Lord of the Heavens Fate

The man did not answer Harry's question.

He was busy checking that the rope was tight.

When it was determined that Harry had been tied tightly and could not move at all, the man felt a black object from the cloak and rudely stuffed it into Harry's mouth.

Then, without a word, he hurried away.

Harry couldn't make a sound, and couldn't see where the man had gone.

He could not turn his head to look behind the tombstone, only to see the scene directly in front.

Harry guessed that the baggage of the baby was nearby, placed under the grave.

It seemed restless.

Harry stared at it, his scar achingly hot again.

He suddenly realized that he did not want to see what was in his baggage, let alone ... it opened!

"What is it in there?"

Harry's heart was full of fear and anxiety.

suddenly.

Harry heard a sound at his feet and looked down.

A large snake was wandering on the grass, spinning around his tombstone.

Huh! Huh!

A heavy gasp sounded.

The man pushed a heavy stone crucible into Harry's eyes, and the crucible was filled with water.

This crucible is large enough to accommodate an adult sitting inside.

The things in the baggage on the ground moved more vigorously.

The man quickly stroked the bottom of the crucible with his wand.

Crackling!

Flames jumped under the crucible.

The serpent swam into the darkness.

The liquid in the crucible seemed to heat up very quickly, and the surface not only began to boil, but also burst into sparks, as if burning.

The steam became thicker and thicker, and the man who looked after the flames became blurred.

The burden moved more urgently.

Harry became more and more disturbed, and heard a sharp, cold voice.

"fast!"

It came from that baggage!

After a while.

Sparks flashed across the surface of the water, as if covered with diamonds.

The man said.

"It's burnt, master."

"right now……"

Said the cold voice.

The man pulled away the baggage on the ground and exposed the contents.

Harry looked scared and exclaimed, but he was stuffed with the stuff in his mouth.

It was a sticky, ugly thing without eyes-no, it was more terrible than this!

Terrible one hundred times!

The man's hug looked like a curled-up baby, but Harry had never seen anything less baby-like than it was.

It had no hair, and it seemed to have scales on it, and its skin was dark and red, like a wounded tender meat.

Its arms and legs are thin and soft, its face, no living child has such a face.

It was a flat snake face with shiny red eyes.

The man held it in his hand and put it into the crucible, and with a hissing sound, it sank.

Harry heard the sound of its body touching the bottom of the crucible.

Let it drown!

Thought Harry.

His scars burned almost unbearably.

Please ... let it drown!

The man started talking, his voice trembling, as if frightened.

He raised his wand, closed his eyes, and said to the night sky.

"Father's bones, donated by accident, can make your son reborn!"

The tomb is cracked.

A small wisp of dust flew out of the grave and fell gently into the crucible.

The diamond-like liquid surface burst, sizzled, and sparks splashed.

In an instant, the liquid turned into a bright blue, and at a glance, it was toxic.

Harry saw the man whimpering.

He drew a long, thin, shiny silver dagger from his cloak, and his voice suddenly turned into a sobbing of extreme fear.

"The meat of the servant ..., donated voluntarily, will make ... your master, born again!"

He stretched out his right hand, the one with one finger missing.

then……

Grasp the dagger firmly with your left hand and wave towards the right.

Poof!

Harry didn't want to watch, and quickly closed his eyes.

But the potion turned fiery red, and the strong light hit his closed eyes ...

The man gasped and moaned in pain.

When the painful breath sprayed on his face, Harry realized that the man had come to him.

"The hatred, the blood of the enemy ... was forced to give ... to revive your enemy ..."

What is he going to do?

Harry struggled desperately, but he was tied too tightly.

Poof!

The tip of the dagger thrust into his arm.

Blood ran down the torn robe sleeve.

The man, still gasping for pain, trembled out a small glass bottle from his pocket and placed it next to his wound. A small amount of blood ran into the bottle.

He took Harry's blood staggeringly toward the crucible and poured it into it.

The liquid in the crucible immediately turned to dazzling white.

The man finished the task and knelt beside the crucible. He crooked and collapsed on the ground, holding his bleeding arm and gasping and sobbing.

The crucible was about to boil, and a diamond-like Mars splashed out.

So bright and dazzling, everything around turned into a black velvet-like color.

"It won't succeed! It must have drowned!"

Harry had the last hope in his heart.

He had already vaguely noticed something.

suddenly.

Mars on the crucible went out.

A white vapor rose from the crucible, hiding everything in front of Harry.

"Unsuccessful, unsuccessful ..."

Harry kept praying in his heart.

but……

Among the white mist.

The black figure of a man slowly rose, tall and thin, like a skeleton.

"Bring me a robe."

The cold, sharp voice said behind the steam.

The man sobbed and moaned, still protecting his residual arm, and hurriedly grabbed the black robe wrapped around the ground, stood up, and put it on his master's head with one hand.

The thin man stepped out of the crucible and stared at Harry.

Harry also saw the thin man's face.

It is paler than a skull, with two big red eyes, a nose like a snake's nose, and two nostrils.

For this face, Harry was both familiar and strange.

Because to be precise, he only saw him once.

The only time.

That's where the magic stone is hidden.

On the back of Chilo.

At that time, he was sharing a body with Chilo.

Even at that time, he ~ www.readwn.com ~ was still full of fear.

Harry was scared.

Since then, he will have nightmares every few days, and this face will definitely appear in his dream!

And don't know if it is an illusion, he always feels that this face is getting closer and closer to him.

Nearly it will be posted with him!

Only when he woke up from a nightmare would he get rid of that face.

Harry hoped that all of this was a nightmare, and as soon as he woke up, everything would disappear.

But it's a pity.

This is real.

The Dark Lord is back!

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