Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Harry felt like he had a very long dream.

In the dream, someone was screaming...a woman with red hair.

She was always begging another wizard not to kill the baby on the bed.

Harry knew the woman was dying... he had to help her... but he was like a bystander, unable to yell.

I don't know how long it took, the red-haired woman disappeared...a red-haired boy faintly appeared.

Harry felt so real, not like a dream.But he still couldn't move.

The red-haired boy stood up and stared at Harry for a long time, then lifted the quilt, embraced him, picked him up from the bed, and walked out of the dormitory... it was strange.

What is Ron going to do to him?!

After an unknown period of time, Harry finally woke up from his dream, his hands pressed tightly on his face.

The lightning-shaped scar was aching fiercely, as if someone had just pressed a white-hot wire on his skin.

He sat up, covered his scar with one hand, and looked around.

This is a strange room, with many stone pillars engraved with entangled snakes, towering high, supporting the ceiling.

Around, there was a group of unusual torches...The flames kept changing colors. It was purple just now, but now it turned to crimson, which also illuminates the ceiling of the room.

Seeing the ceiling, Harry was stunned.

There are pictures in every square and every inch, and above the head is a dazzling constellation map, with countless stars moving in special orbits.

This seems to be simulating the rotation of the stars in the universe.

But Harry couldn't recognize which star field it was. Although he had taken astronomy lessons, many of his homework had been written together with Ron.

Otherwise, plagiarize the answer circulating in the market.

Harry saw a headache, so he turned his head to the side, and suddenly found Ron lying flat on the ground.

"Ron!" Harry whispered, rushing to his side and knelt down.

"Ron! What's wrong with you, don't die! Please, don't die!" Harry cried sadly.

"Yes, artificial respiration!" Harry thought of the emergency relief taught at the Muggle school.

He took a deep breath, quickly lowered his head, pointed his mouth at Ron's, and spit inward.

Before the spit of water was finished, a strange voice came from nearby.

"You'd better not disturb Ron, he is in a illusion, communicating with death."

Harry was taken aback and turned around on his knees.Only then did he realize that there was still a person in the room.

It was a boy with black hair, sitting quietly at a stone table, holding a thick leather book in his hand.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

"My name is Tom Riddle and I am also a student at Hogwarts." The boy closed the book.

"Tom Riddle...you are the owner of Ron's Diary!" Harry said in surprise.

"Yes, it seems that Ron has told you." Riddle's mouth curled up with a nice smile.

"You just said where Ron is? Who do you talk to?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Illusion, communicating with death." Riddle repeated.

Listening to Riddle's words, Harry only felt cold in his hands and feet, and his whole body was cold. He said in disbelief, "You mean, Ron...dead?!"

"Not exactly." Riddle shook his head.

"Not exactly?!" Harry roared, his voice echoing violently in the room.

"You just said,'Communicate with the god of death'... doesn't it mean that you are already dead?"

Riddle stood up, his hands on his back, looking at Harry.

After a while, he sighed softly:

"To be honest, you disappointed me, Harry Potter.

I thought... you who defeated the Dark Lord have a better understanding of the mystery of life and death, but I didn't expect it to be so superficial."

Riddle shook his head.

"It seems that Dumbledore did not teach you his wisdom."

"What wisdom?"

"Maybe I should give the mission to Stark." Riddle murmured to himself: "He is a suitable candidate, but unfortunately...the sense of ritual is slightly insufficient."

"What are you talking about!" Harry exasperated. "Aren't we talking about Ron?! What happened to him?" Schoolbag Novel www.shubao100.com

"Your favorite Ron is not dead yet, he is in a illusion." Riddle explained.

"The illusion does not mean death... it is a world in between--"

"What do you mean?"

"At this moment, Ron is wandering there. He will either return to your world, or go straight to the arms of death... It depends on your next actions."

Harry tried to figure it out."Action... what do you want me to do?"

"I call you, naturally you have your mission."

Riddle glanced at the time, there is still a little time left...not panic at all!

"Summon me..." The secret room appeared in Harry's mind.

Since the beginning of the attack, everyone thought he was the opener of the Chamber of Secrets, a descendant of Slytherin.

"Listen," Harry said. "If you want to ask me about the secret room, I can assure you that I know nothing better than you—"

Riddle took a deep breath and said coldly, "Are you mentally retarded, Mr. Potter!"

"..." Harry didn't know why, so why swear?

"Use your head, which is not much bigger than the monster, and think about it, where is this place!"

Harry looked around, still shaking his head blankly.

"Please think about it..." Riddle said patiently. "You obviously slept in the dormitory bed in the middle of the night, but now you appear in this strange place for no reason...What has been circulating in the school recently?"

There was a chill across Harry."here is……"

"Silly Potter Yo."

Riddle's gentle accent disappeared, and he said in a fanatical tone:

"This is the secret room!"

Harry took a breath.

"To be more precise, this is the Sanctuary of the Chamber of Secrets, the great Slytherin, the place to delve into the prehistoric mystery, and the secret treasure he left to his descendants..."

Riddle gave a mysterious smile.

"I am the descendant of Slytherin!"

"Then why did you catch me and Ron here?!" Harry took a step back, squeezing the wand in his hand.

Riddle whispered in a calm and soft voice: "Don't be nervous, Harry Potter, if I want to hurt you, you are already dead on the bed.

As I said, I call you here for a reason. I need you to cooperate with me to complete a sacrifice ceremony."

Harry looked confused.

"Don't, don't look like that." Riddle said in a sad tone. "You should be honored that I have come to you, Harry Potter-you are the only one chosen by me."

Harry was irritated by Riddle's tone. He was not honored, but rather annoyed by being played with.

He said coldly: "Sorry, then you must have chosen the wrong person."

"I don't even know the secret room, let alone the sacrifice..."

"You don't understand yet, silly Potter." Riddle smiled.

"I didn't choose you...but Ron Weasley."

"He, let me choose you!"

The sanctuary of the sanctuary was dead silent.

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ps: Limbo is a state between life and death.

The seventh Deathly Hallows, Harry and Dumbledore were talking at King's Cross Station, and that state was a illusion.

Limbo comes from the hell chapter of Dante’s "Divine Comedy", "limbo" is the first circle of hell.Good people who do not believe in Judaism and Christianity live here.

This translation is given by Harry Potter in the traditional Chinese version, and there is no translation in the simplified version.

Therefore, the translation of the name "Misted Fantasy Land" feels very contradictory. It reminds me of the too illusory realm in the Dream of Red Mansions... it is not magic at all.

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The border of hell, its English name is limbo, so the translation is very comfortable.)