Chapter 809

Hermione's eyes were sad and desperate, but Harry turned to explain to her: "anyway, Hermione, I think you are my best friend. I will never create new tragedies to save some tragedies. I think the future is not necessarily doomed, right? If I really did such terrible things in the future, he must have such a reason."

He untied Hermione's petrification spell, turned and left the screaming hut, leaving her behind.

Hermione took out her wand and pointed to Harry's vest, but she didn't make up her mind. She put down her wand sadly, covered her face and cried loudly. It was not until Harry reached a place where Hermione could no longer be seen that the luster of the sun gold in his arms faded.

"She still can't bear it, can she?" sighed Harry, not knowing who to say this to.

"It's time!" Harry thought so. He re entered the spirit world and observed Hogwarts through the gray horizon. "It's time to end all this!" Harry looked at the sun golden Scripture in his hand: "When did everything change? From the day I got you... Last semester, when I saw the magic stone, I understood a truth..."

"The real treasure comes back to you only when you don't want to be possessed."

"I lost you, mom and Dad! But I also gained some sincere friends, sincere friendship... I can't lose the treasure I already have because I want what I don't have... Sorry, mom! Dad!" Harry burst into tears. He trembled to close the sun Golden Classic. His expression was very struggling.

Finally, he closed the golden magic book like a heavy load. When he heard the latch click, Harry seemed to unload a heavy burden. He suddenly felt someone holding him. The soft touch behind him woke him up, and then calmed down. "How did you get here?" Harry asked back.

"In the future, in order to kill you, I developed this magic... It can let me walk in the spirit world." Hermione whispered, and she shifted the topic with some shame: "this is what the spirit world looks like at this time! It looks like a mirror without the sense of light."

"What will the future spiritual world look like?" Harry asked curiously.

"It is a world without color, like ashes. At that time, in order to rule the magic world, you controlled it with the power of those two scriptures. You blocked the way for the soul to return to its destination. Ghosts lingered here. Muggles and wizards would approach the world in nightmares, which was full of distorted and frightening shadows. At that time, it was called the nightmare world."

"I need to do one last thing!" Harry looked up.

"Close the black book of the dead in Malfoy's hand..." Harry said firmly, "then go to Mr. bokin and lose the key so that the two magic books will never be opened again!"

Malfoy didn't stay in the dormitory. He came to the forbidden forest every night these days. He learned a lot of knowledge of black magic from Voldemort's young soul. The power of the black Scripture of the dead made him stronger every day. He became an Animagus of a black dragon, which made his magic grow fully.

These days, when gargling, Malfoy sometimes couldn't help spraying some dragon fire from his throat.

He enslaved his soul. He began to contact his soul with magic, and even transformed his brain. "Stupid Voldemort..." Malfoy sneered: "splitting his soul is like looking for death... The life of the body is easy to break through, but the life limit of the soul is more difficult to break through... Splitting his soul like this is like looking for death."

"Even if you don't fall into my hands, your emotion, memory and even wisdom will slowly disappear. In the end, what's the difference between you and the memories in the portrait, even worse than the ghost."

He looked at the dusty crown in his hand and whispered, "how many Horcruxes do you have? Lord Voldemort? Diary... It was destroyed by the mysterious new Dark Lord, and the soul on it fell on my hand. The defeated main soul was hidden and disappeared. According to what was attached to the snake, the snake just caught fire and burned to ashes."

"Ravenclaw's crown is in my hand. You give the gold cup of Hodge patch to the crazy woman... I don't even want to ask her little aunt to keep it. Now it should also fall into the Dark Lord's hand. By the way, there are the missing pendant box and ring... I'll find them. You and Voldemort have been defeated."

Malfoy opened the black Scripture of the dead in his hand, and five pale lights surrounded him. "Your soul will become my strength, and I will make you a magic wand that condenses all your strength and wisdom. Farewell! Mysterious man."

He whispered the ancient Egyptian language and drew two closed arcs on the ground with silver and gold to form a circular circle. Five lights were placed on the five corners of the circle to form a pentagram in the circle. Positive energy and negative energy formed a closed loop. As a small energy cycle, this simplest wellhead structure pulled a trace of the energy of the eternal well, In the void in front of Malfoy, it forms a complex magic structure.

"I will use the positive energy and negative energy symbolizing white magic to form a tail snake model symbolizing material and energy cycle in alchemy, open a channel to the pyramid and purify your soul into an unconscious simple fragment." Malfoy picked up the crown on the ground and gently stroked it.

"This is the magic offered by the high priest of ancient Egypt to the God of death, which can erase the soul of the undead."

"But the high priest will not devour the souls sacrificed to death..." a calm voice came from behind Malfoy. Harry and Hermione were taking off their invisibility clothes. Hermione still covered most of her face with a scarf. She raised her wand and pointed to Malfoy's heart.

"Harry Potter?" Malfoy sneered. "I didn't expect you to come to see me!"

"Isn't the lesson of that night enough?"

"I know what you rely on. The magic book you stole from the bogin bock magic shop, the highest masterpiece of ancient Egyptian wizards - the black book of the dead." Harry also took out his wand.

Malfoy blushed and sneered, "I didn't steal anything."

He pinched Ravenclaw's crown in one hand and the black book of the dead in the other. His body began to grow black dragon scales and his body expanded rapidly. Malfoy tore a sharp claw at Harry while avoiding Hermione's coma curse.