Chapter 267 I Won't Be Sad, Will You?

"Look! Look over there! Master is fine!"

Just as the Death Eaters were silent for a moment, a large amount of black air suddenly appeared around the Riddle Mansion. The black air seemed to appear out of thin air, without any warning in advance.

However, he saw that the black air was increasing, and it didn't take long before it covered the sky and covered the sun, and there was a certain evil and terrifying aura faintly exuding from it.

Mr. Blois frowned, but he didn't move. He didn't come here this time to fight Voldemort, so let's wait and see what happens!

So to speak, his wand was firmly pointed at the ground.

"This is... Could it be that..."

As soon as he thought of the dozen or so humanoid creatures covered in black air just now, Mr. Blois suddenly thought of something bad.

Just in case, he was still ready for a big fight.

At this moment, the black air all over the sky suddenly retracted and quickly condensed into a ball. The next moment, a humanoid monster that was wrapped in black air and constantly beating like a black flame appeared on the stage without a sound.

Yes, Voldemort also showed this form when he was fighting Dumbledore before, but at that time, he was scattered by Dumbledore with a magic beam of light containing rules.

Only this time, something seemed wrong with Voldemort's state!

"Ho... ho ah ah ah ah ah ah"

He just hung in mid-air, his black flame-like head was slightly lowered, and there was a terrifying roar from the back, which seemed to imply some kind of painful pleasure.

"Heh heh heh... Finally no again! This is my Dark Lord's body! You will never be able to take it away! Ho...huh...ahhhhhhhh"

In that strange and inexplicable muttering to himself, Voldemort, who had turned into black flames, suddenly struggled, his hands opened suddenly as if he was struggling to get rid of something, and his head was almost tilted to ninety degrees.

With the last mournful and manic roar, the dancing black flame suddenly exploded and dissipated into the air without a trace.

Voldemort... or rather, Tom Riddle's body reappeared.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, his gaze was full of coldness and arrogance, "What's mine is mine, you want to snatch my Dark Lord's body even with a broken stone tablet?"

Voldemort muttered to himself, and thought for a moment, then looked towards Bulova.

"Your Majesty's magic is not bad...very good," he said in a cold tone, "Now I believe it, if Your Excellency can help me capture Hogwarts Castle and kill Albus Dumbledore, then this deal can be negotiated !"

Just as he was talking, Voldemort paused again, and then he waved his hand and said, "Please, we can go to the mansion to discuss in detail about the matter of blood transformation..."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Blois took a deep look at Voldemort, and finally nodded.

To be honest, he originally wanted to be semi-forced. In his eyes, Eric Blois, this British Dark Lord is not worth mentioning at all.

But now he discovered that the things involved in it really couldn't be underestimated.

In fact, if possible, he doesn't want to make any more deals at this moment. Although it may not be possible to defeat Voldemort right now, but if...

However, some things must be done! He himself can die, but the person he cherishes is the one he wants to save no matter what, even if he pays all the price!

He, Eric de Ciz Blois, will try his best to get rid of the curse that has entangled the Blois family for thousands of years in his lifetime!

But this is not for the family, but for her!

Nodding firmly in his heart, Mr. Blois strode towards the gate of the Riddle Mansion, which was nearly half collapsed.

The moment he stepped into the door, the huge stone giant behind him collapsed in an instant, turning into a pile of mud, stone and soil clods of different sizes...

...

Just when the battle between Voldemort and Bulova had just subsided, Maca, Luna and Mr. Lovegood were standing at the gate of Beauxbaton's school,

Say goodbye to the Delacour sisters.

It's almost the middle of the month, and Lockhart's "Personal Audition" is being prepared in full swing. He should go back and help out, and practice some special magic that will be used in the "Audition" clicked.

In addition, of course, the related research on the Bewitching Monument needs to be completed as soon as possible. Although he wasn't just playing during this time, his efficiency was still relatively low after all.

Even though the summer vacation of other people's children has just started, Maca's summer vacation is almost over.

After Furong and Gabriel both turned and left, Maca turned her gaze to Luna.

"Luna... Mr. Lovegood... Let's part here first! I have to go to Durmstrang Castle..." Maca thought for a while, "Luna...if I don't If there is an accident, we may have to meet at the beginning of school."

"Huh?" Luna tilted her head and nodded with some doubts.

Maca looked at her old dazed look, and couldn't help but smiled slightly.

"Uh..." He suddenly leaned close to Luna's ear and whispered, "I will miss you."

Luna didn't realize that she was being teased a little, but still nodded innocently, and then showed a sweet smile.

"I will too."

Her serious answer made Maca a little embarrassed.

"Oh! Maca... can you go by yourself? No problem?" asked Mr. Lovegood with some concern.

Maca waved his hand, indicating that he was completely fine.

But when Mr. Lovegood apparated away with his daughter Luna, Maca still couldn't help sighing that his inability to apparate was really inconvenient sometimes!

He decided that every time he went to a place, he would make a special port key, so that he didn't have to go back and forth to fly.

After thinking about it again and finding that there seemed to be nothing or things left behind, Maca hurried to the airport and flew to the country where Durmstrang Castle is located that day.

...

Castle of Blois, Paris, France.

On the top of a certain tower in the castle, a white as frosty as snow swayed gently in the wind, constantly changing its posture with the direction of the wind.

This smear of white is soaked in the faint setting sun, quietly showing a little crystal.

That was Willi Blois, a girl who never seemed to show any expression.

At this moment, she was leaning over on the edge of the stage, quietly looking at the blurred scenery in the distance, but her heart was clear and clear, as transparent and flawless as a crystal ball that had been washed.

And behind her, there was a huge dragon's head protruding slightly, sending out bursts of dull roars.

Suddenly, a slight roar sounded over the castle of Blois. Willy raised his head slightly, just in time to see a faintly visible little thing dragging a long white mist across the air, flying all the way to the distance.

Willie blinked slightly, Xin's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but underneath were a pair of indifferent eyes.

"... Maca."

She muttered to herself in a heartfelt way, her eyes followed the high-altitude plane to the distance, until she could no longer see it, then she looked at the sky far away and continued to be dazed.

Life at home has always been like this, plain and simple, without thinking about anything. Willie's habit of being in a daze when nothing happens is exactly how she developed it.

But recently, she is not just in a daze. In her heart, there is a very important thing that she should miss.

This matter is said to be related to Maca, but it has nothing to do with Maca.

Of course Willie couldn't figure out such complicated things, she never thought about them. All she hopes is to live a good life and live every day in peace.

She doesn't want to attract anyone's attention, and she doesn't take the initiative to pay attention to anyone.

That's what she'd thought since she first entered Hogwarts. She went to Hogwarts for the sole purpose of having a place where she could plant all kinds of flowers and plants conveniently.

"...Anyway, it will end."

For Willie, she is destined to be just a passer-by in someone else's life, which she didn't choose, but she doesn't really hate it either.

Her father was very anxious about it, but she wasn't bothered at all.

Perhaps, if this kind of thing happened to other girls, she would think differently from her; but she did not reject this so-called "bad luck" at all.

In Willie's opinion, as long as she can see the world one more time, she is completely satisfied.

In the long history of the Blois family, the "curse" has continued, and she, Willie, is not the first, and maybe she will be the last.

If other girls are going to suffer from this, well, well, it's over.

"But, Maca..." Willie suddenly whispered to herself, "...would he be... sad?"

Willie doesn't really know how to deal with this boy who forcibly broke into her life. No, she actually doesn't know how to get along with anyone.

This has nothing to do with the so-called "bad luck", it is entirely due to Willie's nature.

But even if she doesn't understand at all how to interact with others, she even doesn't like to interact with others. But for Maca, she never felt any obstacles.

It was a very natural and subtle feeling, as if two people were together without interfering with each other and could coexist without any scruples.

Unknowingly, Willie silently accepted Maca's existence.

To this day, when she watched her father go out in a hurry again, she remembered what was about to happen to her.

However, the first thing she thought of was Maca's faint figure.

"...He, definitely...will not be sad."

Willie tried to use her pure thinking to draw an incomplete end to this story that was destined to have no end.