Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

Natasha wiped the blood from her face and tasted it with her tongue.

"No one has been able to hurt me for a long time. It seems that I still underestimated you wizards."

"Who are you?" Louis walked up to Astoria. The opponent's fighting style was very similar to that of Joshua Perkins who appeared in the Quidditch World Cup before. Neither of them used wands, only relying on their hands.

You can cast spells from afar.

But relatively speaking, her strength is still a little worse than Perkins.

"We have met before, Louis Wiggins." Natasha moved her steps, with a hint of maturity in her tone.

"I think you should be very impressed by the old Gaunt house a few months ago."

"So you are here for me." Louis said calmly. He was chatting with his opponent while observing her actions.

The battle at Gaunt's old house was still fresh in his memory. If Dumbledore hadn't arrived at the end, he couldn't guarantee how long he would have been able to hold on to his opponent.

"Yes, to be specific, I just want something in your hand." Natasha pointed at Louis, which made him tense up, and he immediately thought of what the other person needed.

"Why, in terms of emotion and reason, it is useless to you."

"Useless to me? That should have been mine!" Natasha suddenly became angry, "That is the symbol of my Gaunt family, and you outsiders will only tarnish it!"

"The Gaunt family? What is your relationship with the Gaunt family?" Louis continued to ask. In his image, the only Gaunt family member still alive in the world is a half-dead Voldemort.

"Shut up, you have too many questions." Natasha was obviously impatient with waiting, "Either you hand it over in person, or I come and get it myself."

"Sorry, I'll choose the third one." Louis suddenly pointed his wand, and a ball of blue flame turned into a huge palm, and he pushed hard in Natasha's direction.

He also learned this magic from that ancient book. It is extremely destructive. The disadvantage is that it requires a long time to accumulate power.

The forest-blue flaming palm exploded one meter away from Natasha's eyes, sparking a fire that filled the sky. The dead grass and trees around her were tainted with the power of the flame and instantly turned into a ball of charcoal.

Natasha's clothes were a little damaged, her eyes were closed tightly, and her hair was messy in the air.

"Louis?" Astoria looked at him nervously.

"careful!"

Astoria's back was to Natasha, so when the girl opened her eyes, she raised her hand and pointed in their direction.

Louis didn't have time to think too much, he picked up Astoria and made a 180-degree turn, and Natasha's magic happened to fall on Louis.

A strong thought rushed straight into his brain, and he felt that all his thoughts were leaving him, and his body seemed to be out of his control.

Then, there was a voice in my mind, like a whisper.

"Hand over the ring...Give me the ring..."

Following that voice, Louis' body slowly walked towards Natasha. The moment he walked out of the first footprint, another voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Why give it to her? You risked your life to get it..."

"give it to me.."

"No, absolutely not!" The voice gradually became firmer in his mind, "This is your own thing, why should you give it to her."

"Give it to me! Quick!"

Louis squatted on the ground in pain, the two voices in his mind kept arguing and fighting.

"Louis!" Astoria hugged the somewhat ferocious-looking boy.

"Go...go quickly..." He used his remaining sanity to stop Astoria, but Natasha used one of the three unforgivables, the Imperius Curse.

He didn't know how long he could resist. He was afraid that if he was controlled by Natasha, he would hurt Astoria around him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a strong resistance." Natasha sneered, "Do you realize it? This is the magic that your wizards learned from us."

"But I'm curious about where your bottom line is."

Natasha put her hand into a fist, and an extreme pain deep in her soul suddenly burst out of Louis' body from the inside out.

The pain of the body comes from oneself, but the torture of the soul is even more unacceptable, and the source of the pain cannot be found at all. It is like ants gnawing at the soul body mercilessly, like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

Layers of cold sweat continued to break out. He huddled on the ground, feeling no sensation from the outside world at all, only the black hole coming from inside and the constant stinging pain.

Natasha's smile continued to widen, and she increased the strength of her hands. However, just when she was complacent, an extremely powerful and domineering voice suddenly rushed out from Louis' body.

"The little tricks of the ghost family dare to do anything in front of me, Slytherin, get out of here!"

Natasha's expression changed, as if she had suffered some backlash, a stream of blood burst out of her mouth, her petite body held onto the trees next to her, and she stared at Louis in disbelief.

After Natasha's offensive receded, Louis' whole body suddenly relaxed, and the surrounding feeling gradually returned to his own. He put his hands on the ground and gasped for air, staring at Natasha.

At the same time, Natasha seemed to have been hit hard. She rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground.

As if it was a backlash effect, such a picture suddenly appeared in Louis' mind.

"I beg you, don't hurt Elise, just kill me..."

It was a woman kneeling on the ground begging to a middle-aged man who looked older.

"Don't kill her? Let this filthy bastard ruin the reputation of our Gaunt family?" The middle-aged man mercilessly sneered at the woman, "Get out of here, you disgusting Muggle, I really don't know why.

How could Fin fall in love with Muggles?"

"I beg you, she is your granddaughter too."

"Really? In my opinion, it's not the case. Don't touch me, you beast." The middle-aged man took the woman's hand away in disgust.

"You only have yourself to blame, little guy. Our Gunter family has never allowed any bastard to appear who would tarnish our bloodline."

I saw the man pull out his wand, and then with a woman's scream, the screen was filled with green light, and then nothing.

.....

"Louis! Louis!"

Astoria's anxious voice entered Louis' mind, and then he slowly opened his heavy eyelids.

It was evening, and the starry night sky filled his eyes. Then with Astoria's help, he gradually stood up.

"Natasha, how is she?"

"Her?" Astoria looked at the unconscious Russian girl with some suspicion.

"I know what you're going to say, Astoria, but that's not her." Louis couldn't explain Natasha's situation, but it was also the one that Astoria could understand best.

The two of them walked slowly to Natasha's side. After a while, the girl opened her eyes, with a trace of confusion and confusion in her eyes.

"Where is this? Huh? Brothers and sisters, why are you here?"