v2 Chapter 674： Evil illusion

Harry remembers that Avon has said that the monster on the twisted and horrible sculpture is a horrible evil spirit.

A terrible creature that comes from the void and does not exist in the real world. Its purpose is to destroy all life.

He looked at the statue, a bit strange, and there was no reaction when he saw it last time, but now there is a red glow.

The flashing red light is like a sinful flame, and every time it beats, Harry's heart beats and slams.

He has a bad feeling, feeling the most evil atmosphere in the world from the statue.

Harry stared at it, of course, the man was watching it.

For a long time, his gaze finally turned to another black chair in front of the chair, which was a cold-faced man.

"Carresis, I need an explanation!" A cold, sharp and harsh voice came out of the chair.

"I have already said that my men let him escape because of mistakes!" Carresis said slowly, the voice was equally indifferent, "I am very sorry, the Dark Lord, but he is already dead, I killed him personally, hope Will not screw up your plan."

"Not at this time, my servant solved him and avoided making things worse." The cold voice said, chilling, "But I should remind you, I can't tolerate making mistakes again, you should know The basis of our cooperation, now even without your help"

"Of course, I hope that you can remember this." Carresis said, it seems that he did not hear the other party's threat. "In your current state, without my support and help, you can't do anything!"

"Yes?!" The cold voice said, "Do you think so?!"

The red light in Shandong above the statue in the middle of the room is more frequent, as if something is going to break out.

A pointed tip of a wand appeared at the edge of the chair, pointing to Carresis.

In the corner, a large snake was slowly swimming, approaching him from behind Carreuse.

Harry wants to remind the other person, but the scar on his forehead hurts like a fire, he can feel the anger of that person.

The strange force surged in the body, and then it was the pain of the heart, as if every nerve was burning.

The red light flashing on the statue faded away, and the terrible power dissipated.

Instead, it is a weak, hard-pressed, invading every cell in the body.

Harry could clearly feel it because he took the wand back.

"Are you already able to use its power?" Carrex whispered, with a hint of incomprehensible surprise in his tone.

"Not yet, but it's fast!" The cold voice said, "It is mine sooner or later, I am the strongest in the world."

"Obviously, as you become stronger, you become more evil than before!" said Carresis. "The power of that thing is completely beyond your imagination. You don't even know what you are doing. You are doing this completely. Playing with fire."

"The concept of the weak!"

"The power of it is cursed and should not exist in this world."

"Enough, Carresis, don't try to challenge my patience any more!" The cold voice screamed, changing the tone of a slippery tone. "Our purpose is the same. I also want to see my great ancestors give What have I left, by the way, to help you solve that ridiculous trouble, provided that you don't stupidly seek your own way!"

"As long as you remember your promise, I and my people have no thoughts on you."

"Very good!" The cold voice said, making a squeaking voice. "Nagini, your luck is not good, I don't intend to feed him with him, but it doesn't matter, there is Harry Potter."

The serpent also made a groaning sound, and Harry saw it vomiting a letter, and seemed to have been unable to devour himself.

The next second, he opened his eyes and found himself lying on a comfortable, soft four-poster bed.

Harry squinted, his scars still burning and he hurt his tears.

This pain is true, it is not a dream.

Like Nvwa Road, there is no dream like a dream before!

Harry even felt himself into the illusion and became that person.

"Damn dream!" he muttered and climbed out of bed.

In the dark, Harry fumbled and took the glasses and looked at the time, only five o'clock in the morning.

On the four-poster bed next to him, Ron was still asleep, making a slight snoring, and the clothes were still on the ground.

Opposite, Neville, Dean Thomas and West Morfinigan also had no movements, and they were immersed in their dreams.

Harry felt that there was nothing more ridiculous than this. He had just passed the most evil thing in the world, and his roommates were sleeping peacefully in bed, and there was no reaction at all.

He was scarred and he didn't feel sleepy.

Voldemort’s power is growing, he gains the power of the vampire and is ready to kill himself.

Harry felt that he had to do something and tell anyone about it, otherwise he would go crazy.

He thought of Avon, but the other party should be sleeping now.

Harry shook his head, and Sirius once told him what to do if the scar hurts.

He decided to do what Sirius said, and now he goes to Dumbledore's office.

He climbed up from the bed at the fastest speed and put on his jacket.

Harry walked out of the bedroom and thought about the dream.

It is as true as the dream of Nvwa. He can recall all the details and try to keep himself from forgetting.

He heard Voldemort blaming Carresis for making a fatal mistake, but the vampire was obviously deliberate, because the guard who guarded the man had already served him, and he felt surprisingly angry, not because of the death of this person, but by himself. The authority is being challenged, and plans that have been carefully planned for a long time will be destroyed.

Fortunately, the owl brought good news, this fault has been made up, and who is dead

Then, the topic shifted to the power that Voldemort was recovering. He was using the evil **** statue to do evil things, gaining the power that should not exist in this world, and then they reached a consensus again.

And this consensus is that he will be used to feed the snake.

Harry meditated and walked out of the bedroom, surprised to see that Avon was sitting on the sofa in the common room, as if waiting for himself.

"Harry, go see Dumbledore?" Ai Wen whispered. "Exactly, I have to go!" (To be continued...)