The Trinity of Harry Potter

Kano was dragged into an empty room, and a strange alchemical device held his hands.

Kano felt that this device suppressed the flow of magic power in his body, basically blocking his ability to cast spells without a wand.

But it doesn't matter, he can easily break these handcuffs with his knight-level physical strength.

After lying quietly for about an hour, he opened his eyes and acted like he had a splitting headache.

Looking around, the room was relatively clean, with no furnishings except for the bed under him and a small device high up.

The floor of the cell was painted with dark red paint, and dim light filtered in from the window next to the corridor.

"Canopus Black, we are the Immortals Party." A voice came from a small device in the room, which seemed to be an alchemy item.

"You want to trade me for the Magic Stone? I'm not of that high value." Kano said, holding his forehead.

"Don't underestimate yourself too much." The somewhat distorted voice laughed dryly, "Just because of your status as the head of the Black family, Dumbledore won't dare to give up on you."

The dragging sound of chains and the sound of footsteps sounded at the same time. An old man with a dull expression walked to the small window and put down a dinner plate.

"You can go out the day after tomorrow. Let's have dinner first." The voice said.

The dull-looking old man seemed to turn his eyes twice when he saw Kano wearing alchemy handcuffs.

But when Kano looked carefully, he returned to his dull look.

He is not wearing alchemy handcuffs and can move freely here. The only explanation is that he is an ordinary person imprisoned.

In the eyes of wizards, ordinary people are not as big of a threat as young wizards.

Cano stood up and walked to the window to pick up the dinner plate. At this time, the old man suddenly whispered something in vague French.

"Did we win?"

Carnot looked carefully at the old man, who was about sixty or seventy years old, and replied in a low voice: "If you are talking about World War II, then France has been liberated."

The old man took a careful look at Kano's appearance and quickly handed him a piece of cloth.

Kano's expression remained unchanged, he took the dinner plate back into the house, and while eating bread and soup on the bed, he used his body to shield it, unfolded the piece of cloth, and began to read.

"In the spring of 1944, more than 300 members of my guerrilla group entered this cave while hiding from the rain in the mountains."

"Wizards with wooden sticks came out from underground, subdued us and imprisoned us."

"The comrades were controlled and taken away one by one, never to be seen again."

"I was only 13 years old at the time. All my comrades who were older than me had already left, and I was the last one standing."

"If you see this, then this time, it's my turn."

Kano quietly twisted the cloth into fibers with his hands and scattered them in the corner.

Fleur's voice sounded in her heart again: "Cano, he was a French guerrilla during World War II?"

"Maybe, this underground base may be more evil than I imagined." Kano responded in his heart.

"Your position has been locked. Do you need Auror support?"

"No need for now, I want to see what they are doing here."

After a night of silence, Kano didn't make any move, as if he had really lost all his strength.

At noon the next day, the same veteran came to deliver the meal, but this time, the door to the room opened by itself.

"Mr. Canopus, please wash up first." The voice sounded from the small device again, "In order to ensure that tomorrow's exchange event goes smoothly, I will let this raw material accompany you to visit our base."

The veteran stood in front of the door numbly, not saying a word. When Kano heard the name "raw materials", his expression twitched uncontrollably.

He probably guessed the function of this base, and a burning anger arose in his heart.

After lunch and washing, the old man dragged Kano along the corridor slowly, dragging the chain.

As the two of them moved forward, the iron gates behind them automatically fell down one after another.

Kano saw that there were many scratches made by people's fingernails on this side of the gate.

"Next, I will introduce to you the precious experimental products here." The voice said with some pride, "Please be sure to stay calm and rational."

Rooms with large pieces of transparent material suddenly appeared on both sides of the corridor, and it was pitch black inside.

"The first test subject in our base is it."

The room on the left suddenly lit up, and inside was a huge gray mollusk.

There are countless spots on its body surface, which shrink into a ball under the stimulation of light.

Kano immediately closed the visual connection, but Fleur still saw the creature.

"We used magic to transform a person into this, and then continued to feed it, and it is still alive today."

"Although it does not have human intelligence, we have indeed broken the original limit of human lifespan. This is a milestone in our research." The voice said with some pride.

The room went dark, and Kano gritted his teeth.

In his perception, this man-made "it" has been wailing and crying.

"Kano, open your vision." Fleur also said with suppressed anger.

Kano ignored Fleur's call and just reserved his hearing for her.

"This one on the right is a set of specimens."

The room on the right lit up, and inside was a wall full of shriveled corpses that had lost part of their skulls and a brain soaked in liquid.

This time, the breathing of the old man who looked like a dead man beside him became disordered.

"We also don't want to lose the human body and intelligence, so the next step is research on brain transfer."

"This brain survived in the bodies of eighteen men of different ages for a total of five years. Unfortunately, it eventually became unresponsive."

As they moved forward, more and more twisted living or dead creatures appeared in front of them.

Human body and human body, animal and animal, human body and animal...

Fleur sobbed softly in the spiritual connection, and Kano's fists clenched tighter and tighter.

On the contrary, it was the veteran beside him who seemed to slowly come to life and his eyes refocused.

The end of the corridor suddenly opened up, and there was a huge space below.

A strange creature that seems to be a fusion of human and mosquito is folding its wings and taking a nap below.

"After Nicoléme exchanges the Philosopher's Stone with you tomorrow, we hope that you will kill him directly and make the method of making the Philosopher's Stone disappear." The voice said calmly.

"Nico is really going to die this time..."

"Ha, who would give up eternal life?" the voice said mockingly.

"What if I say no?" Cano asked rhetorically.

"The following is a by-product of the consciousness transfer project. It can control people's actions by injecting body fluids. I advise you not to be disrespectful."

"It's empty talk, let's let this raw material show you the effect."

The huge monster flapped its wings and flew up from below. When it saw the old man's face, it seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"What are you going to do with the raw materials?" In the control room, the street performer turned to look at the actual controller of the base, an old wizard with chicken skin and gray hair.

"Let the raw material eat up the flesh on your arm in front of the child." The old wizard said lightly, "It was enough to scare him."