Doomed to be an enemy

Harry crouched slowly and reached out to pick it up with his left hand.

leave here.

The soft voice became extremely clear, as if there were cold lips pressed against his ears.The alchemy circle on the metal sheet warmly soothed the fingertips, bringing precious warmth in this darkness, and also tried its best to illuminate this darkness.

It's the only light here.

The only one...Harry slowly woke up from his trance, his emerald green eyes stared directly at the faint light, he slowly curled up his fingers, a hazy white light leaked from between his fingers, Harry's expression gradually became firm, he believed Voldemort didn't die so easily, he was definitely still here.Harry raised his eyes, staring at the darkness around him that made the magic power boiling inside him fearful.

He would not leave Voldemort in this cold place.Harry is too aware of the erosion of the soul by the dark power. For that man, the incomplete soul is the only weakness. Even compared to most wizards, the Dark Lord's power is enough, and it is undoubtedly stretched here.Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to resist Ambusias' will.

He managed to bring Voldemort back to his senses and restrain his chilling tyranny, so how could he back down at this moment?Spreading his palms open, Harry's emerald green eyes stared at the plain piece of metal. If Voldemort couldn't resist the darkness due to his incomplete soul, then...

Harry took a deep breath and said softly:

"I am willing to protect..." The hot magic power in the body rushed into this small metal piece, and suddenly the blazing light almost burned in the palm of the hand.

"The soul named Lord Voldemort."

At this moment, Harry faintly sensed some extremely weak substance in the darkness.

"I will swear on my life—"

Under the bright light, his emerald green eyes were bright and firm: "I am connected with your destiny, inseparable." Almost immediately, he felt that the matter was gradually gathering here—with a familiar feeling. breath.

Harry suppressed the soreness and pain in his heart, and continued:

"I share the darkness with you..."

"...no distinction between each other."

The dark power that was as calm as water suddenly squeezed towards him. The coldness and suffocation at that moment made Harry lower his body and put his arms on the cold ground, allowing the cold and malicious dark power to penetrate through his pores. The magic power of fission in the body suddenly rioted, rushing up one after another to quickly devour, grow, expand, and neutralize... It is growing rapidly at a terrifying speed——

Harry was pale as paper because of the soaring power, but his tone was unwavering:

"I will live and die with you, and my soul will go with you." Harry slowly clenched his palm, letting the sharp edge of the metal piece cut his skin and stain his own blood.

The breath exhaled in front of his eyes was full of high temperature and scorching heat. "But if I'm awake, you'll never lose your mind." Harry's vision was gradually blurring. He heard Lily's screams before she died, and heard Voldemort's laughter... and even flashed a series of flashes in front of his eyes. Scenes:

The Ministry of Magic, Sirius who fell into the curtain.

Hogwarts, Headmaster Dumbledore who fell from the Astronomy Tower.

Death Eaters ravaged a messy Muggle world - bridges rolling like waves, Muggle houses on fire, violent tsunamis... "But I live, and you will never die." Harry said with difficulty , Tears flowed from emerald green eyes.

He suddenly cried out:

"But if I exist, you will never be invaded by darkness!"

These pictures exploded into pieces!

The darkness suddenly fluctuated violently, and the blazing light in the palm of his hand could almost pierce through the skin of his hand - Harry almost thought it burned through the skin - splitting the incomparable darkness like a sharp sword.

At the same time, the darkness surged, like a tall and thin figure protruding from a black curtain, slowly rushing left and right, as if two forces from the same source were fiercely clashing inside, and the silent roar shattered the darkness , melting into a thick black mist.

The fog was fading, and Harry felt powerless and exhausted from the bottom of his heart, but the scorching magic field on his body distorted the air, and the energy brought by the powerful magic on his body was extremely vigorous.Harry saw a golden stream of light flashing under the skin of his hands-it was unprecedentedly powerful!

He couldn't even tell whether the skin was wrapped in magic power, or it was part of the magic power.In the distorted and blurred vision in front of him, the figure born from the black mist gradually became clear, and the fading black mist turned into a loose black robe and fell on his tall body.

"Voldemort..." Harry murmured, but he couldn't hear his own voice at all. Sweat kept pouring out of his body. The magic power that was really boiling made him almost think he was burning. Harry felt extremely uncomfortable. It was buzzing and no sound could be heard.He only saw the man walking quickly, his handsome face opened and closed, his strong arms embraced him, the cold embrace made Harry feel extremely nostalgic and comfortable, a powerful force poured into his body without hesitation It spread to the limbs and bones, smoothing the scorching heat that made his mind confused.Harry instinctively hugged the man's neck, his hot lips branded on the exposed skin, as if he wanted to absorb the charming and cold dark power in the flesh.

Slowly, Harry's body temperature dropped, and the surrounding sounds could reach his ears again.

"Harry..."

Voldemort's soft call and cold kiss fell on the boy's ear.After recovering from the power-burning dizziness, Harry realized what had happened, and subconsciously hugged the man's arms tightly, sinking into the extremely familiar breath. "Voldemort?" His muffled voice couldn't hide the trembling inside, the man rested his chin on the top of his hair, touching the boy's back soothingly.

"It's me." Voldemort replied in the affirmative.In this living body, the newborn heart was still beating rapidly because of the boy's vows, and his breathing was also rapid. Voldemort had never been so emotionally shaken like this - when his magical body was dissolved by the darkness, and when his consciousness was trapped and almost powerless by the darkness, his Harry was protecting him with his soul. "I'm sorry..." Voldemort murmured, hugging the boy in his arms tightly, like a fool who hugged the baby and didn't let go.

Harry's nose was sore, and he silently held back the tears that were almost pouring out-oh, this is so useless.He suddenly thought of something, and struggled to get out of the man's embrace—the heat that swept through his body again at that moment made Harry dizzy uncomfortably for a while: "Where's the locket? I saw him swallowed by the darkness together with you."

He shook his head and felt better. The man in his vision was tall and handsome, his arms were still raised, and his eyebrows were raised as if he was quite dissatisfied with his leaving—soon he realized this stupid posture and didn't move. Put your arms down sensually:

"He was fused by me."

This sentence has not yet finished, there is a commotion in the soul. Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and ruthlessly suppressed the locket's desire to emerge to the deepest part of his soul.Only now did Harry realize that the man's eyes had completely settled into black, as charming and dangerous as darkness, and as beautiful as the most beautiful obsidian.

It seemed that every fusion of souls was gradually returning to Voldemort's original appearance.

So Harry didn't doubt Voldemort's words, although he was a little inexplicably disappointed by the result. Voldemort took the boy's hand and stroked the bloody palm with his fingertips. Harry felt the wound tingle and heal quickly.Instinctively he shrank his hands back, watching as Voldemort picked up the blood-stained metal pendant and slowly put it back around his neck.

Harry had so many questions he wanted to know, but now was not the time.

"We have to get out of here quickly. The battle situation outside is not known yet." He raised his head and glanced at the protective net that was suppressed by the ruins - the spell was weakening, and the shining golden runes inside were also dimming a lot .

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Voldemort clenched the boy's hand, recalled his wand, and waved the bone-colored yew lightly - the precarious protective net and the piled building ruins exploded simultaneously with a "boom!" It opened, startling Harry, the waste residue had not yet fallen, it was corroded in mid-air, and amidst the sparks of dark gold, the gray cloud-like sky appeared in front of his eyes like a lifted curtain.

Zhou Wei's strong dark power was separated by Voldemort's spell, Harry couldn't help gasping, he saw the throne full of symbols and broken iron chains in the ruins of the building, they were standing on the top of a strange rocky mountain , only the faint ruins of the wall can tell that there was originally a palace here.

The bitter wind blew across the rocks with an unpleasant smell of rot and blood, and the ferocious peaks that seemed to be piled up with strange rocks passed through the haze like pillars reaching the sky—only the very low one under their feet , here is like a surrounded valley.A dense black miasma pervades the peaks, there is no water, no trees, and every peak is separated by a bottomless moat.

"This, what is this place?" Harry couldn't help being stunned. He was clearly teleported from the Blood Fountain in St. Peter's Basilica to a secret room, but the situation in front of him made him a little out of his mind.

"A hell," said Voldemort curtly, his black robe blown backwards. "This is the territory of Ambrosias. It is connecting with our world. The secret room, I guess, is a connection point. It is being expanded."

"That's what it said it would cost."

Harry suddenly understood, "But what I don't understand is that you have already possessed all its power, why—"

"Because that's not its body." Voldemort shook his head slightly. "I absorbed part of its power, and some memories are mixed in it. Its body should be under this abyss. It's very huge. We have to take advantage of it when it opens the passage." leave."

"Do you know the exit?"

Harry couldn't help asking. Voldemort looked at him for a moment with dark eyes, motioning for Harry to look up.As if realizing something, Harry stared in surprise at the wriggling and spreading gray sky in the distance, and opened his mouth wide.

"That's the channel—?" He couldn't help raising his voice.

"Yes." Voldemort's affirmative answer made Harry chill from the bottom of his heart, and he said softly, "And, once I use the power of darkness in large quantities, Ambrosias will definitely find out. Harry, this is our only chance .”

"what?"

"The chance to kill it," Voldemort said softly.

In the silent hell, a black smoke rose into the sky!Suddenly, the stench of the air suddenly stopped, and a sharp roar suddenly came from the abyss under the mountain peak.Black miasma gushed out of it like a volcanic eruption, engulfing half of the mountain in the blink of an eye——

Harry was held in Voldemort's arms and rushed towards the sky. He couldn't help but look down at the black mist. The mountains with strange rocks were covered by black miasma. The stones on the peaks couldn't bear the strong dark power As for the broken ones, some were even half corroded, hanging unsightly on the mountainside. "It's coming--" Harry whispered in Voldemort's ear, his hand gripping his wand was dripping with sweat, "is this really possible?"

Everything around them swept back at a fast speed, and the dry and unpleasant wind blew past their bodies,

"Wait until it gets close," said Voldemort shortly.His breathing was the same, and Harry suddenly remembered that when he was attacked by vampires at Hogwarts, Voldemort also hugged him for a long time to deal with the enemy-obviously, this was not an easy job.

Harry gritted his teeth, rested his chin on the man's shoulder, and moved his arm around the man's chest. Behind Voldemort, the tip of his wand quietly aimed at the black miasma that was clinging behind him like a wave— —That was just an appearance of the dark power. According to Voldemort, the other party was quite proficient in magic.

So, there is only one chance——

"Harry, it's now!" Voldemort said aloud, suddenly slowing down, and the swiftly rushing miasma approached dozens of feet immediately—covering the sky and covering the sky, full of savagery.

"disperse--"

"dark!"

Harry's incomparably firm voice was drowned in the sudden dazzling golden light, the air heated up sharply, distorted and vaporized in an instant, and all the scenes became doubled in an instant.As if there was a shining sun in the sky, the holly wand was vibrating, slippery and hot in his hand, and Harry almost thought it would also be burning.

No flames could be seen anywhere—

Only extreme light!

Miasma couldn't dodge in time, and bumped into it head-on.A violent impact pushed them away, followed by soul-shattering roars and screams——

In an instant, the black miasma gasified and disappeared in large swaths, and the blazing golden fire seemed to ignite a powder keg, spreading to the abyss under the mountain almost at a visible speed, and the whole hell began to tremble.The dark power in the air even burned up under the sharp and extreme high temperature, and even roared towards the black smoke that was fleeing rapidly——

The haze that was originally only the size of a house has filled the field of vision, damn it! "" Harry was sweating profusely, trying to stop these unruly flames, but they smelled the only source of dark power second only to Ambrosias in this hell, and they were determined to burn over!

The power of this magic has not only increased, it is even very spiritual——

Fuck his spirituality!Harry cursed, the magic power that was almost burning in his body greedily absorbed Voldemort's power, and the pure dark magic power rushed into Harry's body without hesitation, the latter was extremely annoyed, "You really hit the mark, what should I do? "Voldemort chuckled suddenly, and whispered something in the boy's ear.

The speed of the black smoke suddenly accelerated, throwing away a large part of the blazing golden flame, and at the same time, a hazy white light emerged from it, which seemed to slow down its speed, and the restless flame rushed greedily. When it was about to touch, a dull roar erupted from the black smoke, shaking the flames and driving the black mist away——

The golden-red hair was draped over the vigorous body, dancing and fluttering with the blade-like gale, and the powerful four-legged leaped in the air, and the fiery red flame wings connected to the sky and extended into the invisible space.

This is an adult flaming lion.

The violent magic field overflowed like flames, and the light flapping of its wings blurred the surrounding scenery for a while, and it jumped thousands of feet in an instant.

Voldemort rode on it, hugged the lion's neck tightly, and glanced at the black miasma that was knocked down—it was also the embodiment of Ambrosias' power. Voldemort sneered silently, no one knew more about this flame than he did. Extreme, as long as Harry is alive, the flame will not go out.

I just don't know whether the dark power accumulated by the devil for countless years can withstand this endless burning.

The haze in the sky weakened due to the strength of Ambrosias, and the edge tremblingly stopped expanding, and began to shrink inward.Harry was in a hurry, the flames all over his body bypassed the man on his back, gushing out like fur, and with a loud roar, the speed suddenly increased. Voldemort gasped softly, couldn't help grasping the mane on the boy's back, narrowed his eyes and looked towards the approaching exit.

Who knew that the tunnel was shrinking faster and faster, and when there were almost a dozen feet left——

The flaming lion stood up angrily, its sharp claws ruthlessly dug into the little gap left, making teeth rubbing sounds. Silently, the tip of Voldemort's yew wand was raised, and a spell was said.

It looked like the passage was about to open again, but what made Harry anxious was that the speed was too slow, and the blazing golden flames behind him were going to burn his ass... Voldemort narrowed his obsidian-like eyes, pointed his wand behind him, In front of the roaring blazing golden flame, there appeared a crystal clear embedded space——

wall.

Amidst the bang, the fiery gold dyed the entire "Crystal Wall", but he was dizzy and would not rush over for a while. Voldemort watched the round ears on the top of the lion's head that were fluttering in anxiety, and gently moved over. But the tone was quite serious and urged: "Hurry up, your flame is about to catch up."

Harry became anxious immediately, and with all his strength, his two front paws tore and bitten to open a hole in the crack, and the violent flames like his emotions rushed up and burned them, and finally planed out a man-sized export.

The hazy fog made the lion sneezed and rushed in without hesitation.

The fog turned out to be very thin, and in the blink of an eye, his body lightened up, and the fresh, damp and cold air rushed towards his face.The sky was impenetrably cloudy, and in the ruins of St. Peter's Square, the Flame Lion curiously fiddled with the round stones around him, and was shocked when he found that it was a lifelike carved human head - he took two steps back and almost fell back again , the rapidly warming air behind his buttocks made Harry shiver, and quickly leaped up with his paws into the air, running towards the sky, the fiery red wings under his ribs fluttering again and again, Voldemort put his fingers into the lion's fiery mane soothingly, Rub his scalp.His fingertips ran over the white lightning hair on the lion's forehead.

The rain and moisture in the air were immediately evaporated near the lion.

However, on this day, the Death Eaters and members of the Order of the Phoenix were eye-opening. When they were about to discuss how to arrange to withdraw from the Vatican, it was Hermione who noticed the abnormality on the ground. "Wait, what's that?!"

Everyone couldn't help looking, but saw that the treacherous black river stopped expanding, and the abyss below it was slowly disappearing like a distorted water surface.Immediately, a bright golden light rushed out, accompanied by a magnificent tongue of blazing gold hundreds of feet high——

And after the tongue of flame touched the shockingly dense dark power in the air, it suddenly spread in all directions as if an oil barrel was lit.

The rain in half the sky was evaporated into mist in an instant.Instead, it conceals the situation below.

Ron's pupils shrank, and he hesitated, "That's Harry's flame..." After speaking, he couldn't help but turn on the alchemy device next to his ear.

"Harry? Is that you?"

"Wait, why do I feel... getting hotter?"

Neville's team was just below, and he couldn't help lowering his broom, and saw blazing golden flames rushing towards this side.

Immediately gasped, Neville's face turned pale, and he turned around without hesitation and was the first to rush out: "The flames are coming—!" The young man's angry scream made everyone stunned— —Then his face changed drastically: "Run!"

The dragon trainer was the first to pull the dragon up, and flew to the clouds without hesitation—Descartes comforted himself that it would be fine to enter the stratosphere.The rest of the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters quickly dispersed—damn it, it wasn't in the battle plan!

The wizards cursed in their hearts, but still firmly fixed the dead body on the broom, and ran away desperately.The captain played a leading role at this time, and the wizards who were disorganized at the beginning quickly integrated themselves according to their teams on the road——

"No, why is the flame chasing us?" "It seems to be chasing the Death Eaters..."

The sound in the alchemy device became a mess, "Wait, what sound?!" "There is a...big bird behind you." Descartes raised his voice nervously.

"Big Bird?" "Big Bird..."

"Big Bird?!"

Hermione's face turned pale in an instant: "What a big bird! That's an airplane—!"