[HP]Aluet

"...Norlin wants to give up force, Frodman, our efforts will be in vain, he wants to use parliamentary tactics to fight for Irish unity..."

"But...'he' said this is our best chance...Only at this time'he' can help us, Nolin, the stupid old bastard...He made this, we have already begun to split, strength Weakened by half..."

"We can only try harder, Frodman... we should trust 'he', 'he' said that this raid on the British government must be unprepared, we were caught off guard, they were divided by something Heart... just add another fire..."

"'He' can't go wrong...'He' is a god...God is helping us..."

My ears moved, and I planned to leave here after hearing the last sentence, but at this moment I suddenly didn't want to leave again.

It's so easy for wizards to disguise themselves in the Muggle world, and I can easily control how I look to Muggles.

Could the "he" they were talking about be Riddle?

So I thought so, when they opened the door, I still didn't rush to hide.At this point I still look like an IRA member to them, so they change face when they see me.They seem to want someone to come and catch me, an unruly eavesdropper.The wand behind me moved, I used the Soundproofing Charm, and then I walked in and closed the door, sealing the three of us in this room.

"You—" The man was about to say something, but I motioned him to be silent, and then let them watch me transform into Tom Riddle.

They took a few steps back in shock, their faces as frightening as white paper.

"Why, you don't recognize me?" I said.

Unexpectedly, they looked at each other and shook their heads.I frowned.

"Are you, are you—'God'?" One of them asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" I didn't answer his question directly.They immediately bowed down respectfully.

"—I should have known that the appearance of the gods is always uncertain, oh, what a normal thing this is—we made a fuss and didn't know how to adapt..." He said, "You know, our period The time situation is a bit tricky..."

"I understand." I walked slowly in the room, ran my fingers across the table, and glanced roughly at the map.

I'm still thinking about who the "god" they are talking about, maybe it's not Riddle, but some Death Eater sent by him—or it's him, but in another appearance, just like me now It's so easy to pretend like...

I'd like to know if Riddle actually helped them, and in what way.

"I think I've helped you enough. I don't need to find a way to solve this matter, right?"

"Yes, yes—that's enough, we understand that if you hadn't secretly helped us, we wouldn't be so lucky every time..."

This sentence did not bring me any information worthy of reference. I was a little worried, and my eyes were still scanning my surroundings.I went to the window and stood there with my hands behind my back in thought for a moment, however, I caught a glimpse of something through the crack of the window from the corner of my eye.

It looks—much like an ear, and this thing, not uncommon in the wizarding world, is used to listen to...

There was a buzzing in my head, alarm bells in my heart, and I was so shocked that my hands and feet were cold.I took two steps back, retracted my hands hastily into my sleeves, and clenched the gold Galleon used to contact Dumbledore. I suddenly realized that this might be a huge conspiracy, and at this moment I had been drawn into Trap, the so-called "God" is just a cover, and the person who manipulates all this in the dark is about to catch his net.

It's really bad. Dumbledore doesn't know if he can get away from the Ministry of Magic. In addition, the wizarding world and the Muggle world are separated. Even if he understands all this, it may take a lot of effort to rush over.

I did not hesitate to use magic to touch the golden galleon, and then quickly used apparition to escape from here, but at this moment, I realized with horror that I could not move. This is not an ordinary imprisonment spell. I stood stiffly behind me like a stone, everything around me was freezing, I couldn't even raise my head, I could only turn my eyes, looking at the crystal-like lines faintly emerging in the air.

It is more like a formation, which is different from the usual spells—the reason why I say this is because I can clearly perceive the imprints of obscure magic symbols contained in it, which are densely hidden in the air. I can't see them, but my body can feel them all.

This is definitely a period of preparation, that is to say, he has long planned to lure me into the bait, so he has made sufficient preparations to target me.

I heard unhurried footsteps behind me, he stopped not far behind me, I couldn't turn my head, I couldn't see him, and he didn't say a word.

"Riddle?" I asked tentatively, struggling hard, but it didn't work at all.The person behind was still silent, his hand landed on the back of my head, and for a moment a strong tingling pain pierced into my brain like a needle, and I was surprised to feel an extremely familiar feeling. Power, I am powerless to resist, but they smoothly penetrate my whole body, rushing recklessly, followed by severe pain like heartbreak, my soul is struggling hard in this crazy tearing, my eyes are black—— Soon it was pitch black, and crackling pain spread from the depths of the poor tormented soul.

I don't even have the ability to fear, because my spirit has begun to shatter and collapse, and the indescribable pain is like being burned by a raging fire. I even suspect that I am slowly melting and will disappear in this world soon.

So I completely lost consciousness.

I don't know how long I've been in the dark.The sound of dripping water, rustling wind, and crackling firewood sounded in my ears...

——It's strange to say that it's obviously very quiet, but I can still catch faint voices from this quietness, all kinds of voices, and I can't distinguish them.

Am I dead?I think.

I opened my eyes, but there was still darkness in front of me. I felt that the direction of gravity on my body became confused, and I couldn't even tell whether I was lying or standing.

A red circle loomed in front of me, attracting my attention in the endless darkness.

what is this?

I stretched out my hand to touch it - I thought it was just light, but unexpectedly it was solid, it was very hot, I quickly withdrew my hand.

Inside the ring is another space, I stretched my arm into it, and the entire arm was swallowed by darkness.And as I approached it, those faint voices were amplified in my ears, and I heard a strange sound like a cry-or a wail-perhaps a wail would be more appropriate.

I suddenly realized what this was.

It was the gate of hell—the gate of hell that Riddle mentioned, he had entered, and I saw it now.

I'm not dead, probably just hanging by a thread.

I turned my head, and there was another white ring behind me, which looked safer and more human.

I stand in this space and no one prompts me what to do.I think it's giving me a choice - leave or go to hell.

I hesitated, I don't know if I should make this choice - I have no way of knowing Riddle's purpose of entering hell, maybe to use those creatures from hell, such as nightmare beasts...

But, maybe it's just such a chance.

I gritted my teeth, took one last look at the white ring behind me, and finally stepped into the red gate of hell.

"Through me into the city of endless pain...

Through me into eternal misery...

Through me into the lost crowd...

I will be with heaven and earth forever...

Enter here... cut off... all hope..."

I heard singing from all directions, their voices were extremely miserable and low, hammering my heart, but I didn't retreat because of this, it seemed that something was tempting me to move forward.

"Arrogant human beings." A high-pitched and stern voice entered my ears from above, but when I raised my head, I was surrounded by dark rocks, both under my feet and above my head.It was like a cave here, and I followed a route.

"who are you?"

The voice didn't answer me.I walked a few steps, and suddenly a group of bats flew out of it. I subconsciously wanted to use a spell, but suddenly found that I didn't have anything on me. The treasure of the Lin family that he always carried.I touched my neck in confusion, and I found that the necklace was gone too.

"Your soul is here, and your entity is still in the world. Those things cannot be brought into hell."

I raised my head and looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

"You're looking for me, I'm right here, around you, in every direction you can see—"

The bats sat densely on the surrounding rocks, their eyes glowing red, and they gathered on me.I felt cold all over, so I had to bite the bullet and continue walking.

"Who are you?" I asked again.

"Lucifer." He answered my words this time, "You are not prepared, Ashley Field——you don't know the purpose of your stepping here, you should ask me."

"You know my name?"

"Everyone who comes here, I know."

"I don't even know the purpose of coming here, so what's the use of asking you?" I felt very strange.

"I am your guide, the guide of the first hell."

I raised my eyebrows: "So how many layers are there?"

"Eight layers. Through them, you will get everything you want."

"is it?"

"If you doubt that, I'm sorry for the arrogance in your human bones, Ashley Field—I've been in hell for who knows how long."

I walked in the cave, and I couldn't see the edge.

I'm still talking to him: "Do you know Tom Riddle?"

"You can find the answer to this question from what I said before—I know him, of course." He stated coldly, "He is not very friendly...he hurt me, angered my nightmare beast—— He made a wrong choice, but he came a second time...he wanted to go through the eight hells, to go to that place...but he couldn't get there..."

"You told me all this - I know I can't hurt you, I can't provoke the creatures here." I don't understand what the point of this test is when he tells it all, "'there', where is it?"

He sneered sarcastically, but didn't answer.

"I'll know if you don't answer." I thought carefully for a while, "Just like the legend, go through the seven original sins and reflect on yourself, and after the last level is the domain of God, isn't it?"

Lucifer still didn't respond to me.So I ignored him and walked straight ahead.

"Everyone who comes here will say that, and they all want to do it... But every time they make a wrong choice, there will be another evil in the world... But who doesn't want to dominate everything and push everything?"

"I don't want to." I listened to the whispers that followed me all the way, "But at least I have to try, maybe I can be ahead of him—"

"You're so confident—you need to face up to your own ambitions, human, no one can—"

"But some things are not what you think." I looked at the group of bats clinging to the rock, "If I did it before him, maybe there would be fewer disasters in the world." I smiled, and at this moment I Standing on the edge of the rock, the road finally came to an end, and there was an abyss at the foot, and the sea was surging, "Thank you for leading me, Lucifer."

I didn't feel the slightest bit of fear.I jumped and was caught in the waves, and the water covered my body.Without the imaginary suffocation, I was pulled and fell into the bottom of the sea.As soon as I looked up, I saw a huge snake-like monster, which was entrenched here, occupying the entire bottom of the sea, and I was standing in the middle of its twisted body, so the sharp spines under its belly were facing me, hard The scales reflect the flowing light.

While I was observing, the huge body began to twist, supporting its head from the front - I had to raise my head to barely see its whole picture, those blood-colored gray eyes without pupils, it slowly opened In the mouth like a black hole, I saw the rows of sharp teeth.

It didn't even give me time to react, and it bit me straight, I almost froze in place, and the bloody mouth stopped suddenly when it was less than a meter away from my head—it didn't do it voluntarily , but was blocked by a certain force, his teeth collided and made a piercing sound, and the roar filled my ears, but I couldn't get any closer.So it finally quieted down.

Angry at the invisible barriers that held him, I heard its voice--like a whale.

"You can't trap us!" it howled mournfully, causing large ripples.

"I should take a closer look. I'm only human. I'm not the one trapping you." I said.

"Of course not, of course it's not you. The world feeds us with sin and confines us with false goodness... But these things can't be trapped. What you see in the world is our incarnation. One day we will leave Here, into the world, to be free—"

"You don't." I stared at the chains wrapped around it, "You belong here."

The monster suddenly let out a strange cry, which spread across the seabed, maybe that might be its laughter.

"We don't belong here, we belong to the world," it said. "I've sensed the world, I've touched freedom, and no one can stop this from happening—and it won't be long." He shook He shook his body, "Did you see that sixth talisman?"

I turned my head, and at the end of its huge body, on the towering stone, there were seven traces of inlays, but now five of the grooves are empty, and only two pieces of charms are left emitting light.

"Go and pick it off, Ashley Field—" Its voice resounded low and deep in my ears, "Not everyone can pick it off, this is your chance. The seven charms disappeared At that moment, you, as the one who took off the spell, will also be with us forever, forever in this world..."

I avoided the spikes on its body, and approached the stone step by step, but the closer I got, my legs seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the water pressure on the bottom of the sea, which I hadn't felt just now, began to envelop me little by little. Until I finally couldn't move my legs at all.

It seemed perfectly capable of reading my mind.

"Aren't you firm enough? Then you are much worse than him..."

I clenched my fists, gritted my teeth, and moved my body abruptly.I panicked and found that the skin on my hands began to crack, followed by the excruciating pain of squeezing and twisting. My skin began to melt, but there was no blood.

"You want me to die!" I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"The dead have no chance to enter hell. Their souls will float in the world. Only those whose souls are close to perish can arrive here and live to die. Since you choose to come here, you shouldn't be cowardly and shrink back."

The pain that melted every inch of flesh and blood did not paralyze my nerves, it was still superimposed, every moment I thought this was the limit of what I could feel, but obviously it was not the case.

I started to think about quitting.But it suddenly occurred to me that Riddle had also been here—so at that time, did he also experience these things?

He can bear it, why can't I?

Time ticks by, I feel like I've been through a whole century, and finally I'm so close to that rock, my bones are crushed, I can't make a sound - I can't even comprehend How did I last this long.

My hand fell on the sixth talisman, but I suddenly changed my mind.I looked at the seven iron chains wrapped around the stone and connected to the monster, and now five of them are broken.

I moved my hand away and moved towards the broken chains—although they had lost their charms and had lost their luster.

I hooked them up one by one, though I don't know if that would work.

The monster howled angrily behind me.

The pressure dissipated in an instant, and I fell limply to my knees.

"You'd better stay in your hell..." I lay down on the ground, panting heavily, with a strong sense of irony in my heart.

I passed out.

When I woke up again, I was still in hell, this time I felt the scalding heat not long ago, I looked around, the rock under me was floating on the surface of the magma, surrounded by bubbling hot water The magma is endless.

I heard a rustling sound from above my head, and when I looked up, I realized that there was a person stuck to the stone wall above my head, half of the body was outside, half of it was fused in, and he was still wearing iron chains.

It is better to say that he is a human, but just like a human - his facial features are distorted, ugly to the extreme, his eyes are closed, and the color of his skin is also a dull brown-red - or brown-black is more suitable, he is almost the same as the stone wall Colors blend together.

"Finally someone came here again." He opened his mouth slowly.

"Is this the third floor?" I asked.I looked down at my body, those injuries were gone, I was intact.

"What choice did you make? I'm curious." He didn't answer my question, but asked me instead.

"I'm already standing here, is there any other choice?" I looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course... Each floor does not have only one choice to pass... It's just that your choice also determines your path."

"What do you mean?"

He said nothing after a short laugh.

"You are the guide on the third floor, aren't you?" I asked again.

"I'm Samuel."

I suddenly thought of the name that Riddle had accidentally mentioned, and the story in his mouth - Samuel took advantage of that man's anger, killed another innocent man, and trapped his soul forever In the dark hell.

It seems that the guides on each floor here are consistent with the legends - those seem to be real, and each one has a basis, not a simple "story".

I frowned, unwilling to pay attention to this ugly and ferocious soul.

"Where is the entrance to heaven, Samael? Where are the gods?" I asked.

He laughed loudly, his shrill and ear-piercing laughter constantly stimulated my eardrums, I frowned impatiently and blocked my ears, but the laughter still seeped in through my fingers.

"Shut your mouth, disgusting thing." I stared at him in disgust, with an inexplicable rage, I even wanted to cut him into pieces.

"Gods? There are no gods." He even had an irritable grin when he spoke, and his voice was like a tattered gauze moving in my heart. In the legend, it was conceived by people to correspond to the other side of hell—in fact, there is only real hell, there is no real..."

"what?"

"There are too many sins in this world, feeding the fire of hell, feeding us... Do you know why gods don't exist?" He lowered his voice, even though the voice was still so bad.

He was waiting for my answer, but I said nothing.

"Because the gods are so perfect! My dear girl, you have lived in the ideal for too long, and even forgot the pain - this is undoubtedly sad, you should take a good look at everyone around you!" He was sad He was talking, and there was even an ugly cry from his throat, which was not exactly like crying, he seemed to be mocking me, but he didn't fully express this hidden emotion, "Look The terrible malice in their souls! There is no good man in this world, the gods do not exist, but the devil is forever! Think what you have been through, my good girl, my poor friend - we are of the same spirit Ah! People think that hell is the source of pain, but in fact the world is the most painful. The pain in hell is given by people themselves, and the pain in the world is imposed on you by others. You should let them feel the same pain— -everyone!"

He showed an almost crazy expression, his facial features changed shapes, he stretched out his hand towards me from the dark stone wall, struggling desperately, and the thick chains hummed.

I looked away and covered my head in pain.

"Go, trample these filthy sinful souls underfoot, plunge them into lava, into the abyss, and give them back the torment they deserved, Ashley Field, go, you'll pass Yes, through this level - there are no saints in hell, and you should do it if you want to -"

"Is this your test?"

"It's not a test, hell has no test, hell is just a road."

I raised my head wearily, and in front of me was the boundless magma, those black and rotten souls were hanging on it, howling and struggling, and I only needed to step on these sinful souls to step into the next layer of magma. Door.

So Easy.

Letting them sink to the bottom of the earth with their crimes is a good punishment for them.

"Since there is no so-called God's Domain, what will happen if you pass the last floor?" I stood on the edge without taking the next step, and turned to ask Samuel.

"Beyond the last layer, there is indeed another world." Samuel hung his head, "I don't know... I don't know. No one has ever arrived there, maybe it's heaven, or maybe it's not—"

"And him? Where did he go?—Tom Riddle."

He didn't answer, and let out a sharp laugh again, he finally opened his eyes, staring at me with scarlet pupils.

Uncomfortably avoiding eye contact with him, I turned my head without saying anything.

I stood stiffly on the edge for a long time, perhaps even Samael was impatient to wait.

"Forget it, Samuel. I give up." I stepped back and looked at another bright door.

I walked towards it slowly - Samael wailing loudly behind me.

"Why? You shouldn't!" he roared angrily. "I said, I said—there are no saints in hell, Ashley Field, you should—"

"I'm not a saint," I responded, "but I'm not qualified to trample on anyone's soul, Samael, I haven't seen their filthy past, I'm just a human being, and I shouldn't be the one above. Otherwise , what is the difference between me and those sinful souls?" I shook my head, "Maybe the last person who came here did that, and the last person did that—so these souls keep pouring out of the world. Come on, people step on the sins of others with unreasonable justice that does not belong to them, so their feet are also stained with sin."

I stepped into the bright door amidst his painful wailing.

However, I did not return to the familiar world.

I look at another scene in front of me - I realize that I have stepped into the next level.

I turned around in surprise, and the bright door stood behind me at this moment, and behind it was a dark and deep vortex.