harry potter book of crimes

"Look! Look over there! Master is fine!"

Just when all the Death Eaters were silent for a moment, a large amount of black energy suddenly appeared around Riddle Mansion. The black energy seemed to appear out of thin air without any warning in advance.

However, I saw that the black air was growing more and more, and before long it was like covering the sky and the sun, and there was still some evil and terrifying aura faintly exuding from it.

Mr. Blois frowned, but did not make any move - he did not come here to fight Voldemort, so he should just wait and see what happens!

But even as he said this, his wand was already pointing steadily at the ground.

"Is this...could it be said..."

When he thought of the dozen or so humanoid creatures covered in black energy, Mr. Blois suddenly thought of something bad.

Just in case, he was still ready for a big fight.

At this moment, the black energy that filled the sky suddenly retracted and quickly condensed into a ball. The next moment, a humanoid monster covered in black energy and beating like black flames appeared silently.

Yes, Voldemort also showed this form when he fought with Dumbledore before, but at that time, Dumbledore used a magic light beam containing rules to disperse him.

Only this time, something seemed wrong with Voldemort's state!

"Hoo...hoahhhhhhh-"

He just hung in mid-air, his black flame-like head hanging slightly, and a terrifying roar came out from behind, which seemed to contain some kind of painful pleasure.

"Hmph... finally - no! This is the body that belongs to me, the Dark Lord! You can never take it away! Oh... hum... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

In the midst of that strange and inexplicable soliloquy, Voldemort, transformed into black flames, suddenly struggled away, his hands suddenly opened outwards as if trying to free himself from something, and his head was raised almost to ninety degrees.

With the last shrill and manic roar, the constantly beating and flying black flames suddenly swelled up and dissipated into the air without any trace left.

Voldemort...or in other words, Tom Riddle's body appeared again.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, his eyes full of coldness and arrogance, "What's mine is mine, and you want to snatch the body of the Dark Lord from a broken stone tablet?"

Voldemort murmured to himself, pondered for a moment, and then looked towards Blois.

"Your magic is good... very good," he said in a cold tone, "Now I believe it. If you can help me capture Hogwarts Castle and kill Albus Dumbledore, then this deal will be fine.

discuss!"

Just as he was speaking, Voldemort paused again, then waved his hand and said: "Please, regarding the matter of bloodline transformation, we can go to the house to discuss it in detail..."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Blois took a deep look at Voldemort and finally nodded.

To be honest, he originally wanted to do it semi-forced. In the eyes of Eric Blois, this British Dark Lord was not worth mentioning at all.

But now he discovered that the things involved were really something that couldn't be underestimated.

In fact, if possible, he no longer wants to continue doing any transactions at this moment. Although he may not be able to defeat Voldemort at the moment, but if...

However, some things must be done! He himself can die, but the person he cherishes is the one he wants to save no matter what - even if he pays all the costs!

He, Eric de Size Blois, will do everything possible in his lifetime to completely resolve the curse that has haunted the Blois family for thousands of years!

But this is not for the family, but for—her!

Nodding firmly in his heart, Mr. Blois immediately took steps and strode towards the door of Riddle House, which had collapsed by almost half.

The moment he stepped into the door, the huge stone giant behind him instantly collapsed and turned back into a pile of mud, stone and soil of various sizes...

…

Just when the battle between Voldemort and Blois had just subsided, Maka, Luna and Mr. Lovegood were standing at the gate of Beauxbatons school, saying goodbye to the Delacour sisters.

It was already almost the middle of the month, and preparations for Lockhart's "Personal Audition Session" were in full swing. It was time for him to go back and help, and by the way, practice some of the special magic that would be used in the "Personal Audition Session"

For a moment.

In addition, of course, there is also research related to the Bewitching Monument that needs to be completed as soon as possible. Although he was not just playing during this period, the efficiency was still relatively low after all.

Even though other people's children's summer vacation has just started, Maka's summer vacation is actually almost over.

After Fleur and Gabrielle both turned to leave, Maka turned her attention to Luna.

"Luna... Mr. Lovegood... let's say goodbye here first! I still have to go to Durmstrang Castle..." Maka thought for a moment and said, "Luna... if I don't go out

If something unexpected happens, we may have to meet again when school starts."

"Huh?" Luna tilted her head and nodded slightly doubtfully.

Maka looked at her dazed look and couldn't help but smile softly.

"Uh..." He suddenly leaned into Luna's ear and whispered, "I will miss you."

Luna didn't realize that she was being teased a little, she still nodded innocently, and then showed a sweet smile.

"I will too."

Her answer was so serious, but it made Maka a little embarrassed.

"Oh! Maka...can you go by yourself? Is it okay?" Mr. Lovegood asked a little worriedly.

Maka waved her hand, indicating that she was absolutely fine.

But when Mr. Lovegood apparated away with his daughter Luna, Maka couldn't help but sigh - his inability to apparate was really inconvenient sometimes!

He decided that every time he went to a place in the future, he would make a special door key so that he would not have to take a plane every time.

After thinking about it again and realizing that nothing seemed to be left behind, Maca hurried to the airport and flew to the country where Durmstrang Castle was located that same day.

…

Chateau Blois, Paris, France.

On the top of a certain tower in the castle, a white frost-like snow swayed gently in the wind, constantly changing its posture with the direction of the wind.

This white color was soaked in the faint sunset, and quietly became a little crystal clear.

That was Willy Blois, a girl who never seemed to show an expression.

At this moment, she was leaning over the edge of the stage, quietly looking at the blurry scenery in the distance, but her heart was as clear and clear as a cleansed crystal ball.

Behind her, a huge dragon head poked out slightly, letting out a series of dull roars.

Suddenly, a slight roar sounded in the sky above Blois Castle. Willy raised her head slightly and saw a vaguely visible small thing dragging a long white mist across the sky and flying into the distance.

Willie blinked slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, but beneath them were a pair of indifferent eyes.

"...Maka."

She murmured to herself as if she was blessed, and her eyes followed the high-altitude plane into the distance until it was out of sight, and then she continued to stare at the sky in the distance and continued to be dazed.

Life at home has always been like this, ordinary, without thinking about anything. This is how Weili developed her habit of being in a daze when nothing happens.

But recently, she was not just in a daze. In her heart, there was something very important that she should be concerned about.

This incident sounds related to Maka, but in fact it has nothing to do with Maka.

Of course, Willy couldn't figure out such complicated things. She never thought about it. All she wanted was to live well and live every day peacefully.

She doesn't want to attract anyone's attention, and she won't take the initiative to pay attention to anyone.

This was what she had thought since she first entered Hogwarts. She went to Hogwarts just to have a place where she could easily grow all kinds of flowers and plants.

"...Anyway, it will all end."

For Willy, she is destined to be just a passer-by in other people's lives. This is not her choice, but she actually doesn't hate it.

Her father was very worried about this, but she was not worried at all.

Perhaps, if this happened to other girls, their thoughts would be completely different from hers; but she did not reject this so-called "bad luck" at all.

In Willie's opinion, as long as she can take one more look at the world, she will be completely satisfied.

In the long history of the Blois family, the "curse" continues, and she, Willy, is not the first, and she may be the last.

If other girls will feel pain from this, then it's better to end it.

"But Maka..." Willie suddenly whispered to herself softly, "...will he be...sad?"

Wei Li actually didn't know how to get along with this boy who forced his way into her life. No, she actually didn't know how to get along with anyone.

This has nothing to do with the so-called "bad luck", it is entirely due to Willy's nature.

But even though she didn't understand at all how to interact with others, and even disliked contact with others a little bit, she never felt any obstacle to Maka.

It was a very natural and subtle feeling, as if two people were together and would not interfere with each other and could coexist without any scruples.

Unknowingly, Willie silently accepted Maka's existence.

To this day, when she saw her father running around in a hurry again, she remembered what was about to happen to her.

However, the first thing she thought of was Maka's faint figure.

"...He will definitely...not be sad."

Willie tried to use her simple thinking to bring an incomplete end to this story that was destined to have no ending.