Chapter 223: Evil Ritual

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While the people of Hogwarts were panicking, searching for that passage that was out of nowhere, something was being prepared in Azkban, the place where criminals from all of the British wizarding world had gathered.

"Be on guard, the master must not be disturbed." Bellatrix Lestrange kept commanding.

She strode down the hallway, to the door of a side room, pushed it open, and walked inside.

In this room, there was a closet-like suitcase, and Mr. and Mrs. Lucius were nervously waiting at the side.

The door to the closet was pushed open, and a handsome young man with a short golden strip stepped out of it.

"Father, mother, what happened to make me come back in such a hurry? You know, there's been a lot of tension in the academy lately, and that old rabbit kid Feige is always trying to get us in trouble. ”

Drako Malfoy asked, a little agitated.

The muscles in Lucius Malfoy's face twitched, and he turned his head slightly to look at his wife, who was motionless like a statue.

A drop of sweat ran down Lucius's forehead, and his lips trembled as he tried to say something, but his throat felt like something had been stuffed into it, and he couldn't speak.

"Navantha, Drako." Before he knew it, he bit his lip and blood ran down his jaw.

"My good nephew, come with me, the master is waiting for you." Bellatrix smiled and reached out, trying to grab Drako, who was walking towards her sister.

Bruised tendons swelled from Lucius's forehead, and he seemed to be in unbearable pain, but he struggled desperately, and suddenly, a strong will allowed him to break through the magic that bound him.

"Drako, run."

Lucius roared and lunged at Bellatrix, blocking his son's way.

"What, what's wrong, father?" Drako was taken aback and stepped back in panic.

"Lucius, you dare to defy your master's orders!" Bellatrix's eyes flashed with a frenzied glint as she quickly drew her wand and pressed it against Lucius' chest.

"I can't live without Navantha, she's all I've had, but I can't live without Drako, because he's all we've had." Lucius Malfoy cried out with difficulty, and on his body, it seemed as if there was a mountain of weight that was restraining his movements.

"Then let me punish your infidelity for my master." Bellatrix screamed frantically.

"Drill the heart and cut the bone" netbsp; Lucius fell in pain, white spit spurting out of his mouth, and he turned around with difficulty, blocking Bellatrix's wand and uttering two words to Drak.

"Run"

Drako let out a scream of surprise, and he turned and sprinted quickly towards the open closet door.

"It's all petrified."

A magical beam flew past Lucius's side and struck Malfoy, only to see Navantha raise her right hand like a puppet, and at some point, she held another wand in her hand.

"No, Navantha, no!" Lucius screamed like a dying beast, but saw that there was no trace of light in her wife's pupils.

"I didn't want to do this to you, sister, brother-in-law. But the will of the master must be fulfilled, so I have to be sorry. Bellatrix tapped Drako with her wand, cast a levitation charm on him, and pulled him out.

Drako saw that out of the corner of his mother's blank eyes, there seemed to be a sparkle falling.

"What do you want, how can you do this to my parents?" Drako shouted.

"The great master has returned to this world, my nephew, but on his way back, some accidents have happened, and in order to solve this problem, he needs a new body, your body." Bellatrix reached out, cold fingers like poisonous snakes, stroking over Drako's face, giving him goosebumps.

"Your stupid parents dared to disobey the wishes of their masters and wanted to inform you to escape, but I showed them up." Bellatrix laughed maniacally, "I put a bondage spell on them, and they can only watch me and call you back from that place." ”

"But I didn't expect Lucius's resistance to be so fierce that he could even resist my bondage charm, and dare to ignore my threat to him with your mother. It's a pity that he didn't expect that in addition to putting a bondage spell on them, I also put a soul-snatching spell on my poor sister, hahahaha. ”

"You crazy woman, my mother is your own sister."

"Yes, but it's our pleasure to serve our masters." Bellatrix said, "The master is about to bestow this great honor on you, and my foolish sister and brother-in-law want to refuse, so I can only fulfill the master's will myself." ”

In the dimly lit hall, Voldemort lay on the ground like a toad, holding the wand he had bought at a high price, and the wand was spewing fire steadily, carving a man-high pentagram on the ground, with the corner of the pentagram pointing south. (In Western witchcraft, this pentagram represents evil, hell, Satan), and when he finished this image, he stood up with satisfaction, looked at the two people who came in, and happily walked over.

"Bellax, are you ready?"

"Yes, master, your servant is ready to die for you." Bellatrix said respectfully.

Voldemort stretched out her hand and stroked Malfoy's head as if to examine the magic material, and Drako's face turned horribly white, and he even felt the dimming of his own life fire.

"Hiss-heh-hiss"

Voldemort admired the youth and brilliance of the body in a parseltongue voice, and Drako's legs began to go limp, and he was terrified.

"Hasn't Bojin come yet?" Voldemort asked.

"I'm coming, Tom."

With a "whoop", Mr. Borgin apparitions appeared at the door, he was dressed in a neat mage robe today, and an inverted cross badge was worn on his chest.

"Ah, you've got your new body ready." He walked over to Drako, looked at him and said, "It's good that a pure-blooded wizard boy, healthy and gifted. ”

As he spoke, he walked past Drako, looked at the circle on the ground, nodded, and then took out his wand, golden magic powder spilled down from the tip of his staff, marking one mark after another on the ground, and finally he walked to the southern corner, and drew another six-pointed star array on the opposite side.

"The ceremony is ready, Tom, let's get started."

Voldemort nodded, motioning for Bellatrix to bring Drako to the center of the six-pointed star array, and lay down in a large shape with his head facing the corner south of the pentagram. Drako tried to struggle, but under the power of magic, his struggle was useless.

Voldemort opened a box, took out a gold cup from it, and carefully placed it on top of Drako's head, on the tip of the horn, which was another Horcrux, the "Hufflepuff Gold Cup".

After doing this, Voldemort walked up to the pentagram, faced Drago, and sat down cross-legged.

"Karaktakus, come on."

Mr. Borgin said hello, and under Bellatrix's guidance, several Death Eaters walked in and stood around the circle, each of them exuding powerful magic and looking extremely stern.

"Prepare, concentrate your will, chant the incantation."

Mr. Borgin commanded, raising his wand and chanting aloud the harsh incantation, large streams of mana beginning to condense at the end of the wand as the Death Eater wizards chanted.

After a few breaths, the end of each wand condensed with powerful magic, and Mr. Borgin suddenly stretched out his wand.

Under an invisible suction, the brilliance on those wands surged towards Mr. Bogin, condensed at the tip of his wand, and became a bundle, which was injected into the pentagram.

"Puff puff puff"

One by one, the pentagram lit up with purple flames, and under Bokin's guidance, five fist-sized flames rose from the ground and flew to the level of Voldemort's head.

"Concentrate your will, Tom." Mr. Borgin commanded.

His wand suddenly lit up with a bright purple light, reflecting every detail of his facial features, extremely clear, he raised his left hand, pressed it to the reverse cross on his chest, and recited an evil incantation, after a long chant, he pointed his wand at the Horcrux, and a large stream of dark purple magic shot at the Horcrux.

Between Voldemort and Drago, with the Horcrux as the center, purple flames slowly stretched out on both sides, until they reached the edge of the six-pointed star, and then began to extend upwards, and in the flames, the images of bones and ghosts faintly appeared, and an indescribable strange chirp became louder.

Slowly, between the two of them, two doors framed by bones and fierce fire appeared, and the doors slowly opened, and black flames rose into the sky.

Mr. Borgin quickly grabbed a handful of soul crystals from the material pack, threw them into the flames, and chanted a prayer in a low voice, and after a few moments, the flames became stable and formed a scaffold.

Mr. Borgin carefully took out a crystal and placed it on the stand, burning it with a scench, then pointed his wand at Drako.

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