Chapter 674 Evil Illusion

Harry remembered that Ivan said that the monster on this twisted and terrifying sculpture was a terrifying evil god.

A terrifying creature that comes from the void and does not exist in the real world. Its purpose of existence is to destroy all life.

He looked at the statue, a little strange, there was no reaction when he saw it last time, but now it was glowing red.

The flickering red light was like a sinful flame, and every time it beat, Harry's heart beat violently.

He has a bad feeling, the most evil breath in the world from the statue...

Harry was watching it, and of course it was the man who was watching it.

After a long time, his gaze finally turned to another black chair in front of the chair, which was a man with a stern face.

"Karesis, I need an explanation!" A cold and shrill voice came from the chair.

"As I said, my men let him escape by mistake!" Keresis said slowly, with the same indifference in his voice, "I am very sorry, Dark Lord, but he is dead. I executed him with my own hands. I hope Not to mess up your plans."

"Not this time, my servants dealt with him before making matters worse," said the grim voice, icy cold, "but I should perhaps warn you that I will not tolerate any more mistakes, you should know The basis of our cooperation, now even without your help...."

"Of course, I also hope you can remember this." Keresis said, as if he didn't hear the other party's threat, "In your current state, without my support and help, you can't do anything!"

"Really?!" said the cold voice again, "Do you think so?!"

The red light from Shandong on the statue in the middle of the room became more and more frequent, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.

The tip of a wand protruded from the edge of the chair, pointing at Keresis.

In the corner, a big snake was slowly swimming, approaching Keresis from behind.

Harry wanted to remind him, but the scar on his forehead was burning like fire, and he could feel the man's anger...

Strange power surged in the body, followed by piercing pain, as if every nerve was on fire.

The red light flashing on the statue gradually disappeared, and the terrible power dissipated with it.

Instead, it was an uncontrollable weakness, occupying every cell in this body.

Harry could feel it clearly as he put his wand back on it.

"Have you been able to use its power?" Keresis said softly, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"Not yet, but soon!" said the cold voice, "sooner or later it will be mine, and I am the strongest in the world."

"Obviously, while becoming stronger, you become more evil than before!" Keresis said, "The power of that thing is completely beyond your imagination, you don't even know what you are doing, you are doing it completely Playing with fire."

"The idea of ​​the weak!"

"Its power is cursed and should not exist in this world."

"Enough, Keresis, don't try to challenge my patience any more!" the cold voice snapped, changing into a greasy tone, "Our purpose is the same, and I also want to see my great ancestor give What have I left behind, I will help you solve that ridiculous trouble by the way, on the premise that you don't foolishly seek your own death!"

"As long as you remember your promise, my clansmen and I don't care about your affairs."

"Very good!" said the grim voice, hissing, "Nagini, you're out of luck, I'm not going to feed you with him, but that's all right, and Harry Potter...  ..”

The big snake also made a hissing sound, and Harry saw it spitting out a message, and it seemed that he couldn't help but want to devour himself.

The next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was still lying on the comfortable and soft four-poster bed.

Harry covered his face, the scar still burning so painfully that tears came from his eyes.

The pain was real, not a dream.

Like the one on Privet Drive, there is no dream less like a dream than the one just now!

Harry even felt like he had entered a hallucination, becoming that person...

"Damn dream!" he muttered, getting up from the bed.

In the darkness, Harry fumbled to put his glasses on, and checked the time, it was only after five o'clock in the morning.

On the four-poster bed next to him, Ron was still sound asleep, snoring lightly, his clothes still on the floor.

On the opposite side, Neville, Dean Thomas, and Seamus Finnigan were also completely still, immersed in their dreams.

Harry felt nothing could be more absurd than that, he had just been through possibly the most evil thing in the world, and his roommates were sleeping peacefully in their beds, unresponsive.

He rubbed his scar, not feeling sleepy at all.

Voldemort's power is growing, he has gained power that even the vampire is afraid of, and is ready to kill himself...

Harry felt he had to do something, tell someone about this, or he'd go crazy.

He thought of Ivan, but the other party should be sleeping now.

Harry shook his head, Sirius had told him what to do if the scar hurts again.

He decided to do as he was told, going to Dumbledore's office now.

He got up from the bed as fast as he could and put on his coat.

Harry walked out of the bedroom, thinking about the scene in his dream.

It was as real as the dream on Privet Drive, and he could recall all the details, trying not to forget...

He heard Voldemort accuse Keresis of making a fatal mistake, but the vampire obviously did it on purpose, because the guards guarding the man had already served him, and he felt strange anger, not because of the man's death, but himself His authority will be challenged and plans carefully planned for a long time will be destroyed.

Thanks to the good news brought by the owl, this mistake was made up, someone died...

Immediately afterwards, the topic shifted to Voldemort's recovering power. He was using the evil god statue to do evil things and gain power that should not exist in this world, and then they re-compromised and reached a consensus.

And the consensus is that he, Harry, will be used to feed snakes...

Harry walked out of the bedroom in thought, and was surprised to see Ivan sitting on the sofa in the common room, as if waiting for him.

"Harry, are you going to see Dumbledore?" Ivan asked softly, "Exactly, I'm going too!" (To be continued..)