bookbashuk Chapter 401 The Prophet's God-Slaying Prophecy! Bella, have you ever heard of wandless spellcas
Chapter 401 The Prophet's God-Slaying Prophecy! Bella, have you ever heard of wandless spellcas
Chapter 401 The Prophet's God-Slaying Prophecy! Bella, have you ever heard of wandless spellcasting?!
Bella's eerie and hoarse voice, like the claws of a zombie, scraped across everyone's hearts.
She only had an upper body; her lower body had transformed into a terrifying centipede-like creature.
Countless slender, blood-red little hands stretched out from between her skin and flesh, as if stitching countless vengeful spirits onto her body.
Ron stared in shock, his mind a complete blank. Trembling, he stammered, "What...what kind of monster is this...? Why is Dobby calling this monster 'Mistress'? Where is Mr. Lamp?"
"Clearly, this is a trap."
Hermione gripped her wand tightly, staring intently at the writhing Death Eater, a bead of cold sweat trickling down her forehead: "This dark wizard's transformation is very similar to Voldemort's last term! He's definitely been altered by some kind of terrible dark magic..."
Did Mr. Lamp make it?
Perhaps only this mysterious and powerful wizard could do something beyond human imagination.
"Foolish and filthy traitors of your bloodline, Mudbloods... tonight, you will all become food for Kreacher's noble mistress! Fulfilling her long-cherished wish!"
In full view of everyone, Dobby snapped his fingers.
His originally energetic appearance changed rapidly, and in just a few breaths, he became a thin and dejected figure.
"Kreacher!!"
Sirius Black knelt on the ground and roared.
With its teeth clenched, its eyes, glaring at the house-elf in front of it, were practically spitting fire!
"If I were still alive, I would skin you alive! Now I command you!"
However, before Sirius could finish speaking...
Kreacher then cast a spell on his own head with a bang!
A flash of light appeared, and his body went limp and collapsed.
A pool of blood gradually seeped onto the ground.
"6
'
Sirius's unfinished command choked him in astonishment.
"Merlin!" Hermione gasped, staring in disbelief at the figure. "He...he's dead?"
"He's dying."
Luna answered calmly, her blue eyes glancing at Kreacher on the ground, her face still serene and composed.
It seemed that even in such a dangerous situation, nothing could shake her in the slightest.
Or rather, there is a solid pillar in her heart that supports her and will never waver.
Bella, or rather, the woman who used to be called Bella, was completely indifferent to Kreacher's unwavering loyalty.
He just kept urging: "Go quickly... Harry Potter! Get the prophecy orb that my great master wants!"
"Hmm!"
As she spoke, she forcefully plunged her sharp feet into Sirius's back.
The latter let out a painful groan.
Sirius: "Don't listen to her! Harry! Forget me! Run! Run! Go tell Ethan—ugh!"
Countless anxious gazes were fixed on Harry.
Beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his arms trembled slightly from the exertion.
After a two-second silence, Harry spoke dryly, "You... what kind of prophecy orb do you want?"
"Harry!!"
【Oh.】
Bella sealed Sirius's mouth shut.
His blood-red eyes looked down at the young savior before him, a smug and mocking smile spreading across his face.
They are indeed foolish mortals... They can easily create discord with just a few words of provocation.
Ah, only the master who granted her a new level of life is the most wise and powerful being—
Hmm? Her owner must be...
Bella frowned slightly, a sense of confusion flashing through her mind.
But it disappeared very quickly.
[The prophecy orb related to you... a prophecy orb concerning the savior and the future fate of the world... given by the prophet Cassandra Trelawney in the distant past...]
"Only those connected to the prophecy can obtain the Prophecy Orb," Hermione whispered. "Otherwise, they will suffer a life-threatening backlash."
"She, and the person behind her, must be someone who can't have it themselves, so they want Harry to have it!"
But what Hermione didn't understand was...
Even if we successfully obtain the prophecy, what then?
Could this really change one's fate?
If Mr. Lamp truly possessed such divine power, why would he have waited until now, going through all this trouble...?
"Ethan, please, you have to notice something's wrong...!"
Hermione clasped her hands together and murmured a prayer.
Members of the Beacon Society can use the society's emblem to issue warnings.
However, once you enter this room, it's like entering another space.
All means of communication with the outside world have become ineffective.
Being isolated inside is like the Apparition ban at Hogwarts.
Hermione: "Harry, why are you so impulsive... Haven't all these years of special training had any effect at all?"
'
In deathly silence.
Harry stared intently at his godfather, and under his urgent and pleading gaze, slowly took a step.
Walking among rows of identical crystal ball display cases.
He stared at the densely packed crystal balls, but felt nothing special.
All I could feel was my own heart pounding.
Thump, thump!
Like the resounding beat of a drum, it echoed in my ears.
No matter what, he had to rescue Sirius.
I will never go back to that suffocating, oppressive life.
Harry took a deep breath, and a determined light shone in his emerald eyes.
Even if he could do it all over again, his choice would not change!
Just then.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
My nerves twitched suddenly, like a plucked string.
Turning my head, my gaze was drawn to the crystal ball on the shelf not far away.
It looks exactly like the other prophecy balls.
However, Harry seemed to hear some kind of invisible call.
This prompted him to change his pace and walk towards it step by step.
As he moved, Harry could feel the greedy gaze clinging to him like a leech.
Pick me up... come closer to me...
An invisible call echoed faintly.
As Harry approached it, an old and hoarse voice rang out from it!
Ah, I saw it...
:]
That dazzling golden light, obscuring the sky, like the changing of the sun, will shoulder the burdens of the world, shining upon the earth alongside the moonlight...
However, fate is not yet decided. The eye of death constantly watches from above, ready to drown the sun's brilliance with an endless river of blood... dragging those destined to die back into their tragic fate...
[Unless, like removing nails, the four remnants left in the mortal realm can be removed, and the sacred artifacts used to kill Him can be gathered to pierce His spirit and completely end His fate!]
Otherwise, the sun will never rise, and all our efforts will be in vain.
"6
Harry listened with a serious expression.
Her bright green eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.
A small question mark popped into my mind:
What did you say?
What "newborn sun", "eye of God", "sacrifice artifact"?
Isn't their ultimate enemy Voldemort? How did God get involved?!
Is this still the magical world he knows?!
At this moment, Harry was like a dimwit with an IQ of 99, forcing himself to listen to a lecture by a famous teacher with an IQ of 99+, along with a bunch of Ravenclaws.
I recognize each word individually, but I can't understand them when they're put together.
All they could do was clap their hands like seals, acting as the atmosphere-setter.
"You've found the prophecy orb... Give it to me, quick!"
Bella's scream interrupted Harry's thoughts.
Her long, centipede-like body crawled restlessly, her countless sharp, sword-like limbs rubbing together, making a chilling rustling sound.
The corridors filled with shelves felt like facing a writhing hill, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.
"6
'
Harry raised his hand, and the prophecy ball flew out of his palm.
Then, he turned around and, in an extremely dangerous posture, held the prophecy ball in one hand.
Her emerald green eyes were fixed on that hideous face as she said, enunciating each word clearly, "If you want it, come and take it yourself."
Use Sirius to exchange for the Prophecy Ball!
[What an overconfident fool! How dare you try to negotiate with me!]
Bella, enraged, stabbed her lower leg, causing a gush of blood to spurt out, as if treating livestock.
However, Harry slightly tilted his hand and saw the precarious orb, causing Bella to freeze again.
...That damn brat! He actually threatened me with the prophecy ball...
Want to save people? None of you will survive tonight!
Bella's eyes flickered, and she slowly said, "Alright, I promise you... All I want is the Prophecy Orb."
As for my worthless relatives, you can leave them to me.
talking.
She glanced disdainfully at Sirius, whose breath was weak, and slowly raised her massive body.
It twisted and turned, approaching Harry from above.
The moment her limbs were pulled away from Sirius's body, Harry moved!
He swiftly raised the wand he had been clutching, pointed it at Sirius, and shouted, "Fly away!"
"Snapped!"
A flash of red light, and blood splattered everywhere!
Harry's wand flew out of his hand, instantly cutting a deep, bone-revealing wound on the back of his hand!
【Hahaha!!】
Bei stretched out his blood-red, sharp fingers, his smug smile stretching almost to his ears!
[Foolish savior! Do you really think you can take the hostages away from under my nose? — Part 1]
But the next second.
Bella's laughter froze, turning into a look of astonishment!
Despite losing his wand, Harry's gaze remained resolute, his bloodied hand pointing directly at Sirius Black like a wand.
He shouted, "Fly over here, all of you!!"