Hogwarts Card Drawer

"Dad! Thank you for giving me life." From the flames, eyes and mouth appeared, like a cute face, that basketball-sized fireball was really alive, and Cronos called him Dad.

"This is really amazing." Cronos stared at him.

Immediately afterwards, Cronos touched the fireball-like soul, like a pet, and it was not hot at all.

Then the Underfire gradually extinguished, and strangely, the place where the raging Underfire had burned, it seemed that there was no shadow.

Cronos couldn't help but look closely at the creature he had created. This God-like feeling made Cronos very pleased.

But gradually, Cronos realized that something was wrong again. Chronos didn’t notice in the dark fire just now. Standing on the dark fire disappeared. Chronos found that the body of the artificial human was gradually becoming transparent. Finally, Chronos could vaguely see another through his body. he.

Cronos took a closer look, how could it be that two cyborgs were trained! The clay figure that Cronos pinched was still lying in the magic circle, but he was no longer in the mud, and actually became as flesh and blood as a human being.

Moreover, Kronos also found that he could not pass through this man-made man floating in the air. His current state was exactly the same as the state of the resurrected man from the resurrection stone. It was physical but very illusory.

Chronos was stunned at once. Judging from the mud man lying on the ground, his body training should be successful, while watching the floating artificial man's own soul training should also be successful. The only thing that failed was the failure of the combination of the two, Chronos, and in the end Chronos made such a situation.

"Why don't you go in there?" Cronos asked the conscious man.

"I can't get in! Dad, he rejects me." The robot looked aggrieved.

Cronos is even more puzzled, can a muddy person have his own consciousness?

But now it's too late for Cronos to say anything, he failed after calculating for a year last semester.

Cronos looked at the conscious artificial person, and after a while he said, "You are the first artificial person I created. No, you can't be called a human in this way. Your state is called a demon. Bar!

"As for the name, your name is Adam!" Cronos said to Adam.

"Yes, Dad, Adam will be my name from now on."

"Well, do you still need to prepare a separate room for you like this?" Cronos couldn't help asking. He, the creator, didn't understand what he had created.

"No need, Dad!" Adam shook his head, "I can live in your wand, because I am the life you created with the wand, and I can open up my own elemental space in it."

Cronos was a little embarrassed when he heard it. Adam said that it was as if Cronos gave that wand.

"Hmm! If you don't need to summon you in the future, you can rest in my magic wand. There is a separate element space for you, right?"

Speaking of this, Chronos suddenly remembered, "Because the soul casts the curse, when it injects the soul into you, it will also open up a habitat for you in the magic wand that you cast, and at the same time The command of the spellcaster is supreme, followed by the magic wand. If the master is not there, then you must obey the command of the person in the hands of the magic wand."

"Yes Dad!"

Cronos nodded his head seemingly understanding, but this was actually the setting of the soul incarnation curse.

Anyway, Cronos is half done! Cronos could only comfort himself in this way.

Harry wanted a better way of welcoming, but he yelled at his friends.

Then he noticed that Sirius' voice sounded so dry and painful. He followed the godfather to the bottom of the stairs and entered the kitchen in the basement through a door.

The kitchen looked exactly like the hall above, gloomy and dark. It was a cave-like room surrounded by rough stone walls. Most of the light came from a huge flame in the innermost part of the room. A thick cloud of smoke hung in the air, like gunpowder on the battlefield.

Look at the hideous shapes of cooking utensils and pans made of heavy iron hanging from the dark ceiling. This room is full of chairs for meetings. A long wooden table is placed in the middle of the chairs. It is filled with rolled parchment, goblet, empty wine bottles, and a pile of what looks like Something with a rag.

"Harry!" Mr. Weasley yelled. He greeted Harry in a hurry and shook Harry's hand tirelessly. "It's nice to see you!" Through his shoulder, Harry saw Bill. Bill still had long hair and a ponytail~www.readwn.com~ He hurriedly rolled up a long piece of parchment and threw it on the table.

"Did the journey go well, Harry?" Bill greeted Harry as he tried to put away a dozen scrolls. "So, Moody didn't let you come here through Greenland?"

"He's tired," Tonks said, she strode forward to help Bill, and quickly knocked a candle on the last piece of parchment, "Oh no!-I'm sorry -"

"Come here, dear." Mrs. Weasley was angrily and repaired the parchment with her wand. In the light of Mrs. Weasley's spell, Harry glanced quickly at the parchment, which seemed to be an architectural plan.

Mrs. Weasley saw Harry's gaze. She quickly grabbed the plan and stuffed it under Bill's already severely overloaded arm. "These things should be cleaned up immediately after the meeting," Mrs. Weasley complained, and then she walked to an old cooking counter and started putting dinner plates. Bill took out his wand and muttered, "Disappear!" Then the scrolls disappeared.

Then a dinner no less than a Hogwarts dinner began.

Fred and George buried their entire faces in the shape of a wine bottle; George was hiccuping. For some reason, Mrs. Weasley threw an extremely annoying look at Sirius, and then stood up and took a large chunk of rhubarb bread crumbs to make pudding. Harry looked his godfather up and down.

With three pieces of rhubarb crumb pudding and later custard, Harry's jeans belt felt tight and uncomfortable (the jeans we are talking about once belonged to Dudley). The conversation stopped temporarily when he put down the spoon.