The monster's cry came to an abrupt end when the spell fell.

Along with the white bear, the two suddenly exploded, the bones tumbled, and the blood flew sideways. Their flesh and blood float in mid-air in defiance of the laws of physics, suspended quietly and motionlessly.

This was followed by a second spell falling from above.

The pure white incantation was like an invisible, sharp needle, sewing together the flesh, bones, blood vessels, and internal organs of two different creatures.

The blood meets, the fur reassembles, and everything goes on silently in the air.

Ranko looked at the crazy blonde man on the side.

In his eyes, the whites of his eyes gradually turned black, and the magic mirror of Akroydes delicately swept across the mirror.

Abraxas's body is already covered with pus-filled blisters, and soon he will be transformed into a curse that is complete, and life is worse than death.

Although Ranko didn't see it specifically, he had experience using this kind of curse against other people, and he could still think of the situation after being cursed.

This curse is not only on the surface, but also on the inside, and the whole body will fester, and it will undoubtedly be tormented every minute of the curse for the person who is cursed.

"It wouldn't have had such a strong effect, at most it would make the person under the spell fester, but it would also cause people to have a high fever, delirium, and death would not be so painful."

But who called you my dear?

Ranko shook his leg dangling in mid-air, and his wand struck the resurrection stone in his hand without a beat.

Bloodline not only determines the connection between two otherwise unrelated people, but can sometimes be used as a means of spreading curses, or even greatly enhancing the power of curses.

Running to him, trying to break in, is tantamount to digging your own grave.

At Hogwarts, Ranko's Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts grades were better than Abraxas's.

Later, the then Dean of Slytherin opened a small stove, and there were all kinds of magical knowledge in the forbidden book area to fill in frantically and the existence of functional golden fingers, and in just twenty years, Ranko's magic level was close to those wizards at the top of the world.

His brother, why should he fight him?

It can't be said that Abraxas doesn't work hard enough, but he's clearly better at socializing and dealing with pure-blood families. And Ranko can't do it, this kind of annoying interpersonal relationship makes him just want to give a few spells to those little Nizi who don't have a normal head.

An extrovert, who has enough patience for anyone and anything, at least on the surface, coupled with good looks and family, this is much better than Ranko, who was a little gloomy at the time, although his grades were very good, but his popularity was not enough to match at all.

This may have been one of the reasons for the subsequent disagreement.

Sighing, Ranko looked at Abraxas to the side.

Although he knew that this was just a remnant of memories created by the Resurrection Stone, he couldn't help it...... I want to beat him.

Which tendon in my brain is going to steal the position of the head of the house, and those old things on the side will really put on my head.

The main family and the separate family, the direct line and the collateral line, the Malfoy family has a big business, but the descendants are almost all in the same line, except for his father, Yin Sam Malfoy, who has two sons, almost every generation is a single seedling.

This began to be the case after the Malfoy family developed on the side.

Needless to say, most of their ancestors were old Malfoys from a long time ago, and they couldn't control the trouble they caused outside.

The Malfoy family will naturally take care of the children born to these people, but even if the children return to the family, it is impossible to step into the Malfoy Manor even one step.

At that time, the housewife was already very magnanimous without killing them, and the descendants must be the children of the housemother, even if they are gifted children in the side line, they can only unconditionally obey the arrangements of the descendants.

There must be dissatisfaction, self-effort and talent have not been brought into play, and they cannot get the same treatment, so they can only helplessly follow the oppression of the bloodline, and it is only a matter of time before they rise up.

What I didn't expect was that the old immortals would make a fuss about him and Abraxas.

It is absolutely inadmissible to rashly kill the heirs of the master's family, and those old immortals are not so bold, but they are divided, the feelings between brothers are separated, and the matter of fighting for more benefits for themselves is not left behind.

"So this kind of thing is really a poison that people can't help but be fascinated by."

Seeing that the fusion below the cliff was nearing its end, Ranko turned his wand at Abraxas to the side.

"Now, do you really think that I will steal your place, do you really think that my father and mother will change the heir for my sake?"

After saying that, without waiting for Abraksas to answer, Ranko then said to himself, "Of course, the answer doesn't matter anymore. ”

He knew that the answer was meaningless, but unfortunately it had long been meaningless.

Abraxas is dead, and the old immortals will never be able to bounce back under the suppression of Lucius Malfoy.

And the time converter can't save the fool.

"But why did you send yourself to die? I don't remember you having this hobby. ”

Ranko is proficient in the dark arts, and it is impossible for Abraxus, who is his brother, not to know it, but he is determined to break in, and he really thinks that he can put those curses on his own?

Courage is commendable, but I really can't figure it out.

Ranko shook his head, and he didn't think about things that he couldn't figure out, how many people in this world could figure it out.

Blocking out the sound of the afterimage, Ranko held his right hand lightly and pulled upward, as if grasping something.

Then, a huge, strange and not like a bear, as if two lives had been forcibly put together, appeared beside Ranko.

"It seems that it is more than enough as a carrier of living corpses."

This monster who wanted to rebel died a well-deserved death.

The wand touched Abraxas's body, and the afterimage quickly twisted and collapsed, condensing into a sphere at the tip of the wand.

Ranko glanced at the puzzle monster on the side and sighed in surprise.

"The soul hasn't dissipated yet? It's really tenacious. ”

The monster with four eyes, thick limbs and bamboo-like arms under the joints, and countless traces of fur on its body looked at Ranko, and the fierce light and hatred in its eyes almost reached its peak.

In my mind, there are two consciousnesses that are snatching control of this nondescript body, one consciousness is the white bear consciousness that has been frightened and instinctively wants to escape, and the other consciousness is the monster consciousness that knows that it can't run away at all, pointing to the monster consciousness that fights for his life.

There is no difference between the two of them at the soul level and the spiritual level, so you often go back and forth in seizing the control of this corpse, but because the spells are stuck to each other, the body can't care about each other at the same time, so now the action of hitting yourself from time to time looks extremely funny.

"Okay, okay, don't fight anymore."

Ranko chuckled at the corners of his mouth, his fingers tapping lightly on its head.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt."

With that, the monster's body, which had mixed two bodies to barely reach the minimum standard of a living corpse, began to tremble violently.

The monster that was pulled out of the book by Ranko was frightened, and it suppressed the white bear's consciousness, but could not escape the spell that controlled it.

It knows, it's dead.

No one can escape from this monster, this madman......

When Ranko's index finger tapped on the forehead of the white bear's head, two consciousnesses were pulled out by him.

The white light slowly withdrew from the wand, and Ranko stared at the tangled threads of his fingertips, chuckled, and waved them away.

The lines that symbolize consciousness and soul are helpless, as if they have lost their support and dissipated into the air.

The trembling monster's body fell silent.

And the small round ball that gathered the afterimage followed the wand, passed through the skull, and was forced into the body by Ranko.

"Record."

The automatic quill on the side started again.

The monster's body, which had barely reached the minimum standard of a living corpse, had barely reached the minimum standard of a living corpse by mixing two bodies, began to tremble again.

Ranko didn't care, and said to himself what he observed.

When there was a touch of blood in the cloudy eyes of the living corpse, Ranko did not hesitate to take the soul and take the deception.

"Perfect, very perfect."

Looking at the monster in front of him, Ranko couldn't help but stand up and squeeze the resurrection stone in his hand.

"It seems that the afterimage summoned by the Resurrection Stone can indeed replace normal souls and play a driving role in the creation of Yin Corpses and Living Corpses."

Monsters, ordinary animals, and the afterimage of a man in the book.

The result of these three being mixed together is the creation of something that unconsciously creates a new school of weirdness.

Durmstrang is a great place to be.

He sighed silently, this was the right place.

Ranko then took a camera out of his pocket and took a few pictures of the monster as a keepsake.

Then he continued his research, including his latest exposure to the 'materialization' of the curse analysis from the school's will, and time passed silently.

After taking out his dark gold pocket watch and looking at the time on it, Ranko took the research report full of four sheets of vellum and put it in his pocket along with the quill.

"This new type of materialized curse equipped with a resurrection stone will work wonders."

The Materialization Curse can transform nothing, conceptual things into entities, and the will of the school can be recruited, which means that the kind of substance summoned by the Resurrection Stone can also be materialized.

That's a big discovery, and if you use both......

That is the true resurrection.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Ranko's mouth deepened.

"But the Resurrection Stone does hide something small, and the same goes for the Materialization Curse, and its negative effects can't be transferred through name magic, even if I can't afford to use it multiple times."

Holding the Resurrection Stone, Ranko looked at the monster that had turned into a puddle of thick water and shook his head.

After letting the surrounding snow cover the pus and hide the traces, Ranko looked into the distance.

"It's really unexpected......"

"yes, Grindelwald."

There was a sudden silence all around, as if even the wind had frozen.

Ranko took the Resurrection Stone and looked at the mountains in the distance, his voice unusually calm.

"After watching it for so long, aren't you going to talk to me about your feelings?"

'Huh. ’

It was a somewhat green pheasant, but it didn't hide its arrogant voice.

It rang directly in Ranko's head.

I didn't expect anyone to find it until now, and it seems that the quality of Durmstrang's students is really not as good as the previous one. ’

"Yes, they're pretty useless, they can't even deal with dragons and water ghosts, what have they learned in the past few years."

Ranko is also sighing, "This is really no life experience, I think at my age I can already play with a giant's head with my bare hands." ”

The voice in his head paused, as if he was startled by the words of the person in front of him.

Wait, what's that?

At this age?

'You ......'

"So what are you? Horcruxes? Or is it a remnant of consciousness? Oh no, you don't need to tell me, let me guess. ”

Ranko's voice overshadowed the voice.

"Let me guess, well, Grindelwald hid you in the Resurrection Stone, and you transferred to me through contact."

He pursed his lips, and his voice was gentle and affirmative: "It's not a Horcrux, I know the dark magic that made Horcruxes...... With a little skill, it is possible to cut off a part of an inconsequential soul, like a puppet. ”

"You use the Resurrection Stone as a carrier, and when there is a problem with the body, your inconsequential souls will use the strangeness of the Resurrection Stone to replenish the soul, and then they will quietly occupy the holder's body to achieve the purpose of resurrection, right?"

The voice fell silent.

'I ......'

"I'm not done yet, don't worry, Mr. Grindelwald."

Ranko said faintly.

Sure enough, compared to the white hair he saw, this Grindelwald who was still in his youth was much easier to deal with.

But I don't know if it's a bit of a big psychological gap, and when he found out that this soul quietly burrowed into his head, he was still a little regretful.

That's it, that's it.

It's useless, Grindelwald, I've thought about it so much and you're showing me this, I've been waiting for it for so long.

Ranko's smile grew softer.

"You want to silently invade my body, change my mind, and prepare for your resurrection, but you perceive the presence of Occlumency."

"Occlumency, which can effectively block the invasion of external forces, and this replacement of the soul will definitely cause the obstruction of Occlumency."

"I guess the next thing you're going to say is that I'm going to send you out, and then you're going to tell me a lot of secrets that you know, like how to make resurrection stones, or a lot of fun little spells?"

The voice closed its mouth.

All-in, but ......

"There must be a back hand on the resurrection stone." Ranko pinched the Resurrection Stone and slowly held it up in front of his eyes.

"That strange resonance emotion? You don't have to worry about that, even if I've been in contact with it long enough, if I notice something wrong with my Occlumency, I'll immediately adjust myself to keep strange things from getting into the depths of my mind. ”

A certain white hair that was excluded from Occlumency: ......

"So there's anything else you'd like to ask? Mr. Grindelwald, if not, I'm going to clean up some of the little garbage in my head. ”

He doesn't say what this little garbage is.

Sensing Ranko's intentions, the voice suddenly said:

'You're really not curious, how are the Resurrection Stones made?' ’

He looked at it for a long time and realized that the one in front of him was obviously only eight. The nine-year-old man has an extremely deep magical attainment, and it is impossible for him to be indifferent to the process of making the resurrection stone.

As long as there is something to talk about, it is easy to do.

"Curious, of course curious."

Ranko lowered his eyes and said.

'Then I can tell you everything I know, but you have to make me successfully parasitize on other people, and I will tell you some secrets of the school, which contain what I left behind, in exchange for the Resurrection Stone, how about it?' ’

"Sounds attractive."

'If that's ......'

"Nonsense." Ranko seemed to think of something and interrupted Grindelwald.

He smiled and said, "Clean you up, and then force the Dementor to take the mind, aren't those still mine?" ”

"So, why should I risk the appearance of a Dark Lord, a dangerous individual, to trade with you?"