Hogwarts: Rise of the Dark Legacy

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Inside the crucible on the workbench, the emerald green potion was boiling under the simmering fire, exuding an indescribable fragrance.

"Everything is ready to start."

Toby muttered to himself, and took a wooden box from the side of the workbench.

The wooden box was opened, and there was nothing else in it, but a handful of ashes, which belonged to his parents.

Toby took out a handful of ashes from the wooden box, sprinkled them into the cauldron containing the green potion, and began to stir.

"The bones of the parents, unintentionally donated, can give birth to the flesh."

Then, Toby took the Philosopher's Stone from the side again, without any hesitation, directly threw the Philosopher's Stone into the cauldron.

"The Philosopher's Stone, which contains the power of endless life, is forced to be donated to make bones grow."

At this time, after the magic stone was added to the emerald green potion in the crucible, it gradually turned blood red during the stirring process.

"Own blood, voluntarily donated, makes the blood flow."

Without hesitation, Toby took out a sharp dagger and cut his wrist, blood gushed out immediately and dripped into the cauldron.

After the blood was added, the blood-red liquid in the crucible began to boil, and diamond-like sparks splashed out, so bright and dazzling.

"The last step, the last step is still short!"

Toby's tone was a bit fanatical, he simply treated the wound on his wrist for himself, and a "healing as new" healing spell stopped the bleeding and healed the wound.

After treating the wound, he picked up the elder wand in his hand and pointed it at his head.

Toby's hands began to tremble slightly. This was the last and most important step in the magic of the twins with the same destiny.

Like making a Horcrux, split your own soul.

"Soul Split!"

Toby gritted his teeth and let out a low snort.

In an instant, Toby felt a sharp pain coming from his body, but it was not a physical pain, but a spiritual pain.

That kind of severe pain can make life worse than death, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives and bitten by hundreds of millions of ants.

"Uh!"

Toby let out a cry of pain and clenched his teeth. His originally fair face became even paler, without any trace of blood, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Although the pain was unbearable, Toby still controlled the wand in his hand and pulled the split soul fragments into the huge cauldron.

Suddenly, a white mist rose from the huge crucible, making it difficult to see what happened.

Toby stared at the white mist in front of him, success or failure.

Soon, a naked boy's body rose slowly from the huge cauldron. It was a boy about the same size as Toby, and his figure was similar, but his appearance was completely different.

The boy had curly blond hair. Although his appearance was different from Toby's, he was equally handsome.

"Are you going to keep me from wearing clothes like this, my dear?"

The boy suddenly opened his eyes and joked at Toby.

"I don't have the strength now, and there are no other clothes here. Besides, there are only two of us in this basement, so it doesn't matter if we wear them or not."

Toby gasped, splitting the soul is not an easy task, he feels very tired now.

"From now on, you are me, and I am you. If you want to run naked, I don't want to."

As the boy said, he walked out of the cauldron, jumped off the workbench, and walked straight to Toby.

"Give me the wizard robes you wear."

"Do it yourself."

Toby didn't bother to move and raised his hands.

"Aren't I just you? If you let me do it, you let me do it yourself."

The boy joked again.

"Would you like it anyway? I'm very tired now."

Toby was a little impatient. Although the person in front of him was himself, the two of them were not connected in thinking.

The so-called twins with the same destiny are also called twins of good and evil. Toby and the boy, one represents good and the other represents evil.

The power of this magic lies in that if the twins of good and evil are not destroyed at the same time, only the good son or the evil son is destroyed, even if the body and soul of one of them is destroyed, the other can be reborn immediately.

In addition, if the good son or the evil son is hurt, the damage will be shared equally between the two.

That is to say, that boy is now equivalent to Toby's Horcrux. Even if Toby is dead now, as long as the boy is still there, he can be resurrected immediately, and vice versa.

But this kind of magic is much stronger than the Horcrux, and the only disadvantage may be that it cannot make people live forever.

"Well, for the sake of you and me being alone."

The boy took off the wizard robe on Toby, and then put it on himself.

"Now, what should I name myself? How about Jamie Campbell Ball?"?

The boy said.

"Why the name?"

Toby asked, although he and the person in front of him are the same person, their thoughts are independent. It can be said that they are another self, and he represents the evil side.

"Of course it's because of my appearance, your appearance, and your name. I can assure you that if the two of us appear in front of Dumbledore or Grindelwald."

"They must be very shocked, and even wonder whether the other party has cuckolded themselves, or that they traveled through time and space to find them when they were young."

Jamie laughed.

Toby looks like Dumbledore when he was young, and Jamie looks like Grindelwald when he was young.

Or even more handsome than them.