[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

The ink on the parchment gradually solidified on the paper, and there was no movement for a long time.

Xia Chuan squinted his eyes, and could clearly feel that the gaze from Olierno behind him observed his every move with a hint of spectacle.

"Olierno..." The elf turned his head to look at the portrait. The man in the portrait sat comfortably under the bright and mild sunlight, sipping the black tea in his hand, with a relaxed posture.

The corners of Xia Chuan's mouth twitched, and he pursed his lips.

The black-haired young man stared blankly at the portrait for a while—if he said he was staring, he only opened his eyes a little bit wider. After a long while, he said, "I'll burn you."

The intimate words made both of them stunned for a moment, and the way the man in the portrait looked at Xia Chuan made him feel more and more uncomfortable.

……wipe!Xia Chuan wished he could slap that nobleman with a mean smile on his face.

Call you cheap!

Xia Chuan stared at the portrait until he finally realized that the other party was just a portrait and not a nobleman who could tolerate his mischief a long time ago, and he gained some psychological comfort.

Well, they are all dead people, so why not.

After he figured it out, he suddenly realized, picked up the quill pen, looked at the dead notebook, picked up the pen and started writing again.

—Tom, you now have two choices.

He knew that part of Tom's soul inside must be able to see what he wrote.

——First, come out and meet me.

—Second, I destroyed the notebook.

The moment he stopped writing, the three rows of words just written seeped into the notebook and disappeared without a trace.

Xia Chuan and the dead Malfoy stared at the notebook together, both of them had some interest in their eyes, but compared to Xia Chuan who had already seen a Horcrux, Olierno was obviously more interested.

After all, this is something he has never seen before, and because of Xia Chuan, he knows a lot about Horcruxes. Tom still got some information about Horcruxes from him—it’s just that the language trap is still very immature. After revealing a little bit more, Malfoy woke up and stopped talking.

So he knew the consequences of making a Horcrux. Even if he could purify his bloodline and become stronger, and even the benefits of purifying his bloodline could be extended to future generations, he didn't choose to do it.

"Tell me, why can't he think about it..." Xia Chuan was still struggling with this question.

He led him for four years, received aristocratic elite education during the most important years of character formation, and also came into contact with the wizarding world, and at the same time gained the attention and certain friendship of the Malfoy family.It should have been a bright future, but it was abruptly ruined by Tom himself. No matter how you say it, it hurts a little.

"..."

"Don't repeat the same question...Little Tom is in your hands." In fact, Olierno knew more or less why Tom asked this question, but he didn't tell Xia Chuan what he meant.

In his opinion, the idea that Tom had mentioned to him earlier was so naive as to be stupid.

Gain a long enough life to bring Xia Chuan back——In the place where Xia Chuan's breath disappeared, that is, in the restricted area, the handbook that recorded some information about the Horcrux and the not-so-detailed production method lay quietly on the ground.

Obviously, Tom knew that Xia Chuan was looking for Horcruxes, so he came to Malfoy's house to visit him, and the purpose of mentioning Horcruxes was very clear.

Olierno didn't know what kind of mentality it was. After telling Tom the benefits of making Horcruxes, the side effects and admonitions to younger generations spun in his throat a few times, and then he swallowed it back and rotted in his stomach.

A few years later, he died.

He knew the cause of death very well, it was a conspiracy from the Dark Lord.

At that time, Abraxas, who blindly admired and even worshiped the descendants of Slytherin, realized that the cause of his father's death was unusual, but the direction of investigation never extended to the people he was loyal to.

Until the later period, when the Dark Lord lost his mind, he accidentally revealed some information. At that time, Abraxas, who had already had a trace of suspicion, re-investigated his father's death and re-investigated.

And Abraxas, who was about to come into contact with the truth, was killed by the Dark Lord, just like his father, and an insulting cause of death was deducted from Malfoy.

As for the reason for killing Olierno, the Dark Lord was blunt when facing Olierno's portrait later.

The Horcrux is a secret, only he can know it.

It's just... stupid!

Oliernuo watched the younger generation in pain at the hands of the brain-damaged kid brought out by Xia Chuan, but he didn't say anything.Even if Lucius came to the clan to ask for help, he wouldn't say much.

The Malfoy family has been going well for too long, and it always needs a big somersault to warn the younger generations not to indulge in the glory of the predecessors.

……

Not long after, a row of blurred ink marks appeared on the paper, and a line of words slowly emerged.

Specially used by those nobles who are busy with communication, they are gorgeous and complicated. They are useless except for beauty and affect normal people's reading.

--Who are you?

I don't even recognize my father.Xia Chuan wanted to write this sentence very much. This kind of seemingly vulgar words would make the nobleman behind and the little ghost Lei in the book very ecstasy.

--you guess.

Guess your face!The young soul piece in the diary twitched the corners of his mouth.

Without knowing the other person's name, he can't do anything but have a conversation like this with the person holding the notebook.

Seeing that the notebook remained silent for a while, Xia Chuan lowered his eyes regretfully.

You know, what he likes to argue with the president most is whether you can guess or not...

you guess.

I do not guess you guess guess.

Guess, guess, guess, guess or not...

Every time after dozens of cycles, the president will collapse and admit defeat, and then find his coordinates and threaten to abdicate if he doesn't kill him.

As a matter of fact, the president is an extremely cruel full-time baby daddy, unless Xia Chuan stands still and let him beat him, it will take half an hour for him to die.

You must know that Xia Chuan's qi and blood circulation value is very brutal - the result of superimposing a suit of top-quality equipment is to recover 2% of the maximum HP and 4% of the maximum MP per second.

Even in battle, once Xia Chuan is out of the opponent's attack range, he can continue to fight with full blood without being attacked for 50 seconds, but the sad thing is that no matter how ferocious the MP recovery is, it is not enough to support him to cycle the combo twice. Not taking drugs is simply not keeping up with consumption.

People who weren’t from Huaxia would never understand the charm of Han culture. Xia Chuan picked up his notebook and took out a firewood from his backpack—a special prop that could keep burning—he slowly set the burning firewood approached the notebook.

If he did what he said, if he didn't come out by himself, he would burn the book.

However, Xia Chuan made a mistake.

The tongue of fire jumping on the tip of the firewood licked the cover of the book, trying to devour the prey. The warm flame quickly covered the surface of the notebook and every page of paper, but it didn't burn it even a little bit.

"Horcruxes are very difficult to destroy." Olierno looked at the deflated Xia Chuan, and then told him aloud, and then continued to watch Xia Chuan toss.

"Hehe." Xia Chuan looked coldly at Olierno, who obviously knew a lot but didn't say he was just watching a show, took out all kinds of curse props from his bag and used them on the Horcrux.

The atmosphere is very good - if you ignore the low air pressure constantly emerging from Xia Chuan's body.

"Pfft—" Finally, a bottle of corrosive potion took effect.A hole the size of a coin was corroded on the paper of the notebook, and it took four sheets of paper to lose its medicinal properties.

Xia Chuan withdrew his slightly raised mouth and raised his head slightly to look at the translucent soul floating above the notebook.

"Gelegon..." The young man's voice was clear and sweet, with joy and joy that could easily be felt.

The elf quietly looked at the young man in front of him, and carefully sized him up from beginning to end.

Even if he lost the soul fragments of his body, he did not forget to maintain the proud posture of being a child who received an aristocratic education-much better than the state he encountered at Hogwarts before.

It wasn't until he realized the uncontrollable coldness and violence revealed in the red eyes of the other party that he nodded to the boy who was staring at him closely.

"Long time no see, Tom."

He added another sentence: "You don't look... not very well."

The boy lowered his head halfway—just enough to look down at Xia Chuan who was sitting on the chair, and was about to say something, but found that the long time of loneliness made him speechless when he really faced Xia Chuan.

"...No, it's great to see you again."

Xia Chuan sneered softly.

Obviously this horcrux is Tom's early work. Judging from the appearance and state of the soul film, it is probably the best of all horcruxes.

But the one I met before...had a lot of malice and killing intent towards him.

Xia Chuan classified Tom as an unlucky boy who had gone astray, and sentenced him to death directly.

The soul has collapsed like that, and it can't be saved and there is no need to save it. This time there is no branch related to Tom. As long as he finds enough seven Horcruxes, he can leave here without any worries.

Hearing Na Cheng's sneer full of sarcasm, the young man suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked at Xia Chuan nervously, his scarlet eyes constantly filled with strong emotions.

"Tell me about your other seven Horcruxes, Tom." Xia Chuan looked at Tom, trying to make himself look as friendly as before—although he had forgotten how he got along with Tom in the past. "I want to help you—an incomplete soul is fatal, Tom."

The boy looked at Xia Chuan, bit his lower lip but didn't speak.

"The secret medicine of the elves may help you recover. Will you trust me to try?"

There was no hesitation on the boy's face, he just looked at Xia Chuan, staring closely, for fear that the other party would disappear in the next second.

"I have always believed in you, Celegon." Tom's voice suddenly became hoarse, as if he was suppressing something, and his voice trembled slightly.

—It looked like she was crying.

Unconsciously, Xia Chuan raised his hand to caress the half-hanging head of the young man in front of him.

"Do you believe him, my dear...Gelegon." Olierno, who had been silent since Tom's appearance, broke the harmonious atmosphere in the study.

Under the young man's stare, the former great noble raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I really appreciate you. In the fourth grade, you can rely on your status and methods in Slytherin, and you will be able to hide without anyone noticing." kill the contemporary Malfoy family."

"The method is cruel. After graduation, he killed all the Muggles who had relations with him." Olierno looked at the boy with a hint of revenge in his eyes - he was already dead, but this did not prevent him from taking revenge The one who killed him. "Killing blood relatives, slaughtering compatriots, treating loyal subordinates brutally and cruelly..."

"Dear Celegon, you must know that there is a certain induction between the main soul and the Horcrux." Olierno moved his eyes to Xia Chuan, and the corners of his mouth raised higher.

Of course, Xia Chuan didn't want to believe Tom—was he lying to him even if he didn't see him?

It just seemed that Malfoy, who was full of resentment, wanted to have a good time first.

Xia Chuan looked at Olierno who was about to write his coolness on his face, met the other party's gaze, showed a smiling expression of contempt, and sneered when the other party was stunned.

"Olierno Malfoy, don't try to provoke my relationship with Tom."

Pointing to this horcrux and telling him where the other horcruxes are!

The elf stood up from the chair, looked directly at the portrait hanging on the wall, and once again showed a disdainful expression: "——you know too much."

He deserves to die fast.