Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Bill and Fleur slid off the Thestral's back, their hair tousled by the wind, but unhurt.

Finally, everyone involved in tonight's operation returned, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

……

In the darkness, Ron stood alone, unable to move an inch.

"Harry! Mad-Eye! Sirius! Ivan!" Ron shouted, and after a long time there was no response, he cursed.

He didn't know where he was or why he was here.

He clearly remembered that he had participated in the operation of Harry's transfer, and together with Moody, he had escaped from the encirclement of Death Eaters.

But before he had time to be happy, he saw Voldemort appearing behind him out of thin air, getting closer and closer to him.

Thinking of Voldemort's terrifying face, Ron couldn't help but shiver.

He still remembered that he was surrounded by the black mist controlled by Voldemort, and then he lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he appeared here alone.

Ron called everyone's name again, but there was still no response.

"Damn it, where's me, my wand!"

He fumbled in his bosom with his hands, and was delighted to find that the wand was still on him. He pulled it out and shouted, "Luminescence."

A faint light dispelled the darkness, and Ron finally saw the space he was in.

He was standing in a stone room, which looked familiar. It seemed to be... a centaur temple!

That's right, definitely the Temple of the Moon.

He had been there with Sirius, Alvin, Harry, and Hermione in his third year.

Ron remembered well that they had gone to the top of that temple to take the test left by Godric Gryffindor.

In that vision, he saw thousands of acromantulas rushing towards him. It was a nightmare that he would never forget in his life.

Even knowing it was an illusion, Ron still collapsed at the time, failed the test, and missed the chance to get the Gryffindor Sorcerer's Stone.

That Sorcerer's Stone has powerful magic power, and it was by virtue of it that Aiwen was able to distance himself from them a little bit.

Ron can't remember how many times he dreamed of that night in the past few years, dreaming that he returned to the Moon Temple, dreaming that he passed the Gryffindor test of courage and got the Philosopher's Stone, so he I was very familiar with this place, and when I saw the stone carvings on the surrounding walls, I thought of the Temple of the Moon.

"Could it be a dream?!" Ron murmured.

That's right, it must be a dream, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why he suddenly appeared in this place.

However, this dream seemed to be different from usual. In previous dreams, Ron didn't need to use his wand to cast any fluorescent spells.

In those dreams, he could see the surrounding scene clearly.

When Ron walked out of the room according to the route he remembered, he stopped immediately, and saw that the ground was covered with dark red liquid.

is blood!

No, it can't be, maybe it's just a paint.

Ron moved forward tremblingly, the centaur temple in his dream tonight was particularly eerie and eerie.

He was moving towards the top, and the surroundings were extremely oppressive because of the silence.

The most frightening thing was the surrounding walls and ground, which were still dotted with blood stains at first, but soon appeared in large areas and large areas.

Moving forward, the sticky blood stains almost soaked the entire building.

They flow down from above along the gaps in the temple.

The pungent smell hit his face, no matter how much Ron deceived himself, it was useless.

He wanted to go back, but the road behind disappeared, and the deep darkness in the corridor was like a monster's mouth, choosing to eat people.

Ron was kind of broken, his instincts told him he would die if he went back, and his only option was to keep going.

He ran forward quickly, regardless of the sticky blood.

"It's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's all fake." Ron kept muttering.

Finally, he came to the top of the dark temple.

He had thought that he would see a huge square, towering statues of centaur, and a sky full of stars. It was like this in previous dreams, but this time, all he saw were corpses, piled up in mountains, towering Ruo Yun, those pale-skinned dead people all stared at him with empty eyes.

These corpses are the source of the blood flowing just now.

In the sky, a huge Dark Mark replaced the stars, and the green skeleton emitted a faint green light.

Seeing this suddenly, Ron suddenly lost his strength and slumped on the ground.

He felt that he might faint, but his consciousness was exceptionally clear.

"You are finally here!" said a cold voice, "The Chosen One!"

"Who? Who's talking to me?" Ron yelled with all his might.

"It's me, the great Voldemort!" A figure emerged from the mountain of corpses in the darkness, and walked towards Ron, "You may or may not know me, but it doesn't matter, one day, you will Remember the name, the name that makes all wizards shudder."

With the dark green light, Ron saw clearly that it was Voldemort, the young Tom Riddle who was walking towards him!

Chapter 1565 Living Horcrux

"V, volt..." Ron was trembling all over, he flinched back for a while, and shouted palely, "You're Tom Riddle!"

Ron was so familiar with Tom Riddle in front of him, he spent more than half of his nightmarish second year dealing with him.

In the end, he controlled him to release the basilisk and do so many terrible things.

In a sense, Tom Riddle is even scarier than Voldemort.

"You know me? It seems that you have been in contact with other me." Riddle said, looking at Ron, "It's not surprising, I felt the power from the main body, not long ago, you came into contact with him However, the magic power he left in you awakened me."

"Call, wake..." Ron said tremblingly.

"That's right, in this place, just four years ago, I entered your body, but I have been unable to contact you. During those long years, I didn't get any supplements, I was weak, The magic power of the Sorcerer's Stone left by Gryffindor is far beyond my imagination. I can't control it and absorb its power. I become weaker and weaker and lose all my strength. I thought that one day I would be so Disappeared, I have to admit that my original idea was a bit risky, relying on only one magic to control the Philosopher's Stone, I failed...until I met you! I didn't have a chance to appear until my body gave me magic power again. "

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"You are too weak, even if a magic enters your body, you can't feel it." Riddle said slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's really pitiful, but I can help you, help you gain strength, help you Know all this. Now, tell me your name."

"Ro, Ron Weasley." Ron didn't want to answer at first, but under Riddle's gaze, he answered the other party's question uncontrollably.

"Weasleys, so you're still a pureblood, that's great, I hate mudbloods!" Riddle said slowly, with a hint of greed in his eyes, "Purebloods should be better than muggles and mudbloods." Noble, we are born superior, Ron! Do you agree with me? You are lucky, as a pure blood, you were chosen by the great Voldemort! What do you want? I will give you more than you can imagine Power, power, wealth, as long as you want, I can satisfy you."

"No, no, go away, I don't want anything, don't try to tempt me!" Ron shouted, waving his wand and a red light flashed past.

With a slight wave of his hand, Riddle easily dispelled his magic.

"Poor spell, is this your strength? You will agree, Ron, I can see your heart, you are not willing to be ordinary, only I can help you."

"Go away, Riddle, you can't seduce me anymore! I know what you are, you are a Horcrux!"

"It kind of surprises me that you know about Horcruxes!" Riddle said.

"I know everything, you can't fool me this time, and I won't be fooled again!" Ron issued another spell.

The spell hit Riddle, but did him no harm.

"There is no power in your magical magic, you don't know what real power is, just like you don't know what a Horcrux is." Riddle walked towards Ron unhurriedly, "Soul A device, it can help people get immortality, how fascinating, do you want immortality, Ron?"

"No, don't come here!" Ron flinched back.

"Don't lie to me, Ron, your heart has betrayed you. You want power, you want immortality, you want to excel in immortality. I can help you, and only I can help you. Without my help, these You will never get something in your life." Riddle's voice was full of delusion, "Don't deceive yourself because of that ridiculous prejudice, there is no hatred between me and you, I am here to help you. Face up to your own desires, Luo Well, say it out loud that you want it. Come on, Ron, merge with me, and you'll be the great Lord Voldemort's Horcrux, a Horcrux like no other, and you'll be immortal."

"Ah, what the hell are you?" Ron felt like he was breaking down, he was going crazy.

"I am the soul of Voldemort, a piece of soul that has been separated from the main soul. Only when the container is found can it be called a real Horcrux. Now that I have found it, the container is you! This is your chance, Luo Well, surrender to me, and we shall be one, and you and Voldemort shall be one."

"No!" Ron gasped, with strong pressure squeezing him from all directions.

All the scenes in front of him began to distort, the centaur temple, the piled up corpses, and the figure of Tom Riddell.

They twisted, screamed, and merged with Ron's shouts, and the whole world fell into madness.

"No, no, get out, get out!" Ron suddenly yelled ferociously, waving the wand in his hand and casting spells.

"You will accept me, Ron, only I can help you, and you will also help me gain the power beyond the imagination of the world..."

"No!"

When Ron woke up, he was drenched in sweat.

He stared blankly ahead and remembered having a very, very terrible nightmare.

What is the specific content, but he can't remember!

That terrible dream, the monster that appeared in the dream...

No one saw that behind Ron's sweaty neck, a black Dark Mark flashed past.

……

Three days have passed since the diversion operation ended.

These days, members of the Order of the Phoenix have been coming in and out of the Burrow, delivering news.

They took Moody the water eyed man out and looked for a professional therapist to treat him.

Ron woke up in the middle of the next night. He seemed to be frightened by this incident, and kept yelling there. When he regained his composure, he told everyone that he had a very long and terrible nightmare, but But he couldn't remember the content of the nightmare. He repeated the dream repeatedly, and was even too scared to sleep.

Ivan is not sure if this is due to the influence of magic, most people will also become like this when they are greatly frightened.

What he can be sure of is that there is absolutely no black magic such as the Imperius Curse affecting Ron.

Poor Ron, the advice given by the therapist is to let him rest more and stop the shock in the short term.

Ivan, Harry, and Hermione also tried their best to accompany him. After a few days, he finally recovered, but occasionally he would be alone in a daze with a melancholy expression.

He was in a bad mood, and so was Harry, who had been blaming himself for what had happened to Moody, Ron, and George, as well.

Even as Bill and Fleur's wedding draws closer, an inexplicable mood hangs over the Burrow.

After that night, Voldemort and the Death Eaters all disappeared again, and no one knew what they were planning.

Calm and uneasy, just like the calm before the storm, but the low air pressure makes people speechless.

Chapter 1566 Mrs Weasley's Interrogation

Affected by emotions and future plans, Harry and Ron haven't slept well recently.

This morning, Ivan, Harry, and Ron got up early and went downstairs.

Sirius and Lupine hadn't come yet, Mr. Weasley and Bill had just left home to go to work, Mrs. Weasley went upstairs to wake Hermione, Ginny, Elaine and Gabriel, and Fleur was also floating. Went to the bathroom to take a shower, and there were only three of them left on the dining table.

"Sirius asked me specifically yesterday that he wanted to join us in our future actions." Harry said, starting the conversation.

"He said something similar to me, but I refused. I think the Order of the Phoenix may need him more than being with us." Ai Wen said, picking up a piece of bread, "At least from the current situation, We don't need to fight the Death Eaters head-on. The only thing we have to do is go to Gringotts. Going to that place is not as many people as possible. A few of us are enough! In fact, I think it's better to be alone people go..."

"You want to leave us alone?" Harry immediately asked cautiously, "Don't forget, that golden cup is also a Horcrux, and it's my responsibility to find it."

"I told Hermione to help you too." Ron hurriedly followed up, "You also agreed at the beginning."

"Okay, you can keep up, but the four of us are enough, just the four of us, Elaine, Ginny, and Gabriel cannot participate, they are not yet of age." Ai Wen said, "This is not going out for a spring outing, Breaking into Gringotts is actually dangerous, and that unknown home of house-elves is probably even more dangerous."

"I don't care about the danger, and I don't need the protection of the Order of the Phoenix, and now I wish I could hurry up to the 31st, so that the traces on me will disappear and I can leave the Burrow," Harry said, sighing , "It's all because of me, we still need to wait here for another three days..."

"Four days!" Ron corrected him earnestly. "We've got to stay for the wedding, or they'll kill us."

Apparently, "they" meant Fleur and Mrs. Weasley.

If you count Ivan, then add Gabriel.

"Yes, we do have to stay for Bill and Fleur's wedding, and I think it's best to wait," Alvin said.

"Wait for what?"

"When the situation becomes clearer, Voldemort and the Death Eaters can't keep hiding in the dark. They have the upper hand now, and they won't hide and hide like they did in the past." Aiwen said, looking at him, he was poking hard with a knife and fork. Ron with the piece of toast on the plate, "Also, I'm a little worried..."

"To be honest, I'm more worried about my mother. She won't let us miss the wedding, and she won't let us go so easily." Ron said, seeming paranoid to cut all the bread into pieces, "You two Just wait and see, she will definitely find a chance to ask us, and she won't let it go until she knows what we are going to do. It doesn't work for her to deal with Sirius and Lupine, she will break the casserole and ask In the end."

"Well, why did you chop the bread so finely?"

"Just wanted to do it all of a sudden!" Ron added after a pause, "The thought of being questioned by my mother makes me so irritable that I want to... do it."

Within hours, Ron's prophecy had come true.

Mrs. Weasley didn't intend to say these things in front of everyone. When it was about to eat lunch, she took Ivan and Harry away from others alone. The excuse was to identify the clothes. Ivan and Harry were about the same size. Mixed them up while washing.She led the two of them into a small scullery across from the kitchen, and the interrogation began.