Chapter 133 Nightmare Warning

Schelling woke up from his nightmare with a cry of surprise.

He opened his eyes, his forehead and back were wet with sweat.

It was an apocalyptic scene.

The blue sky was replaced by the color of blood, dotted with groups of gray clouds.

The air is full of rotten smell, and even the wind blowing is salty.

The land was desolate, with large swaths of black flames raging everywhere, burning everything in sight.

In the sky, there was a huge black dragon flying recklessly, roaring loudly and spitting out black flames.

On the ground, in front of Xie Lin, a wizard with black fur all over his body, his hair like thick steel needles, with a black metallic luster, tall and burly, comparable to a hybrid giant, roared and roared loudly, behind him Followed by large groups of shockingly ugly monsters.

On the ground, behind Xie Lin, an ugly man without a nose let out a long, ugly and terrifying laugh. Behind him were a group of masked men, as well as dementors and werewolves. , giants, and the army-like Inferi.

Schelling stood alone, scared and confused.

He lowered his head.

At his feet, Daphne, Astoria, Maury, Lucius, and Narcissa were lying on the ground with peaceful faces, motionless, but the blood stains on their bodies all showed that they were dead. fact.

"No——!!!" Xie Lin's eyes turned red, and he looked up to the sky and screamed, "This is not true!"

The picture suddenly shattered into pieces.

The black dragon, the half-giant wizard, and the noseless wizard were all gone.

A hazy black shadow appeared in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see it clearly.

Suddenly, Dumbledore appeared with his face covered in blood, and he said painfully: "Shellin, why is this happening...what have you done...what have you changed...it shouldn't have been like this..."

Before Xie Lin could reply, Dumbledore's face turned into Meredith's face again, with two rows of tears hanging under her eyes: "Xie Lin, have you forgotten me...do you know, I have been waiting for you, waiting for you to save me...but where are you..."

"No, it's not!" Sherin only had time to say this, and Meredith's face suddenly turned into Draco's face again. Draco's face was full of fear, "Shellin, run quickly. ! Run away! Ignore me! It’s all my fault! Don’t worry about me anymore, run away...”

"What are you talking about?" Before Xie Lin could figure it out, Draco suddenly had a sinister look in his eyes and shouted wildly: "Suffer death! Astoria should have been mine!"

Xie Lin looked at his abdomen, where Draco had stabbed him deeply. There was a lot of blood and the wound was very painful, but his heart hurt even more. Xie Lin's face was full of tears, "No, that's not it. My...brother, listen to me..."

Feeling weak, Xie Lin covered the wound with his hand and squatted on the ground, "You..."

"Why!!!" Reluctance and anger filled his heart, and he felt the magic power in his body about to move, as if telling him, break out, break out, release all the magic, release it all!

Xie Lin looked at his hands, which began to be filled with black energy again. He felt that the black magic was gradually eroding his sanity, "You forced me!"

"Avada Kedavra!" Xie Lin used all his strength to point his wand at the black shadow and shouted angrily.

There was a bang, and the face of the black shadow suddenly turned into Hermione. Her eyes were wide open, full of bitterness and despair, "Xie Lin... we really... can't we be friends after all?"

She fell into Xie Lin's arms, her eyes shining with inexplicable light. She raised her hand with difficulty, touched Xie Lin's face, and said angrily: "Xie Lin, I don't blame you, I just hope You can know my thoughts... It is enough for me to die in your hands..." After saying that, she closed her eyes and dropped her arms weakly.

Uneasiness, despair, fear, helplessness, powerlessness, doomed...all kinds of negative emotions crushed Xie Lin.

A familiar voice came from my ears, "Tsk, tsk, did you kill your beloved and gain unparalleled power? How does it feel? My child..."

Xie Lin raised his head suddenly, trying to see clearly who was speaking.

Then he woke up.

It's a dream.

What a dream is this!

Xie Lin had the urge to throw the pillow out with great force.

Touching his body that was soaked with sweat, he decided to go to the bathroom and take a shower.

Although the cleaning spell was faster and more convenient, taking a warm bath could relax him, allow him to clear his mind, and also allow him to organize his thoughts.

While rubbing lather on himself, Xie Lin hummed a song, and suddenly there was some unspeakable depression in his heart.

He knew that this must be related to that dream.

Are you still unable to let go? It's no wonder, everything in the dream is so real, and those negative emotions are just like personal experience.

He put on his nightgown again, looked at the comfortable bed, and hesitated for a few seconds.

He sighed. He knew his character well. If he didn't figure out this inexplicable dream, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took out the elixir from the suitcase space, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

It is fortunate that Xie Lin has the support of Sister Gulana and the Medieval European Wizard Federation, otherwise he would not dare to waste the expensive and rare Felixir. Thinking of this, he was extremely grateful that he had accepted the invitation of the Medieval European Wizard Federation.

There is not much Felixir left, and it is estimated that it is enough for one more use. It seems that he needs to write to Sister Gulana to ask if he can get another bottle. Well, Professor Slahoen seems to owe him a favor, so asking him is also a good choice.

As for refining it yourself? Don't be silly, not only is it difficult to find the materials, but it is also very time-consuming to refine it.

After drinking the Felixir, he closed his eyes and secretly thought about what the most important details in the dream he missed.

He suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and ran to his private book bag. Sure enough, there was really an abnormality in the book bag. It seemed to come alive, and there was a faint glow on the cover of the book, emitting strong magic fluctuations.

"The Secret of Cutting-edge Black Magic".

Schelling still remembered that this book was taken from the secret room of the Black family. It recorded the secret of the Horcrux. Sirius's brother Regulus also saw through Voldemort's biggest secret through this book.

Schelling had read this book a long time ago and learned the "forbidden word spell" from it. What details in the book did he miss?

He turned to the first page, the preface page, for some reason.

It was a blank page with a triangular fold in the lower right corner. Schelling opened the fold and smoothed it out - the author's name, Evil Egbert, was written in fly-sized font on it.

Schelling showed a thoughtful expression. Is this what the Felixir wanted to discover?

The effect of the Felixir is not to increase a person's luck, but to enhance a person's sensitivity to changes in the surroundings, making it easier for him to see some important details that were missed.

Schelling believed in his intuition. Since the Felixir guided him to discover this thing, it could not be aimless.

Schelling recalled the current situation.

In his previous life, like most Harry Potter readers, he thought that Voldemort was the biggest villain in this magical world, the most powerful and evil dark wizard. At most, if we trace back a few decades, there is another Dark Lord Grindelwald.

Two generations of Dark Lords are almost the most terrifying representatives.

After coming to this world in person, he really saw how deep the water hidden in the depths of the magic world was.

The Shadow of the Dragon, the Ghost Society, the Knights of Walpurgis, the Black Sin Square, and even the Malfoy family where he was born and raised seemed to have an incredible inheritance.

He found that his thinking was affected by the so-called "knowledge" in his previous life and entered a thinking error.

Who said that only Voldemort knew how to make Horcruxes?

The method of making Horcruxes has long been lost and become a mystery, but it was not invented by Voldemort. Voldemort can study it, which means that others can do it!

At least the author of this book can!

This is what the Felixir wants to tell him! The Great Evil Egbert! He is still alive!

Regardless of the past and present lives, Schelling is not unfamiliar with the Great Evil Egbert.

The so-called Great Evil is just an abbreviation, and the real meaning is "Extraordinary Great Evil". In fact, according to the magic history that Schelling is familiar with, wizards of his time prefer to call him "Battle Maniac", which shows that he is an extraordinary dark wizard.

His most famous battle must be the battle with "Evil Murrick".

At that time, it was about the end of the eleventh century.

The eldest of the three Peverell brothers had just made the Elder Wand, and he was eager to use the Elder Wand to duel. After winning the duel, he ran to the bar to get drunk and confessed the power of the Elder Wand. As a result, he was assassinated that night.

In the following month, the Elder Wand caused competition from all parties, setting off a bloody storm, and finally fell into the hands of a famous dark wizard at the time, he was Emeric the Evil.

Emeric the Evil himself was very powerful, and owning the Elder Wand was simply a tiger with wings. Several dark wizards who came to snatch the Elder Wand were killed one by one by him.

At this time, almost everyone believed that the evil man Murrick would become the new owner of the Elder Wand.

Unexpectedly, the great evil Egbert appeared. He challenged the evil man Murrick openly and launched a one-sided "massacre" against the latter with extremely amazing strength. This was a world-famous feat at the time. He was the first person to defeat the holder of the Elder Wand by his own real strength.

This record was kept until many years later, when Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald and successfully replicated the amazing record of defeating the holder of the Elder Wand.

However, Schelling also knew that the great evil Egbert's final end was not very good.

He acted too perversely and violently. He didn't sell the face of both the black and white worlds. Whoever dared to stand in his way, he would kill him.

As a result, one day, Gryffindor, who was full of justice, finally couldn't hold back, put down his position at Hogwarts, and came from afar to challenge him.

The two fought a fair battle, and Gryffindor was defeated with honor. He not only managed to escape from the power of the Elder Wand, but also successfully stabbed the evil Egbert in the shoulder.

The tragedy of the evil Egbert was just beginning. On his way back, he was ambushed by several powerful wizards, who were masked and cleverly disguised to conceal their identities.

However, judging from the magic they used, whether it was black magic, white magic, elemental magic, transformation magic, or even druid magic, it was clear that the attackers were both black and white wizards. The great evil Egbert had been injured and consumed a lot of energy. At this time, he fought hard and fought his way out to his apprentice, Godlot, to rest for a while and then seek revenge.

What he didn't expect was that his most trusted apprentice actually betrayed him.

At that time, Hogwarts had just been established, and the master-apprentice system was still the mainstream in the magic world. The master was like a reborn parent, and the relationship with the apprentice was very close, so the great evil Egbert really never thought that this apprentice he loved so much would actually betray him for the Elder Wand.

The great evil Egbert was "killed" by Godlot. Not only was the Elder Wand taken away, but he also took away all the inherited secrets, which he shamelessly claimed as his own. After a makeover, it became his masterpiece, The Most Toxic Magic.

Of course, now that Schelling knows the identity of the author of "The Secret of the Cutting-edge Black Magic", he has also speculated one thing.

The great evil Egbert at that time must have hidden at least one trick. He did not tell his apprentice about the Horcrux, nor did he let his apprentice know that he was unkillable.

Although the great evil Egbert lost the Elder Wand, he was not dead.

Moreover, although Godlot had heard of the existence of Horcruxes, he did not record it in "The Most Toxic Magic", and it was obvious that he did not receive this inheritance. In fact, the level of black magic in "The Most Toxic Magic" is at most half of that in "The Secret of the Cutting-edge Black Magic".

From this point of view, the inheritance obtained by Godlot is not complete.

Now the question is, if the great evil Egbert is not dead, where would he be?

Oh my god, now in addition to Voldemort's seven Horcruxes, there is another Horcrux to deal with?

Ah! I'm afraid there are more than one!

Speaking of Horcruxes, Schelling thought of another thing.

In a previous interview with the author Rowling, Rowling once said that there was an ancient Greek wizard named Herbo the Despicable, who was the first person in history to successfully make a Horcrux! Interestingly, Schelling has never seen any book that records the destruction of his Horcruxes.

So, is Herbo the Despicable still alive?

If he is still alive, where would he be? Why is he so unknown with his strength?

Herbo the Despicable, the inventor of the basilisk, the first wizard to successfully complete the Horcrux, and the earliest snake whisperer in known history, with these three achievements, his life is destined to be extraordinary. There is no record of his second half of life in historical records, which is simply unreasonable!

You know, his first half of life was so glorious. He lived in ancient Greece, and was known as one of the four great legends of the time, along with "Invincible Andros", "Transfiguration Goddess Circe", and "Prophet Mopsus". He was revered by the entire European wizarding world. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the originator of modern black magic.

Sherin felt a little irritated. He had a hunch that if these old guys were not dead, they would probably appear one by one...

What he was most worried about was whether these two old guys had any relationship with the Shadow of the Dragon, or the Ghost Society, the Knights of Walpurgis, and the Black Sin Square...

Ah, thinking of this, Sherin's head began to hurt a little.

(Note: The above interview refers to the interview that Rowling accepted on the official podcast Pottercast on December 17, 2007, No. 130)