HP Magic Biography

"Hey, listen, Kreacher, I don't want to hurt you, as long as you give me that thing." Fanlin had some inexplicable emotions.

Kreacher was controlled by Voldemort? This is very possible, but it is not Kreacher's fault, just like Ginny at the time, but in fact, Fanlin has always had a bad impression of this crazy house elf.

The guy with his mouth full of feces, the theory of the supremacy of the pure-blooded aristocracy has been incorporated into Kreacher’s bones, just like those old stubborns who can’t change their lives...

Kreacher still didn't answer, but just spoke to Slytherin's locket.

If Harry were here, he would be able to hear the sound he least wanted to hear.

"Come on... Kreacher, just kill the two people behind you... You will be able to win the master's love and be a brave elf, Kreacher..."

"But... but Kreacher doesn't know what to do..." Kreacher said shiveringly, but his body did not move at all.

"What are you going to do, Kreacher, put him down." Fanlin repeated, if it weren't for Hermione, he wouldn't want to talk about these nonsense. Although he hadn't killed anything, he would punish a family member. Elf……

"Put me on and you will know what to do afterwards, Kreacher... be brave, Kreacher, it's not difficult."

"Put it on... as long as you put it on, you can protect the Black family..."

"Yes, yes, just wear it."

The voice tempted, Kreacher's eyes gradually changed, and his hands trembled a little, looking a little uncertain, but...

"I said, give him to me, Kreacher!" Fanlin finally couldn't stand it any longer, and a blue light sprayed from the wand in Fanlin's hand, and the target was the thing in Kreacher's hand...

However, to Fanlin's surprise, Kreacher's movements seemed to speed up suddenly, Fanlin saw some fluctuations in the Slytherin locket, and then his magic disappeared strangely.

"Stop, Kreacher..."

Kreacher quickly put the locket on his neck, and turned around, with a pair of yellow eyes shining with different colors.

"You are all robbers, Kreacher wants to protect the Black family."

The house elf's scream was very unpleasant, especially since Fanlin blocked the surrounding space. Invisibly, Fanlin received more than one shock, and even the magic he prepared was interrupted.

There was almost no stopping, everything around him moved.

The useful method of the house elves, this method has been learned by Dobby, at the time, Dobby was almost one person sending all four of them to the hospital.

Everything in the entire space became restless, and the bust swayed uneasy. This made Fanlin had to increase his efforts to suppress the abnormal movement around him. Although he was sure, it did not mean that Hermione was also sure. Injured.

"Kreacher, you're too much..." Fanlin said in a low voice, Kreacher's magic power was much stronger than he thought.

As a natural magic user, a house elf can feel magic power and control it from birth. As for the accumulation of magic power, the average adult wizard is as strong as the house elf at the same time.

However, the house elves have been enslaved for too long, and even their inheritance as magic creatures has been cut off, and they can only do something with their instinct.

"I said, stop for me!"

"PetificusTotalus (all petrochemicals!

In an instant, a gray light spread from the floor to Kreacher, and his resistance seemed to be lighter than Fanlin thought, but Voldemort was not ashamed to absorb the life and power of a house elf with Voldemort's pride. That point.

Suddenly, everything around him returned to calm. The statue that had been hung in the air also fell back to the floor. Fortunately, Kreacher was not strong. Otherwise, some of the remaining cultural relic statues of the Black family would be destroyed.

But now there is another one.

Fanlin looked at the house elf who was still in a roaring posture, stepped forward, reached out and took the Slytherin locket around Kreacher's neck.

"He is controlled, just like Ginny!" Hermione said, "but..."

"As you can see, Hermione, he is just petrified. With the characteristics of house elf magic, my magic cannot trap him for too long, but always make sure that he I won’t be here to disturb me."

Fanlin said, putting the Slytherin locket on the table next to it.

Voldemort's Horcrux, this thing is too bad, it can affect a person's emotions unknowingly, and Fanlin has only now realized that something is wrong.

Hermione’s hesitations and rebuttals, based on Hermione’s usual decisive character, it’s impossible for her to tell which side is more important. Voldemort’s soul fragments and a twilight house elf are fundamentally important. It's not on one level. If you're awake, Hermione will definitely be the first to shoot.

And the rest is himself.

Inexplicable mania, and...

His thought just now was definitely to destroy all these obstacles in front of him, a powerful blasting spell or something.

In such a small space, this would definitely kill everyone. If Fanlin didn't wake up temporarily and change the blasting curse into a petrifying curse, they would really explain it here.

While thinking, Fanlin ran Occlumency and tried to stabilize himself while pressing one hand on Hermione's back.

"Fanlin...you..." Hermione didn't quite understand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but her eyes were a little trance, and she always felt something was wrong...

"We are all affected by him." Fanlin said, raising his guard in his heart.

"We were too careless. The process of searching for him was so smooth that we all relaxed our vigilance. I even wanted to blow up this place just now..."

"Blow up!" Hermione looked at Fanlin with some surprise, then stared at the Slytherin locket.

"Let's destroy it quickly," Hermione said. "I think we will all go crazy if we stay like this."

"Okay." Fanlin nodded heavily. This affected mood was very bad, but it was still so strong when it destroyed Ravenclaw's crown. Perhaps it was because of Voldemort's resurrection.

When Fanlin flipped his hand, a pitch-black fang appeared in Fanlin’s hands. He still remembered how the Slytherin locket had just absorbed his magic. It seemed that this was the characteristic of the Slytherin locket itself. Lin wasn't sure whether the Lihuo Curse could burn this thing, but the fangs of the basilisk was obviously the safest way now.