[HP] The Last Demon King

The setting sun gradually sinks, and the afterglow is like fire.

After sending Draco away, Eridins sat back at the dressing table with a calm expression, waiting for the moment when the curtain opened on the stage.

Not long after, the door of the dressing room opened quietly, and Voldemort walked in smoothly. He was still wearing his usual dark robes, and he was more concerned about this event than Eredins, who wanted to wear dark red lipstick at the wedding. Wedding affairs.

"It's time for the bride and her father to appear." Voldemort looked at Eridins and held out his right hand to her.

Aritins put down her white veil and put her hand on Voldemort's.

They set off from the back door of Malfoy Manor, down the red-carpeted passage.The sound of brisk music changed as they stepped onto the red carpet, becoming solemn and sacred. Vivien, the owner of the out-of-the-ordinary clothing store, hurried over with a bouquet of white calla lilies. The shock on her face temporarily overshadowed the horror when Voldemort fell.

"You...how are you dressed like this? Didn't I send you your dress last night!" She stammered before realizing what she had said, the bouquet in her hand was trembling uncontrollably And fell down.

A hand wearing a long lace glove caught the bouquet, and before Aridins could say anything, a green light ended Vivien's life.

"Useless stuff." As if trampling a tiny bug to death, Voldemort looked back indifferently.

The corpse was left in the aisle just like that, Vivien still had horror on her face, but the two continued to walk slowly along the red avenue as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"You remind me of when I was young." Voldemort seemed to be remembering something, his voice drifting and distant.

Eridins was silent.

"At that time, I was also like you. My mind was full of unrealistic ambitions. Reality tried to knock me down again and again, but you saw that I was still standing here. Fate can't defeat me, and neither can death. "

"Next, no one, of course not." He didn't look at Eridins, but pointed.

The faint fragrance of calla lilies wafted between the two, and the gorgeous and grand wedding venue could already be seen. The appearance of Voldemort and Eredins made the noisy scene suddenly quiet, leaving only Blake's curse suddenly magnified in an instant. .

"The groom looks in good spirits." Voldemort gave a mocking smile.

"Yes."

They had a casual conversation, and gradually, under the gaze of the guests, they came to Blake who was glaring at her.Blake's face was flushed, and he had consumed a lot of lung capacity in the shouting with the Death Eaters just now. He was wearing an elegant black suit, his hands and feet were straightened, and he was standing stiffly in front of the wedding host. Eridins could see this. It is a very clever petrification spell, which petrifies only the part below Black's neck, which not only restrains his actions, but also allows people to appreciate his anger and embarrassment.It is not difficult to infer that this is Voldemort's own wicked handwriting.

Before Black's next curse came out, Voldemort waved his wand and even deprived him of the mobility of his remaining parts. Although Eridins was the chief culprit who caused him to lose his arm, Black's eyes of hatred were cast on Voldemort Eridins knew that this hateful look was because of Harry Potter's father, although his brothers who were in the same vein also died under Voldemort's hands, they had already been thrown into the corner of his memory by him. The only one who was really sad for Regulus was a poor woman who was still watching, and the portrait of his mother—oh, the portrait was no longer there, and the only one who really remembered Regulus was Anna.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The host behind Black spoke, his voice trembling, as if Voldemort himself, who was so close at hand, was putting too much pressure on him. "We are gathered here today..." he said, ignoring Black, who was only expressing anger with a pair of staring eyes, "to witness a couple marching towards the hallowed marriage..."

Eridins didn't know what an ordinary wedding was like, but her wedding scene was completely silent.She saw Arthur who didn't know anything, with a silly and happy face, and Anna, as the mother of the bride, sat in the best position to watch the ceremony with a blank face. She was just a decoration that had to appear here.Eridins also saw Lucius and his wife, who looked dignified and kept looking at something in the crowd.

Arnold did not see Arnold.

In a lush forest on the outskirts of Wiltshire, the calf-grown grass kept rustling. Something invisible to the naked eye was wading through the grass and moving slowly.

"Huh—huh—" the panting sound like a bellows revealed the existence of that thing.

Ledger tore off the invisibility cloak, panting and threw Malfoy on his back to the ground: "It's far away... far away from Malfoy Manor, the magic is about to expire..."

About 2 minutes later, Ledger's breathing subsided, and the magic on Malfoy's body also failed. The first thing he did when he got up from the ground was to say to Ledger viciously: "Give me the wand."

"Impossible." Ledger flatly refused, and he looked at Malfoy coldly: "My master told me not to return the wand to you until I reached my destination."

"...Master?" Malfoy narrowed his eyes, and quickly looked around.

"My master, Eridins, my only loyal object, do whatever you want - stand up now and walk on your own legs, the place we are going to is by the river ahead, go quickly." Lai Jay said impatiently.

Malfoy's expression changed a few times, as if he was thinking about something, in the end he just glanced in the direction of Malfoy Manor, then silently raised his legs and walked forward.

Ledger snorted coldly, and looked at him with disdain: "...I thought you would rush back in a daze, and I will never stop you."

Malfoy walked forward sullenly.

"Then watch me being unarmed...killed by the pursuers he sent?" Malfoy sneered, his cold eyes were real, which will definitely make you very happy. "

"That's right..." Ledger admitted without hesitation, "It's a pity."

The two ignored each other and walked forward in silence.The river at the end of the forest was right in front of him, and the distance was indeed shrinking. Suddenly, Malfoy felt the air getting colder and colder.

"...Do you think something is wrong?" Malfoy stopped, vigilantly searching for abnormalities around him.

"..." Although Ledger also sensed something was wrong, his mouth still wanted to mock Malfoy's desperation. Just as he opened his mouth, a dark cloud gradually drifting under the canopy in the distance entered his sight.

"No! Run!" Ledger pushed Malfoy violently, and ran forward desperately: "Don't look back! It's a dementor!"

The melodious and moving music floated over the wedding scene, Eredins did not look for Arnold's voice, but turned her attention to the surrounding guests.

Most of the guests invited this time had joined Voldemort's family before the fall of the Ministry of Magic. They were arranged in the inner circle of the venue, and those who could only watch the ceremony from a distance were those who didn't see rabbits or scatter eagles. A speculator who only came to hug his thigh after Lin Jie died.

"...Our bride has come before the groom. I implore the groom to give up half the dignity of a man and kneel down on one knee to propose to the girl in front of you!"

Voldemort moved his wand, and Black fell to his knees with a plop.

"Oh, I didn't grasp the strength well." Voldemort smiled viciously.

"At this time, if the bride is willing, help him up and let him stand on your left side..."

"Okay, let him kneel like this." Voldemort said impatiently, the master of ceremonies choked up, and quickly continued the next line: "Now I ask our groom—— Sirius Black, take a good look at you The girl in front of you is going to be your legal wife, you see she is so pretty today, but after 30 years, 50 years later, her face will slowly age, and she will no longer be so pretty, you Are you still willing to accompany her for the rest of your life? Are you willing?"

Voldemort waved his wand, and Black could speak, "...Go to hell! You two dirty, evil-"

Voldemort's wand pressed down: "Look, he agreed."

The Death Eaters watching the ceremony below let out an ugly laugh. Bellatrix, who was wearing a tight black dress, kept her mouth tightly shut, as if she was chewing something hard to swallow. Staring at Black, the muscles on his cheeks bulged from time to time.

The master of ceremonies swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty: "...I would like to ask the bride, Eridins..." He stopped and looked at Voldemort.

"Eridins," said Voldemort sullenly.

"... May I ask the bride Eridins, you look at this man in front of you, he is about to become your legal husband, in the days to come, would you like to accompany him to watch the sunrise and sunset together, would you Accompany him and take care of him for the rest of his life?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the quiet figure that was coated with a layer of golden light by the setting sun, making it impossible to desecrate.

Malfoy and Ledger ran forward desperately, but the feeling of body freezing became more and more obvious. As their movements became slower and slower, dozens of black figures slid in front of them... Malfoy even saw The contents of their blowing hoods—leaden skin—and a wrinkled, shriveled circular opening that presumably was a mouth—

"Give me the wand!" Malfoy yelled at Ledger, "Give me the wand if you don't want to die!"

Ledger didn't have time to hesitate. As soon as he took out Malfoy's wand, Malfoy snatched it immediately.

"Call God Guard!"

A small silver snake emerged from the tip of his staff. It was so small compared to the dementor's body that the dementor's closing circle was slowed down, but the push continued.

Ledger had already sat on the ground. He seemed to be facing a transparent person, and he was muttering something in his mouth. His voice was more like a moan of pain, and his expression became dazed.

Malfoy was still holding on, but his arms were getting heavier and heavier, Voldemort's sadistic shrill laugh sounded in his mind, and Eridins lay lifeless in a pool of blood... He tried to drive away These hallucinations kept telling herself in her heart that she would win...

But what if?A voice asked cruelly in his mind.

She has lied to you many times, how can you guarantee that this time is not the case?

"Shut up... Get off! Get off!" Malfoy yelled, he didn't believe it, it was just a dementor's way to break his will, he would never believe it... "Calling Guardian! Calling Guardian—— !" Malfoy kept chanting the Patronus Charm, but the figure of the little white snake faded away.

Finally, a dementor came to him.A tattered black robe dragging the floor appeared in Malfoy's line of sight, and only then did he realize that he had fallen to the ground.

Is he dying...

Malfoy watched desperately as the dementor stretched out his withered hands from the black robe to lift the robe on his head—suddenly, there were several shrill screams from among the dementors surrounding them!

Malfoy had never heard such a miserable and terrifying sound. The scream dispelled his hallucinations and awakened his sanity. He felt his strength return to him. Out of the corner of his eye, Ledger was also recovering. Sanity.

Soon he discovered what made these dementors scream so pitifully, it was butterflies—a huge swarm of butterflies that were constantly coming from afar, almost covering the entire sky!The monster butterflies with silver light shining on the edge, every time they flap their wings, they will drop a starlight, they rush to the panic-stricken dementors in groups, leaving behind a beautiful silver light, each butterfly A group of dementors passing through will turn into black mist with a scream.

"Run...while this is the time--" Ledger struggled to drag Malfoy who was still on the ground staring blankly at the butterflies.

Malfoy opened his hand, and he lost most of his strength for the rest of his life, and could only sit weakly on the ground.

"This is Airi's Patronus...we're safe..." he murmured.

The setting sun had sunk to the horizon, and the clear and cloudless sky was also dyed a flame-like red under the glow of the blood-like setting sun, but the grand and luxurious wedding scene was completely silent.

"I do not want to."

Facing Voldemort's threatening gaze, Aeridins' cold voice spread throughout the venue.

Voldemort didn't look surprised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared intently at Eridins, with undisguised murderous intent shining dangerously in his scarlet eyes.

"Master——" Arnold appeared at the venue at some point, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his expression was tense and dignified, "All the dementors we sent were wiped out, and we have already lost Draco Marr." traces of happiness."