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For so long, she hasn't found a single partner who supports her fight for the rights of house-elves. She had to start reflecting on whether her own solution really didn't work.

Only now, after listening to George's analysis, she didn't know. Not only will her approach not work, but it will have dire consequences.

"You're also kind, but good intentions don't mean good results. George said gently, "You can keep your good intentions." But you need to understand that you still know too little about the world, don't be too radical and do something big. ”

"Thank you, George, for the reminder that I didn't make a big mistake. Hermione nodded silently.

She looked apologetically at Ron and Harry, and said embarrassedly, "The guild you can't remember the name of is completely disbanded from now on. ”

Hearing the terrible consequences that her actions might bring, she had completely dispelled it and continued to maintain the mind of the House Elf Promotion Association.

"That's good. George smiled and said with satisfaction, "Everything has to be done step by step." To get started, we need to make the wizard understand that they don't need house-elves. ”

He said calmly, "Start with every wizard around us, so that they don't need house-elves. When house-elves are no longer attached to wizards, their freedom will follow. ”

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"Okay, it's late, let's go rest, we have to continue training tomorrow. ”

George looked at the time, and it was not early. He didn't intend to continue the conversation, he picked up the locket and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Go back to the bedroom and close the door.

George tapped his finger on the mysterious magic array on the wall.

The starry array of magical texts, the ever-changing symbols, seemed to come to life, spreading from the walls to the entire house.

He stepped on the ever-shifting runes of magic as if he were in a magical space.

The starry sky pouring down from the ceiling, and the magical runes on the ground and walls, build a mysterious and mysterious magical world.

George took out the Slytherin locket, which was restless, beating like a heart about to come to life.

The small lid of the locket popped open with a click. In the two small windows of the locket, two moving eyes blinked, and those eyes were dark and bright, flashing with a cunning look.

A voice hissed from the locket.

"I can see your heart, I can see your dreams. ”

George looked at the locket with a smile, "Try it, can you really see my heart?"

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars. The roaring voice read George's inner thoughts in a strange tone.

"And so. George continued.

"As a man, the most important thing is to be happy, if you are hungry or not, I will cook you a bowl of noodles. The roaring voice said in a weak tone.

"Go ahead and look at it again. George continued.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain......"

The roaring voice roared angrily, "You are teasing me, you dare to tease the great Voldemort." ”

"Well," George shrugged, "so you're not that stupid. ”

He took out a black gem as black as the universe and shining like a star, and said something in his mouth.

The two eyes in the locket immediately became hazy and illusory, and the roaring voice immediately shouted, "I can give you strength...... I can give you wealth..... I can give you youth ......"

The corners of George's eyes rose slightly, ignoring the voice's words, and continued to chant the incantation.

Then, a cold, miserable black smoke rose from the locket, and as soon as the black smoke came out of the locket, it was sucked into the black gem.

George tossed aside the Slytherin locket and took out a black gemstone ring, which was Marvolo's heirloom, a ring set with a resurrection stone.

He continued to do so, muttering words and puffing out a cold cloud of black smoke from the ring.

......

casually tossed aside the heirloom ring of the Marvolo family.

In a trance, George appeared in a dark hall.

The hall was pitch black, as black as ink, and there was no sound in the fingers, like a secret room in a dark crypt where monsters were imprisoned.

"How many times do you want me to tell you?" said George, taking a slight step forward, absent-mindedly, "these little tricks are useless. ”

In the darkness, a dazzling green light passed by him, reflecting George's tall, muscular figure dressed in black.

Green light flashed past him, like a sharp arrow into the night, and before it could get far, it was swallowed up by inky darkness.

"What's the trick?"

He said lightly, with a wave of his arm, an invisible wave of qi spread from his body to all directions.

The moment he made his move, three dazzling green lights suddenly lit up, encircling him from three directions, leaving only a retreat in the rear.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

George did not retreat or advance, and a white light suddenly lit up on his body, and four silver mirrors appeared in front of him.

When, when, when, when.

The four silver mirrors that were struck were like rippling water, throwing more stones one after another, filling with more ripples.

Those attacks bounced back at a faster rate after they came into contact with the mirror.

Three muffled sounds.

It was as black as ink and began to shrink towards the center.

As the dark ink began to shrink, revealing the scene in the hall. A long, spacious hall with a high transparent ceiling is the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

The inky darkness continued to shrink, until it shrunk into three balls, revealing three figures lying on the ground.

A young man, with starry eyebrows and a handsome appearance, is the Tom Riddle of his youth.

The other, with the same handsome face, slightly taller, was also Tom Riddle from his youth.

The last one was a pale skeletal face, with two large eyes glowing scarlet, and two thin slits in the nostrils, flat like a snake's nose. It was Voldemort in middle age.

The youngest, Tom Riddle, recovered as soon as possible.

He ignored George, and instead turned into darkness again, and pounced on the two figures on the ground.

The dark ink was like a giant mouth, swallowing the two figures.

"Nice strategy. ”

George looked at the figure that was swallowed by the thick ink, and commented lightly.

"I didn't fight in the first place, but tried to unite other soul fragments to sneak attack me, and I had reservations in the sneak attack, and after failing, I immediately devoured other souls. ”

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