v4 Chapter 111： I take care of you
"Is this the Horcrux?"
Hermione moved a chair and sat on it, holding a four-to-five-meter long stick in her hand, tapping it from a distance, like knocking a wooden fish.
The stick jabbed at the pair of red eyes, and Voldemort gave her a hateful look, then disappeared immediately.
Hermione was startled, moved her chair back again, and continued to tap there.
I don't know, I thought she was going to beat the Dark Lord to death with a stick.
William didn't stop the girl from messing around, just be happy, it's just a Dark Lord.
He put the dementors in tempered glass separately, and then started coding, starting with the black robe number one.
Being disturbed by Voldemort, he devoured more than 100 dementors, resulting in William finally capturing a dozen familiars.
Just look for another chance next time. The Dementor was there anyway, like a leek, one stalk and another.
are renewable resources.
William finally threw the pitiful little black robe into it, stood up and stretched.
He looked around and felt that the room was a little crowded.
Here is a room in the security table dedicated to the magical animals that William collected over the years.
He was about to extend a round with the Traceless Stretching Charm.
Just catch up with Old Man Newt. Sooner or later, his suitcase will be half the size of the world.
If it weren't for the conditions, he probably wanted to move all the magical animals into it to create a perfect ecosystem.
The three civet cats were squatting in the cage on the other side. Like kittens, they were meowing softly, as if they wanted William to slap his head.
Where can the guards of the French Ministry of Magic be associated with weakness?
Just stay here for a long time, they adapt to the new environment.
Especially after being with the pair of Dark Lords in front of them for a long time, they have learned some little skills that can make themselves more comfortable.
--Acting cute!
Being cute and being a dog... Two stunts in the pet industry, both of which can be learned and one can settle down.
The civet cat is studying, and mixing some cat food by the way is better than dementors and basilisks, right?
One was tortured and bony, and the other was only awakened by the Harry Card Parseltongue voice system when it was pumping blood... Don't be too miserable!
If civet cats can talk, they will definitely lick a wave right away:
"It's the greatest honor to be the Stark's dog!"
As for surrendering so quickly... that doesn't matter, they are civet cats of French blood anyway.
If you don't surrender, people will wonder if you are a purebred French civet.
William fed the civet some food and walked to Hermione.
The girl took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the stool. The wooden stick in her hand had been replaced by a magic wand.
There was a large bottle of high-concentration disinfectant in front of her, and she waved her wand, and the liquid sterilized the crown from a distance.
Whether it was the pain or the offense, Voldemort's soul roared in anger.
Hermione is also going to try to use a series of methods such as pasteurization, moist heat sterilization, dry heat sterilization, radiation sterilization... to give the crown a big clean.
What the Sorting Hat can't enjoy, the crown can be enjoyed for free.
"Why are you so far away?"
William sat next to Hermione, looking at the pair of shoes she had placed in a crooked way, and then bent over to arrange them neatly.
"It's too close, what if the Horcrux confuses me?" Hermione's eyes were serious. "Like a Dementor."
"Only people with weak willpower are easily influenced." William reassured, "You certainly won't."
"Do we need to destroy the Horcrux?" Hermione was eager to try.
She had never enjoyed destroying a Horcrux.
"Of course." William said softly, "but I'm still thinking about how to destroy it."
"The poison of the basilisk, the fire spell, the flame of the phoenix, can destroy this piece of soul, but..."
"The crown is also destroyed?" Hermione asked.
"That's right. Didn't you listen to Voldemort? This is Ravenclaw's crown."
This is Ravenclaw's crown!
Lost for millennia, now found.
Not to mention the fact that it can increase wisdom, it is likely to be one of the nine Deathly Hallows.
According to the story of the three brothers, it belongs to the same set of Deathly Hallows as the Ravenclaw ring in William's hand.
Of course William wanted it.
And Voldemort, the prodigal... just made it into a Horcrux?
Wouldn't he also make other Deathly Hallows into Horcruxes?
Such destruction of cultural relics is punishable by death!
So the current research topic: **** a piece of soul living in it without destroying the crown.
William and Hermione looked at each other, and glanced at the little black robe with a heart.
"Dementors should be able to swallow souls." Hermione blinked and said:
"The previous dementor probably smelled the smell, otherwise it would not have been tempted by the mysterious person."
William put his finger on her forehead and said with a smile, "Yes, let's think about it together."
He stood up and walked towards the little black robe.
The little black robe shuddered, stepped back, and shrank in the corner.
"Come on, Xiao Hei, I haven't eaten anything for you for so long, now I'll add a 'chicken leg' for you." William said with a smile.
William released the Dementor and brought it close to the crown.
The red eyes reappeared.
A hoarse voice sounded from the Horcrux.
"I, the greatest Dark Lord.
Having seen a lot and done a lot, I can teach you things you can't learn from other wizards.
The Ravenclaw tiara was long gone, and when I found it, it was broken, ruined me, and offered no wisdom.
But I can!
I can share my wisdom and give myself and my talents to you at your command.
I can even share with you the secret of immortality..."
Voldemort bewitched William, who was the only one here who could decide his life or death.
"Stop struggling." William smiled, "Death is an inevitable outcome for you.
Just like the Chadley Cannons and Gryffindor House, who will be at the bottom of the list this year.
Inevitable event! "
Hermione stretched out **** and secretly twisted William's waist.
William bared his teeth and hurriedly sent the Dementor up to give Voldemort a mouthful.
The little black robe lifted its hood, and it was covered with scabbed silver-gray thin skin.
It opened its small cherry mouth and pressed it against the eyes of the crown.
The crown trembled, and with a terrible, persistent, eardrum-piercing scream, a gust of blood spurted out of the crown.
Voldemort let out a scream, and then... disappeared completely.
William frowned.
Ravenclaw's crown is still rusted.
He had thought it was the erosion of Voldemort's soul, but it seemed... not.
Xiao Hei burped contentedly, the delicious aftertaste of the soul.
It is like a bystander, watching the partial memories of the soul fragments like a spectator.
Dementors devour souls and feel the memory of the dead.
"...The location of the Horcrux!" William quickly reminded Can you see it? "
After a while,
The Dementor said slowly:
"Diary... Slytherin's ring... Gaunt House..."
William snapped his fingers.
"Nice job, Xiao Hei, I will take care of you in your life."
The Dementor shuddered.
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Hermione moved a chair and sat on it, holding a four-to-five-meter long stick in her hand, tapping it from a distance, like knocking a wooden fish.
The stick jabbed at the pair of red eyes, and Voldemort gave her a hateful look, then disappeared immediately.
Hermione was startled, moved her chair back again, and continued to tap there.
I don't know, I thought she was going to beat the Dark Lord to death with a stick.
William didn't stop the girl from messing around, just be happy, it's just a Dark Lord.
He put the dementors in tempered glass separately, and then started coding, starting with the black robe number one.
Being disturbed by Voldemort, he devoured more than 100 dementors, resulting in William finally capturing a dozen familiars.
Just look for another chance next time. The Dementor was there anyway, like a leek, one stalk and another.
are renewable resources.
William finally threw the pitiful little black robe into it, stood up and stretched.
He looked around and felt that the room was a little crowded.
Here is a room in the security table dedicated to the magical animals that William collected over the years.
He was about to extend a round with the Traceless Stretching Charm.
Just catch up with Old Man Newt. Sooner or later, his suitcase will be half the size of the world.
If it weren't for the conditions, he probably wanted to move all the magical animals into it to create a perfect ecosystem.
The three civet cats were squatting in the cage on the other side. Like kittens, they were meowing softly, as if they wanted William to slap his head.
Where can the guards of the French Ministry of Magic be associated with weakness?
Just stay here for a long time, they adapt to the new environment.
Especially after being with the pair of Dark Lords in front of them for a long time, they have learned some little skills that can make themselves more comfortable.
--Acting cute!
Being cute and being a dog... Two stunts in the pet industry, both of which can be learned and one can settle down.
The civet cat is studying, and mixing some cat food by the way is better than dementors and basilisks, right?
One was tortured and bony, and the other was only awakened by the Harry Card Parseltongue voice system when it was pumping blood... Don't be too miserable!
If civet cats can talk, they will definitely lick a wave right away:
"It's the greatest honor to be the Stark's dog!"
As for surrendering so quickly... that doesn't matter, they are civet cats of French blood anyway.
If you don't surrender, people will wonder if you are a purebred French civet.
William fed the civet some food and walked to Hermione.
The girl took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the stool. The wooden stick in her hand had been replaced by a magic wand.
There was a large bottle of high-concentration disinfectant in front of her, and she waved her wand, and the liquid sterilized the crown from a distance.
Whether it was the pain or the offense, Voldemort's soul roared in anger.
Hermione is also going to try to use a series of methods such as pasteurization, moist heat sterilization, dry heat sterilization, radiation sterilization... to give the crown a big clean.
What the Sorting Hat can't enjoy, the crown can be enjoyed for free.
"Why are you so far away?"
William sat next to Hermione, looking at the pair of shoes she had placed in a crooked way, and then bent over to arrange them neatly.
"It's too close, what if the Horcrux confuses me?" Hermione's eyes were serious. "Like a Dementor."
"Only people with weak willpower are easily influenced." William reassured, "You certainly won't."
"Do we need to destroy the Horcrux?" Hermione was eager to try.
She had never enjoyed destroying a Horcrux.
"Of course." William said softly, "but I'm still thinking about how to destroy it."
"The poison of the basilisk, the fire spell, the flame of the phoenix, can destroy this piece of soul, but..."
"The crown is also destroyed?" Hermione asked.
"That's right. Didn't you listen to Voldemort? This is Ravenclaw's crown."
This is Ravenclaw's crown!
Lost for millennia, now found.
Not to mention the fact that it can increase wisdom, it is likely to be one of the nine Deathly Hallows.
According to the story of the three brothers, it belongs to the same set of Deathly Hallows as the Ravenclaw ring in William's hand.
Of course William wanted it.
And Voldemort, the prodigal... just made it into a Horcrux?
Wouldn't he also make other Deathly Hallows into Horcruxes?
Such destruction of cultural relics is punishable by death!
So the current research topic: **** a piece of soul living in it without destroying the crown.
William and Hermione looked at each other, and glanced at the little black robe with a heart.
"Dementors should be able to swallow souls." Hermione blinked and said:
"The previous dementor probably smelled the smell, otherwise it would not have been tempted by the mysterious person."
William put his finger on her forehead and said with a smile, "Yes, let's think about it together."
He stood up and walked towards the little black robe.
The little black robe shuddered, stepped back, and shrank in the corner.
"Come on, Xiao Hei, I haven't eaten anything for you for so long, now I'll add a 'chicken leg' for you." William said with a smile.
William released the Dementor and brought it close to the crown.
The red eyes reappeared.
A hoarse voice sounded from the Horcrux.
"I, the greatest Dark Lord.
Having seen a lot and done a lot, I can teach you things you can't learn from other wizards.
The Ravenclaw tiara was long gone, and when I found it, it was broken, ruined me, and offered no wisdom.
But I can!
I can share my wisdom and give myself and my talents to you at your command.
I can even share with you the secret of immortality..."
Voldemort bewitched William, who was the only one here who could decide his life or death.
"Stop struggling." William smiled, "Death is an inevitable outcome for you.
Just like the Chadley Cannons and Gryffindor House, who will be at the bottom of the list this year.
Inevitable event! "
Hermione stretched out **** and secretly twisted William's waist.
William bared his teeth and hurriedly sent the Dementor up to give Voldemort a mouthful.
The little black robe lifted its hood, and it was covered with scabbed silver-gray thin skin.
It opened its small cherry mouth and pressed it against the eyes of the crown.
The crown trembled, and with a terrible, persistent, eardrum-piercing scream, a gust of blood spurted out of the crown.
Voldemort let out a scream, and then... disappeared completely.
William frowned.
Ravenclaw's crown is still rusted.
He had thought it was the erosion of Voldemort's soul, but it seemed... not.
Xiao Hei burped contentedly, the delicious aftertaste of the soul.
It is like a bystander, watching the partial memories of the soul fragments like a spectator.
Dementors devour souls and feel the memory of the dead.
"...The location of the Horcrux!" William quickly reminded Can you see it? "
After a while,
The Dementor said slowly:
"Diary... Slytherin's ring... Gaunt House..."
William snapped his fingers.
"Nice job, Xiao Hei, I will take care of you in your life."
The Dementor shuddered.
...
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