Leave the secret room at Malfoy Manor, and leave the Wormtail being killed.

Harry was plunged into endless darkness, he fell in the darkness, at first, he had a slight doubt, did not understand what was going on, and then soon he figured it out, he was attacked by Ron's magic, which made him feel extra surprised and angry.

A hot sense of betrayal rises in the body, why would Ron do this!

Harry really wanted to beat Ron hard, but in such an environment, the anger was fleeting, and Harry soon began to find a reason for Ron's actions, he may have been controlled by Voldemort's magic, thinking about his weird behavior, it was very possible, it was Harry himself who should be blamed, he should have noticed this earlier, he should have taken action earlier.

When you notice Ron's anomaly, you should not hesitate to give him a stun charm.

This is a plan that has been discussed many times before, after all, it is not once or twice that Ron has been controlled!

For Ron, who is very easy to control, giving him a chance is digging his own grave......

Immediately afterward, Harry thought of Wormtail, of his death.

Seventeen years later, this traitor, who had betrayed his parents, finally paid the final price for his sins, and was killed by the evil and terrible power he had sought all his life by betraying his friend's master.

He died in an extremely cruel and horrific way, in front of Harry.

Surprisingly, Harry didn't seem to feel anything other than his hatred of Voldemort's evil dark magic. Perhaps, from the moment he stopped Sirius from killing Wormtail that night four years ago, he had been relieved of this.

Death is not the best way to get revenge, but the most cowardly option.

Harry fell endlessly in the darkness, his attention quickly shifting from Wormtail to himself, and just as he was thinking about what to do, the scene around him finally changed, and he returned to reality......

No, once again he was in Voldemort's brain.

At this moment, Voldemort had crossed the black ocean, he didn't seem to know that Harry was caught, he was entering some strange black fortress, his destination was the top of the towering tower.

Harry was a little curious, he wanted to know what Voldemort was going to do?

Where is this place?

Even in his comatose state, the pain of the scar irritated Harry.

He tried to suppress his pain and other thoughts, and looked at the tower in front of him.

Strange forces condensed here, the air pressure was very low, and the atmosphere in the air was extremely heavy.

Voldemort was looking around, too, and he quickly flew up and down to the window at the top of the tower......

What's inside?!

The windows on the black rocks open only one of the smallest gaps, not enough for one person to enter......

From the window, only a humanoid silhouette wrapped in a blanket can be seen, is it dead or sleeping?

Harry wondered, forcing himself like a snake through the crack in the window and landing, landing like water vapor in cells on the room at the top of the tower. At the end of the room, a thin figure curled up under a thin blanket opened towards him, revealing a skeletal face and deep wrinkles, and its eyes slowly opened......

The thin man sat up, his deep-set eyes staring at him.

He stared at Voldemort, as if anticipating his coming, and slowly smiled.

Most of his teeth are gone, which makes his smile look horrible......

"Well, here you are. I knew you were coming...... From the day I first heard your name, one day, you will come to me, but it is pointless for you to come here. I never had it. ”

"You're lying!"

Voldemort's cold voice echoed in Harry's brain, and as his anger throbbed through Harry's body, Harry's scar alerted an outburst of pain, and he jerked his mind back into his own.

When he opened his eyes, the light was still dim.

He was no longer in the vault of Malfoy Manor, where he was now......

The pain from the scar almost caused Harry to pass out again, and it took him some time to adjust to his new surroundings, but he still couldn't figure out where he was, surrounded by fog and humidity, and above him was a strange stone building.

Harry stared at the ancient rock for a long time, not figuring out what it was, but there were many milky white transparent objects floating above him, attracting his attention.

These things that kept floating around seemed to be ghosts, but they were completely different from the ghosts he was familiar with.

For these ghosts or anything else had no body at all, only a head, like a hazy ball of light twisted into terrifying faces, and the expressions of these faces were painful, as if they were uttering a silent wail.

Looking at the faces, Harry also felt the pain, the burning pain from his soul.

The ghosts roamed around Harry, and there were an incredible number of them......

Harry's scar hurt even more, as if a scar that hurt more than a scar burned in his body.

He felt like he was going to faint again, and the strange fortress and tower appeared before him again.

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Carried by the house-elves, the Evan apparition appears to Malfoy Manor.

He told Hermione and Elaine to take care of Mr. Ollivander, informing Sirius and the Order of the Phoenix by the way, and he went to Malfoy Manor to check on the situation and get Harry and Ron out. Evan didn't think it was a good idea, but there was no better option, and waiting until the Order of the Phoenix was assembled before acting might not have much effect.

He made several assumptions, but when he apparitioned to the halls of Malfoy Manor, things seemed to be exceptionally bad.

He didn't see Harry, who had followed the house-elf's instructions to enter the chamber, nor did he see Harry and Ron, but the strange dried corpses on the ground had caught Aven's interest, and the magical smell left in the air.

In the secret room, Ai Wen looked at the corpse on the ground with great interest.

"Master Aven!" Dobby said anxiously, "Harry Potter isn't here......"

"Yes, Dobby, he should have been here before, but was taken!" said Aven, gently stabbing the corpse on the ground with his wand, "Magic has left its mark, someone has just cast a forbidden spell here, and the results of this black magic are unfolding before us, and it will tell us a lot of things. But then again, this stuff is disgusting, isn't it?"