[HP] Bad Impulse

Yes, that is a huge white boa constrictor.It sneaked on the ground, its shiny silver scales scraped and made a rustling sound, and opened its mouth to reveal four poisonous fangs and a deep purple snake letter. The silence and darkness made the three of them feel a chill behind their backs.

After focusing on it for three seconds, Feite calmly loaded the gun, aiming the muzzle at the python without moving: "You two, get behind me, and prepare a one-hit kill spell!"

Severus swallowed, although he knew that there must be a lot of medicinal ingredients on this python, but now it was obvious that the medicinal ingredients were about to eat the person who made the potion: "Regu, do you still remember Shenfeng Wuying? Special shot, whether it is dead or not, we will follow up with it from the left and right sides, okay?"

Regulus silently recited the incantation of Shenfeng Wuying, and raised his wand firmly: "Yes!"

Fate let out a sigh of relief. She didn't know where the damned snake came out of. At this moment, she couldn't care whether the sound of the gun would disturb these stubborn wizards. She had to protect the safety of the two children behind her.

"...Nagini, didn't I tell them to come by themselves? You will scare them by standing at the door." Just as Fate was about to shoot, a very familiar voice came from behind the bushes.

Fate let go of the finger that was holding the trigger, and the man who appeared after the sound of rustling footsteps had a very familiar silhouette, and his pair of red eyes also exuded blood that Fate disgusted in the darkness.

The two Slytherin children looked at each other in surprise, and immediately lowered their heads: "My lord, you actually came in person."

The man bent down and touched the giant snake's head and hissed a few times. Watching the giant snake slip into the grass in an S shape, he smiled at the three of them: "Nagini heard that a child came back, and I really want to Greet you personally. But I think she will frighten you and worry that she will be hurt by Fate, so... Fate, Regulus, Severus, you are very welcome."

"I didn't come because I wanted to." Feite muttered.

"Feite, what did you just say?" The man narrowed his eyes.

Regulus held Fate's arm: "My lord, Fate said that the three of us are very honored to be invited by you."

"Yes, it's a great honor." Severus seemed to be wiping the cold sweat lying on his forehead. He had to be very thankful that it was night, otherwise the Dark Lord would have noticed the very uncomfortable and weird expressions of the three of them.

"Well, um, it's a great honor."

The Dark Lord chuckled, but it made Regulus and Severus' hearts lift up.The powerful magic power of the adult wizard made the air in the entire space freeze. The Dark Lord looked at the three of them for a while before turning around and walking towards the attic.

The two boys breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time held Fate's hand to follow the Dark Lord's footsteps, and warned Fate not to have any more difficult situations with fierce stares.

"Nia said that the people of the Aslean family are difficult to master. It seems that this sentence is very correct. That's right, Feite, even Corianna Antie is ashamed of your creativity in certain aspects. "

"Regulus, you are talented in the black arts. You are worthy of being a descendant of Black. Everyone in Slytherin is full of praise for you, and you are learning potions from Severus. Are they all very talented?"

"Severus, I heard that your potions have already surpassed Slughorn in some aspects, and the future master of potions is behind me, and your creativity is not limited to potions. superior."

The Dark Lord stopped in front of the small building, the dim light reflected in his eyes, but strangely formed a deceptive warm orange color: "Your family and friends should have told you that the reason why I am here What do you mean by calling all three of you here alone at this moment? Give me an answer of yes or no, follow me, or abandon me—for you and for me, only one of these two answers will be accepted.”

Feite frowned: "With all due respect, if you don't follow you, you must be against you?"

The Dark Lord raised his chin arrogantly, not caring about the disrespect in Fett's tone, and said without doubt: "Yes."

Feite shrugged, and said indifferently: "Coriana Antie is already on the same boat as you, but that tattoo..." It's so ugly!

"The imprint will stimulate the potential in your body, and I can lend you the power through the imprint at any time. I think you understand, Fate?" Stare closely at Fate. "I want you to extend one of your arms, so that the connection between you, Corina Antie, and Lucius will be even deeper."

Fate lowered his head, stretched out his left arm to the Dark Lord, and bit his lower lip fiercely—it was terrible to have someone else's mark on his body!

The Dark Lord smiled in satisfaction: "Reculus, I know you are completely different from your betrayer, right?"

"I... I am also loyal to the Lord just like my parents and cousin!" Regulus suddenly knelt down on one knee, speaking with a trembling voice and a voice that was almost suppressed in his throat. "I, Regulus Black, as the future heir of the Black family, will always follow the great Lord, serve you with this body, and swear to you with Black's soul."

"And I, Severus Snape, am willing to follow the Lord and do my best." Severus knelt beside Regulus, his hoarse voice trembling.And he didn't care if the Dark Lord noticed his trembling.

The Dark Lord bent down to help the two boys who were kneeling on the ground: "You don't know how much I value the three of you, to the point that...you haven't graduated yet, so I can't help but order you first. I want to express my gratitude to the whole magic Let the world declare who you belong to, who you are following. Close your eyes, my lovely children, the process may be a little painful, but I will bring you supreme joy in the end."

The three of them closed their eyes as he said, and heard the Dark Lord's whispered curse and the sound of pressing against someone's arm.

Feite felt a tingling pain in her left forearm. It was the sound of something tearing and trying to get in. Its fierce and domineering moment spread everywhere in Feite's body, mobilizing the magic power of her whole body to work quickly. , she could feel the surge of magical power in her body—finally it gathered into a mass sleeping on her left forearm, which was the mark of the Death Eaters.

Opening his eyes, Fate saw the admiration of the Dark Lord. He should have told Fate what to pay attention to.But at this moment, I suddenly want to test where Fett's ability line is. Accepting the mark is a severe test for the wizard's own magic power and physical strength: "What excellent magic power and pure blood, this is really amazing How many descendants of traditional Slytherin families cannot suddenly accept such power, and you, do you only feel a little pain?"

Feite touched the mark on his forearm: "It still hurts, Lord."

"It's just pain. Only you and Corianne Antie can use this method to give me novel shocks again and again." The Dark Lord smiled and held Regulus and Severus' arms, icy The fingertips made the two of them tremble slightly. "You two gentlemen, how about moving into the attic? Although it hurts you a bit, after getting this, I'm afraid you will lose the strength to stand up."

The Dark Lord was right. The moment the two boys received the mark, they became sweaty, but fell to the ground and lost consciousness in a few seconds. Seeing that the Dark Lord had no intention of doing anything, Fate had no choice but to hold one of them. , Throwing the two of them on the bed to lie down.

"When will they wake up?" Feite covered the two children with blankets to keep them from catching a cold.

"That's not necessarily true. It depends on their abilities. You are the only one in this world."

"Isn't Corina Antie also—"

"No," the Dark Lord interrupted Fett, "there's only one Fett in this world. I guess I should trust that gypsy named Nia, and he's right—the Death Eater's mark doesn't bind you at all. , I hold the contracts of many people in my hand. But this contract has never received your response."

Fate took a step back vigilantly, what the hell did that damn Nia say to the Dark Lord?But behind her are two boys, is the Dark Lord using two boys to restrain her movements!

"I boldly made a hypothesis." The Dark Lord seemed not to see Fate's vigilance, and was completely immersed in his own speculation. "The mark is my modification based on a black magic that has been lost for hundreds of years, but I use the alchemy's law of equivalent exchange to exchange three restrictions for a stronger master-slave contract. But the person who made the spell is very smart. He It took a loophole in the law and used three impossible conditions. Do you want to know which three conditions are, Fett?"

She really didn't want to know, but she could only bite the bullet and agree: "Which three?"

"First, it can only be used on people who live in this dimension. Second, it can only be used on people who live in this time. Third, the spell will lose its restrictive power after the caster's soul dissipates." The Dark Lord slowly He said three conditions, and casually looked at Feite's urgent and tense expression, as if he was watching a fish in a net. "There are not many people who meet these three conditions at the same time. As long as you don't meet any of them, you can form a Zhu Cong contract. It seems that I was lucky enough to meet the most special one. The bold assumption I made is that you It's not this time and space, and it doesn't belong to this time, it's more likely that I'm dead in the place where you really exist."

"...I think it's more of a misunderstanding."

"There is no misunderstanding, Fett. I know everything clearly. I am afraid that I don't even know all the secrets of Asreen." The Dark Lord held up a small wooden box, which contained five It was a delicate crystal bottle, and the liquid in the bottle was as scarlet as his eyes. "Tell me the time you have existed! Will the eternal life I pursue end in the hands of someone in the future? I want you and Corina Antie to make a more accurate prophecy than Trilawney's. Isn’t the point of making a prophecy!!”

The author has something to say: The author has a quirk that broke out in the last few days when writing the article. Recently, I am still thinking about the direction of the article. Although I have an outline, the story will not always develop as I thought. Dear friends, you have worked hard. Bow and thank you——

I ate two pieces of radish last night. It was so spicy that my stomach still hurts QUQ... I knew a long time ago that eating a small piece of scallion can make my stomach hurt all night. I really shouldn’t eat such a challenging thing, tears streaming down my face!

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