Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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If a person has been imprisoned in jail for more than fifty years, what can he do for such a long stretch of time?

For others, Greenward may not be clear; but for himself, he has thought about everything that should or shouldn't be thought of, and that who is willing to ponder and who is unwilling to ponder has also been pondered. Time is like stalactite The water droplets, drop by drop, fall endlessly, seemingly slow, but actually gradually passing away.

He is a wizard, and the dark wizard is also a wizard.All he can use to pass the time, apart from the past wisps of memories, is only the vast magical knowledge.

His magical power was imprisoned by Dumbledore's magic, and even if he was given a wand, he couldn't urge even a certain amount of light.But at his level, studying theoretical knowledge alone is enough to kill his life.

On the top of the gloomy and gloomy Newmondgard tower, he thought, thought, and thought again... Counting every curse he knew, breaking it apart to analyze, summarize and interpret, looking for one The so-called true meaning.

From the huge number of spells, he found some similarities in the spells, and also summarized the meaning of certain syllables, supplemented by the wand trajectory, trying to find the hidden laws.

How about Gellert Greenward being a genius wizard second only to Dumbledore?He studied boringly in Newmontgard, and under the time accumulation of every second, he even touched the traces of the rules before Dumbledore, who was busy with mundane affairs.

However, his pursuit of the essence of magic has stalled forever in trying to confirm the existence of the rules.

He did not have the chance of Maca, and could not perceive the actual existence of magic power by his own spirit.In other words, before touching the step of the rule rune, he was missing one of the most critical steps.

Greenward, who could not really discover the rule rune, finally turned to the path Dumbledore took after searching for nothing.In other words, he put aside his previous efforts and jumped from the study of the laws of matter to the study of spiritual power.

I still remember that there is a relic that has existed since ancient times under the British Ministry of Magic.Before the Ministry of Magic was established and it was still called the "Wizard Council", the ruins existed there.

Today, there is one of the rooms of the Department of Mystery Affairs of the Ministry of Magic, and the only room where a strong door lock spell has been imposed.

Inside, a mysterious and powerful force lingers.

For that power, Dumbledore called it "love."But Greenward didn't think so. He felt that it should be called "desire."

Facts have proved that even if it is the same goal and the same direction, different people will follow completely different paths.

But I have to admit that Dumbledore went faster and farther than him.

"...I'm going to see where the meaning of life and death is; I also want to see if it's'love' that sustains them."

This is what Dumbledore said when he finally went to see him in Newmontgard before he died.

Before leaving the Tower of Newmondgard, Greenward could not understand.But when he left there and learned of Dumbledore's death, he finally found a direction.

Rather, it was Dumbledore's death that lightened the way forward for him.

Naturally, Maca is not known about this magical exploration process that has been more than fifty years old.But when Greenward asked him again and again, "Would you like to see Dumbledore again", he had some guesses.

Since Dumbledore could go to the place only half a step away from death, his old friend Gellert Greenward, who was almost the same in magic talent, might be able to do the same.

"...Why, Mr. Greenward wants to take me with me?"

Facing Greenward’s inquiry,

That place is not what he should go to, at least not now.He and Dumbledore were not on the same path, as Dumbledore had already said.Moreover, he himself has a few catties and a few taels, he knows very well in his heart.

"Don't you want to?" Greenward smiled gently, like an ordinary kind old man, "Oh, maybe you don't know... Albus didn't really die, on the contrary , He is at the forefront of the modern wizards never set foot!"

Having said that, he paused for a while, his face showed a look of yearning.

"McLean, you are a wise little wizard. I have never seen anyone who can get to your level at this age... Don't you want to spy on me and Albus? What is the essence of magic?"

The more he said, the more unable to calm Voldemort behind the ice coffin.Just kidding, Dumbledore is not dead?And it's not just not dead. Listening to Greenward, Dumbledore is even stronger.

So what did Voldemort do today?Come to die?

Voldemort, who is sensible...or Tom Riddle, who is sensible, is a wise man who knows how to seek good and avoid evil.When he was just over a dozen years old, he understood this truth.

That's why he pressed the desire in his heart and acted like a real good student to gain the trust of professors and classmates.

That's why he is full of running away now.

Unfortunately, he can't get away!

Since Greenward appeared just now, he has tried to break the barrier opened by Maca.But that was a cage constructed by the rune array carefully prepared by Maca.

Although being unable to move is a huge flaw, once opened, how can it be easily broken?

Right now Voldemort could only stand, even if his stomach was full of irritation and alertness, but he could only stand there after all, and chose the only option of "watching for changes" first.

To be honest, both Maca and Voldemort still don't know exactly what Greenward is going to do.Even if he said he was going to see Dumbledore, how would he go?

Is he going to hit and die on the ice coffin?

Maca shook her head secretly in her heart, putting aside the ridiculous thought that had passed by.

"I only know that I can't go there yet, and I can't go now either." He looked directly at Greenward and said slowly, "Perhaps I will go in the future, but I have to go with my own strength. Yes. Otherwise, even if you go, I don't think it makes much sense."

"Child, you still don't understand." Greenward sighed, "Yes, even if you have a rare magical talent in the world, the life you experience is still too short..."

Maca could feel Greenward's kindness. Although it was strange to say that, it was indeed a kind of kindness.

In fact, it can be seen from Greenward's life experience that this previous generation of Dark Lord is not like Voldemort, he is not the kind of person who only values ​​himself.

When meeting people with dull talents, he, like Voldemort, was dismissive of them, and even lacked the interest in using them as tools; but when he met a capable and gifted wizard, he would be like Deng Blido loves them as much.

Like the old black wizard Lenny before, he was one of his favored talents.

In Greenward's view, a young wizard like Maca can't interpret his extraordinary talents simply to describe him as one of a million. It's no wonder that he has a love for talent.

"...Previously, Albus pointed out the way forward for me. Then, let me open a right path for you!"

Before he finished his words, he suddenly turned around and waved his wand, and a vague shadow suddenly became clear in front of him.Although Maca didn't feel the slightest bit of hostility, when he looked intently, his expression suddenly changed.

When did Greenward get such a thing?

...

Just before Maca was shocked, Harry and Ron were full of mourning.They have been wandering around in this cabin for several times, but they still have nothing to gain.

"...Harry, you can take a break too! It's my turn." Ron got up from the floor and said weakly.

Although they haven't given up yet, it's almost time to reach their limit.Fatigue, thirst, and hunger flooded them one after another like a tide, which really made them a little unbearable.

But they didn't know where the perseverance came from. From the time they really began to feel hungry and thirsty, they did not mention it tacitly.

They all knew that once they started complaining, they would soon be unable to hold on.

However, even if they don’t think about it as much as possible, the dryness between their lips and teeth and the burning in the abdomen are constantly stimulating their nerves, reminding them that they have not drunk a drop of water for more than ten hours. Had a bite of rice.

"Harry..." After a while, Ron, who was rubbing against the wall, finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Really...so thirsty... I really want to drink some water and eat something... what!"

As he was talking, he suddenly whispered in surprise.Although he didn't have the strength to even speak slowly, this low whistle was exceptionally clear.

"What's wrong? What do you find...Ah!"

Harry looked up and was about to ask Ron if he had found a clue to leave.But when he looked up, he exclaimed like Ron.

For nothing else, it is precisely because they all saw the "clue to leave here", but this clue is not so big.

In fact, on the wooden wall where they could see, a huge picture frame was silently emerging.The picture frame seemed to protrude slowly from the wall, gradually becoming clear in their vision.