Not far from the manor, in the dark forest, a pair of glowing red eyes looked at the manor.
"The fate of the betrayer has already been determined..."
The hoarse voice was heard rubbing among the leaves, and as the voice fell, another weak voice also sounded.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
The voice sounded again and became sharp: "Haha, you are not qualified to know, little Barty."
"Your betrayal disgusts me."
"I have never done anything to betray you..." Little Barty's weak voice became stronger.
"Then tell me Briod's weakness!" The sharp voice became fierce.
"...You can kill me." After saying this, Barty became silent.
Faced with Barty Jr.'s silence, Voldemort had already lost patience. If he hadn't needed Barty Jr.'s body, he wouldn't have been able to keep Barty Jr.'s soul to maintain his body's vitality.
"Hoo!" the wind shouted.
Harry, who was staying in the manor, sat uneasily on the sofa in the temporary potions room. He swallowed when he heard the sound of wind blowing against the window outside, and his heart trembled for no reason.
It was at this moment that he covered his head in pain.
A large number of snake-faced snakes were swaying in front of Harry's eyes, screaming and trying to take away Harry's life.
...Peering through the curtain from a distance, Snape's heart felt slightly. He seemed to see Harry sitting on the sofa, struggling in pain.
Voldemort!
Snape looked at the curtain in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, he used a special potion bottle to absorb a trace of the power of the curtain, and hurriedly retreated.
His speed is very fast, but this is the easiest way to attract the attention of Slytherin behind the curtain.
Sure enough, as Snape retreated, a large skeleton-like hand flew out from the curtain and grabbed Snape's arm.
Snape raised his wand with his other hand, and the magic hit the skeleton hand hard.
ah!
A heartbreaking pain jolted Snape's brain, and he felt the blood stinging in every part of his hand.
But he must persist.
The big hand was shaken back by Snape's almost self-mutilation method, giving Snape a chance to escape.
In the distance, Grindelwald was fighting a monster emerging from the curtain. When he saw Snape appearing, he handed him a bottle and hurriedly left half-covered in an invisibility cloak.
In the manor, when Snape arrived, Harry's body was already covered with snake scales.
"Potter." Snape came forward, took out a paper crane from his arms, opened it and flashed the magic.
This is a magic item used to communicate with Bree, but it can only be used once.
The notebook as the main body is still stuck in the cracks, and it is difficult to give these separate parts much power.
Snape began to use magic to explore Harry's situation, and he could clearly feel that there was a snake-shaped soul in Harry's body fighting for sovereignty.
Harry began to fall into a deep sleep for no apparent reason.
"You can't wake up if you fall asleep, Potter." Snape pinched Harry's neck and tried to cheer him up.
"Snape..." Harry squinted his eyes in pain. He wanted to open them, but he couldn't.
"Snape!"
"Poof!" A dagger penetrated the heart under the black wizard robe.
The invisibility cloak on Snape slipped to the ground, and blood dripped down the handle of the dagger onto the invisibility cloak, causing the cloak to appear colored.
"Snape, Snape!" Voldemort's soul in Harry suddenly withered. His almost lifeless way of controlling Harry had consumed his strength. It was almost impossible for him to control Harry again.
Instead, he might be swallowed by Harry's soul.
But the ending was what he needed.
"Da da da!" A footsteps came slowly.
Harry hugged Snape and covered his heart, which was bleeding continuously.
"Snape, Snape!" Harry shouted, tears falling from his green eyes.
Snape slowly raised his hand and stared into Harry's jewel-like green eyes.
"These are the most beautiful eyes, Lily."
"Crack!" Snape slapped the ground with his hand.
"Snape, Snape, I haven't said sorry yet, Snape!"
"I'm sorry for what my father did, I'm sorry..."
"Snape..."
"Da da da..." Little Barty, who was controlled by Voldemort, walked up to the two people lying in a pool of blood.
Harry looked at the feet on the scarlet-stained invisibility cloak and slowly raised his head.
"Little Barty...no, you are Voldemort, you are not dead!"
Harry stared, his eyes bloodshot, as if he wanted to eat Voldemort alive.
"Stupid look, hahaha." Voldemort stretched out a finger and pointed at the scar on Harry's forehead.
"Ah!" Harry yelled in pain. He wanted to move away from this disgusting hand, but found that his skin seemed to be connected with Voldemort's fingers.
Harry felt like something was missing in his body.
"Ah!" Voldemort exclaimed and hurriedly pulled his fingers away.
"That stupid magic!"
Voldemort stretched out his hand, and a burst of magic burst out from his fingertips, hitting Harry hard, but a magic appeared on Harry's body to resist Voldemort's attack.
However, this magical collision still knocked Harry away as he hugged Snape, and even took Snape's body with him.
Harry hugged Snape hard.
Voldemort snorted coldly and was about to continue taking action, but the paper crane that Snape had contacted Bree had made some movement.
A ray of light flew out of the paper crane and turned into a teleportation circle, taking Snape and Harry away.
Voldemort stopped his hand and extinguished the magic in his hand.
"You're late, dear Odd." Voldemort looked at the invisibility cloak under his feet and sneered. He didn't care about the blood at all. He picked up the cloak and left here.
After all, this manor is Grindelwald's stronghold, and he shouldn't stay any longer.
…
"Snape?"
At the bottom of the Black Lake, Bree was observing the situation in the small world in the notebook. After feeling Snape's call, he began to weave a teleportation circle remotely, but when he successfully teleported, it was Snape's body that came to him.
No, it was Snape who was about to die. The last trace of breath left by Harry began to disappear after he was successfully teleported.
Brittany could vaguely see Snape's floating soul.
"Quickly, save Snape, Bree, save him!" Harry cried bitterly, blaming himself.
Bree shook her head.
"His life has come to an end, and that dagger has a strong curse."
Can Bree save Snape? No, but there is a way to keep Snape alive in this world.
But that was definitely not what Snape wanted, and Snape was too tired from living.
"Is there really no way?"
There was no way Bree could let Snape survive intact, he was not a god...
Um?
Snape's soul floated out, and Bree's eyes flashed with light, quietly watching Snape's soul fly into his little world.
The small world is like the rain after a long drought, getting what it has always longed for.
The whole small world has undergone slight changes.
"Life goes on forever..."
Bree's brain roared.
Previously, Bree created the small world as a refuge for humans, so there was no idea of creating living beings. He only created a living environment without real living beings.
Now, when the first human soul entered, it seemed to have undergone a qualitative change.
"How can a world that doesn't move around be complete and become stronger and stronger?"
The soul is also an important cornerstone of the world.
Only by the continuous transformation of the soul, becoming countless living beings and undergoing the cycle of life and death, can the limited world be alive.
After understanding the reason, Bree closed her eyes.
Harry, who was still crying next to him, suddenly felt himself being lifted up and thrown out of the Black Lake. When Harry recovered, he had already appeared at the entrance of Hogwarts Castle.
And the entire Black Lake is still calm.
At the bottom of the lake, dense natural magic gathered around Buri, and directly opposite, the notes in the cracks also glowed with inspiration.
Originally, Bree wanted to include the entire Hogwarts, Forbidden Forest, and Black Lake into his own little world, but now, he has a new idea.
This idea is very dangerous, because accommodating these few places is already a sign of a small world. If there are more places, it will be difficult to control Brie, and the power of barrier protection will be lost.
But everything is worth it, just to realize this conjecture.
"By enveloping the whole world with the power of the small world, I don't have to control the world. I just need to make all the dead souls summon for me and create a possibility for my family."
"Using the power of the soul, we may be able to create a world that can resist death and survive outside the cracks."
"Buzz!"
The notes kept flashing, and the magic power spread like waves.
Outside the black lake, there were ripples, and the whole Hogwarts felt shaken.
Then, a brilliant light spread outward.
In Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall just found Harry crying and was startled by the magic, but it went away as quickly as it came.
Soon the spreading magic dissipated.
But where no one can see it, the scope of the small world is getting bigger and bigger.
"The larger the scope, the weaker the world's barriers. I hope you can persevere." Bree looked at the notes in front of her. There were already some wrinkles on them, and the dead energy also took advantage of the weakening of the barriers and began to invade continuously.
notes.
Bree could do nothing to help but wait.
If it fails, then Bree will have no way to use the small world to take the entire Hogwarts population away. He can only take away a few people who are important to him.
Or, just leave by yourself.
…
America, Dumbledore's pale face finally turned a little red.
"Are you okay, Dumbledore?" Hagrid came to Dumbledore holding the potion that had just been cooked.
"Sorry, we can't stop Gryffindor."
After losing Dumbledore's combat power, Dumbledore's army was retreating steadily in front of Gryffindor, and now it was forced to a remote coast.
"How is the personnel transportation going?"
On the other side of the ocean, in Europe, Snape took the risk to obtain the power of the curtain, which allowed Grindelwald to successfully find the curtain where Slytherin was hiding.
This made Slytherin wary, and the two sides began a tug of war on the French border.
"It's very slow. The current Muggle facilities and magical tools are not able to allow so many people to go to a safe place."
"Ahem, cough, not a Muggle, Hagrid." Dumbledore reminded Hagrid.
Hagrid scratched his head.
"Sorry, this is going to take some time to change."
"But Principal Oude said that eventually the three giants will attack Hogwarts, so many people fled England."
"Nowadays, most people hope to escape to Asia. There are Hufflepuffs and many unofficial magic schools there, and it is difficult for monsters to succeed."
Dumbledore sighed.
The situation in the world is becoming increasingly tense.
How many people can these wizards protect?
Look at those towering monsters, how many souls they are made of... Nowadays, the number of deaths cannot be counted. The only statistics that can be counted are how many cities and countries have fallen.
"Oude, if there is no improvement, no one will be able to support us anymore."
"Brother, Sirius is looking for you." Graup's voice came from outside.
Grawp walked into the room, holding a letter in his hand.
Hagrid walked out without thinking much.
Grawp handed the letter to Dumbledore.
"This is a letter from Principal McGonagall." Graup lowered his head and glanced at the table next to him. On the table, the Elder Wand was sitting quietly.
Dumbledore nodded and opened the letter.
"Poof!" A puff of black smoke came out and rushed towards Dumbledore's face.
Dumbledore hurriedly tried to summon his wand, but Grawp had already grabbed it.
Dumbledore used his magic power to remove the dark magic from his face, while Grawp just stared at Dumbledore coldly.
Looking at Merope, Dumbledore said: "Gryffindor?"
Merope smiled sinisterly, showing an expression that was very familiar to Dumbledore.
"Voldemort!"
Merope did not quarrel with Dumbledore. Even if Dumbledore was injured and had no wand hand, he could not defeat him.
Merope turned around, his hard giant body broke through the door, and fled quickly.
The wizards who reacted outside hurriedly intercepted Grawp, but Grawp completely ignored the spell and forced his way out.
At this time, a wizard riding a broom flew from the sky and shouted: "The monster is coming, the monster is coming!"
Graup couldn't catch up.
Hagrid stared blankly at Grawp who was fleeing away, and quickly shouted loudly: "Grawp, you lied to me!"
…
A new round of war began, and Graup fled to Europe.
Europe, his master is waiting for him.
After absorbing part of Harry's soul, Voldemort's soul became more stable, while Barty Jr. became weaker and weaker.
"You're going to disappear, little Barty. Are you still sticking to his weakness?"
Voldemort asked coldly.
Inside the body, little Barty's voice came.
"He trusts me, and I want to protect this trust." Little Barty's voice became weaker and weaker.
Voldemort sneered, and he cut open his heart with a dagger, revealing his beating heart.
Gradually, under a magic spell, little Barty's fragile soul floated out from his heart.
"I hope you can stick with it, Barty Jr."
With that said, Voldemort cast the Cruciatus Curse on little Barty's soul.
"Ah!" The soul is directly exposed to the Cruciatus Curse, which is definitely the cruelest method.
Voldemort was happy to see little Barty in pain.
"Buzz..." It seemed like there was a light sound in my ear.
Voldemort felt a natural magic power, which was so weak that he couldn't pursue it even if he wanted to explore it.
"Gone."
Voldemort looked at the empty space in front of him, and little Barty's soul seemed to be sucked away by a force.