[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

Outside the Malfoy Manor is a vast forest. Wizards always like to place their mansions in uninhabited places, especially Malfoy, an ancient family that has been passed down from thousands of years ago... In that turbulent era, witch hunting The movement is popular, and since Pope Innocent VIII issued a decree and blew the witch-hunting horn, the inquisition between wizards and the Holy See has caused heavy damage to both parties, but what is even more unacceptable is, When the hunt gradually took over from the courts of the secular Muggle world, the suppression became more severe, and the wizards lost more people than in the previous wave.

The "International Wizarding Secrecy Act" came into effect after this situation lasted for many years.It separates the Muggle world from the wizarding world, and a family with a deep history like Malfoy is even more afraid of avoiding the Muggle world.The Malfoy manor is surrounded by thousands of miles, and there are no people. Su Xuan is standing outside the balcony of the tower of the manor castle. What can be seen nearby is the verandah of the Malfoy family's wisteria climbing flowers. Outside of the influence of magic, only the snowflakes in the distance can be seen. Flying in groups, the continuous forest is covered with thick white carvings, piled with silver and jade, and the jade butterflies turned from snowflakes are flying in the whole world. In the dense forest, fir trees and pines stand upright. At that moment, the forest covered with white and dazzling thick snow shook, like snow waves rushing over, like a raging silver sea.

Malfoy Manor blocked all the harsh weather for several miles, so Su Xuan stood here at this moment, but he didn't feel any cold at all.He looked at the winter scenery, and said lightly: "The Resurrection Stone, the Invisibility Cloak and the Elder Wand, these three Deathly Hallows, the Invisibility Cloak is a treasure passed down from the Potter family, and the Resurrection Stone is in harmony with the Stranger Not long after Luo's first meeting, I went to the Gaunt family's old house to pick it up...I know, you and others are wondering if I have other purposes for collecting these Deathly Hallows...but you should understand ..."

He turned his head to look at Voldemort, his face was delicate, and there was a crystal light in his eyes, which made Voldemort subconsciously lower his head, not daring to look directly.

"All the treasures in this world are not as important as the meaning of the magic net to me." He said quietly: "Not only because of its vast and unpredictable power... but also because of being able to control it 100%, I'm alone...it's a miracle of my own making."

Voldemort said respectfully: "Of course, you are with the magic net."

Su Xuan doesn't care about any compliments from others, his ears can't hear any boastful praises, and those flamboyant and respectful flattery are worthless to him... But even if it's a sincere compliment, it's just a lingering A ray of breeze in his ear, inadvertently dissipated.

All the good and bad reputation in this world cannot shake the light embroidered on the robe he wove with his achievements... because the name of that robe is called "Magic Net".

"But the original purpose of my coming to this world was indeed because of these three Deathly Hallows." Su Xuan said casually, but Voldemort couldn't help being awe-inspiring when he heard the words... the information revealed by these words There are too many, let him think about it a little bit, and all he can get are amazing guesses that make him dizzy.

"But sometimes, in life," Su Xuan sighed, "only by choosing a more tortuous path can we make the best of two hundred, three hundred, or even one thousand percent of each opportunity. The effectiveness of this, and the Fengshuang sword contained in it will gradually erase the water chestnuts on your body that you don't even know yourself, and make you into the most suitable appearance for you."

"To me, the Deathly Hallows is almost within reach." Su Xuan looked at the vast snow scene again, it seemed that to him, this monotonous natural scene was more meaningful than Voldemort standing beside him. Make sense.

"The invisibility cloak and the resurrection stone are already in my hands." His slender fingers touched the obsidian ring on the other hand: "As for the last remaining old wand... no, no, I don't need you Go check it out for me."

"Although Neville didn't turn the page of the story to that while he was still the savior, I still know that the Elder Wand was acquired by Gellert Grindelwald from the German wandmaker Grigor He stole it from Vitch's workshop, but he lost it to his former best friend in the duel with Albus Dumbledore..."

He smiled leisurely, and said in Voldemort's instantly cold expression: "Yes, it is now in the hands of Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of our time."

"I believe that Dumbledore will not have the courage to attack you." Voldemort's dark red eyes flickered, and he said in a mocking, undisguised, gloating tone: "As long as you speak, I believe that there will be countless people in this world who are willing to put pressure on Dumbledore for your wishes... or even do it yourself, it's just a fluke... Dumbledore is still a person, as long as he is a person, he cannot escape This mortal threat in numbers..."

Voldemort, who was forced by the whole world to temporarily retract his "pure-blood supremacy" claim, expressed that he very, very much wanted to see the expression on Dumbledore's face who was also standing on the opposite side of the world... at the moment In this era, the Lord of the Magic Web represents this point of the entire world, a truth that almost no one can question, and Dumbledore standing opposite him can be said to have been abandoned by the world... Here, He even used the words that Dumbledore used to ridicule him at the banquet just now... Those who can be defeated in the world can be classified as "mortals"!

"No, I'm not in a hurry." Su Xuan smiled softly: "If I was too impatient, I would only peep at these three sacred artifacts left by the god of death the first moment I came to this world. I chose to do it at that time, and as you can imagine... I would naturally be caught in the war between black and white wizards in Britain."

"Although I have another deep capital, for me who was not exposed to the magic of this world at the beginning, a short period of learning time is still necessary."

Otherwise, he would not have avoided the initial confrontation with the Storm King in the previous fairy tale world. Even if he was tricked into another world by the Frog Prince, he did not choose to refuse immediately. In the game world, he did not choose to use force to deal with it.

"I might have a conflict with Neville Longbottom, because a person like him, with his personality that was not frustrated at the beginning, cannot tolerate being provoked by others..." Su Xuan smiled slightly: "Then I will Fighting with Dumbledore, because he was a little too sensitive because he was stimulated by the existence of the first and second generation Dark Lord... And then, maybe I will be on guard with you and cooperate with each other... because we have the same enemy for the time being ...But in the end we will definitely turn our faces and ruthlessly kill each other, because you will not give up the old devil to anyone but yourself..."

Su Xuan touched his white chin with his right hand, and supported the elbow of his right arm with his left hand, looking very interested.

Voldemort listened to these words in silence, and wiped the cold sweat in his heart for himself who was going that way.

If the author Sang's emotions were richer and more violent, maybe he would make up tens of thousands of words of love and death based on this outline... But it is a pity that this article has been defined as no cp...

Therefore, Su Xuan could only sigh: "According to this development, in the end, I will definitely kill you."

Voldemort felt a chill all over his body, but he bent down solemnly and solemnly almost at the next moment: "It is his great honor to be able to help you do it yourself!"

Su Xuan also didn't delve into whether his words really came from his heart, he just said with some wistfulness: "Although that kind of story is quite interesting, but in that way, I didn't achieve the achievement of the magic net. How can there be such a great power like today?"

He gently stretched out his right hand with the palm facing up. He didn't use his wand, nor did he recite any weird spells. His blue eyes were like a deep abyss, but the snowflakes flying all over the sky in the distance seemed to be trapped in the invisible. The majestic vortex, these light and tiny floating flocs are driven by a mysterious force, like the sea water being drawn away, instantly changing the trajectory that nature has given them to float down. It was condensed at that moment, whistling and roaring, and turned into an ice-colored flower between Su Xuanxian's long fingers.

This colorless and crystal-clear flower has slender branches, long and narrow leaves full of veins, and pure and clear petals. It is more elegant than roses, and more alienated than lilies... Concentrating the winter cold of the whole world, the flowers are filled with faint, white mist. This misty mist is the embodiment of all the severe cold in this winter. This harsh coldness can easily kill anyone who tries to The impolite who touches.

But Su Xuan picked it up lightly, brought it close to his nose, lowered his eyes, and sniffed it lightly, as if he could smell the smell of the winter season.

This new winter flower is a sacred flower unique to winter that has never been seen in this world. When it decides to open, the whole world will enter the warm spring in advance.

Voldemort raised his eyes and saw that the vast snowy field was now only left with pale black green and dense black sea of ​​trees. There was a faint sunlight shining from the sky, falling on his body, leaving a thin temperature.