Chapter 47: The Brave Savior...... Parents!
Charlotte looked at Harry Potter: "Drink it." I'm going with you. ”
The savior's vial of potion was uncorked, closed his eyes and drank it.
The taste of potions is generally not very good, especially potions made by old bats...... It's just no one.
Sure enough, when the potion was entered, Harry Potter only felt a feeling of astringency in his mouth, followed by numbness, and then a smell of stool mixed with mustard oil and chili oil rushed up.
“WTF!” The savior's face was green at this time, and his facial features were wrinkled together.
"Let's go!" Charlotte nudged Harry, knowing that potions were unpalatable.
However, you are a savior, a dignified man, and you can't bear such a little hardship?
Harry Potter gave Charlotte a bitter look, turned around, and walked straight into the black flames.
He mustered up his courage and saw the black flames licking his body, but Harry didn't feel it. At that moment, he couldn't see anything, only black flames in front of him. Then Harry made his way to the other side, into the last room.
Charlotte followed Harry and stepped into the Black Flame. As soon as the scorching flames touched Charlotte's body, they rubbed against Charlotte's wizarding robes like clusters of well-behaved pets.
Walking slowly into the room, Charlotte glanced around the room. The room is not small, about 700 square meters, and like the previous room, it is also made of stone.
There were no frills in the room, and in the center was a high platform on which floated a fist-sized stone, the Philosopher's Stone. The high platform was surrounded by intricate magical inscriptions, forming a powerful magic array.
A man in a black robe and a hood stood far away on the side of the high platform, looking down to study the magic array on the ground.
"Welcome!" The hood of the black robe turned around, revealing his figure, which was none other than the second generation of the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort.
"Volt ...... The Dark Lord! Harry Potter's teeth chattered, and he slashed his arm with his nails, and blood flowed out, which stopped his nervousness, "I won't allow you to steal the Philosopher's Stone!" ”
Charlotte raised an eyebrow, looking at Harry's performance and glancing at him.
"Hehehehe~ We meet again! Clever boy! Your name is Charlotte, right? Voldemort didn't pay any attention to Harry Potter and looked at Charlotte behind him.
The title of Savior is actually known to everyone, it is the ultimate guardian magic that Lily Potter exchanged for her life, beyond the forbidden spell.
There's no Harry Potter in there. He was not at all a threat to Voldemort, and on the contrary, he had great benefits......
"Good day! Lord Dark Lord! Charlotte stepped forward and stood side by side with Harry.
Although he was talking to Voldemort, his eyes were fixed on the Philosopher's Stone on the high platform.
Charlotte stared at the stone, and in his eyes, it was an object containing huge magical fluctuations. The magic on it was almost greater than the Dark Lord's magic, and it was even more profound. In Charlotte's memory, only the magic of the White Lord could match him.
Moreover, the state of this philosopher's stone was very strange, it seemed to be alive, and it was constantly carrying out a very slight diastolic movement, and with his vibration, strange fluctuations spread out in all directions, into the void.
"How's that, wonderful, isn't it? This is the Philosopher's Stone! ”
The Dark Lord's words were like a lover's whisper, and his eyes were hazy and confused when he looked at the Philosopher's Stone: "This is the most magical alchemy item in this world, it can live forever, it can keep the youth forever, and it can bring the dead back to life...... Even, you can make a person a wizard god! ”
"Oh?" Charlotte answered, "If it's so magical, why hasn't Nicolame become the god of wizards?" He could only survive on the potion brewed from the Philosopher's Stone! ”
"Hehehe~" Voldemort looked disdainful, "I admit that Nicolame is indeed a great alchemist, but he doesn't have the courage and determination to be a legend!"
Equivalent exchange is one of the most powerful laws in this world. If you want to be truly immortal, stay young forever, and become a god in one step, of course, you have to pay the corresponding price! ”
"I see!" Charlotte thought to herself, "It seems that this price is too great, so big that even if it is as strong as Nicola Maelmay, he will not dare to use it!" ”
"Clever!" Voldemort turned his head and said to them in a low voice, "It's not that big!" If you want to be truly immortal, all you need to do is sacrifice the souls and flesh of 10,000 adult wizards! If converted to Muggles, you only need to multiply that number by a hundred......"
"You demon!" The Savior's lips trembled and he cried out, obviously terrified.
Murder and sacrifice are two different things. Sacrifice is tens, if not hundreds, times more vicious than killing a person directly.
However, although the dragon does not care about the reptile at his feet, if the reptile always wants to challenge the dragon, he will not hesitate to kill the ant.
"Shut up, Potter!" Interrupted, Voldemort looked at Harry Potter with glowing red eyes.
The savior was like falling into an ice cave in an instant, his whole body was cold, his blood seemed to be unable to flow, and his thoughts seemed to stop working. Charlotte waved her wand in her hand, and a warm glow instantly melted into Harry's body, like sunlight dispelling the haze, allowing him to gradually ease.
The Dark Lord raised an eyebrow and was noncommittal to Charlotte's movements: "The famous savior Potter! What a great title! Isn't it nice to step on my bones?
The most ridiculous thing is that the person who received this title turned out to be a baby. You are under the protection of your parents! Do you know how your parents begged me on their knees to save your life? ”
"Shut up!" The Savior's face flushed, he absolutely did not believe that his parents would beg Voldemort.
"How touching that was," Voldemort said in a low voice, "I remember vividly that your parents were very brave!" I will kill your father first, but he will die rather than give in, and fight me bravely. However, your mother used a long-lost magic to save your life. Don't you want to know who gave it to her?
How did a Muggle-born girl with a mediocre level of talent get the magic that could reflect forbidden spells? ”
Looking at Harry Potter, who couldn't help himself and clenched his fists, Voldemort screamed, "It's Dumbledore!" Your mother didn't have to die! She used the magic Dumbledore gave him to save you, the child of fate! Your whole family has fallen into Dumbledore's trap and been toyed with by him! ”
“NO!” Harry Potter's eyes were red, and he didn't believe every word the Dark Lord said, "Broken bones!" ”