[HP+Gintama] Azkaban's house price is high

Voldemort's pupils shrank, and the conditioned reflex wanted to hold the wand.

However, the mutation happened at this time!

The surrounding air seemed to be sucked away at once, and the strong suffocation pinched the neck, making it hard to breathe.The clear scene in front of me suddenly distorts the vortex, like a space twist formed by the collision of countless apparition phantoms, or like a bucket of water has been mercilessly poured on a just completed watercolor painting, and various colors are distorted, melted and intertwined into a ball , indescribably weird.

"do not move!"

Takasugi's calm and hurried voice rang in his ears, and at the same time, one hand was pressed tightly on Voldemort's shoulder, and his five fingers were clenched so hard that they were almost embedded in his bones!

I didn't intend to move at all... Can you slow down, dear?

Voldemort bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, so as not to let himself show a "sweaty and pale face" or other non-Slytherin expression - a lover who is strong enough to swing a Hippogriff really There are pros and cons, although saying that you are strong can make you face, but being hit like this at a critical moment-it is either death or injury...

The complaints from the bottom of the Dark Lord's heart didn't last long, because the memory they were in strangely began to run at high speed!

Scenes of scenes passed by almost distorted.

"The base camp is in hand! Myers, what's the next step?"

"I heard that the rebel army that broke into the goblin territory is in trouble, we can start from here... Also, please call me Mr. Cadia."

The wizard spoke coldly and impersonally, and the blond knight smiled unsteadily at his serious expression.

"Moonlight contract, with the help of the magic power contained in the stars and moonlight, directly acts on the contract of the human soul..."

"You know, I'm willing to do anything, as long as you give me your full trust."

The magic power is like the smallest firelight gradually turning into beautiful elven words, binding the two of them.The knight kissed the haughty wizard for the first time, and got a slap on the cheek to commemorate it.

"Careful! No!!!"

"...Mr. Simpson, I just sprained my ankle, you don't need to be so exaggerated!"

The knight scratched his hair in embarrassment, and the wizard who turned his back to him rolled his eyes helplessly at the sky.

"Your Excellency Cardia, we have received Tameron's prophecy that the savior will appear in Cameron City on the day when the light of the [-] constellations of the zodiac coincides with the sun, and he will lead us to completely expel King Uther to hell……"

"I've packed everything. Where are you going? Do you think I'll let you complete such a great task as entering King Uther's territory alone?"

The knight who had waited outside the swamp early swung his sword and winked at the slightly surprised wizard.

"I've wanted to ask a question for a long time—Myers, we can't see the stars during the day, right? Then how can we be sure that their light coincides with the sun?"

"...if speaking out would reveal that you haven't read the book, then I warn you from the bottom of my heart—shut up!"

The bitter-faced knight caught up with the wizard, yelling unwillingly, "Myers, you really have no sense of humor."

"Summerfield—who made you rush up!?"

"Cough cough cough... Hey, this is the first time you called my name!"

The sorcerer turned into anger and slapped the knight on the back who was dying from injuries, successfully making the blond man with a shy smile grit his teeth in pain.

"The largest massacre since the release of the Wizard Suppression..."

"The news of our ambush here cannot be leaked, unless... there are traitors among us!"

The whispers of his companions made the wizard suspicious like a spell, and the always smiling knight met his probing gaze, his eyes slowly overflowing with obscurity.

"God of Magic, we should punish this traitor and use his blood and wailing to worship the dead compatriots!"

"Sanction him! Sanction him!"

There was a commotion among the crowd, and the allies who had become ferocious due to anger and hatred swarmed up. The usually sturdy knight was rarely suppressed without struggling. Through the crowd with distorted faces, he kept staring in the direction of the wizard.

"Wait a moment."

"King Uther is cunning and insidious. Just subduing one of his lackeys is not enough. We can use him to severely damage the knights of the round table."

The sorcerer who calmly explained his plan had a handsome but indifferent side face, and the knight who was mercilessly crushed by the dragon finally closed his eyes in despair, but he missed the trembling hand of the sorcerer hanging behind his back, and the deep pain hidden in his eyes .

"You haven't eaten in the past few days since I've been away? Is there something wrong with the food or... um! You—"

In the depths of the muddy and dirty cave, the knight imprisoned alone bit the wizard's lips like a beast, and the bright red flowed down the wizard's chin, but soon, the angry and rough chewing turned into a gentle and tender friction, mixed with the knight's Disappointed complaint.

"I left King Uther to join the rebel army, betrayed my country and responsibilities, and was spurned and scolded by my former companions, all to show you my heart. But why? Why don't you believe me?"

"...Summer, there is a traitor between us, and I know that person is not you. But if I don't follow suit and let them lock you up, you will be in a bigger crisis."

"..."

"I've already made arrangements. Angelina and Pilka are also investigating the real betrayer. I won't let you stay here for long."

"So, you believe me?"

do, always."

The wizard's voice was low and soft, knocking in the secluded cave, the knight softened his expression and leaned against his forehead.In a place where the dim light cannot reach, a figure flashed past.

The flashing memories are too turbulent, perhaps the energy required by this memory magic has far exceeded what the swamp mermaid ghost can provide, because Voldemort found that the magic power in his body was running at an astonishing speed, and was tirelessly outward He rushed forward, as if there was a greedy tornado roaring in the center of the magic circle, and he would not stop until he was sucked dry.

Not good!Quite bad!

Voldemort's consciousness was a little slack, and the worst thing was that the current situation was weird, and he couldn't even drink the potion to restore his magic power.Takasugi seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and the hand on his shoulder was stronger. The struggling Voldemort regained some sanity by virtue of the pain like a fracture in his shoulder, and gritted his teeth to hold on.

"no—————"

The shrill roar seemed to explode in the ears, waking up the two people who were slightly distracted. When they looked up, the memory in front of them had already reached its peak.

The knight, who couldn't be harmed by magic, but could still be killed by normal methods, lay prone on the haystack at half a person's height. The blazing flames, like the madly laughing witch underneath, licked his body with scorching tongues of flame.The knight's face, which was always smiling, was terrifyingly calm at this moment, and the eyes that were always staring at the green-haired wizard were closed, as peaceful as a deep sleep.

Except for the horrible wounds and blood on his body and face...

I don't know what was poured into him, and the powerless wizard was pinned down by the crowd, his handsome face was distorted by the pain, and those emerald-like eyes were almost on fire, tainted with a sense of beauty that was extremely desperate.His hand was stretched out towards the fire, but he couldn't move a bit.

Beside him, a wizard kept chanting: "Your Excellency Kadia, we are doing this for your own good...you are confused by this lackey of King Uther, he is not our companion...you He is destined to lead us to find the savior and overthrow all these tragic great figures, and we cannot block the way because of these dark-stained guys..." He stared at the wizard with eyes full of strong love, and occasionally glanced at the place where the flames were burning. There will also be jealousy and liberation involuntarily.

The wizard's throat trembled twice quickly, his mouth moved, and his distracted eyes gradually returned to the wizard.

"Pil...ka..."

"Yes, Your Excellency!" The sorcerer named Pirka showed a bright smile that was overly pleasantly surprised, like the most devout believer accepting his call from Allah. weird.

"... You said that Angelina... died after being captured by King Uther's army, you were lying to me... right?"

Pirka's eyes flashed, and he swore, "Your Excellency, you are the person I respect and admire the most in the world. As long as you are still the pioneer who leads us to the future, I will never lie to you."

The wizard looked at him blankly for a while, as if he hadn't heard it, and then suddenly let out a bleak and ironic sneer.

"Ge—" Pirka seemed to want to say something, but in just a moment, his expression of admiration twisted into horror and disbelief, "No—"

The invisible magic power blasted out from the wizard, silently, but wreaking havoc, tearing the crowd imprisoning the wizard into pieces!

Blood and pieces of flesh rained down from the top of his head, pouring on the wizard's face and body.But in a moment, he looked as pale as the knight who was swallowed by the sea of ​​flames. If it weren't for the eyes that were still shining with hatred, Voldemort and Takasugi almost thought it was a corpse.

However, the memory does not end here.

Myers Cardia, who had just completed a man-made magic riot, had a cold expression, and took out a thumb-sized dark bottle from his arms. His hands trembled violently, and the bottle fell to the ground as soon as he took it out.A woman's figure covered in black mist twisted and emerged from the bottle. She had a pale and beautiful face, and her lower body dragged a fish tail like thick mist.

"My friend, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Angelina, I'm sorry..."

The handsome wizard, lying on the ground unable to move, squeezed out a slight smile, that smile, which was uglier than crying, made Angelina, who had become a mermaid ghost, see sadness in her eyes.

"I can't live anymore, my best friend. Please bring me and Summer to Deguris, and seal my memory and the contract I created in the altar... The Melonte Rebellion will disintegrate from today, ten years In the end, the savior will be born, and no one will know this history..."

The vivid memory is already blurred here, the outline of the picture is distorted, and Cadia's words are also filled with noise.

"...I hate this world that once gave me hope, but now it is completely destroyed...Latecomers who got the moonlight contract, I hope you can use this contract on the person you love...Different camps, different bloodlines and It doesn't mean that you can't love each other, enemies also have love..."

The sound, from tiny to disappearing, finally returned to silence.

All the pictures dispersed like mist, Voldemort and Takasugi closed their eyes, and when their sight was clear again, they had already returned to the original cave.

The mermaid ghost named Angelina was staring at them faintly. The eyes that occupied most of the face were no longer rigid and terrifying, but contained deep emotions—just like in memory, she looked at them sadly. Like Myers Cardia.

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