HP: Embrace the Darkness

Just now, Voldemort realized that if he delayed it any longer, some unnecessary accidents would inevitably happen, so after Snape had processed the herbs, he came back with Snape and the processed herbs, and told Halpo to activate the magic now. Array, exchange souls.

Haierbo happened to be interested in seeing the results of multiple soul exchanges in a short period of time, so he did not deliberately stop it and allowed Voldemort to do what he did.

At first, everything went smoothly.

In order to prevent Voldemort from discovering that the candidate was wrong, Helbo refused Voldemort's order to let Snape feed the potion. He personally poured a specially made potion into the fake Harry and stuffed a soul-melting herb into it.

When his eyes lost focus and he no longer had the chance to speak, he rolled him up with a thick snake tail and threw him into the circle on the left in the middle of the magic circle.

Voldemort was watching from the side, not afraid of Halbo's manipulations, determined to drink the potion, stuffed the herbs, and walked into the circle on the right side of the middle of the magic circle.

Before walking in, he seemed to look at Snape unintentionally, and gently raised his chin to Halpo, who was carefully inspecting the magic circle.

He wasn't worried that Snape wouldn't understand him. The Potions Master was smart, always had been.

Snape's eyes flickered, he touched the wand on his sleeve silently, stood behind Halbo, and watched his every move alertly.

With a look of appreciation and pride, Voldemort stood in the circle and waited quietly for the magic circle to be activated.

Whether they were absolutely confident in their own strength or looked down upon Snape's strength, Voldemort and Snape both saw Halpo looking back at Snape, but still showed his back to Snape without reservation. Concentrate on debugging the magic circle.

After confirming the pattern of the last position, Haierbo stood up his snake body and slowly left the magic circle.

Voldemort and Snape both looked at him, and saw that his snake pupils condensed into thin lines, and a substantial black thread was thrown by the snake's tail to the starting point of the many lines of the magic circle.

"Fuck-"

The black silk thread seemed to have a corrosive effect, covering all the lines connecting it, constantly making a "sizzling" sound of erosion.

Snape had read the notes given by Dumbledore. Halpo personally developed this magic circle. Voldemort was personally taught by Halpo. The three of them all remembered the starting steps clearly. They were not nervous and just waited for the black thread to hook up. The magic circle nourishes the blood for a long time.

After a while, a strong smell of blood floated from the ground, as if a pool of blood was burning, rolling, and finally melting.

The light in Voldemort's eyes suddenly brightened.

He knew that the magic circle would be officially activated next, and then he would change shells with the savior and start a new journey of his own. Thinking of this, the joy and madness on his face could no longer be concealed.

Haierbo was used to seeing people who were crazy about eternal life. Seeing Voldemort's demeanor, his snake eyes blinked contemptuously, with a hint of malice and a sense of fun flashing through his eyes. He was somewhat looking forward to the expression on Voldemort's face when he realized something was wrong.

When it comes to bad taste, he and Salazar are second, and no one dares to be first.

It was a pity that Salazar was not here this time and could not see the exclamation on his face.

Haierbo flicked his tail, regretting that he couldn't show off in front of his old enemy.

Snape looked at the various expressions in front of him that were close to the madness of Voldemort. There was no expression on his face. He was like a bystander who stayed away from the incident. There was no fluctuation, and he only felt a sense of absurdity from the inside out.

He silently pressed the wand on his cuff to expose the tip, together with the cufflink.

One person and one snake are very cautious, and no mistakes have been made here, so Haierbo still can't figure out why the magic circle went out of control.

After the magic circle was successfully activated, red light began to light up from the outer circle. The red light became brighter and brighter, lighting up the entire magic circle little by little along the connected magic lines.

The temperature in the cold dungeon began to gradually rise.

Snape, who was wearing the most clothes, stepped back to avoid the heat that hit his face.

Neither he nor Haierbo noticed that an invisible ring showed its traces on his hand for the first time. This was when Asses started to panic.

Time progressed, and in the middle, reddish smoke emerged from the feet of Voldemort and the fake Harry.

The smoke surrounding Voldemort easily pulled out a broken soul, but the smoke surrounding the fake Harry failed several times.

Haierbo realized something was wrong, crossed his body, leaned his head forward, and carefully observed the situation of the fake Harry.

Then he saw the smoke of repeated failures floating towards the outside of the magic circle as if attracted by something.

Haierbo is not worried that the magic circle will deprive him of his soul. You must know that his soul has been imprisoned in the body forever from the moment he became an immortal, and is immortal.

No, that's not right either.

He scoffed sarcastically.

To be precise, their souls should be imprisoned in the boundless void, unable to break away or pass away. As long as their souls exist for one day, they can live for a long time. Even if their bodies are destroyed and crushed, it only takes a little time. to recover.

So even if there are another hundred and eighty magic circles like this, they probably won't be able to deprive him of his soul.

Because he gave his soul long ago.

Staying here now is just a shell.

What a monster.

Haierbo commented coldly, then slowly swung his tail and swam up toward the smoke, intending to see what happened, but the magic circle couldn't draw out the man's soul.

The smoke filled the air and drifted towards Helbo, but passed him when he swam over and went straight to Snape who was standing behind.

Haierbo's snake suddenly straightened.

Damn it! Just remembering that he was not afraid, he forgot that there was a Snape here.

He turned around and crawled towards Snape. The smoke filled up very quickly. It might have been resentful of the failure just now. As soon as it came, it wrapped Snape from head to toe and spared no effort to extract his soul.

Haierbo could already imagine the scene of Asseth being furious and dragging him to "die with him". He suddenly took a breath of cold air and hurriedly returned to his human form, taking out his snake staff to disperse the smoke.

However, it was too late. Snape closed his eyes, and his soul flowed out of his eyes. The light blue light and red smoke merged, transforming into a soul with Snape's appearance.

Oh, it’s about to end.

Halbo mourned for a second of silence for the troubled life he would have in the future, and then joined in to study Snape's soul with great interest.

Unexpectedly, this wizard who seems to have done all kinds of bad things, is sarcastic and has a bad temper actually has a not-so-dark soul.

If possible, Haierbo would prefer to describe this soul as half white but not black.

Black is not pure enough, but white is pure enough. Unfortunately, for some reason, I cannot completely break away from the darkness and can only sink with it.