HP Magic Biography

Harry, it's okay, wake up, wake up!

In the blur, Fan Lin's voice rang in Harry's ears, which made Harry's brain clear for a short time, like a force, Harry struggled hard, and let out a painful moan indistinctly from his mouth moans.

He's Harry... Harry, not Voldemort...

Harry kept repeating in his mind, the black mist, the blood-red python, and Voldemort's scarlet eyes...

I...I'm not...

As if waking up from a nightmare, Harry sat up abruptly, panting heavily, the air sucked into his chest, the pain was like a needle prick.

Harry, Fan Lin's face was very pale, and he looked at Harry with concern. In fact, he is stronger than Harry, and Fan Lin's body is stronger. Nagini did not make him like Harry Break a few bones.

But it was not much better, there was no way to avoid bone fractures, and the internal bleeding caused by the violent shock also brought Fan Lin a lot of trouble.

Are you feeling...okay? Hermione walked up to her and asked with concern.

Yeah, Harry said, startled by his own voice, I feel... just fine...

Now the three of them were back in the tent, Harry lying on the bottom bunk under a pile of blankets.

Fan Lin was sitting next to him, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had been cleaned up, but the bandage tightly wrapped around Fan Lin's upper body startled Harry, because Harry noticed that the area of ​​Fan Lin's left lower abdomen was bright red.

Suddenly, Harry remembered.

That snake...it was attacking itself, and then Fan Lin rushed up to stop it, but was pulled out by the snake's tail, and a wooden thorn pierced through it...

How are you... Harry tried to sit up nervously, but the sharp pain that followed made Harry realize the reality.

The two of them... are pretty miserable, aren't they?

Oh, don't worry about me... Fan Lin said with difficulty, the feeling of being strangled by Nagini's body is not very good, even with the support of bones, Fan Lin felt that his chest was still a little bit collapsed look.

Hermione choked up softly, as if afraid to disturb the two of them.

It was almost dawn, Harry judged from the silence around him, and from the light streaming through the top of the canvas tent. He was sweating all over his body, even on the sheets and blankets.

We escaped.

Yes, Fan Lin said. Hermione used the Hovering Charm to put you on the bed. Sorry, I couldn't pick you up because that's how Hermione got me in... You fell into a coma as soon as you came back, I put the potion I drank it hard, but I'm not sure about the effect, Hermione just helped you treat the wound briefly...

It was only then that Harry noticed that his body was also covered with white bandages, like a corset, which made Harry a little out of breath.

Stop it, Hermione wiped away tears and came up, holding a blood-stained sponge in her hand, obviously, Hermione was helping him deal with the blood on his body just now.

You were sick just now, Hermione said with her head down. Very ill.

When did we leave there?

A few hours ago, it's almost morning now. Fan Lin said, He didn't catch up...

You saw him too?

No, Fan Lin said, but the magic power can't be faked, it's the magic he left behind.

Okay...did I just...be delirious? Harry asked tentatively.

Not exactly, said Hermione with difficulty, you've been yelling or moaning or...

Hermione's tone of voice made Harry feel very uneasy.

What did he do just now? Screaming curses like Voldemort, or howling like a baby in a pram?

Sorry, Harry... Fan Lin twitched the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a forced smile, You know, your mood is very unstable, and I'm afraid he might chase after you, so I have to Not to wake you up.

I should thank you, Fanlin... Harry said, If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid...

So, what did you see?

That valley...he... Harry's words stopped here, but from the expression on Harry's face, Fan Lin could roughly know what Harry had seen.

That was the night the Potters were killed, and this should be Voldemort's first perspective.

I'm sorry, I don't really want to...

It's okay, Harry...you don't have to apologize to me...

But, it's indeed my fault. We shouldn't have gone to Godric's Hollow. It's my fault. It's all my fault. Fan Lin, Hermione... I... I'm sorry...

It's not your fault! I wanted to go too, I really thought Dumbledore had put the sword there for you. Hermione said hastily.

Yeah, um... we got it wrong, didn't we?

Harry, what happened? What happened after you two went up the stairs? Did the snake hide somewhere? Did it come out right away and kill her and attack you?

Bathilda is the snake...or the snake is her...it's the same. Fan Lin said helplessly. In fact, it didn't take long for him to fully wake up. The injury made Fan Lin's spirit become weak. In a trance, there is even no way to cast magic.

What... what? Hermione said in disbelief.

Harry closed his eyes a little.

He could still smell Bathilda's house on him now, which made the whole thing horribly clear.

Bathilda must have been dead for a while, the snake was in... her body. You-Know-Who left it waiting for us in Godric's Hollow, Van Lin... you're right, he knew I'd be back .”

The snake inside her?

Harry opened his eyes again, and Hermione looked disgusted and disgusted.

There is magic in this world that we can't imagine. Fan Lin interjected, Besides, the snake hides perfectly, just like a living person, maybe Voldemort used some kind of magic, from the past time Pull out Nagini, and use Bathilda's flesh and blood to rebirth...

It gave Harry a chill, and he thought of snakes coming out of him, but Hermione didn't have to know that much.

Yes, she transformed into a snake and attacked us. He looked down at the wound, Fan Lin wanted to stop it, but it was surprisingly powerful. Fortunately, it didn't intend to kill us. We just hold back and wait for the mysterious man to arrive.

Harry's head started to hurt, and the bad feeling got worse and worse. Sometimes Harry couldn't even tell who he was, Harry Potter... or Voldemort?

So, that's Nagini?

I'm sure. Van Lin said, I can't think of anything else that would be worthy of Voldemort's use of that magic except Nagini.

But... wasn't it killed by you? As you said, with the Fire Calendar Curse... under the Fire Calendar Curse, it should have no bones left.

So, this is where I have a headache, Fan Lin said bitterly, Voldemort has completed him, a successful experiment...

experiment?

That's right. Fan Lin nodded, and Harry noticed the parchment in Fan Lin's hand.

That's it... what Voldemort did in the Ministry of Magic, although I haven't fully understood it yet, but in general, I already understand... Fan Lin said, Now, Voldemort has the ability to plunder life from the past. Ability, this may require some medium, because this magic was born out of the resurrection of the bone, but Voldemort is still alive, and Nagini is his carrier in Albania, it is not difficult to do.

Resurrection? Harry opened his mouth wide, But...why...why?

Maybe it's just an experiment. Fan Lin said, Nagini is not the end, maybe he wants something else.

Death... Hermione quickly covered her mouth, and it was difficult for Hermione to accept the power of this magic.

No wizard has ever done it, even if it is a simple creature, maybe the wizard can transform it into something like an undead, but it has never been said that it can make any creature come back to life, especially from nowhere. to some changes.

This is beyond the scope of magic, just like you can never conjure something empty-handed, because it is unreasonable in itself, no matter in terms of space and time, and it also involves life.

What are you trying to say, Hermione?

I mean...it's only God...I mean... Hermione was a little incoherent, This is just too crazy, I can't even imagine it.

So... Harry hesitated, I talked to Dumbledore, you know Van Lin, we first speculated that Nagini might be Voldemort's Horcrux, but it was killed by you...

What do you want to say?

Now he's alive... Harry recalled the blood-red figure with the thick snake tail...

You said, will Voldemort make Nagini into a Horcrux?

I don't know, at least not now. Fan Lin said, However, I think it is very possible. After all, Nagini is of great significance to Voldemort, and it is also a sign that he completely surrendered to death...

So, seven Horcruxes now? Harry asked.

Fan Lin froze for a moment, What do you know, Harry?

I just think that Nagini should be a Horcrux, plus Hufflepuff's gold cup, and an unknown...

Unknown?

Yes, I probably felt... said Harry, in a cave, not where Regulus was buried, I mean, for a brief moment, I was there, but very soon Immediately expelled, I promise, I was not Voldemort at the time.

That's eight...I mean, seven Horcruxes? Fan Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile, but the pain from the wound made his face even paler.

How are you?

It's okay, I've already drank the potion. Fan Lin said.

Oh, you should rest... Harry felt the slightest heat flow in his body, and his bones were reattached by Hermione.

Now that the medicine wore off, Harry thought he'd be better off, and he struggled to sit up.

Oh Harry, don't move, you need to rest!

It's you who needs to rest, I don't mean to offend, but you and Fan Lin both look bad. I'm fine now, I'm on duty, where is my wand?

Hermione didn't answer, just looked at him, which surprised Harry a bit.

Where's my wand, Hermione?

She bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears.

Harry...

Where's my wand?

She fumbled around the bed and handed him her wand. The holly phoenix wand is almost in two. A piece of fragile phoenix tail feather connected the two sections, and the wood between the two sections had already been completely split.

Holding it in Harry's hand, it seemed to be a badly wounded creature. He couldn't think normally, everything was blurred by panic and fear.

He handed Hermione the wand Please fix it for me.

Harry, I suppose, when it's broken like this...

Please fix it, Hermione, and try it!

Recover... as before! The half of the wand was still dangling.

Harry held up Lumos! A feeble spark emanated from the wand, and then went out.

Harry pointed it at Hermione. Expelliarmus! Hermione's wand moved, but she didn't let go. These slight spells had surpassed the power of Harry's wand, which snapped in two again.

He stared, transfixed, unable to believe what he saw... a wand that had survived so many catastrophes...

Harry, said Hermione so quietly that Harry could barely hear her, I'm very, very sorry. I think I did it. When we left, you know, the snake came after me, so I cast an exploding spell, and it bounced all over the place, and I figured it must... must have hit...

It was an accident. Harry said with his head down. He felt as if he had been completely hollowed out, and he was on the verge of fainting.

We'll...we'll find a way to fix it...

Harry, I don't think we can fix it, said Hermione, tears streaming down her face. Remember...remember Ron? He broke his wand in a car crash and couldn't fix it. He had to buy another one.

Harry thought of Ollivander, who had been taken hostage by Voldemort, and Gregorovitch, who was dead now, how would he find a new wand?

You can use my wand temporarily... Fan Lin said with some embarrassment. , but the nerves of the dragon are used, which are 95 inches harder...

Oh, well... Harry answered mechanically, taking his wand.

Relax Harry, my wand has been broken before. Fan Lin said, If possible, we can make another one, just like the one I use now, a wand produced by alchemy. You know, I am A pupil of Nicolas.

Harry's eyes lit up, it seemed...

Good! Harry said, trying to cheer himself up, Now Voldemort doesn't have to think about the effect of twin wands.

Anyway, he doesn't have his own wand, because he can't use his own wand against you, which is good news Harry, maybe you can catch him by surprise...

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