章節 1564: v2 Chapter 1564： Selected
Harry's intelligence is indeed very valuable. It seems that Voldemort is ironic to use that magic to transform himself into a **** of evil!
Once successful, he is no longer a human wizard, and naturally he will no longer need any wand as a weapon. The body of the monster itself is a weapon, not the body of the evil spirit decomposed by Salazar Slytherin, nor the projection of the evil spirit of the body under the seal, but a complete evil spirit, a powerful monster incarnate by Voldemort.
If you can't stop Voldemort's magic, then this will be the enemy they need to face.
As for the secret of the old wand, Avon didn't worry too much. The wand was really strong, but its owner was not Voldemort.
Only the real master can use this strongest wand.
undefinedVoldemort didn't know this at all. He couldn't play the power of the old wand. He could even use it if he was forced to use it.
"What do we have to do," Harry finally said. "You must stop Voldemort."
"From the situation tonight, we still can't fight him positively." Ai Wen said, "We have to follow the previous plan."
"When do you start acting? Can't wait any longer, I think it can be the first thing."
"First, you have to cut off contact with him, Harry!" Hermione said stubbornly, glaring at him. "If you can't go anywhere, you will stay here and be protected by the Order, we I don't want you to leave the house, because the scar was touched by Voldemort."
"I will try to close the brain, Hermione, no more next time!" Harry did not look at Hermione.
At this moment, Gabri suddenly jumped out of bed and screamed. She shouted out the window. "Look, my sister is back!"
In the direction of her fingers, everyone saw a nightingale appear in the sky and landed in the yard.
Bill and Furong slipped from the back of the nightingale, and the hair was blown by the wind, but it was not injured.
Finally, all the people who participated in the action tonight came back, and everyone was relieved.
In the darkness, Ron stood alone, unable to walk.
"Harry! Mad-Eye! Sirius! Avon!" Ron shouted, and for a long time he didn't get a response, he cursed.
He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know why he was here.
He clearly remembered his involvement in the transfer of Harry and, together with Moody, highlighted the encirclement of the Death Eaters.
But before he could wait for his happiness, he saw Voldemort appear behind him, getting closer and closer to him.
Thinking of Voldemort's terrible face, Ron couldn't help but squat.
He remembers that he was surrounded by the black fog controlled by Voldemort, and then he lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he appeared alone.
Ron shouted everyone's name again and still didn't respond.
"Damn, me, my wand!"
He groped his hands in his arms, and then he was delighted to find that his wand was still on his body, and hurriedly pulled out and shouted, "Fluorescent."
A faint glow dispelled the darkness, and Ron finally saw his space.
He is standing in a stone room, a bit familiar, it seems to be a temple for the horse!
Yes, it is definitely the temple of the moon.
In the third grade, he used to go there with Sirius, Irving, Harry, and Hermione.
Ron remembered very clearly that they went to the top of the temple to participate in the test left by Godric Gryffindor.
In that illusion, he saw thousands of eight-eyed giant spiders rushing to him, a nightmare that he would never forget.
Even if he knew it was an illusion, Ron collapsed at the time, failed the test, and missed the chance to get the Gryffindor Sorcerer.
The magic stone has a powerful magic, and Ai Wen is relying on it to pull away from them a little.
Ron couldn't remember how many times he had dreamed of that night in the past few years, dreaming that he had returned to the Temple of the Moon, dreaming that he had passed the test of Gryffindor's courage to get the Sorcerer's Stone, so he I was very familiar with this place. When I saw the stone carvings on the surrounding walls, I remembered the Temple of the Moon.
"Don't it be a dream?!" Ron murmured.
Yes, it must be a dream, otherwise it can't explain why he suddenly appeared in this place.
However, this dream seems to be different from usual. In the past dreams, Ron does not need to use the magic wand to cast a magical spell.
In those dreams, he can see the surrounding scene.
When Ron walked out of the room according to the route in memory, he stopped immediately and saw the ground covered with dark red liquid.
is blood!
No, impossible, maybe just a pigment.
Ron slammed forward, and the dreaming horse temple tonight was exceptionally gloomy.
He headed to the top, and the surrounding area was extraordinarily depressed because it was too quiet.
The most terrible thing is the surrounding walls and the ground. At the beginning, there are still some blood stains on the stars. Soon, large areas and large areas appear.
Moving on, the slimy blood stains almost immerse the entire building.
They flowed down from the top of the temple.
The pungent smell is coming in, even if Ron can't deceive himself any more.
He wants to go back, but the road behind it disappears. The darkness of the corridor is like a monster's mouth.
Ron was a little bit broken, and his instincts told him that if he went back he would die, and his only choice would move on.
He ran forward quickly, regardless of the slimy blood.
"This is just a dream, it is just a dream, these are fake." Ron kept talking.
Finally, he came to the top of the dark temple.
He thought that he would see a huge square, a towering statue of a horse and a starry sky. It was like this in previous dreams, but this time, he saw only the bodies, the bodies that piled up into mountains, towering Into the cloud, the pale skin of the dead all look at him with this empty hole.
These bodies are the source of the blood that I just saw.
In the sky, a huge black demon mark replaces the stars, and the green cockroaches emit a faint green light.
Seeing this violently, Ron lost his strength and sat down on the ground.
He felt that he was afraid of fainting, but his consciousness was exceptionally clear.
"You are finally here!" said a cold voice, "The selected person!"
"Who? Who is talking to me?" Ron shouted with all his strength.
"It's me, the great Voldemort!" A figure appeared from the pile of corpses in the darkness and came over to Ron. "You may know me or you don't know, but it doesn't matter, one day, you will Remember the name, this name that makes all wizards feel shudder."
By the green glow, Ron saw it clearly, and it was Voldemort who came to him, Tom Riddle of the young age!
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