Schelling woke up from his nightmare with a cry of surprise.
He opened his eyes, his forehead and back were wet with sweat.
It was an apocalyptic scene.
The blue sky was replaced by the color of blood, dotted with clusters of gray clouds.
The air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses, and even the wind blowing was salty.
The land was desolate, with large swathes of black flames raging everywhere, burning everything in sight.
In the sky, there was a huge black dragon flying recklessly, roaring loudly and spitting out black flames.
On the ground, in front of Xie Lin, there was a wizard with black fur, thick and hard hair, and a black metallic luster. He was tall and burly, comparable to a hybrid giant. He roared and roared loudly, followed by a large group of people. A large group of shockingly ugly monsters.
On the ground, behind Xie Lin, an ugly man without a nose let out a long, ugly, scary and ghostly laugh. Behind him were a group of masked men, as well as Dementors, Werewolves, giants, and the army-like Inferi.
Schelling stood alone, scared and confused.
He lowered his head.
At his feet, Daphne, Astoria, Murray, Lucius, and Narcissa were lying on the ground peacefully, motionless, but the blood stains on their bodies showed the fact that they were dead. .
"No——!!!" Xie Lin's eyes turned red, and he looked up to the sky and screamed, "This is not true!"
The picture suddenly shattered into pieces.
The black dragon, the half-giant wizard, and the noseless wizard were all gone.
A hazy black shadow appeared in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see it clearly.
Suddenly, Dumbledore appeared with his face covered in blood, and he said painfully: "Shellin, why is this happening...what have you done...what have you changed...it shouldn't have been like this..."
Before Xie Lin could reply, Dumbledore's face turned into Meredith's face again, with two rows of tears hanging under her eyes: "Xie Lin, have you forgotten me...have you always been They are all lying to me..."
"No, no!" Sherin only had time to say this, Meredith's face turned into Draco's face again, and Draco's face was full of fear, "Shellin, run! Run! Ignore me! It’s all my fault! I brought it all on myself... Don’t worry about me anymore, run, run..."
"What did you say?" Before Xie Lin understood it, Draco's eyes suddenly burst out with viciousness, and he shouted wildly: "Suffer death! Astoria should have been mine!"
Xie Lin looked at his abdomen, where Draco had stabbed him deeply. There was a lot of blood and the wound was very painful, but his heart hurt even more. Xie Lin's face was full of tears, "No, that's not it. My...brother, listen to me..."
Feeling weak, Xie Lin covered the wound with his hand and squatted on the ground, "You..."
"Why!!!" Reluctance and anger filled his heart, and he felt the magic power in his body about to move, as if telling him, break out, break out, release all the magic! Release them all!
Xie Lin looked at his hands, which began to be filled with black energy again, "You forced me!"
"Avada Kedavra!" Xie Lin used all his strength to point his wand at the black shadow and shouted angrily.
There was a bang, and the face of the black shadow suddenly turned into Hermione. Her eyes were wide open, full of bitterness and despair, "Xie Lin... we really... can't we be friends after all?"
She fell into Xie Lin's arms, her eyes shining with inexplicable light. She raised her hand with difficulty, touched Xie Lin's face, and said angrily: "Xie Lin, I don't blame you, I know you My wish is enough to die in your hands..." After saying that, she closed her eyes and her arms fell down weakly.
Uneasiness, despair, fear, helplessness, powerlessness, doomed...all kinds of negative emotions crushed Schelling.
A familiar voice came from my ears, "Tsk, tsk, did you kill your beloved and gain unparalleled power? How does it feel? My child..."
Xie Lin raised his head suddenly, trying to see clearly who was speaking.
Then he woke up.
It's a dream.
What a dream is this!
Xie Lin had the urge to throw the pillow out with great force.
Touching his body that was soaked with sweat, he decided to go to the bathroom and take a shower.
Although the cleaning spell was faster and more convenient, taking a warm bath could relax him, allow him to clear his mind, and also allow him to organize his thoughts.
While rubbing lather on himself, Xie Lin hummed a song, and suddenly there was some unspeakable depression in his heart.
He knew that this must be related to that dream.
Are you really still unable to let go? It's no wonder, everything in the dream is so real, and those negative emotions are exactly like experiencing them personally.
He put on his nightgown again, looked at the comfortable bed, and hesitated for a few seconds.
He sighed. He knew his character well. If he didn't figure out this inexplicable dream, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully.
He sat on the edge of the bed, took out the elixir from the suitcase space, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
Fortunately, Xie Lin had the support of Sister Gulana and the Medieval European Wizards' Federation, otherwise he would not have dared to waste the expensive and rare elixir like this. Thinking of this, he felt lucky that he had agreed to the invitation of the Medieval European Wizards Federation.
There is not much left of the elixir, and it is estimated that there is enough for one more use. It seems that he will write to Sister Gulana again and ask if he can get another bottle. Well, it seems that Professor Slahoen still owes him a favor, so it would be a good choice to ask him for it.
As for refining it yourself? Don't be stupid, the materials are hard to find, and refining them is also extremely time-consuming.
After drinking the elixir, he closed his eyes and thought to himself about the most important details in his dream that he had missed.
He opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up, and ran to his personal library bag. Sure enough, something happened to a book in the book bag. It seemed to come to life. There was a faint brilliance flowing on the cover of the book, exuding powerful magic fluctuations.
"The Secret of Cutting-Edge Black Magic".
Schelling remembered that the book had found its way from the Black family's inner sanctum. It contains the secrets of Horcruxes, and Sirius's brother Regulus also used this book to see through Voldemort's biggest secret.
Schelling had already read this book and learned the "word-forbidden spell" from it. What details did he miss in the book?
He opened the first page, the prologue, by some strange mistake.
It was a completely blank page with a triangular fold in the lower right corner. Schelling opened the fold and smoothed it out - the author's name, Egbert the Evil, was written on it in fly-sized fonts.
Xie Lin looked thoughtful. Is this what Fu Ling Ya wants to discover for himself?
The effect of the Fortune Elixir is not to increase a person's luck, but to enhance a person's sensitivity to changes in the surroundings, making it easier for him to see some important details that have been missed.
Xie Lin believed in his intuition. Since the Elixir of Fortune guided him to discover this thing, it couldn't be aimless.
Schelling thought back to the current situation.
In his previous life, like most Harry Potter readers, he thought Voldemort was the biggest villain in the wizarding world, the most powerful and evil dark wizard. Big deal, if we go back a few decades, there will be another Dark Lord Grindelwald.
The two generations of Dark Lords are almost the most terrifying representatives.
After coming to this world in person, he truly saw how deep the water hidden deep in the magic world was.
The Shadow of the Dragon, the Ghost Society, the Walpurgis Knights, the Square of Black Crime, and even the Malfoy family, where I was born and raised, seem to have an incredible legacy.
He found that his thinking was affected by the so-called "knowledge" in his previous life, and he entered a thinking misunderstanding.
Who said Voldemort was the only one who knew how to make Horcruxes?
The method of making Horcruxes has long been lost and has become a mystery, but it was not invented by Voldemort. If Voldemort can research it, it means that others can too!
At least the author of this book can!
This is what Fu Ling Ya wants to tell himself! Evil Egbert! He is still alive!
Regardless of his past life, Schelling was no stranger to the evil Egbert.
The so-called giant evil is just an abbreviation, and the real meaning is "extraordinary evil". In fact, according to the history of magic that Schelling is familiar with, wizards of his generation prefer to call him a "battle madman", which shows that he is a A dark wizard with extraordinary strength.
His most famous battle must be the decisive battle against "The Evil Merik".
At that time, it was about the end of the eleventh century.
The eldest of the three Peverell brothers had just made the Elder Wand, and he couldn't wait to duel with it. After winning the duel, he went to the bar to get drunk and revealed all the power of the Elder Wand. As a result, someone came to the door and assassinated him that night.
In the next month, the Elder Wand caused a fight among all parties, causing a bloody storm, and finally fell into the hands of a famous dark wizard at the time, the evil Emerictheevil.
The villain Merrick himself was very powerful, and having the Elder Wand was even more powerful. He killed several dark wizards who came to snatch the Elder Wand.
At this time, everyone almost believed that the evil Merrick would become the new owner of the Elder Wand.
But unexpectedly, the evil Egbert appeared. He openly challenged the evil Merrick and launched a one-sided "massacre" against the latter with extremely shocking strength. This was a world-famous feat at the time. He was the first person to defeat the wielder of the Elder Wand with his own strength.
This record remained until many years later, when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald and successfully replicated his amazing record of defeating the Elder Wand holder.
However, Schelling also knew that the final fate of the evil Egbert was not very good.
He acted too perversely and violently. He doesn't sell face in either black or white way. He will kill anyone who dares to block his way.
As a result, one day, Gryffindor, who had a strong sense of justice, finally couldn't hold it in anymore, gave up his duties at Hogwarts, and came from afar to challenge him.
The two fought an open battle, and although Gryffindor was defeated gloriously, he not only managed to escape unscathed by the power of the Elder Wand, but also managed to give the evil Egbert a sword on his shoulder.
The tragedy of the evil Egbert was just about to begin. On his way back, he was attacked by several powerful wizards. These wizards all covered their faces and used clever disguises to hide their identities.
However, judging from the magic they use, whether it is black magic, white magic, elemental magic, transformation magic, or even druid magic, it can be seen that there are black and white wizards among the sneak attackers. The evil Egbert had already been injured and consumed a lot. At this time, he fought hard to fight his way through the serious injuries and went to his apprentice, Godlot, hoping to rest with him for a while and then look for an opportunity for revenge. .
What he didn't expect was that his most trusted disciple would betray him.
At that time, Hogwarts had just been established, and the master-apprentice system was still the mainstream in the wizarding world. The master was like a reborn parent, and the relationship with the apprentice was very close, so the evil Egbert really never thought about this himself. The apprentice he loved so much actually betrayed himself for the Elder Wand.
The evil Egbert was "killed" by Godlot. Not only was the Elder Wand taken away from him, but also the inherited secret book was taken away from him, and he shamelessly took it for himself. After some transformation, it became the handed down work in his name, "Poisonous Magic".
Of course, now, Schelling, who knew the identity of the author of "Advanced Black Magic Revealed", also guessed something based on this.
The evil Egbert at that time must have hidden at least one trick. He didn't tell his apprentice about the Horcrux, nor did he let his apprentice know that he was unkillable.
Although the evil Egbert lost the Elder Wand, he was not dead yet.
Moreover, although Godlot had heard of the existence of Horcruxes, he did not record it in "Poisonous Magic". Obviously, he did not receive this inheritance. In fact, the level of black magic in "Poisonous Magic" is at most half that of "Advanced Black Magic Revealed".
From this point of view, the inheritance Godlot received was incomplete.
Now the question comes, if the evil Egbert is not dead yet, where will he be?
Oh my God, in addition to Lao Fu’s seven Horcruxes, is there another Horcrux to deal with?
ah! I'm afraid it's more than that!
Speaking of Horcruxes, Xie Lin thought of another thing.
In an exclusive interview with the author Rowling in her previous life, Rowling once said that there was an ancient Greek wizard named Herbo the Despicable. He was the first person in history to successfully create a Horcrux! Interestingly, Schelling had never seen any book recording the destruction of his Horcrux.
So, is the despicable Herbo still alive?
If he were still alive, where would he be? Why is he so unknown given his strength?
Xie Lin felt a little irritated in his heart. He had a hunch that if these old guys were really not dead yet, they would probably appear one by one...
What he is most worried about is what relationship these two old guys have with the Shadow of the Dragon, or the Ghost Society, the Walpurgis Knights, and the Black Crime Square...
Ah, thinking of this, Xie Lin's head started to hurt a little.
(Note: The above interview refers to the interview Rowling accepted on the official podcast Pottercast on December 17, 2007, No. 130)
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