Harry Potter: Super Magic God

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Chapter 639 Destroy the Horcrux

For so long, she has not found any partner who supports her in fighting for the rights of house-elves. pb.m She has to start to reflect on whether her own method really doesn't work.

She didn't know until now, after listening to George's analysis. Not only would her approach not work, it would have dire consequences.

"You are also kind, but good intentions don't mean good results." George said gently, "You can continue to maintain your good intentions. But you need to understand that you know too little about the world, don't Too aggressive to do something big."

"Thank you, George, thank you for reminding me that I didn't make a big mistake." Hermione nodded silently.

She looked at Ron and Harry apologetically, and said embarrassedly, "The association whose name you can't remember is completely disbanded from now on."

Hearing the terrible consequences of her actions, she has completely dismissed them and continued to maintain the mind of the House Elf Promotion Association.

"That's good." George smiled and said with satisfaction, "Everything has to be done step by step. In the first action, we need to let the wizards understand that they don't need house elves."

He said calmly, "Start with every wizard around us, so that they no longer need house-elves. When house-elves are no longer attached to wizards, their freedom will follow."

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"Okay, it's very late, let's all go to rest, we have to continue training tomorrow."

George looked at the time, it was getting late. He didn't intend to talk any further, he picked up the locket and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.

Go back to the bedroom and close the door. Pb.

George tapped the mysterious magic circle on the wall with his finger.

The star-studded rune, the ever-changing symbols, spread from the wall to the entire house as if it had come to life.

He stepped on the ever-changing magical runes, as if stepping on a magic-built space.

The starry sky pouring down from the ceiling, together with the magic runes on the ground and on the walls, constructed a mysterious and mysterious world of magic.

George took out the Slytherin locket, which was restless and restless, beating constantly like a heart that was about to come alive.

The small lid of the locket popped open with a click. In the two small windows of the locket, there were two moving eyes blinking, black and bright, with a sly look.

A voice hissed from the locket. earth memory device

"I can see your heart, I can see your dreams."

George looked at the locket with a half-smile, "Try, can you really see my heart?"

"Twinkle and sparkle, the sky is full of little stars." The roaring voice read George's inner thoughts in a strange tone.

"What else?" George continued.

"As a human being, the most important thing is to be happy. If you are hungry, I will cook a bowl of noodles for you." The roaring voice said in a guilty tone.

"Go on, look again." George continued.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple"

The roaring voice roared angrily, "You are teasing me, you dare to tease the great Voldemort."

"Okay," George shrugged, "so you're not that stupid."

He took out a black gemstone that was as black as the universe, shining like a star, and muttered words in his mouth.

The two eyes in the locket immediately became hazy and illusory, and the roaring voice immediately shouted loudly, "I can give you strength, I can give you wealth, and I can give you youth"

The corners of George's eyes rose slightly, ignoring what the voice said, and continued to chant the spell.

Afterwards, a cold, piercing black smoke rose from the locket, and as soon as the black smoke escaped from the locket, it was sucked into the black gem.

George threw Slytherin's locket aside,

He took out another black gemstone ring, which was Marvolo's family heirloom, a ring inlaid with resurrection stones.

He continued to do this, muttering words in his mouth, and drew a cloud of gloomy black smoke from the ring.

...

He was throwing aside the Marvolo family heirloom ring.

For a while, in a trance, George appeared in a dark hall.

The hall was pitch-dark, as thick as ink, and the five fingers could not be seen, and it was silent, like a secret room where monsters were imprisoned in a dark crypt.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" George said absently, taking a slight step forward. "These little tricks are useless."

In the darkness, a dazzling green light passed by his side, reflecting George's tall and sturdy figure in black. [System] Ten thousand years of full-time male matchmaking

The green light flashed past him, like a sharp arrow shot into the night, before it was too far away, it was engulfed by the ink-like darkness.

"What's the trick?"

As he spoke lightly, with a wave of his arm, invisible air waves spread from his body toward the surroundings.

At the moment when he shot, three dazzling green lights suddenly lit up, surrounding him from three directions, leaving only the retreat behind.

"interesting."

George did not retreat or advance. A white light suddenly lit up on his body, and four silver mirrors appeared in front of him.

When, when, when, when.

The four silver mirrors that were hit were like rippling water, and more stones were thrown in one after another, creating more ripples.

After those attacks hit the mirror, they bounced back at a faster speed.

Three muffled sounds.

Black as ink, it began to shrink towards the center.

As the dark thick ink began to shrink, revealing the scene in the hall. A long and spacious hall with a high transparent ceiling reveals the scene that is the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

The thick ink-like darkness continued to shrink, and finally shrank into three groups, revealing three figures lying on the ground.

A young man with star-shaped eyebrows and a handsome face is Tom Riddle when he was young.

Another equally handsome face, slightly taller, was Tom Riddle in his youth.

The last, however, was a pale, skeleton-like face, with large, scarlet eyes, and two slits for the nostrils, as flat as a snake's nose. It was Voldemort in middle age.

The youngest Tom Riddle recovered immediately.

He ignored George, but turned into pitch black again and rushed towards the two figures on the ground.

The dark thick ink was like a huge mouth, swallowing the two figures.

"Nice strategy."

George looked at the figure swallowed by the thick ink and made an understatement.

"I didn't fight for the first time, but tried to attack me with other soul fragments, and I had some reservations in the sneak attack. After failing, I immediately devoured other souls."

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