Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

Dinah is now a doll and has yet to master the ability to speak, but that doesn't mean she's diminished.These elves have a completely independent system, which is less reasonable than the magic of wizards. Perhaps the devil's contract can be compared with creatures like Dinah. They all seem to be born with a lot of knowledge and hold gifts from the world. , when you use your ability, you will be able to reap corresponding results based on what conditions you have achieved.

So the wind blowing to find the source of the curse started blowing again. Dinah hid in Hermione's hair to guide the direction. Hermione's hair could just block Dinah. Although this would make Hermione's hair more messy, she was very happy.

Following the sound of the wind to leave Wonderland, the wind did not leave the Forbidden Forest. Instead, it circled in the deep forest, bumped back and forth among the lush plants, and finally stopped at the place where Voldemort attacked the unicorn.

This place was originally an open space, but the current layout has changed from the original one.The black land that is incompatible with the surrounding environment and has no vegetation is revealed. This part of the ground is dry and cracked. There is a stone table in the place where the moonlight shines... The stone table is a bit flattering, that is, it is a somewhat square stone. What is really eye-catching is that it is incompatible with the surrounding environment. A black egg on a stone.

"That seems to be..." Hermione stood on tiptoes and squinted her eyes, looking at it again and again, and whispered suspiciously: "It's a dragon egg."

It was quiet at night.

The power of the curse has left this land without any life.

"It's clear that this is a trap." After leaving Wonderland, Alice turned into a gray-white ghost again, and her clothes changed back into a simple long dress for hard work. This time, she completely returned to the way she looked when she first met DeWitt. She said nonchalantly: "There must be someone waiting."

What Alice said made sense. Just when Hermione was about to suggest returning to the castle first, DeWitt had already walked to the center of the open space without any scruples, looked at the dragon egg, looked around and raised his voice to sarcastically say: "Alright?" Are you hiding something, dear Tom? Or do you have to call you by that name before you come out?"

These words were like water poured into a frying pan, arousing violent reactions. The mention of his name was a humiliation that could not be ignored and would inevitably arouse Voldemort's anger.

"Don't, call me by that name." The shadows in the woods moved, and the shapeless fragments moved quickly on the ground, converging into a whole, and stood up from the ground, but he had no intention of taking action.

DeWitt was not in a hurry, with a vague smile on his face and said: "Then how should I call you? With Voldemort?"

Hermione gasped at this.

"But the word Voldemort is too stupid and imbecile. What kind of buffoon would give himself such a nickname?" DeWitt turned into Snape in front of Harry and faced him. Voldemort made unscrupulous comments: "You made up the word yourself, right? To be honest, I don't like calling you that. You can't force me, right?"

Voldemort's shadow trembled and black gas escaped. He tried to suppress his anger and said calmly: "No, as you wish."

"You're not angry anymore, are you?" DeWitt's face was very clear in the moonlight. Hermione could see it clearly. Even Dinah was sure that he was smiling.

"You are not as fast as I thought." Voldemort realized that no matter how much he told DeWitt, he would only be ridiculed and scorned. He forced himself to speak: "How does the blood curse feel? I can't suppress it anymore. ?”

Voldemort waited for DeWitt to show regret, or an ugly look of embarrassment.

DeWitt curled his lips in disdain, followed Voldemort's intention, removed the magic power of transformation, and turned into a human half lizard. Compared with the appearance in the fairyland, the area occupied by the scales on the body was much larger.

"Then beg me," Voldemort said grimly: "Sake an unbreakable oath, swear allegiance to me, and bear my soul... and there are sacrifices - ah, a little Mudblood girl, and a ghost. ——Then kill them again and I will lift the blood curse for you."

DeWitt's expression did not change. He just listened to the barking of a dog and despised Voldemort in his heart.

For Hermione, this was beyond imagination.To swear an oath, but also to kill people.Living peacefully until now, she has never been so close to life and death. She is also frightened by the sudden appearance of dead celebrities in history, and the terrifying legends of the past appear in front of her in figures that can speak and move. One can imagine the pressure coming on - Hermione is very scared now. She has read a lot of books and knows the cruelty of Voldemort. Voldemort's words make her tremble even more. She even feels fear when she looks at DeWitt's back. She is afraid of DeWitt. Witte will listen to Voldemort - yes, that is Voldemort. Hermione never thought that Voldemort was still alive. Listening to that, she had interacted with DeWitt a long time ago... So what will DeWitt do?

The closer to the critical moment, the more Hermione thought, the faster her mind turned, and she realized in the increasingly complicated thoughts that she was more afraid of seeing DeWitt's betrayal than dying at the hands of Voldemort. , if DeWitt really turned around and chose to hurt himself... Hermione's heart became colder and colder as she thought about it, so it would be better to commit suicide.

After thinking about it this way, Hermione figured it out.In this situation, all she could do was trust her friends. She asked herself, was DeWitt the kind of person who would abandon his friends?Could it be that she is such a foolish girl with no vision?For the sake of her friends, Hermione stood up. She did not worry about DeWitt's choice. She just wanted to do what she was willing to do as a friend first - that is, clenched her fists and yelled at Voldemort: "Lift the curse! Now!" Lift! DeWitt’s! Curse!”

DeWitt's lizard head twisted around. To him personally, the appearance of the lizard man was somewhat friendly, but just twisted 180 degrees, it was really scary in the middle of the night, but Hermione couldn't care about that now. With tears in her eyes, she just hoped that DeWitt would never make the choice she was most afraid of... He would not do this, Hermione's reason told her repeatedly, but her emotions were screaming, now it should be Run, go to the castle and call for help. DeWitt wouldn't do that, but what if?Then the two people's eyes met.

The trust between the two people has been verified, and the friendship between them has been sublimated. In this collision of eyes, room for improvement burst out.Hermione saw the surprise and praise in DeWitt's eyes, and she immediately understood what DeWitt was thinking - great, Hermione thought with joy, knowing that DeWitt was his closest friend.

And all of this was a complete surprise to DeWitt - he knew that he had never lacked the courage to fight against powerful enemies, but he would never ask others to be the same as him, especially Hermione, a little girl, faced with It was good not to panic when dealing with a monster as famous as Voldemort and with a weird appearance. As for other things, he never thought about it.When he really heard what Hermione said, the positive emotions in his heart immediately aroused. This was a beautiful feeling, and it made him immediately want to look back at Hermione - which he did, and used the lizard's head to A genuine, genuine smile... still a little scary, but no one cares now.

Sincere feelings are so rare. How many people think that even in a dead situation, humanity can shine brightly?

Although what Hermione shouted in desperation was somewhat unreasonable, it would have no impact at all, and the situation was about to change.