harry potter book of crimes

Under the night, there is a dark world.

In the shadows that cannot be touched by the stars and the bright moon, dangerous power is gradually gathering.

The unknown fear is gathering momentum in the hands of the Dark Lord.

Just under a certain mountain cliff a few miles away from Hogwarts Castle, there is a wizarding village much smaller than Hogsmeade.

In this village, only five families live next to each other.

Here, they opened up several pastures and fields and lived a self-sufficient life. Although they have lived here for generations, there are not many descendants, so the number of residents here has not increased much.

It's just that after being here for a long time, a large cemetery was built for the burial of ancestors.

However, just tonight, in this small village that has always been quiet all year round, a group of dangerous elements with their heads covered appeared. The leader was actually a handsome young man.

"...Master, we have completely lost contact with the werewolves. No one can be found."

In that cemetery, the most central members sat in a circle, bowed respectfully to the young man in the circle, and reported the news of the recent captures one by one.

They had just completely wiped out five ordinary wizard families in the village. Under the influence of the spell, it was simply an invisible and traceless massacre.

At this moment, you can still see from a distance that the lights in several houses opposite the cemetery have been extinguished. The originally warm family now only has a strong smell of death left.

Outside those central members, dozens of ordinary wizard members also wearing cloaks were gathering together sporadically, silently waiting for the order to come.

And further away, there are even a few groups of non-wizards wandering aimlessly, such as those clumsy giant monsters, or... a huge giant snake.

"Don't worry about the werewolves, those guys are just like vampires, they are not reliable..." the young man said calmly, "Today's action is very important, no more failures are allowed - you all remember, what we have to do is still a test!

"

"…Proceed with caution, got it?"

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

The young man nodded slightly, and then turned his gaze to the starry sky above his head.

"The next step is to wait for the news..."

"Master, we are eager to know..." At this time, a deep voice suddenly asked, "I beg you to tell us...how you accomplished this...this miracle...and returned to us..."

"Ah, it's a long story, Lucius," the young man said with a slight smile. "The beginning - and the end - of this story are related to two boys - one of whom is still our current 'ally'

!”

He lazily walked to the outside, the eyes of the entire circle fell on him, and the big snake slowly crawled to his side.

"Of course you know, they say Harry Potter is my nemesis, right?"

The handsome young man said in a low voice, his eyes burning with black flames seemed to be looking into the hearts of everyone here, and the dark marks on everyone's bodies were beating like fire, making them almost scream.

"You all know that I wanted to kill him that night when I lost my magic and sex. His mother died trying to save him - inadvertently giving him some kind of protection that I admit I didn't expect.

Of… I can’t touch that boy.”

The young man stretched out a slender pale finger and brushed the cold fingertips from his temples, and a strange aura immediately rushed towards him.

The young man smiled, put down his finger, and continued to tell the surrounding members.

"Friends, I admit that I miscalculated. My spell was blocked by the woman's stupid sacrifice and bounced back to myself. Ah... the pain exceeded everything, friends, nothing can resist it. I was

Stripped of flesh, he is worse than a ghost, worse than the humblest wandering soul..."

"But I'm still alive! What I am, I don't know until now... I am the person who has gone further than anyone else on the road to immortality. You know my goal - to conquer death. Now I have been tested, see

At least one or two of the experiments that came to me worked... because I didn't die, even though the spell was fatal. However, I was as powerless as the weakest creature, unable to help myself... I had no body, and

Every spell that helps me requires the use of a wand..."

"I remember those days and nights when I couldn't sleep, and I just forced myself to live again and again every second... I hid in a remote forest and waited... My loyal Death Eaters must have

He will find a way to find me... There will definitely be someone who will use magic that I cannot cast on my own to give me back a body... But I waited in vain..."

The circle of members trembled again.

The young man allowed the terror to escalate in silence, and then continued: "I only have one magic power left, and I can possess it on others. But I dare not go to crowded places, because I know that Aurors are still looking for me everywhere.

"

"I sometimes possess animals - snakes are of course my favorite - but being in them is little better than being a mere ghost, because their bodies are not suitable for magic...and my possession shortens them

Their life span, they didn’t even live long..."

"Later...four years ago...there seemed to be hope for my resurrection. A young, stupid, gullible wizard walked into the forest where I settled, and I happened to bump into him."

"...Oh, that seemed to be my dream opportunity...because he was a teacher at Dumbledore's school...he was easily manipulated by me...he brought me back to this country, and later I possessed him, closely

Monitor him and guide him to carry out my orders. But my plan failed. I didn't steal the magic stone, so I couldn't guarantee immortality. I was foiled... This time it was foiled by another boy! It was almost.

!”

There was another moment of silence, without a trace of movement, even the yew leaves at the edge of the cemetery were still. The members remained motionless, with the shining eyes on their masks staring at the young man, as if they were thinking about something.

"That servant... left Hogwarts with my will." The young man continued, "I returned to that distant hiding place, and then, the servant also died... However, I gained more from this.

A tremendous strength!"

"Believe me, it wasn't easy... Yes, that was probably my darkest period - there were no Death Eaters, not one, and I had to rely on myself."

One or two wizards in the circle moved uneasily, but the young man ignored them.

"Then, less than a year ago, when I had almost given up hope, hope finally appeared...a servant found me."

"...That is Wormtail. He faked his death to escape trial and was chased by people he once regarded as friends. He had nowhere to hide, so he decided to return to his master. He has been rumored to be my hiding place for a long time.

The state sought me out...and helped me succeed in the power I now have."

He said, stretched out his hand, and a ball of black energy immediately flashed in his palm, like a burning black flame - exactly the same as the two phantoms in his pupils.

The black flame seemed to be able to swallow light, and it was as black as ink, making people feel heart palpitating.

"But it's a pity that he died in the end - at the hands of our current 'ally'. Do you think this is interesting?"

The young man showed a terrifying smile, and his eyes became hollow and cold.

"I know...Yes, I understand...You must be very confused, since that McClain has been against me, why should I cooperate with him..."

"In fact, I can tell you!" He chuckled, "Because I know very well that his philosophy is completely different from that hypocritical old man Dumbledore! He can understand the meaning of the existence of black magic, and

, he is also obsessed with it! Intoxicated by it!"

Having said this, he smiled evilly, with a kind of calm fanaticism in his smile.

"...As for the magic thing, he can't really deny it just because he says he denies it!"

…

At the same time, in Hogwarts Castle, several "students" with abnormal behavior were communicating with each other with their eyes.

Although they have not acted rashly yet, they are waiting for the best time to take action - opportunities are created by people and cannot be easily waited for.

The person responsible for creating the "opportunity" was none other than Fleur's mother, who was under the Imperius Curse.

At the Triwizard Tournament, she was sitting next to little Gabrielle with an indifferent expression, her eyes fixed on the magic flame in the center of the circular platform below.

Once Fleur obtains the Golden Diadem of Ravenclaw as the Triwizard Cup and emerges from there, she will start to cause commotion, and take advantage of the chaos to issue the Dark Mark to notify the people she "should" notify, in order to create a greater crisis.

confusion.

But if Furong did not obtain the Golden Crown, she would have to wait for the Golden Crown to appear before taking action.

There was no room for failure in this operation, because the Imperius Curse on Fleur's mother was cast by Voldemort himself - for him, this was simply the most elaborate test plan.

But Voldemort, who secretly planned all this, did not expect that this series of his actions had been guessed by Maka long before Maka left.

This is a game between Maka and Voldemort. Although the two are far apart now, their confrontation has already started when Maka eliminated those werewolves.

"...I know," Dumbledore, who was sitting at the guest of honor seat, leaned back slightly and whispered to the seemingly empty crowd behind him, "I'm sorry to bother you, Alastor...let's cheer everyone up.

Always pay attention to everything going on inside and outside the school!”