Chapter 903： ? Vicna did 3

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Finally, Allen, who was no longer affected by Voldemort ’s potion and the mansion ’s happy water, picked up the old wand seized from Dumbledore ’s hand. From the appearance, the brown elder wand was about 15 inches long. Going up and down, Allen's hand slipped over its six raised skeletal joints, and the silver metal ring linked in the middle was cold and cold, and Allen held it and shook it gently.

"Old wand has great magic power, and it is also the least ruthless and cruel wand. It has no loyalty to its owner and only considers the ability of the witch wizard. Therefore, to truly conquer it, you must defeat its original wand. Master. "The old wand turned around in Allen's hands." It has a long and **** history. The wizard has to fight and murder to get it. The killing is almost inevitable. "

"That's why Bleach is using it to make people fight." Luna frowned and narrowed her neck after nodding her head.

"Ironically, it doesn't have to be so cruel at all," except your weapon "is enough." Alan raised her hand to Luna and made an inviting gesture.

Then, Alan raised the old wand in his hand. As Luna cast the spell, the old wand was flying like a huge force, flying out in a spiral, just when it was about to hit the wall, Luna used a flying charm to make it quickly change direction and fell into Luna's hands-she sniffed a little, and finally felt relieved when she didn't smell anything.

Looking at Luna who is playing with the old wand, Alan thought of the nightmare illusion he had just seen. He hesitated and asked out the confusion in his heart: "Luna, in fact I have always cared but I didn't ask ... If we solve the death ... what will you do? Become the new death? "

"I don't know, maybe ..." The old wand turned a circle in Luna's hands and dropped her gaze back to Allen's face. She sighed: "It's not clear that I haven't been a true **** ... Allen, from all tonight From the beginning of the plan to now, I feel that the power of death is beyond my original imagination. He seems to have detected it in advance. I always feel that there is an invisible power that chokes my throat, makes my breathing difficult, and the back of my neck is also old It feels weird cold wind ... Our primary goal now is to deal with death ... "

Alan stared at Luna for a moment, her tone was somewhat helpless: "That's because the sweater inside you is reversed"

"Oh ..." Luna tugged at the collar of her reverse sweater, then stared at the silent Allen and smiled. "Do you have any laxatives that Dumbledore took?"

"Don't even think about it!"

In the middle of the night, in the dark night, Hogwarts was silent all around, and the little wizards in the castle were still immersed in their sleep, and there were slow footsteps in the wide corridor. Harry helped Dumbledore finally swim out of the range where anti-phantom dislocation was prohibited, and returned to Hogwarts.

Coming to the door of Professor Snape's office, he clutched Dumbledore's arm tightly, and almost all of Dumbledore's weight weighed on Harry.

Harry raised his hand to knock on the door of Snape's office, but the door suddenly opened, and Allen and Luna appeared in front of Harry and Dumbledore, pale and lifeless, holding each other.

The eyes of the four people met, and they were very surprised.

"Principal Dumbledore, Harry, good evening?" Allen's eyes fell on Dumbledore leaning on Harry, making a look of surprise, and asked for some reason, "Principal Dumbledore, are you okay, What are you guys? "

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Dumbledore relied on Harry's hand to stop his answer, and then Dumbledore twitched weakly and said, "I drank a little unhealthy drink ... you guys What's wrong?"

Luna suddenly opened her mouth round and hit a loud hiccup.

"That's a coincidence ... We were too much Muggle sodas and we weren't very well, so we came to Professor Snape and got some potions ..." In the surprised eyes of Harry and Dumbledore, Allen pointed behind him. Room, "Professor Snape hasn't rested yet, hurry in."

After talking, Alan smiled at Harry and walked out of the door with Luna, and Dumbledore looked puzzled. He could n’t help but wonder that he had n’t explained the correctness of the guess to Harry before-he was a little skeptical. Allen, but it does n’t seem to be a fake to see the status of the two ... But they are not comfortable, not to go to the school medical office but to come to Severus, the symptoms look similar to their own ... This makes Dumbledore wonder. Bigger.

Before closing the door, Harry heard Alan complaining weakly to Luna: "The next time you have to 'clean yourself up' at least!"

At this time, deep in the deep forest of Albania, in the underground grottoes, some rough megalithic fireplaces were burning with a raging fire, and the fire light illuminated this wide hall.

The hall was full of silent Death Eaters, who watched Voldemort in the middle of the Hall diligently. From their cautious expressions, it seemed that everyone was worried that they would anger their particularly grumpy masters in recent days. .

Without hair, a man like a snake holds a piece of parchment in his hand, and his expression seems to be eased against the jumping fire.

"Your group of waste is better than a little witch." A high voice sounded in the room.

The Death Eaters in the room hung their heads lower, and the giant stone door turned, carrying a tray with several things, and the overly dressed Lucius Malfoy strode in. The hall eased this awkward silence.

Voldemort turned around, his shiny red eyes staring at Lucius Malfoy's approach.

"Lucius, come here." Voldemort pointed to a position in front of him, and Lucius' eyes glanced over Bellatrix Lestrange, who bulged behind Voldemort's abdomen, and walked to the designated position. On the go, most of the eyes of the people in the room followed him, and Voldemort first spoke to him: "Tell this group of waste what good news you brought back."

"Master, I succeeded in discovering the hand of Vicna in that ancient ruin, and brought it back." Lucius handed a glass-covered box on the tray to Voldemort with both hands respectfully.

Voldemort lifted the lid of the box and focused his gaze on the dry man's hand, which was covered by a cushioned glass cover engraved with complex magic patterns.

"Master ... This hand can't touch directly ..." Lucius stepped forward to remind, "We died three people ... They were frozen into ice by one, and two of them were sucked away and all their vitality became corpses. . "

Voldemort didn't take Lucius's reminder ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He put this box on the side table, tapped his pale right hand with his wand, cast a protective spell for himself, he opened it The glass cover directly picked up the withered man ’s hand, and the cursed black gas instantly entangled him, spreading upwards on his arm, but there was a deep research on the curse, and it had been protected in front of Voldemort, these Black gas can only stay on the surface of the skin, and can't get into Voldemort's flesh.

"Lucius, it's a good job, it's the real thing ..." Voldemort's red eyes flashed, his lips without lips twisted into a weird smile, and he put Vicana's hand back on the mat, entangled in his hand The black gas on the back instantly retreated, and Voldemort turned his big pallid hand like a spider, "Vicna is one of the two wonders made with his own body, a very precious magic item , But it ’s a pity that you need to cut off your hand before you can put it on ... It ’s a bit useful for research. ”

"Master ... three pieces ..." Lucius picked up a few slabs from the tray and whispered to remind the mysterious man's attention. "I also found some documents in the ruins. Vicna seemed to have palms and eyes apart. In addition, after becoming an undead creature, he used his heart to make the third ... "

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