[Comprehensive British and American] Painting ghosts

Ten years ago.

England, Devon.

The visitor wears a hood, and his figure is hidden in a black loose robe, revealing only a pale chin and bright red lips.His mouth was tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved down, revealing a little lazy tiredness.

He sat on the sofa and looked at the owner of the house through the black hood.

Nicole Flamel received the unidentified visitor himself.While stirring the Ceylon black tea with a small silver spoon in his hand, he sat down opposite him.

"Do you need any help?" Nicole Flamel asked in a relaxed tone.

The visitor nodded, his blood-red lips parted lightly, and his voice was like the music of a cello, low and elegant: "I heard about your unattainable achievements in alchemy... maybe you can help me solve it. A problem right now."

Nicole Flamel heard that it was about alchemy, and immediately became interested. He put down the Ceylon black tea in his hand, and the glass base collided with the wooden table and made a slight sound: "What problem?"

The visitor's hand hidden under the robe stretched out and placed three items on the coffee table.

Nicole Flamel squinted his eyes to look at the objects placed by the visitors, with a serious expression.

"The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak." Nicole Flamel looked up at the visitor. "You are Voldemort."

It was the only one he could think of who could pull out three Deathly Hallows.

This mysterious man, who has disappeared from the world for decades, was once speculated to be the Dark Lord who had died on his own.

Voldemort was not at all moved by being called out of his identity, he was still sitting lazily on the sofa, breathing steadily, his white fingers lightly landed on the Elder Wand: "This is the problem I was talking about."

Nicole Flamel returned his attention to the Deathly Hallows. He reached out and picked up the Resurrection Stone, and looked at it carefully for a while: "What's the problem?"

"Their powers are missing," said Voldemort. "I want to get back that missing power."

Nicole Flamel's hand holding the resurrection stone stopped, and he put down the resurrection stone with some inquiry on his face: "How much do you know about the missing power?"

"Not much," said Voldemort. "But not too little."

"Then you should know that once this power is captured, it is impossible to regain it." Nicole Flamel said.

Voldemort was silent for a while, he withdrew his hand on the Elder Wand, and pursed his lips. At that moment, he looked like an extremely tired old man, not a powerful and young Demon King: "Is there a substitute?"

Nicole Flamel shook his head: "No. At least, not in this world."

A deadly silence filled the room. Nicole Flamel picked up the teacup from the coffee table again, as if deliberately trying to break the suffocating atmosphere. The silver spoon stirred the black tea, making a crisp crashing sound .

"Why do you need the power of the world?" Nicole Flamel asked.

"...the power of the world?" After a long silence, Voldemort asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

"I call that kind of power the power of the world." Nicole Flamel said, his tone was a bit relaxed to bring out the dull atmosphere. "According to my research, this power can only be used for space-time magic. Why do you need this power?"

"Looking for someone," said Voldemort.

"I was really surprised," said Nicole Flamel. "It took me hundreds of years to discover these secrets, how did you know them in such a short time?"

"..." Voldemort was silent for a while, then shook his head: "This is not something we need to discuss."

"I have already given the answer to your question." Nicole Flamel sighed. "The power no longer exists."

"Is there any other way?"

Nicole Flamel certainly knew what the other party was asking. The question of time and space was too profound, and he specialized in alchemy rather than space and time, so even the most knowledgeable man in the magic world would have a hard time answering this question. .

"Perhaps you can wait for an opportunity..." said Nicole Flamel. "A moment of disorder in time and space."

……

After Voldemort left, Nicole Flamel stared blankly at the Deathly Hallows abandoned on the coffee table.

It is said that becoming the master of the three holy vessels can conquer death.Judging from the perception of Voldemort in the wizarding world, if he got the Deathly Hallows, he would definitely use it to achieve his goal of immortality.The moment Nicole Flamel recognized Voldemort, he also thought he was here to snatch the Philosopher's Stone.

But the other party not only didn't mention the issue of eternal life, but after knowing that the Deathly Hallows had lost the power of the world, they threw them away without hesitation.

It's like throwing out useless garbage.

"Those rumors about the Dark Lord..." Nicole Flamel looked in the direction where Voldemort left, thoughtfully. "The authenticity is really open to question."

Still, for an alchemy fanatic like Nicole Flamel, the accidental acquisition of the Deathly Hallows was a real surprise.These gifts left by Voldemort are really in line with Nicole Flamel's appetite.It's a pity that he didn't help the other party too much with the troubled problem.

……

……

Shen Yanzhou stood motionless on the spot, the moment his gaze touched the Dark Mark, he thought he was dazzled, or some aftereffect left by the gap in time and space.

This mark has been away from him for many years, since he left the last sub-world, it has completely disappeared on his arm.Over the years, the only time I saw it was in Sokovia, in the illusion created by Wanda.

He reached out and wiped the Dark Mark, as if to verify if it was a prank - but the Dark Mark was stubbornly imprinted on his hand and could not be wiped off.

His first reaction was to ask Tian Yanbi what was going on, but he didn't get any reply.

Only then did he remember that the Tianyan pen was left in the space-time gap.

Because of the sudden space-time turbulence, Tian Yanbi only had time to send him back to this world.Unless the time-space turbulence is repaired, there is no way for the Tianyan pen to come back.

That is, he was once again left alone.

This made him feel that he had once again returned to the memory that was extremely deep in his bones.Alone, with no one to trust, helplessly succumbing to a greater power, watching him destroy everything he holds dear but helpless.

He wiped the Dark Mark on his hand vigorously again, then wrote the name in the air with trembling hands——

Tom Riddle.

He seemed to be strangled by some invisible hand, unable to breathe. After a long, long pause, he added the spell he was looking for after the name.

The spell floated in the air for a few seconds, and disappeared without a trace with a soft sound.

Shen Yanzhou looked at the black ink that dissipated in the air, and the sword of Damocles that had been hanging over his head since the appearance of the Dark Mark finally shattered.

It was as if the frozen ocean suddenly melted, and the sun cast a golden halo. At this moment, he even felt a little dizzy.

he is not here.

All this is an illusion, he is not in this world.

Maybe the Dark Mark is just a sequela left by the turbulence of time and space, and he shouldn't worry too much.

……

Tony's voice rang in his ears, and Shen Yanzhou realized that Tony had been calling him for a long time.

Those big caramel-colored eyes were full of worry, and Tony shook his hands in front of him: "Are you back to your senses?"

Shen Yanzhou smiled: "Yes."

"What happened just now?" Tony asked suspiciously. "Why do you look so out of your mind?"

"Going home failed." Shen Yanzhou sighed, and pulled down the sleeve of his left hand calmly, covering the Dark Mark. "Looks like we'll have to wait a while longer."

"..." Although Tony never understood what Shen Yanzhou said about "going home", he was also a person who respected other people's privacy, so since Shen Yanzhou didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't ask further. "Then what are you going to do next? They are still arresting you everywhere."

Shen Yanzhou suddenly remembered that without the Tianyan pen, although he would not be completely unable to use spells, his strength would definitely be greatly reduced.

This is really a leak in the house and it rains all night.

Shen Yanzhou smiled wryly. It seemed that the good luck some time ago had come to an end, and he was still the one with negative luck.

"Perhaps... I can find a place out of the government's control to avoid the limelight." Shen Yanzhou said.

Tony gave him a disappointed look: "I thought you would say go to Marbury Beach to avoid the limelight."

Shen Yanzhou shook his head: "You are also on the cusp of the storm, I can't cause you any more trouble."

"Then why don't I send you to mutant school." Tony thought for a while, and felt that what Shen Yanzhou said was indeed reasonable, and he was indeed in a very sensitive period now, and any trouble would make the gang in suits sit in the office The guy couldn't sit still, and held a meeting to draw up some agreement.

"No." Shen Yanzhou shook his head. "The relationship between mutants and humans has always been delicate, and Charles has always been committed to easing the rigid relationship between mutants and humans. I am now considered a mutant who has committed a crime. Although Charles will still take me in, it is obviously It will cause him considerable trouble."

Tony snorted a little irritably: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work..."

Shen Yanzhou suddenly thought of a place.

That bar in Queens that's been abandoned since Caliban left.There is a reason why Caliban has been hiding there for so many years without being discovered.

Maybe he could take refuge there for a while.

"Tony, I need you to do me a favor." Shen Yanzhou said.

"Okay." Tony didn't ask what he was doing, and agreed directly.

"I'm a bit lacking in strength right now—" Shen Yanzhou paused. "There is no way to use the ability of distance teleportation, so please send me to Queens, where I have a hiding place."

Tony nodded, paused for a while, and suddenly looked at Shen Yanzhou seriously: "Do you think I'm trustworthy?"

Shen Yanzhou looked at him with some surprise: "Of course you are trustworthy."

"Then you take this." Tony took out a smart terminal again. "Did you throw away the one from last time?"

Shen Yanzhou took the smart terminal with some hesitation: "The last time was because of Ultron..."

"If you don't trust me, just throw it away." Seeing that Shen Yanzhou hesitated, Tony simply stuffed the smart terminal into Shen Yanzhou's hand. "But if you trust me, once you encounter any problems... no matter what time it is, you must contact me as soon as possible. No matter what, I will come to help you."

Shen Yanzhou looked at the smart terminal in his hand, and suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.

Maybe he was really wrong, even without the Tianyan pen, he is not just a person in this world.