawling on her body and the pain of being bitten, she stubbornly held the cold corpse.But in the end, those rats drowned them like a flood.She was in excruciating pain, but she could only watch those fat rats gnaw away Snape's body.

His soul is gray, he cannot enter hell, nor can he go to heaven, and he is not protected by the laws of this world.When you die, you die.

And his body, bitten by mice, turned into a puddle of minced meat and a puddle of blood in her arms little by little.Sensen's white bones hurt her eyes, no matter how much she cried, those mice would not stop.

Forget about the pain in her body, she struggled to free herself from the rats that were biting her, trying to lift Snape from the ground.But those rats grabbed the hem of her clothes and dragged Snape's body, they couldn't allow her to leave at all.

"do not do that!"

At this moment, Jane forgot that she was a god, forgot that she had the power to change the world, and forgot all the pride she had.

At this moment, she is like a traveler trapped in the mud and abyss.She has no way to get rid of the predicament in front of her, just like she has no way to preserve the body of her beloved.

She could only watch helplessly as this body was eaten away bit by bit in her arms.Those dirty, shameless, despicable rats bit off his flesh and took away the skin she once kissed devoutly.Bite off his finger, and once gently caressed her face.He bit open his stomach, and his internal organs were scattered all over the floor.

The man she once held in her hands and loved was ruined in front of her bit by bit.

The man who had hurt her deeply disappeared like this little by little.

His soul, his body, all gone.

Just like his feelings for her, everything that he didn't miss has disappeared completely.

Suddenly, Jane hated herself—

She hated herself why she came to the world!

She hated herself why she had to seal the power!

She hated herself for having feelings!

She hated herself even more for falling in love with someone who could give her nothing!

"Ah!" She yelled like crazy, throwing his body away completely.She had never felt so eager to regain her former power. Even in the face of death and Voldemort's provocations again and again, she never thought about taking back those sealed powers.But at this moment—when Snape died in front of her, when his body was ruthlessly divided up, she finally understood what power does!

——That is the right to protect the people or things she cherishes from being deprived!

For the first time in millions of years, she deeply understood the importance of power.

But by the time she understood, it was already too late.

A trace of power that does not belong to the world burst out from Jane's body. Except for Voldemort, no one could see countless golden characters floating around Jane.If Voldemort knew Paradise, he would be able to recognize that it was the seal that God left on Jane.An invisible airflow began to flow out of the room, and the mice screamed and turned into powder and disappeared invisible in the airflow.The bricks on the floor began to crumble, and the black marble table crumbled into pieces.

It's just a leak of power, but the pure and powerful power is enough to destroy everything in the house.

Voldemort stood there, with greed and satisfaction in his vertical red pupils.But he knew very well that the situation in front of him could not make Jane continue to lose control, otherwise it was very likely that he would also disappear in this storm.So he resisted the urge to gain that power, and said cheerfully, "Dear Jane, that's just a Boggart."

But Jane didn't seem to hear it at all, she was still kneeling in front of Snape's body, with her head down, she couldn't see clearly the expression on her face.

The wand in Voldemort's hand moved, and Snape's body began to twitch.It quickly twisted into a dense black mist, and got under the stairs amidst the storm.