Chapter 1240

"Harry, it's OK. Wake up, wake up!"

In the blur, the voice of Vaseline rings in Harry's ears, which makes Harry's brain obtain a short period of clarity, just like a force. Harry struggles hard, and his mouth emits a painful groan.

He's Harry Harry, not Voldemort

Harry's mind kept repeating, black fog, blood red python, and Voldemort's Scarlet eyes

"I I'm not... "

It was like waking up from a nightmare. Harry sat up, gasping, and the air sucked into his chest like a needle in pain.

"Harry," he said, looking at Harry with concern. In fact, he was stronger than Harry, and van Lin was stronger. Nagini didn't let him break a few bones like Harry.

But not much better, there is no way to avoid bone fracture, because of the violent shock caused by internal bleeding has also brought a lot of trouble to Vaseline.

"Do you feel Are you ok? " Then Hermione came up and asked with concern.

"Yes," said Harry, startled by his own voice, "I feel Fortunately... "

Now that the three of them are back in the tent, Harry is lying on the bunk, covered in blankets.

Vaseline sat next to him, and the blood had been removed from the corners of his mouth. However, the bandage tightly wrapped around van Lin's upper body startled Harry, because Harry noticed that the position of van Lin's left abdomen was red.

For a moment, Harry remembered.

The snake It was attacking itself, and then Fanlin rushed up to stop it, but was pulled out by the snake's tail, and a wooden thorn penetrated through

"How are you..." Harry wanted to sit up nervously, but the next sharp pain made Harry realize the reality.

The two of them It's almost miserable, isn't it.

"Oh, don't worry..." Fanlin struggled to say that it was not very good to be strangled by Nagini. Even if it was supported by bones, Fanlin felt that his chest was still a little collapsed.

Hermione choked in a low voice, as if afraid to disturb the two of them.

Harry judged from the surrounding silence and the light from the top of the canvas tent that it was almost dawn. He was sweating all over, even on the sheets and blankets.

"We escaped."

"Yes," said Fanlin. "Hermione used the Hover Charm to put you on the bed. I'm sorry, I can't pick you up, because that's how Hermione got me in When you came back, you fell into a coma. I drank the awesome medicine, but I couldn't confirm the effect. Hermione just helped you to deal with the wound. "

Harry noticed that his body was also covered with white bandages, just like a piece of clothing, which made Harry a little breathless.

"Stop it," Hermione came up with a handful of tears. She had a sponge stained with blood in her hand. Obviously, Hermione was helping him with the dirty blood.

"You were ill," said Hermione, lowering her head. "Very ill."

"When did we leave there?"

"A few hours ago, it's almost morning." Van Lin said, "he didn't catch up..."

"Did you see him, too?"

"No," said Vaseline, "but magic doesn't fake. It's the magic he left behind."

"Well Did I just Out of mind? " Harry tried to ask.

"Not exactly," Hermione said with difficulty, "you've been yelling or moaning or..."

The tone of Hermione's voice made Harry feel very uneasy.

What did he just do? Scream out a spell like Voldemort, or howl like a baby in a pram?

"Sorry, Harry..." "You know, your mood is very unstable. I'm afraid he may follow your thinking, so I have to wake you up."

"I should thank you, Fanlin..." Harry said, "if it wasn't for you, I'm afraid..."

"So, what do you see?"

"The valley He... " Harry's words stopped here, but from the expression on Harry's face, van Lin could probably tell what Harry had seen.

It was the night the Potters were killed, and it should have been Voldemort's first view.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to..."

"Never mind, Harry You don't have to apologize to me... "

"But it's really my fault. We shouldn't go to Godric valley. It's my fault. It's all my fault. Van Lin, Hermione I Sorry... "

"It's not your fault! I want to go, too. I really thought Dumbledore had put his sword there for you Said Hermione."Yes, well We got it wrong, didn't we? "

" Harry, what happened? What happened when you two went up the stairs? Is the snake hiding somewhere? Does it come out right away, bite her and attack you? "

"Bashida is the snake Or the snake is her It's all the same. " Fanlin said helplessly. In fact, he didn't wake up for a long time. The injury made Fanlin's spirit become trance, and even couldn't exert his magic.

"Why What? " Hermione said in disbelief.

Harry closed his eyes a little.

Now he can still smell bashida's house in himself, which makes the whole thing terrifying.

"Bashida must have been dead for some time. The snake is Inside her. Mysterious man put it in Godric Valley waiting for us, Fanlin You're right. He knows I'll go back

"Snake in her body?"

Harry opened his eyes again. Hermione looked disgusted and disgusted.

"There's magic in the world that we can't imagine." "What's more, the snake is perfectly hidden, just like a living person. Maybe Voldemort used some magic to pull Nagini out of the past time and revive with bashida's flesh and blood..."

It made Harry feel a chill. He thought of the snake coming out of his body, but Hermione didn't need to know that much.

"Yes, she transformed into a snake and attacked us." He looked down at the wound. "Fanlin wants to stop it, but its power is amazing. Fortunately, it doesn't want to kill us, it just drags on and waits for the arrival of the mysterious man."

Harry's head began to swell and ache, and the bad feeling became more and more profound. Sometimes Harry couldn't tell who he was, Harry Potter Or Voldemort?

"So, that's Nagini?"

"I'm sure." "I can't think of anything worth Voldemort's magic beyond Nagini," said Vaseline

"But It was not killed by you, you said, with the calendar fire incantation Under the calendar fire mantra, it should be dead

"So, that's where I have a headache," Van Lin said bitterly. "Voldemort has finished him, a successful experiment..."

"Experiment?"

"That's right." Van Lin nodded, and Harry noticed the roll of parchment in Van Lin's hand.

"This is it Although I haven't fully understood what Voldemort made in the Ministry of magic, in general, I have understood... " "Now, Voldemort has the ability to plunder life from the past, which may require some medium, because the magic is born out of the resurrection of bones, but Voldemort is still alive, and Nagini, as his vehicle in Albania, is not difficult to do."

"Resurrection?" Harry opened his mouth wide. "But This Why? "

"Maybe it was an experiment." "Nagini is not the end of the line. He may want something else," Van Lin said

"Die..." Hermione quickly covered her mouth, for the power of the magic, Hermione some difficult to accept.

No wizard has ever done it. Even in simple creatures, maybe the wizard can transform it into something like undead, but he has never said that any creature can live completely, especially the change from nothing.

This is beyond the scope of magic, just like you can never create anything empty handed, because this itself is unreasonable, whether in terms of space and time, and it also involves life.

"What do you want to say, Hermione?"

"I mean It's only God I mean... " Hermione was a little incoherent. "It's crazy. I can't imagine it."

"So..." Harry hesitated. "I talked to Dumbledore, you know, van Lin, we initially suspected that Nagini might be Voldemort's Horcrux, but you killed it..."

"What do you want to say?"

"Now he's alive..." Harry recalled the blood red figure, the thick snake tail

"Do you think Voldemort will make Nagini a Horcrux?"

"I don't know, at least not now." "But I think it's possible, after all, that nargini is of great significance to Voldemort, and a sign that he completely asked for death..."

"So, seven Horcruxes now?" Harry asked.

Van Lin was a little stunned. "What do you know, Harry?"

"I just think that Nagini should be a Horcrux, and with heffpav's gold cup, there's another unknown..."

"Unknown?"

"Yes, I may have felt it..." Harry said, "in a cave, different from the place where regullus was buried, I mean, for a moment, I was there, but I was soon expelled, and I promise, I wasn't Voldemort.""That's eight I mean, seven Horcruxes? " Van Lin moved the corner of his mouth and wanted to smile, but the pain from the wound made his face more pale.

"How are you?"

"It's OK. I've had potions." Said Fanlin.

"Oh, you should rest..." Harry felt the heat in his body, and Hermione took his bones back.

Now, as the drug evaporated, Harry felt better, and he struggled to sit up.

"Oh, Harry, don't move, you need a rest!"

"It's you who need a rest. I don't mean to offend, but you and van Lin look terrible. I'm fine now. I'm on duty. Where's my wand? "

Hermione didn't answer, just looked at him, which surprised Harry.

"Where is my wand, Hermione?"

She bit her lips and her eyes filled with tears.

"Harry..."

"Where is my wand?"

She fumbled around the bed and handed him the wand. The magic wand of winter green wood and Phoenix hair has almost become two sections. A fragile phoenix tail feather connects two segments, and the wood between the two segments has already completely split.

Harry held it in his hand and thought it was a creature that had been seriously injured. He couldn't think normally, and everything was blurred by panic and fear.

He handed the wand to Hermione: "please fix it for me."

"Harry, I think, when it breaks down like this..."

"Please fix it, Hermione. Try it!"

"Hui It's as good as ever Half of the wand was still swinging.

Harry raised "flash of light!" The wand gave a faint spark and then went out.

Harry pointed it at Hermione. "Except for your weapons!" Hermione's wand moved, but did not let go. The slight magic had exceeded the power of Harry's wand, and it broke in two.

He was staring at what he saw with a look of fright This wand from so many disasters

"Harry," Hermione said in a very low voice, and Harry could hardly hear her. "I'm very, very sorry. I think I did it. When we left, you know, the snake came up, so I recited an explosion mantra, which was played everywhere. I think it must be It must have hit... "

"It was an accident." Said Harry, drooping his head. He felt as if he had been completely hollowed out and almost fainted.

"We will We'll find a way to fix it... "

"Harry, I don't think we can fix it," said Hermione, tears streaming down her face. "Remember Remember Ron? He broke his wand when he hit his car. He can't fix it any more. He can only buy another one. "

Harry thought of Olivander, who had been taken hostage by Voldemort, and grigorovich, who was now dead. How could he find a new wand?

"You can use my wand for a while..." Van Lin was embarrassed and said, "although it may not be easy to use, but you can temporarily use it for self-defense. Dumbledore gave it to me. It's also holly, but it's the nerve of the dragon. It's hard 9.5 inches..."

"Oh, ok..." Harry, the mechanical responder, took the wand.

"Take it easy, Harry. My wand has been broken." Fanlin said, "if we can, we can make one, just like the magic wand I'm using now. You know, I'm a student of nicoleme."

Harry's eyes lit up. It seemed

"Good!" Harry said, trying to refresh himself. "Now Voldemort doesn't have to think about the effects of the twin wands."

"Anyway, he doesn't have his own wand, because he can't use his wand against you. That's good news, Harry. Maybe you can be surprised..."

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