Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 360 Sleepless Night
Gao Feng smiled when he heard the words, then shook his head slightly, and spread his hands towards the strong man, indicating that his hands were empty, and said confidently: "Cthulhu? Your name is very interesting, but please believe it, I will deal with you... No weapons need be used."

The strong man's face became angry when he heard the words, but when the words fell, Gao Feng's feet had already stepped on the ground next to the strong man's position, and he was slowly lowering his palms pointing like knives, and then He flicked it lightly, as if it was stained with the bright red, but he continued to walk towards old Tom who was still in a daze with a calm face.

"Take me to see it, old Tom."

Gao Feng's words were light, but they sounded like thunder in Old Tom's ears. He came back to his senses in an instant, his gaze passed over the burly man who was still standing still, and a clear look flashed across his eyes, and then he quickly faced the situation. Gao Feng put on a flattering smile.

"Of course! Of course!" Old Tom walked out from behind the bar quickly, nodding and bowing his head, raised his arms to guide Gao Feng and said, "Go this way, Mr. Van Gogh, please rest assured that I have done everything you ordered!"

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"It's really well done." In a dark hut, only the light of candles illuminated the small space around. With this dim light, Gao Feng saw the small objects in his hand clearly and nodded his head in praise. road.

Slytherin's pendant box, according to the original plot, this unremarkable object was later taken away from Mundungus Fletcher by Umbridge's toad, and it was also because of this relationship that Mundungus Fletcher Fletcher, a coward, escaped the final catastrophe.

But thinking of the black magic that Voldemort applied to Slytherin's locket, maybe Umbridge's degeneration into a Death Eater was not entirely due to his temperament, and maybe there was also the effect of that black magic.

However, this thing fell into Gao Feng's hands at this moment, but there was no movement at all, as if it was a dead thing.

"Is it because of spiritual power? Or is it the power of death? No, it should be pure spiritual power." Thinking of Umbridge in the original plot, Gao Feng slowly made such a judgment.

Holding Slytherin's pendant box, he could slightly feel the evil aura in it. This description seems abstract, but it has to be said that this abstract feeling is Gao Feng's personal feeling at this moment.

He could keenly feel the cold and dark aura coming out of the closed pendant box, which was different from the purity of the power of death, and it was disgusting, chaotic, and distorted, but it was really in line with black magic consistent impression.

And the breath he felt has nothing to do with the divine power of death. The divine power, which is less than the thickness of a little finger, flows in the body, does not touch the meridians, and does not entangle with the mind stored in the mental power, but flows and pervades the body. Up and down, only within the body.

At the moment the power of death is safe and sound, so the black magic in this locket is obviously aimed at the spirit, or in other words, at the soul.

However, this kind of black magic is obviously weak to Gao Feng, far exceeding the spiritual power of ordinary people, so that he does not need to consume the magic power contained in the curse to offset the magic power contained in the curse, so he has already ignored the curse in the locket, and even stimulated his mental power a little. Then he could feel the strange aura in the pendant box trembling, like a candle at the corner of his lips, but when a slight breath came, it would be extinguished instantly!
"Mr. Van Gogh, Mundungus...how should we deal with him?" Old Tom wrinkled his old face and asked towards the peak in confusion.

Putting away Slytherin's locket in the hand, Gao Feng glanced at Old Tom, and then followed his gaze to the darkest place in the gloomy house.

This is the third basement level of the Leaky Cauldron. It is dark and damp. It is the territory of snakes, rats and ants. However, it is obviously unnecessary to consider these as a prison cell.

Since it is used as a dungeon, there is naturally something imprisoned here. Gao Feng looked into it along the small opening of the cell door used to deliver food. The looming figure was undoubtedly Mundungus Fletcher whom he had told old Tom to keep an eye on.

"He's useless." Gao Feng narrowed his eyes for a moment, then glanced at Old Tom indifferently, and said coldly, "It's up to you to deal with it, but I don't want this matter to have the slightest chance of being exposed."

"Yes, Mr. Van Gogh, I understand." Old Tom's eyelids trembled, he swallowed, looked at Gao Feng tremblingly, then hurriedly lowered his head and responded hastily.

He is not a fool, and it is not difficult to discern the hidden meaning in Gao Feng's words, but even though he had expected it before, when he heard such an order with his own ears, he still couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Aurors from the Ministry of Magic hinted at him killing people!
Killing people, especially wizards, is of course a crime against the "Wizard Law", but he knows that this has to be done, even if Gao Feng just hinted that if the matter is revealed, there is still a possibility of sophistry, and he just needs to do it , it is inevitable that he will no longer be able to escape the legal investigation, but he has no other choice.

Old Tom took one look at Gao Feng, but he didn't dare to look at Gao Feng again, because he not only saw the indifference in his eyes, but also the cold and murderous intent that had never been triggered!
That murderous intent was undoubtedly aimed at him!

So he could only quickly bow his head and say yes, and he didn't dare to have the slightest thought of disobedience.

creak! ——

The heavy cell door was opened, and the rusty old door made a harsh sound. Old Tom walked in stiffly with a sullen face. When he stepped into the cell door, he pulled out the dark red magic wand hidden in the windbreaker. Take a deep breath.

The bright and strange green light suddenly floated up, and then quickly faded away. Gao Feng standing outside the door shook his ears, and then walked out directly, leaving the dark and damp cell below.

"Oh! I'm completely stuck now!" After releasing a green light of the Avada Kedavra, Old Tom pouted his mouth immediately, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself without tears, feeling that everything was boring .

He didn't struggle with this for a long time. Now that the matter has been done, there is nothing that can be changed, let alone that Auror is still waiting for him at this moment.

Containing all his emotions, Old Tom took a few deep breaths in a row, with a wrinkled face full of flattering smiles, and walked briskly back to the bar.

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"Mr. Tom, thank you for your help." Hearing the familiar footsteps, Gao Feng held a glass of Flaming Whiskey and raised his glass slightly, and said softly.

At this moment, he already has three Horcruxes in his hands. In addition to the destroyed 'Tom Riddle's Diary' and 'Marvolo Gaunt's Ring', apart from Harry Potter, there are still horcruxes now. The only Horcruxes left unhandled were Voldemort's serpent, Nagini, and that was a cause for celebration.

"It's my honor to serve you, Mr. Van Gogh, please don't be too polite." Old Tom glanced vaguely at the bar, seeing that the place was still full of wizards and wizards as usual, he felt relieved.

In his mind, if he wanted to kill him, the Auror in front of him would definitely not choose this place, so he was quite worried that Gao Feng might kill him to avoid future troubles, but now his heart is mostly at ease.

"Okay! That's it, pay the bill!" Gao Feng cheerfully drank the drink in his glass, and raised his voice since he got up.

"Please let me treat you to this cup! Mr. Van Gogh!" Old Tom said in trepidation.

"Haha! Put it away!" Gao Feng laughed loudly, flicked his thumb, and saw a golden light jumping into the air, flickering quickly and making a clear sound.

"Hey!" Old Tom raised his arms and clapped his hands, clapping his palms together. When he moved to his eyes, he raised his palms and saw that a gold Galleon was reflecting golden light.

He raised his eyes to look at the exit of the bar again, only to see that the curtain had already fallen, and lamented that Gao Feng was really strong and resolute, but it was a pity that he had to worry about it, and he would be completely controlled from now on.

At this moment old Tom was full of emotions, and all his emotions finally turned into a sad sigh.

"Oh!~"

Sighs drifted leisurely.

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Gao Feng returned to Hogwarts in the middle of the night, and when he came to the room, there was already a person lying on the soft four-legged bed.

Tonks is hugging the soft velvet quilt, her fragrant shoulders are half exposed, she can see a touch of softness and softness when she glances over, one of her white and smooth long legs is riding on the quilt, and she is curled up slightly like a baby, at this moment With his mouth open, he muttered something.

"Hehe!" Seeing this, Gao Feng couldn't help laughing twice, and quickly took off his clothes and moved closer.

His movements were slow and gentle, and his extreme body control made him like a warm spring breeze, gently caressing Nymphadora Tonks' back, rubbing her face against the silky black hair, and around her nose. The fresh aroma of mint lingers in the air.

Smelling the refreshing smell of mint, Gao Feng quickly adjusted his sense of smell, so as not to be completely drowsy from this smell.

He gently climbed onto Tonks' shoulder with his arm, and brought the quilt to cover him. True Qi surged through the meridians in his body like a river, but what he emitted was a strong warmth.

In the middle of the night, even Gaofeng took a break from their unremitting cultivation, but some people still hadn't fallen asleep.

Under the dim light of the candle, Harry Potter looked at the textbook brought out from the Potions cabinet with piercing eyes. Of course, the textbook is not the key point, what really fascinates him is the annotations and deletions between the pages of the book .

Textbooks have always been synonymous with standards and norms. Those who can compile such books are naturally good at it. However, this Potions book has been artificially deleted, edited, and annotated. It's like before, but what I have to say is that all the changes in this potion book are reasonable as long as you try it yourself.

With the help of this book at this moment, Harry Potter is completely obsessed with Potions. Maybe this book has some kind of spell cast on it, or maybe he really fell in love with Potions. Interesting textbook, deeply addicted to it.

It’s not only Harry Potter who can’t sleep at night, but also his good friend Ron Weasley, but unlike Harry Potter who is obsessed with studying and unable to extricate himself, Ron Weasley is full of worries at the moment, and he can’t help himself. fall asleep.

Ron stared at the huge shadow of Harry Potter on the wall under the candlelight, and involuntarily recalled all kinds of horror stories he had heard and imagined horror scenes in his mind, especially the constant haha The sound of Harry Potter's quill swishing, and Harry Potter's snickering every time he got something, Ron trembled twice, and the whole person shrank into the bed.

Then he was silent for a while, and none of the random images happened. Then he blinked and couldn't help but roll his eyes. He felt like he was paranoid and his head was broken.

Shaking his head to expel those inexplicable fantasies, Ron looked at Harry Potter's back and called, "Harry, Harry!~"

"Huh? Ron, you haven't slept yet?" Harry Potter came to his senses when he heard the sound, subconsciously closed the old Potions textbook in his hand, pressed it with his palm, and turned to look at the huddled Ron in the quilt.

"Hey! Didn't you sleep too? Why do you seem surprised." Seeing Harry's surprised expression, Ron twitched his lips and said dissatisfied.

"I'm learning!" Harry Potter picked up the old potions book, his eyes brightened, and his face was full of excitement, "Potions is so interesting, different materials are mixed together, boiled in a crucible It's amazing that it can be turned into various potions! I haven't discovered it before!"

"That's because Snape used to be a professor of potions. Who in Hogwarts doesn't know that Snape is so harsh on you." Ron shrugged and said.

Immediately, a sad expression appeared on his face, and he said sadly: "Harry, do you think I can pass the team test tomorrow?"

"Successful?" Harry Potter raised his eyebrows slightly, solemnly put away the potions textbook, then picked up the flame of the candle, squinted his eyes and said to his friend Ron: "There is nothing to be sure before doing it." Good or bad."

"So..." Ron said uncertainly, "Do you think tomorrow will not go well?"

"Hmm, I just heard that Cormac McLaggen also participated in the goalkeeper selection." Harry Potter shrugged.

"What!" Hearing the news, Ron's eyes widened immediately, he stood up from the bed, waved his arms and shouted angrily, "How is it possible? That annoying guy!"

"It's just that you hate him, Ron." Harry Potter looked at his friend meaningfully, and whispered, "Of course it's because he's plotting against Hermione."

Everyone always sees everything clearly from the sidelines, but Harry Potter can see the spark between Hermione and Ron thoroughly and clearly.

"Damn it! I'm completely useless this time!" After roaring, Ron squatted down and hugged his head and cried in mourning.

"Ron, rest, I'm turning off the lights." After Harry Potter said, he blew out the candles, leaving only the dim moonlight from the high windows in the bedroom.

"Oh!~" Ron slammed onto the bed, howling as he clutched the covers.

"Okay, I've already thought of a way to ensure that you will definitely pass the level..." Harry Potter saw Ron stand up suddenly, his eyes lit up in the dark, and he quickly lay down and covered the quilt and said quickly: "The matter will be tomorrow Besides, now, sleep!"

(End of this chapter)