[HP] Devil is alive

The dark corridor brightened with his footsteps, and the flames spread to an invisible end, as long as an abyss leading to the underworld.

Voldemort walked to the end of the long corridor step by step, holding the Soul Gathering Fountain in his arms.There is a door there, engraved with a defensive circle that only he can understand, and that cannot be shaken by great natural forces.

He took a deep breath, and the moment he pushed open the door, the cold air that almost froze the blood rushed towards his face——

This is a pure white room, the white is pure and white, and the white is dazzling. The magic circles all over the walls are piled up and accumulated with each other. Just a glance is enough to make people dizzy.

In the empty room, there was only one raised rock, on which a thick blanket was spread, and a thin and small child was lying there, with a peaceful and soft face, motionless as if in a deep sleep.Those who went to school with Voldemort can probably tell that this child and Voldemort are [-]-[-]% similar in appearance!

Voldemort's expression gradually softened, and he walked over slowly, not to disturb anything, carefully caressing the child's cold and bloodless face.

almost……

You'll wake up soon...

Voldemort took a step back, opened the bottle he brought, and poured the water from the Fountain of Souls down along the veins under the rock.

The gray liquid became viscous extremely quickly when it came into contact with the air, and when Voldemort poured it into the previously drawn magic circle, it almost became solid.The last strokes are connected, and the gray becomes a thick jet black, like a net, enveloping the entire rock.

The bones of the deceased were soaked in the blood of one hundred babies, and the souls of one hundred children born on the same day, month and year as the deceased were sacrificed.The recovered body will be back to its best condition, healthier than anyone else!

The keel is carved, and until the painting is finished, every line must leave the ashes of the dragon.

Those who need to be resurrected are placed in the center of the circle, the soul-returning stone presses the heart, and the soul-gathering spring fills every corner of the circle.

And finally... the will of the Deathlord.

Voldemort put his hand on his heart——Although the Messiah said that it would be better for him to become an elemental, but undead spells can only achieve the best results when used by the undead themselves...

The will of the death lord...

It is the heart of the undead king!

In short Messiah, you must always be with me!

You stay with me first.

When we are all tired, I will accompany you to find a quiet place and sleep forever!

Thick blood came out along the magic circle, printed on the pure white wall like tentacles from hell, and slowly climbed up Messiah's body.

The blood seeped into the dead man's skin along his forehead, and then protruded from the dead man's body, entangled with the other heart placed in the dead man's heart—the heart beat very slowly, even as if it was still, with an ominous look The pewter gray...

Voldemort's slender body trembled slightly, he pursed his lips tightly, habitually hiding his emotions.The heart of the undead is the only part that is "alive". It takes a lot of courage to take it out and put it on another person...

But it doesn't matter, no one cares about this except the Messiah, and Voldemort himself doesn't want to care about it...

Unsightly folds were pulled out of the flat and gorgeous robe, the heart fused very slowly, Voldemort's slender fingers almost pinched into the flesh, but his eyes were still fixed on the change of Messiah.

wake up...

don't sleep anymore...

Voldemort gasped heavily, and his legs finally bent under the burden.

Ding--

There was a crisp cracking sound, and Voldemort raised his head abruptly, not caring about the splitting of the legendary Soul Resurrection Stone.

The four eyes meet, it seems that there are many things to say, and it seems that as long as they stare quietly, everything will be fine...

It was a pair of jet-black eyes, very big and very watery.The long eyelashes fluttered slowly with the master's movements, like the fragile and slender wings of a butterfly, but they fanned the fan into Voldemort's heart.

The smile withered before it even bloomed, Voldemort stood up suddenly, his eyes were wide open and almost turned into real fire, his hands grabbed Messiah's shoulders tightly, and tremblingly... "Messiah! !!"

……

black……

Endless black...

Black as if he didn't exist...

There is nothing around, and I don't seem to have anything, I want to scream, I want to shout, but there is no sound...

She was spinning around like a headless chicken, she was so anxious that tears were about to come out, her heart was beating so fast that she seemed to be going crazy, and it seemed that she couldn't even feel her heartbeat...

where is this !

So at this time, the light that appeared became salvation, a god-like existence!

"You're here—" the voice tore through the dark curtain and brought light to her.

"Who are you?! Let me out!" She yelled hastily, fearing that the voice would also leave.

"Don't be afraid," said the old voice gently. "Child, don't be afraid, no one can hurt you."

His voice seemed to have magical power, so she fell silent, only helpless tears still hanging on her face.

"Don't be afraid. I'm Merlin, you know that?"

She blinked, then blinked again, "Are you Merlin?!"

The girl's surprised voice was a bit sharp, and the old man's voice said "um", and continued: "I think, in your world, many people must know me."

"Harry Potter? Of course!" She hurriedly wiped away her tears, "Am I dreaming? This dream is really weird..."

"You are not dreaming, in fact, I have something very important to ask you!"

Merlin's voice sounded a little sad, and the girl quickly said, "Tell me about the problem!"

Isn't this the basic bridge section in the legend? !There was a burst of excitement in the girl's heart.

Where the light appeared, another image of a person appeared——

It was a man in his twenties.Waist-length hair, dressed in strong clothes, extremely handsome face calm and unwavering.The pointed ears are hidden in the hair, and the forehead tattoo is painted with a coquettish totem, which looks a bit evil...and damn attractive!

"Who is this?!" The girl looked surprised.

"This is a demon!" Merlin seemed a little angry. I don't know if it was because she said, "Are all demons so beautiful?" "He came to our world and disrupted the order of this world!"

The darkness faded instantly, and the scene in front of me turned into dusk.The corpses, severed limbs, and blood on the plain became the background, and it was a terrifying scene to look around!A person walked slowly towards this side, with blood dripping from his claw-shaped hands, and the ground under his feet seemed to be diluted with blood and turned into a quagmire!

The smell of blood was so strong that it was disgusting, bulging eyes, scattered corpses... everywhere!Eyes are everywhere!

The girl's complexion suddenly changed, and she kept backing away, covering her mouth and nose, trying to escape from this hell on earth.

"Only you can defeat him! Son, he can't hurt you!" Merlin's voice suddenly softened, and he continued to speak with a bit of bewitching air, "He has been sealed with all his power, and now he is just a waste. But his intentions are sinister , he wants to control others and ask them to help him unlock the seal!"

The bloody scene finally disappeared, and for the first time, the girl felt that the darkness was so reassuring!Of course, Merlin's light is very important...

"He wants to destroy this world..." Merlin lamented, "I can give you powerful magic power, please help me re-seal him! Can you, child?"

"I..." To save the world, time travel is no good!The girl complained.

However, such an opportunity is rare!This is time travel!

"You just saw the pattern on his forehead," Merlin said. "You just need to stab this into his forehead and he will be sealed again!"

A slender silver stick more than ten centimeters long floated out of the light, and she could see that it was engraved with runes, which looked very gorgeous.

"But I don't know..." The girl bit her lip, "Can I really defeat him? Will I die? Or..."

"Don't worry, I told you that I will give you powerful magic power. It can also give you medical spells that are not available in this world. Instant recovery is no problem at all!" Merlin promised, "You need to be careful, but you will not die. Don't worry, you Your medical spells are definitely the most powerful!"

"Ah..." The girl breathed a sigh of relief, "Then the devil you mentioned is still the same as before?"

"No, he is very cunning. Once he finds that the people around him are worthless, he will change his body. But if you hold this stick, as soon as he appears, you will be able to detect it immediately." The stick floated in front of the girl, letting she catches.

"My child, remember that this world is real, and all the characters you like are flesh and blood, and they need you," Merlin said with a billions of sincerity, "You will be the same age as them, and enter the world together. Hogwarts, I think that nasty demon will definitely not let go of that treasure land!"

"I... try my best..." the girl scratched her cheek with a stick and said, "Then Merlin, can I make some more requests?"

"Tell me." Merlin looked very kind and magnanimous.

"Well, first of all, the era you mentioned, is it the parental generation or the descendant generation?" She felt very entangled with the inseparability of the two~~ "You will be born in December 1959...according to your world It should be from the parent generation." Merlin said gently.

"Oh...then I want to be able to speak Parseltongue! Of course, I must be able to tell the difference between Parseltongue and English! Then there are the magic power and healing magic just now, and I want to be able to use wandless magic! There are enough gold plus Ryu! Your appearance...doesn't have to be very beautiful, but it must be beautiful! Hmm...are these okay?"

"It's all right! Go, kid!" As soon as Merlin's voice fell, the "floor" under the girl's feet disappeared.