[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Everyone couldn't help being stunned by Eli's sudden appearance, and couldn't help feeling the joy and joy of being saved from a desperate situation.

"How come it's so timely, Eli?" James asked him with a smile, patting him on the shoulder hard, "I can't think of a better unfolding than this, man, you always like this, every time you show up in time Every now and then brings some good news.”

"It's a bit complicated to explain in detail. To put it simply, I installed a triggering GPS-Global Positioning System on the Portkey for Remus. In fact, it is indeed connected to Muggle positioning. You don't need to understand its specifics. What is it, just know that this is a function related to positioning." Eli said, "You didn't come back after the door key was triggered, I guess something went wrong, so come and have a look, it provides me with A place similar to the location location, which allows me to apparate directly. However, there is an anti-apparition spell cast here, so I have a little trouble coming here..."

His face looked much paler than usual. Obviously, although he had a special way to make himself come over, after all, he had some research on the magic of elves and house elves, but it couldn't be an easy task. It is also very difficult for a wizard with strong magic power like him.

"A genius idea, can this technology be popularized? I have already thought of several applications, each of which is of great significance. The Ministry of Magic should award you the Order of Merlin." Kingsley commented without hesitation, Then he motioned him to glance at the Death Eaters gradually appearing around him, "But we need to solve a small problem right now - our old enemy summoned some people to fight, and he didn't know what he did to Remus just now, It seems like he doesn't know us a little bit."

Eli turned his face to the side, saw Remus lying on the ground, and hesitated for a moment: "...Did Voldemort knock him out?"

"No, that's what Tonks did," Sirius said. "Voldemort just pressed Remus' head at close range, knocking him unconscious. When Remus opened his eyes again, he acted like It's like you don't know us anymore. It looks a bit like..."

"Possessed?" Eli asked. Amid the nods of approval from the others, his eyes silently narrowed, and his face suddenly became a little dull, obviously a little more angry than before.

"It's the same thing again." He whispered with disgust and contempt, and glanced in Remus' direction from afar.

"Bring Remus, Tonks," he said. "Take care of him, keep him unconscious, move a little more slowly than before... Voldemort's mind has taken over his dreams, and we're going to take him When we go back, we may need to enter his dreamland for a while, let’s talk about this when we go back.”

dream?Tonks didn't know where it was, but he reacted very quickly and carried Remus over.She let his unconscious body float in mid-air, walked beside him slowly, carefully helped him block some scattered sparks and fragments floating in the air, and cautiously came to gather beside them, watching with concern A glance at the companions.

"Are you all right?" She asked in a vigilant whisper, looking back and forth between them.

"It's better than Remus now." Kingsley said cautiously, "I'm not sure about the future. It depends on whether Eli brings any way to break through the encirclement."

"To be honest, I'm not very sure." Eli said, in exchange for the stares of his companions in amazement.

"What?" Sirius said in astonishment, "I thought you usually wouldn't do things you're not sure about."

"—unless there is a reason to do it." James said beside him, Eli glanced at him, and they both smiled knowingly.

Sirius paused, shook his head, and laughed too.

"That's true," he said, "you were the one who went to see Voldemort alone behind our backs. It's been too long since the thrilling night at Lestrange Manor. I'm so glad I can still see you today." , buddy."

"There are still some differences." Eli said, "I won't let others fall into irreparable desperation in front of me anymore, take it - unfold it and it will trigger the function, Sirius."

He took out a folded newspaper from his wizard robe and threw it to Sirius. Sirius quickly caught it, but looked at him again: "What are you doing, Eli? I thought we should take the Portkey and leave now." .”

"If a Death Eater makes a move, block it for me." Eli said, "It probably won't happen. I found that this Voldemort didn't make a move after I appeared. He seemed willing to chat with me." .”

"Of course." Voldemort, who was quietly watching from a distance, said with a smile, "I thought I could just find a substitute experimental product to make do with it today, but seeing you is really a surprise, a pleasant surprise... finally meeting you Yes, Eli Smith."

"How do I call you, a fraction of Voldemort?" Eli responded calmly, walked a few steps forward, passed his companions, and stood far away from Voldemort, "The last time we met was somewhat unpleasant. Yes, isn’t it? You despicably hid in my daughter’s dream, trying to find a chance to plot against me, but after you failed, I turned over your memory. Is it convenient for your newly recruited servants to know about these things? If it’s inconvenient, I won’t talk more.”

There was a brief fury among the Death Eaters, which quickly subsided.Voldemort stared at him with scarlet eyes, his expression remained unchanged. They communicated calmly, as if they were acquaintances who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and there was no deep hatred between them.

"That experience reminded me that, as a part of a powerful soul, although I am strong enough and perfect enough, I still have some disadvantages in judging the laws when facing some complete souls with more outstanding abilities." Voldemort understated Said, "Fortunately, after waking up, I have made it clear that re-collecting the soul is one aspect, adding more insurance for myself, and tempering the strength of the soul is another aspect. You can see that I have some breakthroughs now Sexual progress, your friend is a good example, he has a noble soul and a valuable heart, I like it very much."

The corner of Eli's lips curled coldly, and he said in a cold tone: "Your brainwashing experiment, of course, I have seen some pictures last time. It seems that you are very proud of your progress, so how many times have you rewritten in total now? Human consciousness? Letting these staunch opponents of you become your servants makes you feel very fulfilled when you are timid, doesn’t it?”

"Resolute opponents? I don't think there are any." Voldemort said lightly. "I respect the true strong-willed people, and nothing can change their will. But are there really such people? What are the beliefs that people hold on to?" ?Maintain the current order in the old way, or have the beautiful ambition to make the world a better place? If the world can be changed, why can't it be changed into the way I imagined? People can't answer such questions, they just put Opposing me has become their habit."

"Let them accept your logic and rules for the time being, and when they find out that they can only serve as the bottom of the harsher rule in your world, it will be too late to repent, isn't it?" Eli asked with a sneer.

Voldemort looked at him with a high and peaceful gaze, and shook his head calmly.

"No." He said leisurely with a trace of sanctimonious compassion on his face, "If anyone can realize this, then he will naturally become the ruling class. He has proved his ability, and he is not born to be subordinate to others. Appreciating such talents is like appreciating every wizard who has been endowed by heaven. What people should do is to pursue the strong, not to sympathize with the weak. The world wants to be truly fair, of course, it must be based on everyone's ability. Ability Stronger people deserve more, don't they? Think about it, Eli Smith, in my world, you don't have to deal with those stupid pigs and waste useless time on them, look around Go, you will be surrounded by people on your level, this kind of life is pleasant and worth looking forward to, why do you want to prevent people from enjoying a better life?"

"It's very simple." Eli replied blankly, "Who is strong, who is weak, who makes the rules? You? No matter how high-sounding it is, you just want to be the supreme ruler in the world you created Who can judge your strength? In my heart, the most powerful person is one who can talk tit for tat with politicians from all over the world, take care of his own life and family, and bake a delicious apple pie. Yes, why do you let me obey your judgment rules? What about the people you gave up, go to death? And why do you have such a right?"

Voldemort's voice suddenly cooled down, and he said in a blunt tone: "Excessive words."

"Who recognized your strength, Voldemort?" Eli asked softly, then raised his voice, and spoke loudly to the Death Eaters standing silently around him, "What you worship and follow is such a man who lost his body." half-ghost? Do you know there are two more in this world who are exactly like him?"

Voldemort's expression froze for a moment, and Eli squinted his eyes. He suddenly took out a piece of paper from his robe, tapped it with his wand, and made them copy quickly.He threw the paper up into the sky, and scattered it towards the Death Eaters. At the same time, he stepped back quickly and came to the side of his companions, saying in a rapid voice: "Now, let's go!"

Sirius quickly unfolded the newspaper-shaped portkey, and their figures quickly disappeared in the air, leaving only Eli's last voice echoing in the air, which lasted for a long time.

"If you must find a master for yourself, why not find someone who is as powerful as you, but who welcomes you to join sincerely? Take a look at the introductions and recruitment announcements of your other masters—it is better than the one you are following now. !"

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