People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

He merged with the shadow of his mother beside the cradle, and once again transformed into the dark version of himself who was madly casting the Killing Curse.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Harry thought about it.

"Voldemort + my mother = the red-haired killer?"

"What the hell is this dark combination!"

Thinking of this, he looked at the gentle shadow again, and in a trance he stretched out his hand to her, "Mom, save me."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 255: The Liberated Magical Immortal Artifact

Harry's words seemed to activate a spell.

The gentle shadow that had previously only rocked the cradle suddenly stood up.

With your back to the cradle, stretch your arms out.

The haziness on the shadow's surface gradually faded, and the figure of the gentle red-haired girl emerged from it.

The cold black shadow that pushed open the door and walked in also faded away, and the bald, black-robed, snake-faced man - Voldemort emerged from it.

He was no longer staring at Harry.

The wand was pointed at the redhead, who had her arms spread out.

("No!" Snape's eyes were bloodshot.)

"No!" Harry understood everything at once.

From the beginning, all he needed was a request to wake up his sleeping mother.

A mother's love was able to defeat the Killing Curse of the most powerful dark wizard thirteen years ago, and it could also allow her to stand in front of him today and break the cycle.

Harry would rather not have understood this in the first place.

But the speed of the spell was much faster than his movements.

The green light had already touched the girl's body, and everything around her shattered like glass.

Harry gasped, waking up from his cushions.

The shield that had been placed close to his body had disappeared.

He succeeded.

To experience again the pain of losing my mother.

He also understood the lingo.

A very simple sentence, [Mom].

The ability is also very simple, which is the mother's love for her son. All the negative states he suffers can be dispelled and rebounded by consuming magic power.

Even simple concepts like tiredness and sadness.

"You successfully liberated the magic fairy weapon!" Riddle was even more surprised.

In his eyes, Harry's magic power increased tenfold, and the energy of love flowing in his body completely merged with his magic power.

Such a huge growth can only be achieved by liberating the magic fairy weapon.

Harry didn't reply, just nodded.

There is a deep sadness lingering in those emerald eyes.

Cedric looked at Harry in surprise. He didn't expect that among the four warriors, Harry would be the first to release the magic weapon.

It’s not that he is arrogant, it’s just that his magic fairy weapon was automatically released this morning.

He thought that no matter what, it should be him.

(Most of the audience was also briefly surprised by this. But the next second, they remembered Harry's identity - the boy who survived.)

(Perhaps this was due to his untapped potential.)

(And Dumbledore has his own opinion on this, "The love spell has been in Harry's body for nearly thirteen years. Over the years, it has become indistinguishable from Harry's own magic."

("The essence of the magic fairy device that Lily turned into might be the love spell itself. Harry had long been accustomed to it. That's why he was able to release it so easily.")

("Among the four warriors, only Harry and his contractor have the closest relationship. Is there any relationship closer than that between mother and child?")

("Another self might find fault with me for being blinded by the secular world, but if it were my mother, all I would feel is pity.")

"What's wrong kid?"

The voice in his heart made Harry's eyes widen.

"Why, you thought I would disappear?"

"No, Mom. I just got sand in my eye."

Harry raised the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that you have recovered." Professor Riddle, who noticed that Harry's mood had improved, said with a smile, "I would like to remind you here that it is best not to tell anyone about the ability of the magic fairy device. It is more private than the color of your underwear."

"Then I can only."

The second half of Harry's words was not spoken, but only flashed through his mind.

'I told Ron. It's a pity that my Ron doesn't exist in this world.'

'Mine? I was so mad! Luckily I didn't say it out loud, or else Ginny.'

Indeed, no one heard Harry's inner voice.

As Harry woke up.

The rest of the audience also looked at the remaining two pictures.

Hibiscus sleeping in the sea of ​​flowers, Krum falling among a pile of floating debris.

But the two of them remained asleep.

Meanwhile, in the 'reality' of Harry and the others, Bagel, Hermione, Ernie, Harry, and Neville all woke up one after another, and the magic fairy devices on their bodies were integrated into their bodies.

Professor Riddle checked the time. "Time's up."

The ring turns.

The image of Fleur and Krum collapsed, and the rest of the students woke up one by one.

"According to my experience, if you can't come to terms with yourself after more than 30 minutes and learn how to store the magic fairy equipment, what you need is not more time, but to find the contradiction between you and your other self and learn to accept it or change it."

Professor Riddle looked at the students he had awakened, "I can't help with that."

"It is your own hearts that are not honest, even to yourselves."

“Learning to admit your own ugliness and accept your own imperfections is the key to growth.”

"A quarter of the course has passed, but this is for the black fairies."

"Students from the other three colleges, half of your time has passed."

"What do you mean?" Hermione, who was eager to go to class, couldn't help herself and raised her hand quickly.

Riddle explained, "Some of the advanced methods of the Black Magic Fairy will cause your spirit body to become turbid."

"If you don't want to become a black magic fairy, it's best not to get involved in this knowledge."

"What I am going to teach the Black Magic Fairy apprentices later is the Black Magic Fairy's most famous method."

"The forced liberation of the magic fairy weapon."

"Not reconciling with the self, bypassing the silhouette of the self in the magic fairy device, creating another dark side of the self, and forcibly activating the power through it."

"Will this have a negative impact on the me in the Magic Fairy Device?" Furong raised her hand.

She wanted to gain power over the other warriors, but she didn't want it to hurt Ariana.

During the boring time of training, Ariana was the only sunshine in her darkness.

"Of course not." Riddle smiled, "It just adds a tenant to the Magic Fairy Device and finds a roommate for the other self."

"You can also communicate with the silhouette of your original self in the magic fairy device through the dark side of yourself that you created."

"Even from a utilitarian perspective, the re-liberation of the magic fairy device requires the existence of the original self-silhouette in the magic fairy device to cooperate with him or her."

"So, you don't have to worry about any side effects other than the turbidity of the spirit body caused by forced liberation."

"Okay, we've already wasted five minutes on this conversation."

"While everyone is still here, I'm going to teach you a little universal jinx."

"The spell is Gunara's Dark God - Hukara - Black Gas Bomb."

"Its function is to transform your troubled emotions into bullets, using your mind as a framework, and shoot them at the enemy. It will make those who are hit physically and mentally uncomfortable."

"Beginners can use their hands to adjust the trajectory and aim at the enemy."

"This is also a way to purify one's spirit. Even the White Magic Fairy can learn black magic."

"Let me demonstrate it first."

"Gunara, the Dark God - Hukala - Black Gas Bomb."

As he said this, Riddle made a pistol gesture with his hand.

As he recited the spell, a black gas condensed into a ball at his index finger and shot towards the wall.

The wall was intact, not even a trace of paint was damaged.

"When the target is an inanimate object, such as a wall, the black gas bomb will not cause any damage."

"Okay, follow me and think about your troubles while you chant."

"Follow my moves. Don't point your fingers at people, point them at the wall."

"Gunara, the Dark God - Hukala - Black Gas Bomb."

For a moment, the classroom was filled with the sound of chanting.

"So simple?"

Cedric looked at his fingertips.

A black cloud was spinning, waiting for him to launch.

I wasn't thinking seriously about my troubles, but as I chanted the spell, a cool breath surged to my fingertips, and I felt a lot more relaxed.

"There is a deep darkness within you." Riddle approached.

(Voldemort laughed grimly, "As expected of me, you are more powerful than me. I noticed his abnormality.")

"Darkness?" Cedric wanted to retort, but the strange situation this morning made him silent.

At the same time, he thought about himself in this world. He became so lonely and gloomy. Could it be that it was also the influence of the dark nature?

"You have also noticed it. Perhaps your essential power is too dark and brutal, and it has affected you."

"So what should I do?" Cedric asked.

"Fight evil with evil, create a more powerful evil to suppress it." Riddle smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back and left, "You will know later."

"Fight evil with evil?" Cedric muttered to himself.

Perhaps he in this world has become what he is now precisely because he did not choose the path of the Black Magic Fairy and was unable to fight evil with evil.

He began to look forward to the lessons later.

"Time's up," Riddle said loudly.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

"Students from the other three colleges, you can leave get out of class early."

Seeing Fleur stopped where she was, first year Harry raised his hand, "Doesn't she have to leave?"

(Ginny's face darkens.)

(Aberforth Dumbledore, "What's up with Albus's boy!")

"I remember you were in class, right?" Riddle was speechless. "She is a humanoid elf, so there is no need to worry about her body being contaminated and unable to transform into a human."