Chapter 753 When Alan Harris’s Beloved Fell to the Ground Wailing
( ) Bayer snapped his fingers, and a beautiful-looking parchment scroll with a gorgeous border and exquisite patterns appeared in his hands, and then he started writing on it with the flames on his fingers.
Voldemort squinted his red eyes and glanced at the piece of paper, and found that these demons were indeed cunning. They were the same things Bellatrix Black told the mysterious person about the demons she had seen from the family book when she was young. This demon The Grand Duke is trying to use these deceitful methods to entrap himself.
Deliberately waiting silently for Bayer to write, just when the other party was about to finish writing, Voldemort took out an ordinary piece of parchment from his robe and said, "Use mine."
"As you wish." Bayer didn't look disappointed. He just smiled and took it, and began to slide his fingers quickly on the parchment. But after writing a paragraph, he couldn't help complaining, "Business is getting more and more difficult. Done."
After writing, this simple contract flew to Voldemort. Voldemort studied the contract in his hand word for word. After confirming that there were no traps in it, the mysterious man signed his name on the devil's contract, and the contract automatically flew back to In front of Bayer. Bayer also added his full name.
The moment Bayer finished signing, the power of the contract allowed Voldemort to understand all the terms of the contract paper. Then Bayer threw the dark book in his hand in the direction of Voldemort, and Voldemort raised it Hands, let the book float in front of you, and look at it carefully.
The cover of this book is like sticky rotten flesh, with bumps and bumps, and it seems like something is constantly sliding and surging under the cover, constantly changing its position and drilling in and out. Just from the cover, you can feel the evil and chaotic atmosphere contained in this book.
The mysterious man's hands were flipping through the books. The demons in them were completely different from devils. Even the same kind of demons would look different due to the characteristics of the planes they belong to, and they would have corrupt and amorphous qualities. Dwelling in the abyss. When Voldemort opened the book, he felt that he could hear the crazy beating of invisible giant drums, the disgusting, monotonous timbre of the flute, and the endless howling of aimless, stupid and blind demons. In the middle of the scream, the bottomless abyss is in the midst of endless chaos, and everything seems to be biting hungrily.
The contract came into effect, and Bayer's tail swung in the direction of the group of Muggles who could only stand frozen in place no matter how panicked they were. The three silver-white skulls pierced through its tail opened its hollow mouth, pulling each of them out of the Muggles. The silver-white souls flying out of the melons' heads were sucked in.
In the end, six hundred and sixty-six Muggles collapsed on the ground in this hall. Later, their soulless bodies turned into powder and dissipated in the air of the hall. The swirling powder made the hall look like a layer of silver-gray snow.
Retracting its stinging tail, Bayer's reptilian eyes showing greed and pity paused for a moment on the remaining Muggles. The black venom from the corners of its mouth dripped faster at this moment.
With all this under his eyes, Voldemort turned the wand in his hand. He estimated that the devil in front of him was the same as he had expected. It was not that he didn't want to make a deal, but that he probably wanted to attack Alan Harry. The risk is too great. The strength and power shown by the other party in the war at the Ministry of Magic. Obviously, if they can't succeed in one blow, they will attract a steady stream of Aurors and eventually fall into a round-robin battle. That's why they are unwilling to complete the deal. Why use that kid? It's the lies told by the devil's best friend to perfunctory him.
Thinking of Alan Harris's teasing and deception of him, and Harris TV station's frame-up of himself, Voldemort's mouth twisted into a weird smile, "If you don't want to kill Alan Harris, then you can do it with his relatives and friends." ."
"Those are the relatives and friends of my best friend..." The tail wearing three skulls brushed in front of Bayer. Bayer took a long breath, turned his head and looked up and said.
Voldemort's eyes became cold, and he didn't even dare to hurt the boy's relatives and friends.
"We need more money." Bayer's reptilian eyes began to burn. He looked at Voldemort, his voice was cold and cruel, "My Lord Dark Lord, you don't have enough mortals left, so let's leave it alone for now. When you have all the money, I will I will look for opportunities, and you will naturally know when the contract is completed, and I will come to get it when the time comes."
"He wants his beloved to die miserably." The parchment flew towards Bair, and Voldemort's free pale hand slowly clenched into a fist, with unmistakable malice in his eyes.
Bayer caught the parchment that flew over, kept sliding his fingers on it, and read in his elegant voice with an exotic accent and ancient rhyme as if chanting, "When Alan Harris's beloved She fell to the ground wailing, letting her blood stain the earth in the end, and then I will complete the contract."
The next morning, London, Diagon Alley, the busiest commercial street in the British wizarding world.
Ollivander's Wand Shop, under the gold-lettered sign at the entrance, stood two Aurors in h94 uniforms. They patrolled the passers-by vigilantly. One of them, a thick and scary-looking male Auror with a beard, had wide eyes. , causing the passers-by who looked over out of curiosity to quickly shift their gaze.
"Puppy, are you in charge of Umbridge's relatives now? Do you have any idea?" Allen sat on the only bench in the store. A young Auror with a good image and temperament stood majestically in front of Allen. Behind Lun.
"Sir, her mother is dead, but Pluto found out that her brother should be living near Little Hangleton. It's not a big place. Don't worry, we should be able to find him soon." Poppai answered cautiously. It turns out that he was the Auror who brought Allen's fanatical male fan to Hogwarts to pray for Allen and Luna's forgiveness. This time, after Penelo took the Umbrella Team to Africa, He won this temporary escort mission by virtue of the first chance encounter.
"It doesn't matter. This matter is not an important matter. It's good if you can find it." Allen waved his hand to let the new guard relax. "Also, please go out and tell Pluto so that he doesn't scare others... He has to Get rid of this bad habit, otherwise Abbott would not have banned him from treating those victims at the World Cup..."
"Mr. Alan Harris, your custom-made wand is ready." At this time, Garrick Ollivander's large, light-colored eyes scanned a pile of long wooden boxes, each box There were name tags and instructions on the materials used to make the wand. Ollivander stretched out his hand to Allen in a gesture of invitation, "Please check."
The Auror who was about to go out quickly stopped, took out a piece of parchment, and began to carefully check the wands one by one.
"Alan, I still think that it is the wand that chooses the wizard. A directly customized wand like this will not be the most suitable partner for the wizard." During this period, Ollivander's soft voice sounded again, "But there is a wand on the back of the wand. Chaining is indeed a good idea... Doing this with a wooden wand may affect the power and effect of the spell..."
"Garrick, what I need is to let the students use wands that don't fit well. You know that in reality, wizards will inevitably encounter situations where they have to use other people's wands. Many picky wizards will not even use their own wands. Not a single spell can be cast, so I want them to try to see if this kind of training can improve the situation... That's why I asked you to add a circle of runes on the tip of the staff to suppress the power of attack-type spells. ..." Allen didn't want to argue with Ollivander about the concept of making wands. The other party had already regarded this sentence in the Ollivander family's wand-making technology as a life creed. He would mention this sentence to the law no matter what happened... .
Of course, Allen can also make wands himself, but he is not willing to waste time on such trivial matters as he is not short of gold galleons, so he chose to hand over this project to him. During the Goblet of Fire period, he exchanged part of the wand-making knowledge with him. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Ollivander, who has learned how to use metal materials to make wands, contracted this small project, and somewhat hypocritically used the reason that this would stimulate the economy of the British wizarding community to convince himself that it was not because of laziness. That’s why…
"Sir, there's no problem." After the new guard was tested, Allen raised his hand to stop Poppai from calling other guards to come in and help get these wooden boxes. He received all the wands one by one in his pocket. , and handed a box of gold Galleons to Ollivander's hand from the inside, then stood up and left the wand shop.
"Sir." The two guards at the door immediately stood at attention and saluted Allen.
"Let's go and pick up the clothes from Madam Malkin..." Allen strode towards the street, and suddenly turned to the bearded Auror and said, "Pluto, please go buy four ice creams and come back. If you want something with the flavor of gillweed, Pupai tell him what you want..."
Just when Allen and the three guards were eating ice cream in Diagon Alley, which was somewhat inconsistent with their image, in the perception room on the top floor of Ravenclaw's tower, Luna was lying across the legs of Allen who was nestled on the sofa. Dancing on her feet, she was playing with the Resurrection Stone in her hands, going to get the wand and magic robe. Allen just sent out his clone, and Luna also began to nest in the tower, using the clone to replace herself. Class is in session at Hogwarts.