Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "...That's how it is."

The real scene of the audio-visual conference, above the round open-air venue with no empty seats, the dark gray clouds and fog have completely dissipated.

But for some reason, there is still not even a star in the sky.

It's dark clouds!The thick cloud cover came over at some point, covering all moonlight and starlight tightly, without a trace of it coming through.

In the depths of the clouds, occasionally a faint blue lightning snaked past, and the scene was full of momentum.

The chests of all the audience seemed to be held down by heavy objects, and even breathing became difficult.

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded, as if it was floating from all directions, making it difficult to judge the direction of the person.

But there is no doubt that someone... is coming!

"Well……"

In a corner of the auditorium, Harry suddenly felt a throbbing pain from the lightning scar on his forehead.It's been a long time since he practiced Occlumency based on the notes Maca gave him.

"Harry, what's the matter?"

The friend beside him was caring about him, but he just shook his head in confusion.

"...Gidro Lockhart? Interesting..."

That voice rang in everyone's ears again, dark and weird.After experiencing the "audiovisual conference" just now, most of the audience immediately thought of someone.

Someone who can't even be mentioned by name.

At this moment, everyone was tense, everyone kept whispering, and the anxiety in their hearts was about to turn into action, and escape from this crowded venue.

But to talk about nervousness and anxiety, Lockhart, who was standing in the center of the stage, was definitely the first to bear the brunt, especially after being called out by "that person" himself.

but……

"……So what?"

Lockhart is no longer the Lockhart he used to be. In the past few years, he has experienced a lot.Especially this time, how much preparation did he make to stand here today and stand on this stage with all the attention?

Maybe he doesn't have very strong strength yet, maybe all this is a bluff.But Guidro Lockhart is the protagonist today, which is an indisputable fact.

It was McLean who gave him the opportunity to gain his coveted popularity.But such popularity can't be gained by just talking, he also needs to work hard!

Everyone has a life direction that suits them best, and his direction is acting!

In the years after Hogwarts resigned, he was on the set of Muggle World, looking for himself in the camera and set stage; and today, Maca gave him the opportunity to stand on the stage of this life, In this way, he only performed his own interpretation.

Who says liars don't need courage?In this world, what liar dared to deceive the Dark Lord?To deceive the entire magic world?

"...Voldemort...no, Tom Riddle!" Lockhart pressed his trembling hands in his sleeves and imposed a sound amplification spell on himself, "Whether it is the you in the diary or the current you , It's just an ordinary wizard who has distorted his heart..."

-Calm!Be calm!Today’s stage is my home court!

"Mr. Riddle," he sighed softly, "Do you know what you lack the most?"

"What you lack-is'love'!"

--Ah ah ah ah ah!It's dying, it's hard to say such a hypocritical line even if it's a cheeky like me!This script by McLean is really embarrassing...

"Humph!"

With a murmur of cold hum, a large amount of black air suddenly appeared out of thin air around the stage, lingering and spinning, and quickly gathered not far in front of Lockhart.

When the black air gathered together like a whirlpool, Voldemort stepped out of it, bringing strands of black flowing clouds.

"'Love'?" His expression didn't look so beautiful, and the lines that Maca had carefully choreographed obviously hit his sore spot. "That old man Dumbledore said so, so do you..." "Love"? What the hell is "Love"? "Love"... can you get out of here alive!"

Voldemort looked at Lockhart coldly, the fierce flames in his eyes did not hide at all, the terrifying aura of the long-term study of black magic spread out invisibly, causing the audience to have a thought in their hearts: move Just one moment, it will really die!

--Correct!Get angry!Get angry!That guy McLean is terrible, everything is in his calculations!But... is it okay next?

"Mr. Riddle, what you did is too extreme. You have hurt many innocent people for your own desire..."

Lockhart's heart was as turbulent as the sea in a storm—he even wanted to scold his mother with a guilty conscience, but on the surface he still maintained a calm and calm expression.

"To be honest, I really want to destroy you simply, just like I destroyed your remnant soul in the secret room of Slytherin..."

Lockhart at the moment is simply speaking out.Even if most people have a good impression of him, but in terms of their true strength...

If anyone has the qualifications to say this to Voldemort, there can be no one other than Dumbledore-here, almost everyone thinks so.

But Lockhart's lines continued.

"...I believe you also understand that there are many ways to destroy a person. I have to say...just taking your life will no longer satisfy me."

Speaking of this, Lockhart gritted his teeth secretly and took a steady step forward.It's as if he didn't put Voldemort in front of him at all...

"Boom—"

In the clouds, another bolt of lightning cut through the night sky just right, making the atmosphere in the field even heavier.

This deja vu words and deja vu behavior made Voldemort almost think that Dumbledore was standing opposite him.

That day!That night facing Dumbledore!Dumbledore said something similar!

"Then you go to the world of the dead to find satisfaction!"

When Lockhart took another step forward, Voldemort finally couldn't help it!

He didn't even pull out his wand, but slammed his feet, turning his body into a black flame and rushing straight toward Lockhart.

——This is the moment!The first blow and the final blow!Only this time!Is McLean's preparation okay?Be sure to succeed!

third step!At the moment Voldemort rushed towards Lockhart, Lockhart did not retreat but moved forward, gritted his teeth and took his third step fiercely!

At the moment when Voldemort turned into a black flame and Lockhart was only half a step away, a soft blue light burst out on the stage!

At the same time, clear and identifiable lines spread under Lockhart's feet, covering the entire stage surface in an instant.Countless mysterious and incomprehensible symbols floated up, flipped up in the ocean of blue brilliance, and revealed an intoxicating beauty.

In this second, the black flame around Voldemort suddenly dissipated, revealing his true body under the black flame;

In the next second, Lockhart raised his leg to Voldemort, who was rushing straight from the inertia, a forward kick in all the shocked expressions of everyone, causing Voldemort's face to come into contact with the soles of his boots.

In the next second, the blue light on the stage dissipated completely, Lockhart would stand still after a few steps back, but Voldemort lay directly in the center of the stage.

"Oh--"

The audience froze for a moment, and then shouted excitedly.But they just yelled for a while, and they were silent as if they were caught in their necks.

This was only because Voldemort, who was lying on the stage, burst out black flames that were even more violent than before, and the beating black energy swayed automatically on the stage without any wind.

"good very good!"

Voldemort, who was entangled with black flames, slowly got up, his tone changed because of extreme anger.One can imagine how violent the next attack will be.

"...Unexpectedly, there are so many powerful wizards in this world." He growled hoarsely, "Very good! It's great!"

shame!Today, Voldemort felt an unprecedented shame!His great Dark Lord would be trampled on his face by the soles of his shoes!

First, he was killed by a death curse by a baby who was still in his infancy, and then he was taken away by a child of the Philosopher's Stone. Not long ago, he was smashed into his house by a hidden descendant of the ancient family!

And today, he was rubbed his handsome face with the sole of the bastard in front of him!

The Dark Lord became angry, and he absolutely wanted to let this unconscious fellow experience the fear of death!He wants everyone to understand that those who dare to resist his Dark Lord have a dead end!

However, on the other side, Lockhart stood in place with his "charming" face strained, the sweat oozing from his palms made him unable to clenched his fists.

——Will McLean come yet?To die to die to die, you will really die before I show up!Not out yet?I will run away if I don't come out!

He was right to think so, but on the surface, he couldn't do it.Not to mention whether he can escape or not, even if there is a way to evacuate, can he escape?

The lies of the liar deceive others, but it is himself who restrains him!As long as he wants to be the "hero", he has to stand firmly on this stage and dance on the tip of a knife.

Moved!Voldemort has moved!

He raised his hand, and the endless black flames swept toward Lockhart like a tsunami, turning into a black flame giant in mid-air, opening the snake kiss and rushing directly on top of his head with amazing momentum.

The rune pattern just now dissipated all the magic power in the field. Voldemort could recover in an instant, but Lockhart couldn't!

Even if he wanted to struggle desperately, he couldn't do it at the moment!

At this moment, Lockhart stood with his chest folded, and the scorching wind blowing on him fluttered the stardust on his wizard's robe, sprinkling a bright star on the stage.

——You must pretend to be forced to die!