Chapter 108 Albania and the Source of Calling
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
After the silver light line left the palm of his hand, it was retracted in one direction. John grasped it firmly again, but the line did not move in the palm of his hand, and there was a faint dragging force.
"It's guiding me."
John pondered for a moment, then left Belby Manor, he used Apparition.
At the moment of Apparition, John felt the strength of the line in his hand grow stronger.
He did something extremely dangerous.
Instead of Apparating, he let the line pull him away.
This feeling is wonderful, John's body is constantly squeezed and stretched.
Gradually, he was stuffed into the lines.
The body shuttles at high speed, and at the same time bears the pain of this acceleration.
The explosion sounded, and John's body radiated silver light and fell to the ground.
The silver light line in his hand was gradually dissipating, and he looked around.
"I am certain that I have entered a country illegally."
The wild and savage surroundings told John that he was not in any part of the country.
The virgin forest, all around tells the remoteness of this place.
John used Apparation for the first time for long-distance teleportation, and a huge sense of nausea surrounded him, and he retched a few times with his mouth open.
"The scene is very similar to the place seen."
After some time, John recovered.
He stared at the three-pronged tree that had also appeared in his earlier perspective.
That figure was hiding on it, and then left.
Cautiously approaching the tree, the blackness in John's pupils spread.
In his eyes, there are grains of chaotic elemental fluctuations on the tree, not many but a few.
"Is this ancient magic?"
After confirming that there was no danger, John reached out to touch those things.
After he touched it, the chaotic particle suddenly turned into a snake and bit it in the palm of his hand.
John retracted suddenly, the dark wound on the palm of his hand could not be seen without paying attention.
"Very aggressive."
After trying for a while, a ball of water rose from John's fingertips, covering the chaotic particles.
"Only fairy magic, which is also an ancient magic, can be controlled."
Three water droplets wrap three particles and move around on the hand.
John grabbed one of them and crooned, "Show me the way (PoineMe)"
He just tried it out, but he didn't expect the drop of water to point in one direction in the palm of his hand.
John walked in that direction, and the surrounding bushes grew.
From time to time some strange magical creatures move away from the side or from the trees.
"Hagrid would be glad if he was around."
He kicked a red hat that was about to attack his knee, and after walking for a while, the drop of water in his hand exploded.
"The magic is exhausted."
Picking up another one, John continued the same trick.
After the last drop of water exploded, John walked for nearly an hour.
Finally, I saw the exit, which was a wooden house.
Noticing that there was no light in the cabin, John cast a disillusionment spell on himself after thinking for a few seconds.
Approaching the cabin, he heard voices inside.
Like a boa constrictor hissing and spitting out a letter, the sucking sound was accompanied by a chilling sound.
"Nagini."
That voice made John a little dazed. The last time he heard it was in the Sorcerer's Stone Chamber of Secrets in the first grade.
It was hoarse and cold, like stones stuffed into the collar in winter.
John subconsciously clenched his wand, and he quietly approached the cabin.
The log cabin was originally owned by an owner, and it may have become a skeleton by now.
He saw Voldemort, the Dark Lord who once shook the wizarding world.
Like a deformed freak lying on top of a twelve-foot snake.
Now Voldemort lives on venom.
He was weak, so weak that John had an idea right now.
"kill him."
As soon as the idea came out, it was as overwhelming as a flood that burst a bank.
He once defeated Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, and defeated the student Tom Riddle.
John felt that he might not be able to kill Voldemort.
The current him may be able to change the entire world line and the many battles that may occur at Hogwarts in the future.
kill him.
Uncontrollable thoughts flooded my mind.
John stared fixedly at the freak.
The wand in his hand was ready for a Killing Curse or Fiendfire, making the Dark Lord a dust of history.
Merlin First Class Medal, the future White Demon King, Johnny Silverhand will benefit the magic world.
All kinds of futures flicker in the past.
John's heart beating faster, he raised his wand and pointed it at the freak.
At the moment when he was about to make a move, John's eyes lit up.
...
"Fiendfyre!"
John shot decisively, and the red flame instantly engulfed the entire log cabin.
He saw Voldemort's roar of anger, and the big snake wanted to go out and be surrounded by Fiendfire.
Li Huo turned into a fire dragon and entered towards the window of the cabin.
The moment he entered, Fiendfire touched a barrier, turned into a green flaming viper, turned and devoured John.
...
Dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, John saw his fate, and all the thoughts in his mind disappeared.
"There is a super advanced rebound spell on it."
John was terrified. If he really made a move, he would definitely be hurt by the rebound spell.
At the same time, he also found that his state just now was not right, as if Harry was affected by the diary.
He backed away calmly, almost falling into the Dark Lord's way himself.
Thanks to the blessing of foresight, otherwise I might explain it here.
After backing out far enough away, John stared at the cabin.
The blackness of the pupils spread, and he saw chaotic particles flowing from the wooden house.
Are these things Voldemort?
John didn't remember Voldemort knowing ancient magic, but it's not surprising that he knew ancient magic as the Dark Lord.
He continued to observe, and found that these chaotic particles were not approaching Voldemort, but coming out of the snake.
"Nagini, I remember that it was a Horcrux cut off by Neville in the later stage."
Staring at the big snake, John suddenly heard a voice.
"I'm here, help me."
The voice was sad and full of sorrow and pain, and John looked at the big snake without any abnormality in surprise.
The sound seemed to come out of the big snake, as if a person was trapped inside.
"Voldemort's magic, or..."
Remembering that he heard the call only after touching the book about the blood curse, John looked at the big snake.
Could it be that this is the blood-cursed orc who became under the blood curse?
The blood curse will turn people into snakes, which not only endows them with Animagus-like power, but also is backlashed by this power.
If the guess is correct, then the original body of this snake should be a human.
The origin of the blood curse is ancient, and it seems to be called ancient magic.
"Looks like you called me over."
John looked at the big snake, lost in thought.
The serpent would become Voldemort's Horcrux, and might already be Voldemort's Horcrux.
Under such circumstances, John seems to be full of difficulties in taking the snake away.
"Go back and shake people?"
As soon as the idea came out, John denied it. He didn't even know where he was, and it might be difficult to come back after leaving.
Right now, I am alone, and opposite is Voldemort, a generation of heroes.
The chances looked slim.
"It's rare to come across a piece of ancient magic material, and it's not in line with my style to let it go like this."
John was very entangled, and the system didn't say to issue a task for himself, and he wasn't sure whether to try it.
"Judging from the previous magic call, this big snake will come out to forage for food or serve Voldemort. When it comes out, these will be easy to handle."
One word, wait.
Since he couldn't do anything to Voldemort, he had no choice but to use a word-consuming tactic, squatting until the big snake Nagini left the cabin.
"If I don't come out within a week, I'll leave directly."
Setting a time limit for himself, John began his own long wait.
Fortunately, when he came out this time, he also brought out the small bag. He put a lot of dried fish and other things in it. It was originally used to feed the owls, but now it can be used as rations.
...
"It's guiding me."
John pondered for a moment, then left Belby Manor, he used Apparition.
At the moment of Apparition, John felt the strength of the line in his hand grow stronger.
He did something extremely dangerous.
Instead of Apparating, he let the line pull him away.
This feeling is wonderful, John's body is constantly squeezed and stretched.
Gradually, he was stuffed into the lines.
The body shuttles at high speed, and at the same time bears the pain of this acceleration.
The explosion sounded, and John's body radiated silver light and fell to the ground.
The silver light line in his hand was gradually dissipating, and he looked around.
"I am certain that I have entered a country illegally."
The wild and savage surroundings told John that he was not in any part of the country.
The virgin forest, all around tells the remoteness of this place.
John used Apparation for the first time for long-distance teleportation, and a huge sense of nausea surrounded him, and he retched a few times with his mouth open.
"The scene is very similar to the place seen."
After some time, John recovered.
He stared at the three-pronged tree that had also appeared in his earlier perspective.
That figure was hiding on it, and then left.
Cautiously approaching the tree, the blackness in John's pupils spread.
In his eyes, there are grains of chaotic elemental fluctuations on the tree, not many but a few.
"Is this ancient magic?"
After confirming that there was no danger, John reached out to touch those things.
After he touched it, the chaotic particle suddenly turned into a snake and bit it in the palm of his hand.
John retracted suddenly, the dark wound on the palm of his hand could not be seen without paying attention.
"Very aggressive."
After trying for a while, a ball of water rose from John's fingertips, covering the chaotic particles.
"Only fairy magic, which is also an ancient magic, can be controlled."
Three water droplets wrap three particles and move around on the hand.
John grabbed one of them and crooned, "Show me the way (PoineMe)"
He just tried it out, but he didn't expect the drop of water to point in one direction in the palm of his hand.
John walked in that direction, and the surrounding bushes grew.
From time to time some strange magical creatures move away from the side or from the trees.
"Hagrid would be glad if he was around."
He kicked a red hat that was about to attack his knee, and after walking for a while, the drop of water in his hand exploded.
"The magic is exhausted."
Picking up another one, John continued the same trick.
After the last drop of water exploded, John walked for nearly an hour.
Finally, I saw the exit, which was a wooden house.
Noticing that there was no light in the cabin, John cast a disillusionment spell on himself after thinking for a few seconds.
Approaching the cabin, he heard voices inside.
Like a boa constrictor hissing and spitting out a letter, the sucking sound was accompanied by a chilling sound.
"Nagini."
That voice made John a little dazed. The last time he heard it was in the Sorcerer's Stone Chamber of Secrets in the first grade.
It was hoarse and cold, like stones stuffed into the collar in winter.
John subconsciously clenched his wand, and he quietly approached the cabin.
The log cabin was originally owned by an owner, and it may have become a skeleton by now.
He saw Voldemort, the Dark Lord who once shook the wizarding world.
Like a deformed freak lying on top of a twelve-foot snake.
Now Voldemort lives on venom.
He was weak, so weak that John had an idea right now.
"kill him."
As soon as the idea came out, it was as overwhelming as a flood that burst a bank.
He once defeated Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, and defeated the student Tom Riddle.
John felt that he might not be able to kill Voldemort.
The current him may be able to change the entire world line and the many battles that may occur at Hogwarts in the future.
kill him.
Uncontrollable thoughts flooded my mind.
John stared fixedly at the freak.
The wand in his hand was ready for a Killing Curse or Fiendfire, making the Dark Lord a dust of history.
Merlin First Class Medal, the future White Demon King, Johnny Silverhand will benefit the magic world.
All kinds of futures flicker in the past.
John's heart beating faster, he raised his wand and pointed it at the freak.
At the moment when he was about to make a move, John's eyes lit up.
...
"Fiendfyre!"
John shot decisively, and the red flame instantly engulfed the entire log cabin.
He saw Voldemort's roar of anger, and the big snake wanted to go out and be surrounded by Fiendfire.
Li Huo turned into a fire dragon and entered towards the window of the cabin.
The moment he entered, Fiendfire touched a barrier, turned into a green flaming viper, turned and devoured John.
...
Dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, John saw his fate, and all the thoughts in his mind disappeared.
"There is a super advanced rebound spell on it."
John was terrified. If he really made a move, he would definitely be hurt by the rebound spell.
At the same time, he also found that his state just now was not right, as if Harry was affected by the diary.
He backed away calmly, almost falling into the Dark Lord's way himself.
Thanks to the blessing of foresight, otherwise I might explain it here.
After backing out far enough away, John stared at the cabin.
The blackness of the pupils spread, and he saw chaotic particles flowing from the wooden house.
Are these things Voldemort?
John didn't remember Voldemort knowing ancient magic, but it's not surprising that he knew ancient magic as the Dark Lord.
He continued to observe, and found that these chaotic particles were not approaching Voldemort, but coming out of the snake.
"Nagini, I remember that it was a Horcrux cut off by Neville in the later stage."
Staring at the big snake, John suddenly heard a voice.
"I'm here, help me."
The voice was sad and full of sorrow and pain, and John looked at the big snake without any abnormality in surprise.
The sound seemed to come out of the big snake, as if a person was trapped inside.
"Voldemort's magic, or..."
Remembering that he heard the call only after touching the book about the blood curse, John looked at the big snake.
Could it be that this is the blood-cursed orc who became under the blood curse?
The blood curse will turn people into snakes, which not only endows them with Animagus-like power, but also is backlashed by this power.
If the guess is correct, then the original body of this snake should be a human.
The origin of the blood curse is ancient, and it seems to be called ancient magic.
"Looks like you called me over."
John looked at the big snake, lost in thought.
The serpent would become Voldemort's Horcrux, and might already be Voldemort's Horcrux.
Under such circumstances, John seems to be full of difficulties in taking the snake away.
"Go back and shake people?"
As soon as the idea came out, John denied it. He didn't even know where he was, and it might be difficult to come back after leaving.
Right now, I am alone, and opposite is Voldemort, a generation of heroes.
The chances looked slim.
"It's rare to come across a piece of ancient magic material, and it's not in line with my style to let it go like this."
John was very entangled, and the system didn't say to issue a task for himself, and he wasn't sure whether to try it.
"Judging from the previous magic call, this big snake will come out to forage for food or serve Voldemort. When it comes out, these will be easy to handle."
One word, wait.
Since he couldn't do anything to Voldemort, he had no choice but to use a word-consuming tactic, squatting until the big snake Nagini left the cabin.
"If I don't come out within a week, I'll leave directly."
Setting a time limit for himself, John began his own long wait.
Fortunately, when he came out this time, he also brought out the small bag. He put a lot of dried fish and other things in it. It was originally used to feed the owls, but now it can be used as rations.
...
