owlsbooks Chapter 442 Memory of Suzu
Chapter 442 Memory of Suzu
Chapter 442 Backtracking Memories
The Commander of the Wild Hunt completes his mission to become the bait.
He attracted Harry.
Of course, bait is never something that can be reused.
His big head rolled to the ground, and flew out with the clatter of the helmet, leaving only the bald head that was dying.
"Burning flames!"
With a wave of the wand, orange flames surged, destroying corpses and eradicating traces.
Those steel chains also twisted and returned to their original shape. Harry thought for a while and put them away and put them in the sorting hat.
Maybe it will be useful in the future.
After packing up, Harry walked to another battlefield.
It's also near the end there.
Ciri has a lot of actual combat experience, while Hermione is not as good, but she has a cautious personality and is fully prepared. Spells, herbs, potions, and even the prank props of the Weasley brothers are not very powerful things. Under Hermione's careful calculation, they are combined to explode with great power.
The two navigators were handled by Hermione.
Wait for Harry to come over.
Hermione manipulated the Devil's Net to capture the last two Wild Hunt knights, and Ciri swung the long sword in her hand and chopped off the heads of the two elves.
Ciri looked up, and she heard footsteps: "Is Ilerith dead?"
Harry nodded: "Dead."
"But the situation is not good. Illeris was sent by Eredin to hold me back on purpose."
Ciri was taken aback, puzzled, and Hermione tilted her head, thinking of something.
"Aredin needs to know clearly that I am staying in this world." Harry said softly, "In order to achieve what purpose during this time."
"Clarity" is an important word.
Perhaps, they would have guessed that Harry was not in Hogwarts during this time, but in this world.
But do they dare to bet?
Eredin might have dared, but Voldemort would never.
Only when they know clearly can they dare to act.
This is the same as playing cards. If you have "four eights" in your hand, but you don't know the opponent's hand, you will feel worried, guessing whether the opponent has a bigger card than you, and when the bigger cards come out in the form of singles and pairs, and you know that the four eights in your hand are the largest, the cards can go smoothly.
"Voldemort?" Hermione spat out a word.
Harry echoed, "I think it's him too."
Ciri didn't quite understand it, but she still understood the meaning: "So we're going to your world now?"
Harry nodded.
Ciri put away his sword and opened his hand: "Of course, there is no problem, but you wait."
"I don't have a good grasp of the power of the ancient blood, I have to confirm the timeline first."
A bright blue portal opens.
She went in, came out again, and after repeating several times, adjusted the portal: "That's it, let's go."
They step in and wait to get out.
There is a lot of traffic in an unfamiliar city.
"This is Germania." Hermione looked up and looked at the billboard not far away. With the words on it, she quickly determined the area where her group was located.
"Is the location wrong?" Ciri asked.
Harry took Hermione's hand and grabbed Ciri's forearm: "It doesn't matter."
Apparate!
With a snap, they teleported away, landed in the blink of an eye, and appeared in Hogsmeade.
It was still spring in this small village, covered in snow, as if Christmas had just passed.
In the air, there is still a strong smell of hoarfrost.
"Sure enough, they acted." Harry frowned and took the lead towards the castle.
Ciri and Hermione followed closely behind.
In the palace of the elves of Aen El.
The navigator who was sent to Voldemort's side also returned.
He stood in front of Eredin, respectful and abiding by the etiquette of the Eren Elf.
Eredin greeted him.
Sometimes it was about his own affairs, and sometimes it suddenly involved the history of the Aen El elves, or some other secrets of the Wild Hunt that were difficult for outsiders to know.
The navigator responded fluently.
Only true Arn El elves can do this.
He wasn't disguised by Voldemort.
"What did that fellow Voldemort do?" Aredin asked.
The navigator replied honestly: "He broke into Hogwarts, rescued his son, and borrowed the magic power of that castle to resurrect him."
"Really?" Eredin's expression didn't change much, "Did he bring back his research on Hoarfrost?"
The navigator nodded and took out three books and put them on the table.
"After he was resurrected and had an entity, the research on Hoarfrost went further."
"I'll wait for him there."
"It is said that the magic he developed can perfectly control Hoarfrost."
Eredin raised his eyebrows: "Perfectly control Hoarfrost?"
The navigator nodded.
Eredin was in a good mood, he leaned out and picked up the top book.
He has never been a tolerant person, but he has always been patient with Voldemort, and even condoned his insults to himself. The reason is very simple, that is, he said that he can solve Hoarfrost, and he can indeed see the results.
In order to solve Bai Shuang, he can indulge everything.
He even made up his mind to have a fight with Ciri for the ancient blood that was able to lead the elves of Aen El to escape from Hoarfrost - although in the end it was still difficult for him to respond because of racial reasons.
Even if you can pay for your own chastity and dignity, everything else is nothing.
Now finally got the solution.
That was indeed a naive young man.
If he handed over all the final cards to himself, what value does he have?
Eredin smiled and turned to the first page.
but.
The booklet is empty, with no text on the pages.
wrong!
This is very wrong!
He immediately tried to drop the book in his hand, but he couldn't. It was firmly stuck to his hand, the curse took effect, his tongue was sealed, and his hands were petrified, his body stiffened a little bit, and he was locked in his position.
The soul is not sealed.
His brain is still functioning, and his eyeballs are still moving.
He tried to flip up and looked at the navigator.
But with no expression on his face, he just raised his hand and opened a portal.
Voldemort, who had been prepared for a long time, came out from inside.
"Honorable King of Ain-Air, King of the Wild Hunt, great Lord Eredin, hello, first time meeting." He was polite and greeted those sitting, "First time meeting, I am Voldemort who needs to ask for your help and shelter."
Eredin looked at the navigator's gaze, full of disbelief.
betray!
He was actually betrayed.
And
He betrayed himself after only contacting for a day.
Voldemort noticed the look in his eyes, smiled, and snapped his fingers.
The navigator danced in a strange gesture, shrugging his shoulders.
"Too bad, I forgot to introduce you to you earlier." Voldemort said softly, "This is the effect of a spell."
"One of the three unforgivables, the Imperius Curse."
(End of this chapter)