Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

It was like a voice whispering softly in my ears.

kill…Kill…Kill…

It was almost like Voldemort's whisper, making people feel extremely frightened and unable to resist.

Veins popped out in the palm of the hand that was pinching his neck, and the carapace slowly melted to create a hole.

It seems that he has gained self-awareness, pinching his master and forcing him to ask: Do you surrender?do you agree? !Are you... ready? …

Five fingers actually inserted into the neck fiercely.

Blood is flowing.

Flows between the carapace.

The right hand holding the heart was also exerting force, the magic power melted the carapace, and five fingers grasped the right chest fiercely.

Penetrate the skin little by little.

The blood is flowing...and spreading.

The ground where Ron Weasley lay spread out.

Charlie's expression also became extremely panicked, and he quickly came to Ron Weasley's side, waving his wand, holding Ron Weasley's neck tightly with one hand, and waving with the other hand. , release the magic spell and heal as before.

Harry Potter didn't listen to Ron Weasley. He rummaged around in the package.

A bottle of essence was turned over. Harry Potter gritted his teeth and poured the whole bottle on Ron Weasley's neck. He opened another bottle and poured it on his chest.

Bai Xian made a tingling sound.

It was like a drop of water being poured into a frying pan, making a sound like beans popping.

The wound continued to heal, but it encountered a resistance...

Five fingers!

Harry Potter anxiously grabbed Ron Weasley's palm, ignoring his hands that were stained red.

I wanted to use force but didn't dare to use force: "Let go! Let go! Let go!!!..." Big tears fell down one by one.

Ron Weasley's head touched the ground.

The blood keeps spreading.

It spread out a bit unreasonably.

According to the amount of bleeding, a normal person would have already gone into shock, but Ron Weasley... looked pale and looked like he was not far from death.

"Fake Squid!" Hermione Granger screamed in horror: "You are bleeding." She stepped forward in horror: "Stupid pig, what's wrong? What happened? Fake Squid! You are ours Prefect!...How could this happen?!..." She ran in front of Ron Weasley in fear, and she muttered something.

Waving a wand.

Low-level black magic, immortal curse!

Hang on to other people's lives, even if it makes them disabled, disfigured, deformed, mutated...

Ron Weasley screamed.

The body began to fester.

Turned into blood, replenishing the blood that should have been in shock for a long time.

Visibly to the naked eye, he became thinner, skinny, and finally even began to look like a skeleton.

Sunken eyes...

Ten fingers left ten bloody holes on his throat and chest.

Pull your hand out.

The melted carapace suddenly grew again.

It grows out layer by layer.

In fact, this is the response of the remaining kindness and instinct in the hearts of people who do not want to fall when they fall.

That is, a subconscious reaction.

I don’t want to fall, but I can’t stop it.

Whether it's mentally or physically... it's the same...

Endless evil filled Ron Weasley's heart.

His expression also changed from ferocious to violent.

He reached out and pinched Harry Potter and Charlie.

Stand up slowly.

Such changes are alarming.

His eyes were slender due to the violence, and he looked at everything in front of him angrily.

Crazy babbles were murmuring.

Ron Weasley also murmured.

Kill, kill, kill...

Kill everything you see.

Use your hands, feet, magic, and every conceivable method to kill more lives.

Turn them into your own nourishment.

In the terrifying illusion, Charlie Weasley and Harry Potter, who were helping Ron Weasley, turned into trolls and werewolves.The troll and werewolf reached out, grabbed Ron Weasley's hand, put it on his neck, and then continued to exert force.

Ron Weasley's mind also became groggy, and he couldn't remember the cause and effect.

The palms of his hands strengthened in response to their strength.

But I always felt something was wrong and I was hesitating.

Fenrir Greyback whispered: "What are you waiting for?... When you let go, I will kill you?... Quickly... kill me... or I will kill you!" "

The troll was also humming.

After Ron Weasley listened, his eyes flashed red and anger burned in his body...

The hands began to exert force.

But...he still had the feeling that he wouldn't let go.

He didn't know why, but this feeling made him miserable.

The palm obviously feels soft, but it is as hard as titanium alloy.

At this moment, Harry Potter screamed in pain and groaned.

……

He looked in fear and pain at the red-haired boy in front of him who was muttering the word "kill" under his carapace.

Harry Potter was terrified.

He felt like the person in front of him was really going to kill him.

I couldn't help but feel regret in my heart, why didn't I listen to the other party's advice?Why come here again.

But if it happened again... maybe Harry Potter would do the same thing.

Because...he couldn't let his friend suffer alone like this.

Maybe...it would be better for a person like me to die in the hands of friends in such an era, right? …

Surviving in the hands of the enemy who killed his father is so painful and desperate.

Living with overwhelming hatred and pain is too much for someone like Harry Potter to bear.

Gryffindors are supposed to love and hate.

Being forced to suppress your natural instincts will only lead to endless pain.

……

Charlie looked at his brother in front of him in surprise.

He was stuck in a slightly bowed position because he was much taller than Ron Weasley, even with the carapace bonus of Ron Weasley's current carapace body.

He felt more than Harry Potter.

He could feel the palms on his neck tightening and relaxing.

When it's tight, it feels suffocating, but when it's loose, it seems like you can break free with just a little effort.

Ron Weasley is struggling...

Charlie is struggling too.

I just don’t know why, but every time I seize the opportunity to leave, I can’t do it.

Almost instantly he was strangled again.

Charlie waved his wand and chanted the spell intermittently.

All petrochemical!

Cast a spell on the eyes in Ron Weasley's carapace.

A red light flickered.

But it seemed to have no effect at all, and nothing happened.

The violent magic in Ron Weasley's body directly dispersed Charlie's attack.

Charlie was not discouraged, and kept releasing all the petrified objects one after another.

The flashing red light seemed to be a false light and shadow effect, without any effect.

……

Hermione was screaming, she didn't know what was going on and why Ron Weasley was choking the two of them.

But what she can understand is that Ron Weasley is dangerous now, very dangerous, extremely dangerous! ! !

At one point her voice reached the same range as the screaming Mandrake.

"Waterfalcon?!" Hermione Granger screamed, raising her wand, waving it and chanting a spell, and took out the casting materials with one hand, a rat tail and a rat heart.

Rat-hearted fear!

……

The scene was very chaotic.

In the distance, there was a screaming Mandrake, a wailing troll that persisted in not passing out and died, and nearby was a screaming Hermione Granger, who quickly cast spells as she reacted, as well as the struggling Charlie and Harry Potter who didn't know why he stopped resisting.

Tears welled up in the corners of Harry Potter's eyes.

It really... hurts...

Tears fell slowly to the ground.

In the noisy world, it seems to have turned into the crisp sound of water droplets dripping on the surface of the quiet lake.

Ron Weasley was like a person who was awakened from sleep. He retracted his hand in horror and looked at the two people in front of him.

Some looked at their hands in horror.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to laugh, but also seemed to want to cry.

Unknowingly, my eyes were filled with tears.

Then he looked at the struggling trolls with pain and anger.

He smiled ferociously, with tears streaming from his eyes.

Avada...Kedavra! …

Flashes of green light.

The giant monsters that were already struggling and desperate died one by one...

Green light enveloped their lives and slowly flew into Ron Weasley's body.

In the dry desert, bright red blood appeared, falling drop by drop on the sand.

It was quickly absorbed by the sand, dried up, and turned dark red...

The death of the five giant monsters brought a rain of blood like a small rainstorm.

It nourishes the desert and pollutes the soil.

The desert is blood red...drying quickly...seems greedy...never-ending sucking in the moisture of sin...