Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Malfoy's grayish eyes carefully observed the things in front of him, from the carvings of the candle body, the mysterious patterns on the surrounding stone walls, and the ravines around the coffin, looking at everything in detail.

But he suddenly heard a whistling wind, and subconsciously tilted his body, only to feel a cold arm, and then a sharp tingling sensation was transmitted to the brain along the nerve.

He looked back in a flash.

I only saw Furong's azure blue eyes, which had always been cold and arrogant at that time, now they were dyed with a deep red, and I knew at a glance that they had lost their reason.

But the red light appeared again and again, sometimes clear and sometimes scarlet, her expression suddenly struggling, her body trembling desperately, resisting, but she continued to move involuntarily.

The magic wand in her hand was deformed into a sharp knife, and the bright back of the knife gleamed in the candlelight, the cold air was sharp, and the faint bloody air filled the secret room.

"Faint!" A rapid light flashed.While she was struggling, Furong was stunned by a curse, and at the last moment of waking, there was a smile of relief on her face.

Malfoy's reaction was quick, and he had no mercy at all at this time.

"It's not just Helbo, you are also a nerve." He cursed secretly, clutching the stinging wound of his arm.

Not surprisingly, this must be Salazar Slytherin's masterpiece. As a master of mindfulness, the mentality of seeing the hunting heart and playing with the insiders can also be explained.

Those who are not righteous will fall into madness under his guidance. It is too common to achieve his goal of protecting this manuscript by the way. Those who are not firm will also be affected to a certain extent, and Furong is among them.

However, it can be seen that Furong's actions quickly fell into a hesitant struggle, desperately trying to restore his own consciousness.

Otherwise, Malfoy would not face physical damage that had almost no effect on the wizard, and deliberately turned the most threatening wand into a weapon. She was doing her best to resist, but unfortunately she encountered A real master.

The girl slumped on the ground, the sharp blade in her hand loosened weakly, and rolled a few times on the ground, clanging a few crisp sounds of metal impact, without the maintenance of transfiguration, this one The sharp blade was quickly restored to an ordinary wand.

Malfoy bent down to pick up the wand, then hugged Fleur to lie on a large, cold rock on the other side. After that, he simply bandaged and disinfected his left hand injury, and finally walked to the coffin, tapped the wand and went straight. Open the coffin lid.

It looks very evil here and must be dealt with as soon as possible, and then leave.

Everything seemed resolute, without any hesitation.

A roll of pure black cover, parchment with an evil breath, lying here quietly, there is no writing on the cover, it is as new as it is, neither white nor yellow, and it does not seem to be placed at all Paper that has been around for hundreds of years.

Turning over the cover, the first line says:

"I, Helbo, a very talented wizard, but some people are jealous of my talent. They added the word despicable after my name to describe me, but I don’t mind, because mediocrities always like to be jealous. Genius, they don't know how far I have traveled on that road."

"Arrogant guy!" On the corner of the parchment, he wrote such a comment with a red pen. The font was crooked, revealing a wave of disdain.

Salazar did not agree with the man's ideas.

"Almost everyone is afraid of the basilisks I made. They are afraid that I will slaughter them recklessly. They overestimate themselves and kill them. It's just a waste of my time. I want to go even further on the endless road in the future. far."

"I want to pursue immortality!" It can be imagined that an old madman said this hysterically.

"Ridiculous lunatic." The red comment appeared again, and Salazar said the same.

"Existence, what is it? I thought, some Muggles are also thinking about this problem, they gave me some inspiration."

"It is matter and soul, but the latter is the dominant one."

"First of all, the body will decay and age after all. No matter what method is used, it can only delay a little. I have looked for many ways. After the body of ordinary people is transplanted, it will not last long."

"Does this still seem to be a scientist?" Malfoy's mouth twitched. There was such an advanced thinking in the ancient Greek era. If he was not a wizard, but an ordinary person, he might be a philosopher.

Ancient Greece is the birthplace of philosophical thought. The word philosophy was also invented by the ancient Greeks. It is not surprising that the despicable Helbo has a similar obscure philosophical quality.

He even moved his mind to organ transplantation. Maybe he can be regarded as a pioneer of modern medical organ transplantation by publishing a paper. What's hard for him is that Malfoy guessed it was rejection.

"Those mediocre people spend their lives in a muddle-headed manner, with empty bodies, sound bodies, and lack of thought. What's the point?"

"Only thought and only soul can achieve immortality!"

"I put my goal in my mind, how can I make my soul last?"

"This is a question worth thinking about."

"Can the human soul be split? After the split, can it be fixed on some artifacts? Because the body will eventually decay."

"The complete soul, if it is to achieve the purpose of division, what should it do? What means should be used to induce the division of the soul?"

"……murder?"

"The existence of those mediocre people is destined to serve me. That is their glory. In order to achieve my eternal life, their sacrifice is necessary."

"I'm going to start experimenting..."

"In the first experiment, the subject of the experiment was an ordinary wizard, gender: male, age: about twenty years old, and the means to achieve death was Avadaso (death curse). As a result, the wizard died and his soul split successfully. The first Horcrux was successfully made."

"Unexpectedly smooth." Even after the second-hand translation, Malfoy still felt the inner ecstasy of the despicable Helbo through Slytherin's handwriting, and Malfoy could even imagine him laughing proudly. Looks like.

"The second time, the test subject-ordinary Muggles, gender: female, age: about 30 years old, the means to achieve death-Avadasuo (death curse), the result-the Muggle died, his soul split Failure, the production of Horcrux failed, the reason is speculated: lack of certain inducement, the soul is still strong..."

"..."

"...Sigh, it is painful to split the soul, to endure unimaginable torture, and at the same time it must be an evil murder..."

"It was easy the first time. Why did it become more and more difficult?"

"Does it mean that one time is more evil than one time? Then it seems that we have to find some other way."

"The seventh time, the test subject-Muggle, means, and then killed after being tortured by the Heartbreaking Curse-the result-the Muggle died, his soul split successfully, and the second Horcrux was successfully made."

...

"The twenty-first experiment..., the seventh Horcrux was successfully produced, and its soul consumed about 30%."

"Sure enough."

"At the limit, it is impossible to split the soul infinitely, and the main soul will become more and more unstable."

"This limit is seven times? That's the case for the time being. If I continue, I will go crazy, but now, my goal of eternal life has been achieved."

"..."

The parchment narrated up to this point, and the content after that was gone, suddenly showing a blank.