magic sacrifice

The pre-set transparent patterns on the floor glowed one by one, and the glowing lines converged to form a powerful sword, which was placed across the corresponding wrists of the two people.

When the contract was concluded, the grand and majestic magic power surged up without hesitation. The magic power that was so strong that it turned into a substance flashed halos of different colors in a very short moment, and a complete circle silently enveloped it. Two people were killed, and one of the difficult and terrible forces was trying to tear the circle in two!

There is not even the slightest similarity between soul fusion and separation. The pain that is so severe that it cuts through every inch of muscle and nerve makes the expressions of the two top wizards in the world change at the same time, overriding this unbearable pain. , is the feeling that something extremely intimate and originally extremely entangled is slowly and clearly pulled out from the depths of the bone marrow.

That means that the soul contract is beginning to be undone——!

Never before has there been a clearer awareness of what is happening now, and after what seems like an entire century, the light is finally beginning to dim.

Dumbledore moved his fingers slightly.

"Now it's my turn to choose the next step." Grindelwald said abruptly, his voice sounded far away, like a faint echo from another world after the extreme pain.

The dazzling light flashed away, and Dumbledore's slightly sluggish reaction due to pain slowed down for a moment, and as long as this moment, his subconsciously raised hand would be restrained by the other party without warning, a water snake It was as if the rope was slipping on the wrist trying to resist, and tightened suddenly.

"...Gellert?"

Dumbledore murmured.The auburn hair was brushed away by the surging magic power, and before the other hand could touch the wand, it was already entangled by another rope without anyone noticing it.Lost the opportunity, both hands were restrained, even Dumbledore can only be caught now.

Grindelwald's dazzling blond hair was still shining under the extinguished light, a pale, powerful and indifferent wand was held in his slender hand, and the other hand grasped the center of the rope, his handsome face curved into an arc, Frivolously kissed each other's lips.

"Are we back to the beginning?" He said, unscrupulous after a long absence, "You belong to me again."

******

Harry still felt dizzy in his head when he was forced to return to the spacious and comfortable exquisite guest room, as if something was missing, but he couldn't grasp what it was.

The pale blond wizard was circling around the room irritably, his eyes lit up when he saw him coming back, but soon, he restrained himself from showing any superficial excitement, and asked pretendingly indifferently: "Potter ,You're back?"

Harry answered absently.

Draco moved slowly from the opposite corner of the door, his footsteps showing the pride and slowness of a pure-blood family, like a white peacock ready to spread its tail.

"...what just happened? You look like you've just been tortured, Saint Potter."

After a while, he finally couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Harry replied vaguely, sighed, sleepiness surged up as he relaxed, and the extra sleepiness made him almost unable to open his eyelids, so he could only staggered towards the nearest one. Zhang made a bed and threw himself on it.

Draco was dumbfounded.

"Wait—wait Scarhead!" he growled without demeanor, "Get up! That's my bed!!"