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Voldemort walked over slowly.

Van Lin was tempted to jump out and stop Voldemort, his bone wand shining with that erratic sheen.

"You should know that this is all in the past. The priest said slowly.

"But I care. Van Lin said, his eyes a little red.

"You have to keep a calm heart, otherwise you won't stand a chance in front of anyone. ”

"I can take him with me. ”

"Well, what about the thing you're talking about, there's a lot more to be guarded. The priest said.

Fan Lin was slightly stunned, and his originally trembling fist paused.

Voldemort continued, he took the lead in attacking Lin Qing, and what he did best was what he did best.

"Avada Kedavra!"

In fact, in order not to attract the attention of others, Voldemort used his magic to firmly lock an entire area long before casting the spell, otherwise, the magic power of an unforgivable spell would not have disturbed others.

That's the case, there wasn't any wizard coming out of the house at all, and the whole world seemed to save Lin Qing by herself.

Van Lin saw a mist of blood erupt from his mother's mouth, and then the spirit medium worn in his mother's hand shone brightly.

Van Lin saw what the death curse had shattered, and then his mother vanished.

The battle didn't last long, and with Voldemort taking the lead, it was just a simple collision between two spells.

Voldemort seemed surprised that he didn't see the Chinese woman's body for the first time.

But it didn't have any effect on him, his goal was not here, he just did it casually, like stepping on an ant, on the grounds that it interfered with his vision.

Van Lin knew very well what Voldemort had shattered, it was nothing more than a protective barrier, and it was impossible for Grandma to leave nothing.

However, Voldemort was so powerful that his death curse was almost impossible to resist.

In fact, there has always been a debate in the wizarding world about the death curse, and in the ordinary people's opinion, the three unforgivable curses are all irresistible.

But, obviously, as long as magic has enough analysis, then there is nothing that cannot be resisted.

More than this, Van Lin wanted to know more about what happened to his mother.

"I'm sorry, but my collection is only focused on this, I can't see anything more. ”

"Why did Voldemort kill my mother. Fan Lin said calmly, his fists clenched countless times, and then released, for the past things, naturally no one can do anything.

"There is no reason for this. "Perhaps Voldemort thinks your mother is obstructing his vision." ”

"Sight!" a kind of anger that bordered on unquenchability in Van Lin's heart was not interesting.

"In fact, your mother is the second to resist the curse of Avada's life. ”

"The first, it's Dumbledore. Van Lin said that during the confrontation, Dumbledore and Voldemort naturally had some friction of all kinds.

"However, Voldemort is so strong that he shattered your mother's Guardian Charm, and a portion of the light of death was transmitted to your mother, or rather, to you, to be exact. ”

"In my body?"

"Magic is all analyzable, a person who can completely deconstruct himself, there is no death in the first place, of course the superfluous things can be discharged, you should be able to understand. The priest said, looking at Voldemort, "Of course he can do it, otherwise one of the Horcruxes will be broken." ”

"But, I can't. Van Lin said.

"Yes, you can't. The priest nodded, "And the way to save you naturally needs to be a life-for-life method, to be honest, I can't quite understand why you survived, you have no ability to resist, so the Avada Curse is tantamount to a death sentence for you." ”

Van Lin was silent.

How he survived, he knew very well.

It's just that he hasn't explored his mother's past.

It can be said that he has been avoiding something, and there is a faint power that also restricts him from thinking too much.

It's an external factor, from the mother, or from the soul.

Perhaps in their eyes, Voldemort was invincible, at least not something he could overcome.

There is no doubt that this is a kind of protection for Van Lin. However, when events are restored, history is always bloody, like a cut wound, but it never heals.

"Do you need to finish reading?" asked the priest, who could now take Van Lin out at any time.

Van Lin looked at his former home with some blankness, which was not far from Harry's home, as if they had once lived on Privet Road.

This may have been another fate, and if Verlin hadn't survived, it would have been Mr. Al's.

Because she is the wife of a wizard, the wife who was killed by Voldemort.

However, now that Fan Lin is here, this fate will naturally be handed over to Fan Lin.

Compared to Mr. Al, Van Lin is much more suitable.

Mr. El was only a Muggle, and he could not do anything for the rest of his life, not even for his wife to erase the memory, or never see a wizarding figure again for the rest of his life.

Everyone has the same or different fate.

It's like a choice, to succumb to fate and then to follow fate in pursuit of that lowest arrangement.

Or, following the guidance of fate, constantly making decisions, here, it becomes a two-way choice.

It's like Harry and Voldemort, it's not a surefire story.

As for Van Lin......

"I need to finish it, sir. "I think I need to see it more clearly, I can't be unprepared, at least I need to see how he failed." ”

"Nick took in a good student, or, a very early choice, I guess what the ancestors left behind is not all mistakes, not to mention that this is the wizarding world. The priest said that he was glad that Van Lin had remembered what he had said before, and that it would save him a lot of trouble.

For Dumbledore, there had been too much change, and he didn't want more.

Before that, Dumbledore had made this very clear.

"Well, as you wish. The priest said, and with a slight pull of his hand, the scenery around him began to pass at an accelerated pace.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Priest. ”