Chapter 292 Gift? Reward?

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to see how pitiful you are and help you do some processing on your wand..."

Hermione said indifferently that Fanlin's wand only lasted less than two seconds in her hand before it completely melted into a puddle of gray liquid of unknown substance.

"There are so many impurities." Hermione said nonchalantly. Her fingers lightly tapped the liquid formed by Fanlin's wand a few times, and some mottled black impurities were peeled off from the original liquid.

It seemed that these black impurities accounted for a large part. Fanlin could see with the naked eye that the liquid his wand turned into was missing a large part.

He now has no idea what the person in front of him is trying to do. He was first put into an illusion. If it weren't for that otherworldly memory, Fan Lin would not have been able to discover that it was an environment in such a short period of time.

It seems that the woman did not completely read his memory. This may be due to his entering the soul world and the Occlumency Technique. However, this still makes Fan Lin feel frightened. The things shown in that illusion are so It's reasonable. If he hadn't made some small changes, if he hadn't known a lot of things in advance, then he would have been stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself.

However, the woman who was originally standing opposite him was actually helping him purify his wand at this moment. This made Fan Lin a little confused. He had no idea what the woman was doing. She could do it in just one breath. You can completely erase yourself from this world in just a short time, but...

"What on earth are you..."

"These are some small gifts for you. I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time..."

"Small gift?" Fan Lin asked, "But..."

Before Fan Lin could finish speaking, his body flew towards the woman uncontrollably. Fan Lin tried to use his magic power to prevent such a connection, but his magic power failed to capture anything. Unknown abilities.

"Yes, it's just a little gift..." The woman made a gentle move, and Fan Lin's body was once again tightly bound in the air, as if he had been hit by some advanced petrification spell. Fan Lin even turned his eyes. Less than.

"Soul of the original owner, I'm very curious about how you survived. It seems that you know a lot, but not enough..." The woman circled around Fanlin twice, and Hermione's big eyes were in Fanlin. He kept looking up and down his body.

"Where should I put it?" In front of me...Hermione...well, it was Hermione, tapping Fan Lin's body with her fingers.

Although Fan Lin knew that this was not the real Hermione, Fan Lin still felt a little nervous.

"Just here..." Uh... Hermione stood on tiptoes. On her fingertips, the silver-gray liquid transformed by Fanlin's wand kept rolling, as if she wanted to break free from the control of this woman who looked like Hermione.

However, Hermione didn't give the unconscious wand liquid a chance.

"You have to calm down, I don't have any extra patience..." Hermione murmured, and with a gentle move of her hand, a drop of purple-red liquid was injected into the original wand.

"It's useless anyway, just treat it as a little reward paid to you in advance..."

Fan Lin's eyes widened. Although he really wanted to close his eyes, unfortunately, such a simple action seemed to have turned into a delusion. He could only watch the woman press the unknown and constantly beating liquid. In the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Lin's head felt as if he was struck by lightning. After a thunder, he felt a numbness spreading from the center of his eyebrows, accompanied by pain like needle pricks. This simply made Fan Lin go crazy. It was as if someone had carved it into his skin and flesh, like the taste of ants eating away at him.

Well, he didn't know what it felt like, but he did know the feeling of mosquito bites. The smell... was really addictive...

Okay, the above are all my bragging words. In fact, Fan Lin only felt some slight stinging, and then Fan Lin felt a little numbness and coolness squeezed in from the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly Fan Lin felt that he had regained control of his body. He reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows, but there was nothing there. He only felt a slight bulge between his eyebrows, and then he stroked it thoroughly with the gentleness of his fingertips. flat.

"What did you do?" Fan Lin said angrily. The man in Hermione's appearance actually destroyed his wand. He couldn't feel anything strange now.

"I said, I'm just going to give you your reward in advance..." Hermione chuckled, her body sat back, and then the whole scene began to change in an instant, at least there was more in this white space. There were many colors, just like a rainbow, but it gave Fan Lin a weird feeling. He had experienced this kind of thing before, such as port keys, apparation, and space teleportation. He always needed to enter another dimension to see it. situation.

The woman seemed to be very leisurely. She looked behind her, and a chair with the same color as the space appeared behind her. What should I say?

Neon colors?

"Can you make this place white or something? It makes me dizzy..." Fan Lin felt a little nauseous, but the scene in front of him was really...

"Isn't this what you want? To find out what this place is like. As you can see, you are not in the original dimension at all..." Hermione waved her hand, and the colorful space turned back to a single white color. Although this would make Fanlin feel tired, it felt much better than the colorful space just now.

"Actually, I don't like this either, but I can't descend to your space dimension..." The woman said indifferently. She gently drew a line in front of her with her finger, and a dark crack appeared in front of Fanlin.

"What do you want?" The woman said, "How about ice cream? I still like that kind of cool and sweet thing..."

The woman waved her hand casually, and Fanlin sat back under an irresistible force. I don't know when a similar chair appeared behind Fanlin.

Fanlin felt a little dazed, and then something more satisfying happened in front of him. The woman clapped her hands gently, and a huge sundae that was still emitting cold air appeared in front of Fanlin.

"From Diagon Alley?" Fanlin was surprised. He was familiar with the decoration of the cup.

"It should be. I chose it based on your memory... Why, don't you like it?"

Obviously, this is not something that can be refused! (To be continued)