Chapter 676
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 676
The pain came suddenly, reaching its peak almost instantly.
Harry grabbed his forehead and closed his eyes involuntarily.
"ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"
A terrible voice sounded in his mind——
"Follow my orders...kill...kill them..."
"Harry... I know you hate those Muggles too... kill them... revenge... revenge for how you've been treated over the years, vent your anger..."
"Do not--"
Harry resisted, he hunched over and gritted his teeth, covered in cold sweat... very painful.
Others can't help at all.
"Harry...Harry!...McGuffin Albert, think of a way...Didn't you and Dumbledore save the fucking last time?"
Blake said anxiously to McGuffin.
Harry's current situation is really not optimistic. The scar on his forehead...has begun to glow with a faint green light, and it has begun to twist like a little snake.
"I don't know what's going on... Obviously Harry has been maintaining [Occlumency]..."
He was also really puzzled, since McGuffin had already confirmed it on the way... Ever since Harry was almost possessed by Voldemort, he has been maintaining [Occlumency] at full power...
Is it difficult?
"The Dark Lord is here!"
'Not only that, but the world strengthens Harry's connection to him...'
"Damn it!" Cursing secretly, McGuffin quickly took over, and together with Hagrid helped Harry onto the sofa that was originally under the Dursleys' buttocks. (As for Vernon and the others... they jumped up and hid in the rest of the room as if they had been nailed into the ass.)
"Hagrid, hold Harry..."
"Ah? I... I know!"
With the help of Hagrid, they directly pinned the crazily writhing Harry to the sofa.
At this time, McGuffin opened Harry's eyelids and looked, and as expected, it was almost the same as last time...
There was a blood-red shadow... slowly occupying Harry's eyeballs.
As it continued to erode Harry's brain, Harry's own struggles began to become weaker and weaker.
"Harry! Hold on...Harry!" Black yelled hastily.
Just as McGuffin was thinking about temporarily relieving Harry's 'symptoms' in this way, the walls of the house, the sofa, the closet... even the three members of the Dursley family... all emitted a purple-red fluorescent light, and then chains of golden light suddenly appeared for some reason, swimming tightly around Harry and the Dursley family.
"Damn Dumbledore..."
Another voice came from Harry's throat, shadowy, male and female... a bit like the kick of the dryad's grandmother.
This made McGuffin immediately shudder.
He immediately understood that this voice should be coming from Voldemort's consciousness.
But the Dark Lord's will did not completely prevail as it did last time.
Affected by the protection spell, Harry, who had been motionless before, began to wake up gradually.
"Protection spell! This is Professor Dumbledore's protection spell..." Hagrid exclaimed in surprise.
"Don't get too excited, Ruburt..."
Although Harry was still resisting the invasion of Voldemort's consciousness, multiple mixed voices still sounded from his chest.
"You can't hide here forever..."
Voldemort still made a sound through some kind of magical resonance... trying to shock everyone's confidence and intimidate them.
The guy seemed to be trying to scare them out of the house.
"Don't go out!"
McGuffin sternly stopped, tiptoeing to sneak away from Vernon Dursley here.
This guy really wants to... take his family and leave the land of right and wrong.
Maybe he was intimidated by Voldemort's magical voice, maybe Vernon didn't have enough brains... In short, McGuffin played a trick on Emily.
She didn't know what she said when she walked up to the officer-looking Muggle.
The guy named Laker Treman waved his hand, and a group of soldiers went directly to control the three idiots, directly monitoring them with guns.
"I said... you better not waste your time..."
In the two opened eyeballs, two pairs of pupils of various colors are dominating the dominance of this body.
Those blood-colored pupils were like the hands of a pendulum clock, swinging back and forth...representing Voldemort's thoughts...in Harry's brain, back and forth, constantly impacting his ontological consciousness.
Even without looking, McGuffin knew something was wrong with Harry.
"Shifting Phantom!"
McGuffin gritted her teeth, and finally asked Emily about the effect of the ring she created, then brought it to her hand, and began to cast the spell she had created.
【Curse of Echo·Blue】
When McGuffin put the thing on his finger, he immediately felt that the world had changed.
He was able to clear and hear the two kinds of magic on Harry... It was like hot water being poured into a pot of boiling oil, and it kept booming.
In the house, in the whole world, the strange rustling sounds... A picture was recomposed in his mind.
It was a blue... like a thermal imager image,
Everyone's magic power is different,...they are moving, jumping,...of course, there are also silent, motionless ones...
It wasn't the first time McGuffin had experienced this feeling.
He experienced such a scene when he systematically grabbed the abundant magic power contained in the Philosopher's Stone in the first grade.
But now, after the parchment scroll system has greatly optimized his magic talent, he can do far more than what he did before.
such as……
"Shifting Phantom!"
The spell that McGuffin issued was like a precise scalpel, piercing straight between the two entangled magical powers on Harry's body.
Although it was impossible to completely separate him from Voldemort's magic, it had temporarily prevented the situation from deteriorating.
Harry slumped to the floor panting, then got up again.
Meanwhile, MacGuffin and Sirius were trotting around the house, waving their wands.
"All protection!"
"Peace guard!"
All kinds of protective magic were cast by the two of them.
Especially the magic that McGuffin himself casts now... is different from usual, and very different from what Sirius casts.
Like holding a paintbrush, he paints lightly, lightly, or thickly...
The magic spews from the wand,
The several spells he cast were actually connected with each other, forming complicated magic lines, connected into some deep magic circles, attached to the ceiling, floor, and wall glass of the house on Privet Drive... shining brightly.
"This--"
"It's unbelievable..." Even Blake, who didn't like MacGuffin very much, was extremely surprised to see this scene.
Of course, McGuffin knew that this was not his own ability. Emily Albert and the ring named [Curse of Echo] in his hand were the greatest miracles.
"Harry! Are you all right?"
Hagrid was carefully supporting Harry from the side, and carefully watched the scar on Harry's forehead that seemed to come alive, and under the eyeballs...beneath the normal green pupils...the two pairs of blood-colored pupils that flipped up from time to time.
"No...it's fine!"
Harry continued to speak intermittently.
In the air around him, the lingering voice sounded again.
"MacGuffin Albert... is really amazing. You are a real genius, and you can actually do this kind of thing. It seems that under the influence of many factors, your talent is even more outstanding than I imagined..."
"However, now that Harry Potter has returned to this house, and now that you have all fallen into my world...it is irreparable..."
"Stop struggling in vain!"
"Dumbledore's protective spell... has completely failed!"
After hearing the sound, Harry's expression immediately darkened, and he looked around in bewilderment.
Finally stared at the front window without moving.
Afterwards, everyone followed and found three figures standing on the desolate black-red land outside, accompanied by those distorted petrified dry forests.
One of the figures had two pairs of red eyes shining in the gloomy tone.
Everyone who stared at that guy... from the very first glance, fell into some sort of fear roll.
Like Dudley Dursley... His two fat elephant legs shook directly, and then his pants were soaked directly, a pool of water slowly appeared on the floor, and a foul smell immediately came from the room.
However, at this time, other people can't care about this guy.
As the Voldemort's magic wrapped around Harry's body fell silent, there was no sound.
The three very ominous figures outside began to sway back and forth continuously, and then appeared around the No. [-] house on Privet Drive.
Every sudden movement brought me closer to the house.
And McGuffin and the others can't do anything at all... If they just go out like this, scattered and fled...then the situation will get even worse.
Who knows if Voldemort just wanted to... scare them out.
"boom!"
The house hummed, shook... shook.
Now everyone was even more flustered.
Black gripped his wand tightly, gave Harry a hard look, and finally said earnestly, "Harry...you...you have to stay here!"
"Sirius...you...what do you want?" Harry felt bad.
His body moved to Black's side, directly blocking Sirius' way to go outside.
"There are too many people in the house who need protection spells...especially those of us who have magic power..."
"Every attack by Voldemort outside... weakens Dumbledore's protective spell..."
McGuffin twirled the gold ring on his finger, watching the magic jumping and swaying on Harry...with this house, with the Dursleys...the Dumbledore radiating from them...the magic of the Bloodline Protection Curse...the interconnection and confrontation with Voldemort's dark magic.
The longer he wears this ring, the more clearly McGuffin will be able to flow all the magic in the world...to see.
He clearly saw Harry's magical power... mixed with a black and red figure, like a baby under the full moon.
This little thing has slimy snake-like scales all over its body, and its eyes with vertical pupils are half-closed, revealing some extremely evil gazes. It pokes its head (the neck is like a snake...slowly elongated)... staring at Harry, as if facing a plate of rich food.
Every time the black magic power on Harry erupts suddenly and echoes the magic power on Voldemort outside, a weaker magic power will emerge from the whole room, attaching to McGuffin and the others... to protect the few people and the people in the room.
Obviously, since they are not the masters of this family, they do not meet the scope of Dumbledore's protection spell. Every time Voldemort attacks McGuffin, Hagrid, and other Muggles, it consumes too much of the original magic power and effectiveness of this protection spell.
If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last long.
That's why Black made the decision to confront Voldemort head-on.
McGuffin rubbed the ring on his finger, and he actually knew that going on like this was not an option... However, as soon as he wanted to face Voldemort...
Although it is not the first time to confront this guy, it is obvious...the current Voldemort who has been resurrected...not only is not the incomplete version of the past...it is even more powerful and terrifying than that at the Ministry of Magic last year.
Looking around, everyone has different magical powers. In his line of sight...not only the magic power of himself and Sirius is active...other Muggles, Squibs also have...
Some are active, some are weak... Even Petunia Evans has a strong magical power quietly.
At this moment, McGuffin even felt that he could easily arouse the magic power on them.
【Curse of Echo·Blue】brought him a very special feeling, which made him feel omnipotent to a certain extent.
--boom!
The whole house seemed to have been hit by an earthquake, the floor was cracked, and the vases and teacups on the table fell to the ground and were smashed into pieces.
Can't wait any longer!
So far, the entire room belongs to me and Black... the magic power on Dumbledore's protection spell has been consumed the most.
"Sirius... let's go! Dumbledore must have been brought into this world too... let's go find him!"
"Harry, remember...you must keep people out of this house!"
"If Voldemort is still there after we leave...the protective spell of this house...is enough for two to three hours...at that time, we will come back as soon as possible..."
McGuffin grabbed Black's hand, before everyone heard what he said clearly.
The two disappeared in place.
Afterwards, McGuffin and Black came to the side of the lava river, where he and Harry had experienced not long ago.
The two didn't catch their breath.
There was a pop of air behind him.
He didn't bother to observe who was following.
"catch me!"
McGuffin waved his wand again, and the two disappeared at the same time.
Then, they appeared at the location of [The Leaky Cauldron] [Diagon Alley], which was the 'birth point' of the world where McGuffin and Harry were thrown into this world by the bloody mist vortex.
(End of this chapter)
The pain came suddenly, reaching its peak almost instantly.
Harry grabbed his forehead and closed his eyes involuntarily.
"ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"
A terrible voice sounded in his mind——
"Follow my orders...kill...kill them..."
"Harry... I know you hate those Muggles too... kill them... revenge... revenge for how you've been treated over the years, vent your anger..."
"Do not--"
Harry resisted, he hunched over and gritted his teeth, covered in cold sweat... very painful.
Others can't help at all.
"Harry...Harry!...McGuffin Albert, think of a way...Didn't you and Dumbledore save the fucking last time?"
Blake said anxiously to McGuffin.
Harry's current situation is really not optimistic. The scar on his forehead...has begun to glow with a faint green light, and it has begun to twist like a little snake.
"I don't know what's going on... Obviously Harry has been maintaining [Occlumency]..."
He was also really puzzled, since McGuffin had already confirmed it on the way... Ever since Harry was almost possessed by Voldemort, he has been maintaining [Occlumency] at full power...
Is it difficult?
"The Dark Lord is here!"
'Not only that, but the world strengthens Harry's connection to him...'
"Damn it!" Cursing secretly, McGuffin quickly took over, and together with Hagrid helped Harry onto the sofa that was originally under the Dursleys' buttocks. (As for Vernon and the others... they jumped up and hid in the rest of the room as if they had been nailed into the ass.)
"Hagrid, hold Harry..."
"Ah? I... I know!"
With the help of Hagrid, they directly pinned the crazily writhing Harry to the sofa.
At this time, McGuffin opened Harry's eyelids and looked, and as expected, it was almost the same as last time...
There was a blood-red shadow... slowly occupying Harry's eyeballs.
As it continued to erode Harry's brain, Harry's own struggles began to become weaker and weaker.
"Harry! Hold on...Harry!" Black yelled hastily.
Just as McGuffin was thinking about temporarily relieving Harry's 'symptoms' in this way, the walls of the house, the sofa, the closet... even the three members of the Dursley family... all emitted a purple-red fluorescent light, and then chains of golden light suddenly appeared for some reason, swimming tightly around Harry and the Dursley family.
"Damn Dumbledore..."
Another voice came from Harry's throat, shadowy, male and female... a bit like the kick of the dryad's grandmother.
This made McGuffin immediately shudder.
He immediately understood that this voice should be coming from Voldemort's consciousness.
But the Dark Lord's will did not completely prevail as it did last time.
Affected by the protection spell, Harry, who had been motionless before, began to wake up gradually.
"Protection spell! This is Professor Dumbledore's protection spell..." Hagrid exclaimed in surprise.
"Don't get too excited, Ruburt..."
Although Harry was still resisting the invasion of Voldemort's consciousness, multiple mixed voices still sounded from his chest.
"You can't hide here forever..."
Voldemort still made a sound through some kind of magical resonance... trying to shock everyone's confidence and intimidate them.
The guy seemed to be trying to scare them out of the house.
"Don't go out!"
McGuffin sternly stopped, tiptoeing to sneak away from Vernon Dursley here.
This guy really wants to... take his family and leave the land of right and wrong.
Maybe he was intimidated by Voldemort's magical voice, maybe Vernon didn't have enough brains... In short, McGuffin played a trick on Emily.
She didn't know what she said when she walked up to the officer-looking Muggle.
The guy named Laker Treman waved his hand, and a group of soldiers went directly to control the three idiots, directly monitoring them with guns.
"I said... you better not waste your time..."
In the two opened eyeballs, two pairs of pupils of various colors are dominating the dominance of this body.
Those blood-colored pupils were like the hands of a pendulum clock, swinging back and forth...representing Voldemort's thoughts...in Harry's brain, back and forth, constantly impacting his ontological consciousness.
Even without looking, McGuffin knew something was wrong with Harry.
"Shifting Phantom!"
McGuffin gritted her teeth, and finally asked Emily about the effect of the ring she created, then brought it to her hand, and began to cast the spell she had created.
【Curse of Echo·Blue】
When McGuffin put the thing on his finger, he immediately felt that the world had changed.
He was able to clear and hear the two kinds of magic on Harry... It was like hot water being poured into a pot of boiling oil, and it kept booming.
In the house, in the whole world, the strange rustling sounds... A picture was recomposed in his mind.
It was a blue... like a thermal imager image,
Everyone's magic power is different,...they are moving, jumping,...of course, there are also silent, motionless ones...
It wasn't the first time McGuffin had experienced this feeling.
He experienced such a scene when he systematically grabbed the abundant magic power contained in the Philosopher's Stone in the first grade.
But now, after the parchment scroll system has greatly optimized his magic talent, he can do far more than what he did before.
such as……
"Shifting Phantom!"
The spell that McGuffin issued was like a precise scalpel, piercing straight between the two entangled magical powers on Harry's body.
Although it was impossible to completely separate him from Voldemort's magic, it had temporarily prevented the situation from deteriorating.
Harry slumped to the floor panting, then got up again.
Meanwhile, MacGuffin and Sirius were trotting around the house, waving their wands.
"All protection!"
"Peace guard!"
All kinds of protective magic were cast by the two of them.
Especially the magic that McGuffin himself casts now... is different from usual, and very different from what Sirius casts.
Like holding a paintbrush, he paints lightly, lightly, or thickly...
The magic spews from the wand,
The several spells he cast were actually connected with each other, forming complicated magic lines, connected into some deep magic circles, attached to the ceiling, floor, and wall glass of the house on Privet Drive... shining brightly.
"This--"
"It's unbelievable..." Even Blake, who didn't like MacGuffin very much, was extremely surprised to see this scene.
Of course, McGuffin knew that this was not his own ability. Emily Albert and the ring named [Curse of Echo] in his hand were the greatest miracles.
"Harry! Are you all right?"
Hagrid was carefully supporting Harry from the side, and carefully watched the scar on Harry's forehead that seemed to come alive, and under the eyeballs...beneath the normal green pupils...the two pairs of blood-colored pupils that flipped up from time to time.
"No...it's fine!"
Harry continued to speak intermittently.
In the air around him, the lingering voice sounded again.
"MacGuffin Albert... is really amazing. You are a real genius, and you can actually do this kind of thing. It seems that under the influence of many factors, your talent is even more outstanding than I imagined..."
"However, now that Harry Potter has returned to this house, and now that you have all fallen into my world...it is irreparable..."
"Stop struggling in vain!"
"Dumbledore's protective spell... has completely failed!"
After hearing the sound, Harry's expression immediately darkened, and he looked around in bewilderment.
Finally stared at the front window without moving.
Afterwards, everyone followed and found three figures standing on the desolate black-red land outside, accompanied by those distorted petrified dry forests.
One of the figures had two pairs of red eyes shining in the gloomy tone.
Everyone who stared at that guy... from the very first glance, fell into some sort of fear roll.
Like Dudley Dursley... His two fat elephant legs shook directly, and then his pants were soaked directly, a pool of water slowly appeared on the floor, and a foul smell immediately came from the room.
However, at this time, other people can't care about this guy.
As the Voldemort's magic wrapped around Harry's body fell silent, there was no sound.
The three very ominous figures outside began to sway back and forth continuously, and then appeared around the No. [-] house on Privet Drive.
Every sudden movement brought me closer to the house.
And McGuffin and the others can't do anything at all... If they just go out like this, scattered and fled...then the situation will get even worse.
Who knows if Voldemort just wanted to... scare them out.
"boom!"
The house hummed, shook... shook.
Now everyone was even more flustered.
Black gripped his wand tightly, gave Harry a hard look, and finally said earnestly, "Harry...you...you have to stay here!"
"Sirius...you...what do you want?" Harry felt bad.
His body moved to Black's side, directly blocking Sirius' way to go outside.
"There are too many people in the house who need protection spells...especially those of us who have magic power..."
"Every attack by Voldemort outside... weakens Dumbledore's protective spell..."
McGuffin twirled the gold ring on his finger, watching the magic jumping and swaying on Harry...with this house, with the Dursleys...the Dumbledore radiating from them...the magic of the Bloodline Protection Curse...the interconnection and confrontation with Voldemort's dark magic.
The longer he wears this ring, the more clearly McGuffin will be able to flow all the magic in the world...to see.
He clearly saw Harry's magical power... mixed with a black and red figure, like a baby under the full moon.
This little thing has slimy snake-like scales all over its body, and its eyes with vertical pupils are half-closed, revealing some extremely evil gazes. It pokes its head (the neck is like a snake...slowly elongated)... staring at Harry, as if facing a plate of rich food.
Every time the black magic power on Harry erupts suddenly and echoes the magic power on Voldemort outside, a weaker magic power will emerge from the whole room, attaching to McGuffin and the others... to protect the few people and the people in the room.
Obviously, since they are not the masters of this family, they do not meet the scope of Dumbledore's protection spell. Every time Voldemort attacks McGuffin, Hagrid, and other Muggles, it consumes too much of the original magic power and effectiveness of this protection spell.
If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last long.
That's why Black made the decision to confront Voldemort head-on.
McGuffin rubbed the ring on his finger, and he actually knew that going on like this was not an option... However, as soon as he wanted to face Voldemort...
Although it is not the first time to confront this guy, it is obvious...the current Voldemort who has been resurrected...not only is not the incomplete version of the past...it is even more powerful and terrifying than that at the Ministry of Magic last year.
Looking around, everyone has different magical powers. In his line of sight...not only the magic power of himself and Sirius is active...other Muggles, Squibs also have...
Some are active, some are weak... Even Petunia Evans has a strong magical power quietly.
At this moment, McGuffin even felt that he could easily arouse the magic power on them.
【Curse of Echo·Blue】brought him a very special feeling, which made him feel omnipotent to a certain extent.
--boom!
The whole house seemed to have been hit by an earthquake, the floor was cracked, and the vases and teacups on the table fell to the ground and were smashed into pieces.
Can't wait any longer!
So far, the entire room belongs to me and Black... the magic power on Dumbledore's protection spell has been consumed the most.
"Sirius... let's go! Dumbledore must have been brought into this world too... let's go find him!"
"Harry, remember...you must keep people out of this house!"
"If Voldemort is still there after we leave...the protective spell of this house...is enough for two to three hours...at that time, we will come back as soon as possible..."
McGuffin grabbed Black's hand, before everyone heard what he said clearly.
The two disappeared in place.
Afterwards, McGuffin and Black came to the side of the lava river, where he and Harry had experienced not long ago.
The two didn't catch their breath.
There was a pop of air behind him.
He didn't bother to observe who was following.
"catch me!"
McGuffin waved his wand again, and the two disappeared at the same time.
Then, they appeared at the location of [The Leaky Cauldron] [Diagon Alley], which was the 'birth point' of the world where McGuffin and Harry were thrown into this world by the bloody mist vortex.
(End of this chapter)
