[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

This small empty room is filled with layers of protective magic, layer upon layer, densely packed, making it almost impossible for people to settle down.

It starts at the door.Tom, who was hit by the wall, waved his wand to dispel the magic on the door, but he immediately found that just one step ahead, there was a heavy, invisible iron curtain, firmly against his nose , not letting him go any further.

"Bastard," Tom cursed inwardly.He thought for a while, raised his wand, and drew a horizontal line at the place where the vertical iron curtain hangs: "God has no shadow."

In such a situation, most people would not think of Shenfeng Wuying, but this move was very effective, and the iron curtain immediately shattered in front of him.As soon as Tom took a step, another huge stone appeared in front of him, blocking his steps, and of course it was invisible.

These protective magics are invisible, and Tom must pass through all the traps almost equivalent to blindfolded.As long as he fails one level, he will be sealed in this room, and then wait to be dragged to Azkaban by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic to accept the kiss of the dementor.

"Torn apart." Tom cast a spell at the center of the stone, and the flash passed through that point impartially, and as long as there was a slight deviation, countless rubbles would appear here, rubbing hard against Tom's body, and penetrating and beating he.Before the stone began to disintegrate, Tom drew his wand in a circle around his body: "Fanished without a trace."

Well, the stones all disappeared at once.Tom didn't want to move forward like this all the time - although he was sure he could get through all the traps - he began to use the detection spell in front of him.

Detect, detect, detect, Tom might have spent all kinds of detection spells in this room.A purple flash slid by, and he successfully cracked the fourth barrier, before it even had time to play a role.But then there was another obstacle, time was too tight, something like a big hammer suddenly smashed down from the corner of the beam with a smooth arc.Tom lowered his body almost to the ground, and the invisible hammer passed over his back, and at the same time many barbed spikes grew from the ground, trying to hook his evil body.

"Float quickly." Tom precisely controlled the levitation spell, leaving those annoying spikes, and said the spell Mrs. Molly usually used to clean up the goblins.He got up on the recovered ground and continued testing.

These traps were tiresome, even for Tom, who had to check the spell to determine the nature of the cure.

But it was necessary, Tom thought.These measures were enough to discourage the Ministry of Magic or those outside who wanted to snatch Severus and drag him to the square to flog his body. Tom had seen their clamor in the newspapers.

They frantically attacked Severus with all kinds of vicious words, but no one there was as patient as he was in deciphering the protective spells one by one - most of them couldn't even pass the first hurdle at the door.

Tom used "clear water like a spring" to break through the sixth barrier, and then suddenly a stalagmite-like thing emerged from the ground, growing rapidly from the bottom of his feet, and its sharp tip went up along Tom's leg bones, Gradually raising his body, probably ready to pin Tom to the ceiling.

"Oh no, that's just crazy." Tom tried to pull the leg out, but the thing was growing so fast that he had to find a way to get on top of it or it would tear him apart.

"Flying Curse!" Tom waved his wand.Using the spell that had been his and Severus's for a long time, he managed to free his leg, circled the room, and centered his wand on its tip from above, "Cruciate !"

The stalagmite retracted to the ground.Now he was only two steps away from the sarcophagus.However, a magic circle suddenly rose there.It rose straight up in the air, as if to let Tom pass through, its lines gleaming seductively in gold and pink, and then waved down towards Tom.

This is the first magic in the room that can be seen with the eyes.Tom found his mind a little confused, and indeed had the idea of ​​crossing those lines, and it seemed to him that there were a million Galleons stored behind it.But he knew it was just a little thing trying to confuse people.

"Out of body", Tom drew an Imperius Curse on himself without hesitation.Perhaps the chaotic part of my mind was cast into that magic circle by a spell, and it disappeared with a "chih".

Come here, Tom is also out of breath and weak. Maybe last night's game and lack of rest have left him with sequelae.But now, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch the sarcophagus immediately.However, the magic candles were suddenly extinguished, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The moonlight outside penetrated the window controlled by magic, and the window opened by itself, and a transparent figure slowly walked in through the window illuminated by the moonlight.

"Have you been here all this time?" Tom couldn't believe it was Severus.

"MyLord." The ghost with a sad expression didn't answer the question, but just greeted him.

"Call me Tom." Tom pocketed his wand. No Polyjuice Potion could turn a wizard into a ghostly form. "Go back into your body, Severus, and don't say anything."

"No." Severus was floating in the air, circling the room, seemingly aimlessly.

"Severus, honey, listen to me." Tom walked towards the ghost, and he reached out, trying to touch him, but Severus avoided it.

"What have you been doing these days?" Mr. Ghost was clearly dissatisfied with Tom's recent performance.

"Never mind that, you know you weren't the only Death Eater who served the bed. But it won't happen again, you can watch me."

"Tom?" Severus avoided Tom's hand again, he turned his head and looked at the former Dark Lord, as if he didn't believe these words.Tom could only follow him around the room.

"What are you doing? Go back into your body." Tom ordered again.

"It's still a few days. Would you like to come out with me now?" Severus stood on the window as he passed by it again. "I like to watch the moonlight in the Forbidden Forest. In that round By the spring of the shape. I'm sure you haven't been there."

"Honey. Of course, I haven't been there. The place you like must be beautiful." Tom promised, but his eyes became more and more suspicious, and then he suddenly pulled out his wand: "Ava Dassault dies!"

The green light hit the ghost's body, and it turned into patches of smoke that dissipated in the windows.

Yes, it's just an illusion, possibly Flitwick's work.Creating a ghostly illusion is easier than a physical illusion.

He'd almost been fooled by it - but he felt there was something wrong with the ghost, he didn't even know he was so aware of Severus' every little move.

The illusion is the last level of magic protection. If he followed it out just now, he might not be able to come in again.Now, all the magic candles are lit again, and there are no more strange settings in the room.Tom tore back the black curtains, flung them aside with a powerful Levitation Charm, and lifted the heavy lids.

The strong aroma of parrot lilies instantly filled Tom's nostrils, making him almost sneeze.And there seemed to be something else, whether it was mosquitoes or dust, which was always sprayed on his face forcefully, even blocking his nose and mouth.Tom took a closer look, and there seemed to be a thin layer of water mist floating in the sarcophagus, which was slowly spreading outside.

Probably because the plants were put too much.There are indeed many, the number is a bit beyond his imagination.Severus folded his hands on his belly, the lower part was completely buried in the flowers, and the plants filled every gap around him.Tom parted the petals and stared at the pale face.Severus was much thinner than when he just returned from the Alps, his pale face was empty and indifferent, like a skinned skeleton looking up at the sky unconsciously.

The hand that wanted to touch it stopped in mid-air, Tom's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed Severus' slender and cold hand.

"Don't do this, honey. I'm sorry..."

Tom put Severus' hands down and folded them up again.He was simply not qualified to touch this man again—the bottom of the coffin was also covered with parrot lilies, and Severus lying on his back inside was dressed luxuriously and had a dignified posture. Tom could feel the use of beauty potions from his hands.It must have been the super-stupid Lucius who was responsible for dressing Severus in a lace-trimmed black robe, the Order of Merlin, First Class, and smeared with beauty potions.However, no amount of embellishment could conceal the man's desperate expression.

Tom climbed over the edge of the sarcophagus and slowly slid down to the floor.He was trembling, panting, about to cry, gulping and exhaling floral and mist in the air - he'd never seen Severus look like that, not even when he killed Lily Potter. kind of degree.These days, he's been preoccupied with trying to master the Ministry of Magic through various methods. He thought that although Severus opposed his approach, he would always be waiting behind him-he didn't realize that he had taken this beautiful How hurt the little snake is!

"You are indeed the best student at Hogwarts for 100 years, Tom." Someone said on the wall.

Tom followed the sound and found that Quentin Taylor was standing in the picture frame, constantly picking out parrot lilies from an invisible place, and quickly accumulated a large bunch.

"You passed almost all the levels in the most concise way." Quentin said, the tone of this sentence is not sure whether it is condemnation or praise.

"What are you doing here?" Tom looked at him strangely.

"Collect herbs, as you can see. I don't want to waste them." Quentin continued to pull out the parsley lily in the portrait, "Severus' portrait is gradually taking shape, it is full of this flower, and it has blocked the passage. Then he won't be able to get out."

"Wait, what are you talking about? Hasn't his portrait appeared yet?"

"Of course. But if this continues, it will appear in another seven days. You have provoked the whole of Hogwarts again this time, Tom, and you have successfully forced a former headmaster to death." Quentin complained , condescendingly, "If within seven days, Severus still refuses to return to his body, I don't think they will let you leave Hogwarts alive."

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感谢在2020-04-1623:07:51~2020-04-1723:35:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 refusal forever;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!