CH 95: Parseltongue

The border between life and death is a blank world.

Everything lost its color, and nameless light came from nowhere and fell onto the world.

The subtle shadow becomes another color, barely outlining the appearance of this world. It shows the changing staircases, complex corridors, and ancient stone carvings.

On the wall, picture frames of different sizes are hung densely. In the painting, everything is blurry.

Bright mist fills the world everywhere. In the pure white, a figure stood.

He is the only color in this world besides shadows!

A round, pale head, flat facial features, like a shaved nose...

Riddle looked around and snorted disdainfully when he saw that this was Hogwarts.

Then, he looked down at his naked body. This body had a clear shape, but there was a slight mist floating on the skin.

That's the soul.

They... no, we should say he!

He was being pulled by an invisible force at this time.

Thinking of this, a slightly terrifying smile appeared on Riddle's face. He understood that the force pulling him was the Horcrux that he had preset in this world.

You only need to wait for a while before you can return to the real world again.

Just as he was immersed in this joy, there was a sound of footsteps.

Riddle's eyes were locked in the direction of the sound. He raised his palm slightly, and the black robe blessing that was contrary to this world continued to float around his body.

In the mist, a figure slowly appeared...

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"So is it really possible that King Arthur is in Avalon?" Harry asked curiously in the tavern.

There is no one in Britain who has not heard the story of King Arthur. At this time, he also showed strong curiosity.

Felix shook his head: "Who knows, we are not even sure whether it is Avalon... But what is certain is that it is very, very close to death, although I don't see anything about it that looks like a paradise."

"Maybe for people who die, there is indeed a paradise," Harry said.

Felix's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded in approval: "That's right."

Borgin took out the Green Knight Stone from his pocket and sighed. Unexpectedly, this stone became the only evidence that they had gone to that place.

"Okay, we should go." Felix drank the last sip of beer and stood up.

"Be careful all the way," Borgin quickly stood up.

Felix looked at him: "By the way, do you want to go back and open a shop?"

Borgin shook his head and said seriously: "I still have too much to enjoy. The development of Muggles is changing with each passing day, which is amazing. Maybe I need to enjoy it for a few more years."

As he spoke, something suddenly occurred to him and he quickly added: "Do you have any magic items you need?"

Felix shook his head and didn't care too much. He had already seen or taken away anything from Borgin that could arouse his interest. And he had no interest in the items left behind by the ancient families. One is that he has indeed slowed down the pace of magic research. Secondly, if they can all live in exile, what good things can they get? Perhaps some rare items are rare to other ordinary wizards and are highly sought after. But not to him.

"If I'm lucky enough to encounter something along the way, I will contact you," Borgin said.

Felix nodded, and then took Harry away and returned to Moonlight Castle.

In the castle, after Felix came back, he first sorted out the required books for each grade and sent them to Professor McGonagall, and then walked to the kitchen.

There is a lot less food; maybe I need to go shopping at a nearby supermarket. Thinking about it, he looked up and looked out the window again.

The shadows of the trees outside the window were whirling, and when walking through the forest, branches would hit the glass from time to time, making a pleasant sound. There are blue skies and white clouds in the sky, and the air is fresh.

At this time, the castle had arrived in Albania, and maybe it won't be long before they can reach Greece. One of the three ancient magic systems, his major. Hope to find something fun there.

Thinking about it, he turned back and raised his brows.

"Why don't you have a barbecue tonight and go to the supermarket to buy some meat... and fish. Lucifer, stop the car!"

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At night, outside the house, the castle was parked in a wilderness, and the roars of wild beasts in the forest could be clearly heard.

Harry was concentrating on controlling the three mage hands to grill the meat, while Felix was leaning on the recliner, swaying comfortably.

Behind him, Felix's pointed ears suddenly flapped twice, catching the undetectable whispering sound behind the two of them.

"A little guy is coming," Felix reminded.

Harry suddenly became alert and looked around but saw nothing.

However, he did not relax his vigilance. There were herbs to repel mosquitoes next to them. Under such conditions, they could still lurk...

Just as he was thinking about it, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the darkness. Suddenly, Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed his hand forward.

With a thud, the big snake suddenly hit a wall a palm's width in front of Harry, but this could only slow down its attack momentum.

Just after it broke through Harry's mage's hand, it quickly swept away again.

However, the big snake did not open its mouth. Instead, it hit Harry in the abdomen. The huge potential energy it carried sent him flying backwards, causing him to gasp in pain.

Felix was a little surprised; the magic wave in his raised hand even made the air slightly distorted.

However, when he saw that the big snake did not open its mouth and bite, he withdrew the spell he was about to release.

"Fire is raging—" Harry released a fierce curse, but the snake figure was extremely powerful and dodged away.

Harry quickly stood up and made a defensive stance, but unexpectedly, the big snake stopped where it was and didn't move.

Harry was confused and looked at it warily.

But he saw the big snake curled up and just staring at him, with no intention of attacking again.

"Uncle Felix, it's a python," Harry said, looking at the other person warily.

"No... this is not a python." Felix stood up and looked down at the coiled snake. He raised his hand slightly, and his invisible big hand acted on its body. Its mouth was forcibly opened, and its fangs, as long as fingers, looked extremely ferocious.

"This is a viper..."

Viper, the highest level of snake evolution. All snake magical animals in the magical world have the characteristics of vipers.

However, the unusual thing is that this size should not be the size of a normal viper. It is even larger than some pythons.

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The power it unleashed while struggling to control itself was far beyond that of ordinary snakes.

"Obviously, ordinary vipers don't grow that big," Felix said, with doubts in his eyes. "And... it didn't attack you just now. It seemed... it just wanted to get close to you."

"Close to me?" Harry was full of doubts. He kept checking himself. "How is this possible? There should be nothing on me that can attract him for no reason."

"No," Felix shook his head firmly.

As he spoke, he placed the huge viper on the lawn. But he saw it slowly crawling towards Harry after being released from the restraints.

"Don't come over here!" Harry said warily.

Then, the big snake suddenly stopped, as if it understood what he said.

"No... that's wrong!" Harry reacted and looked up at Felix, his expression a little stiff.

"Uncle Felix, did I just... hiss... in snake language?!"

Felix nodded. "No doubt, I think this is what the book says... Parseltongue."

"Isn't that Slytherin's skill?" Harry looked confused, then looked at the big snake.

"Stand back."

This time it comes out in English...

The big snake coiled its body and tilted its head, seeming a little confused.

"Stare at it and imagine that you are one of its kind," Felix reminded him, picking up a piece of grilled fish from the grill and stuffing it into his mouth.

Harry nodded, then looked at the big snake seriously, trying to grasp the feeling just now.

Then——

"Hiss... hiss..."

After a moment, the big snake turned around, swam backward on the lawn for a few meters, then turned around and coiled up in a circle, looking at Harry.

"It's really strange. Does the Potter family have Slytherin blood?" Felix looked at Harry with some confusion.

Then, he suddenly remembered Grindelwald's conversation last year.

"The blood of Slytherin has bloomed again in him... This does not meet the conditions for talking about blood. He is just a genius. There are geniuses in this world!"

At that time, Felix focused on genius and ignored what he said about "the blood of Slytherin."

At this moment, it seems that the relationship between Voldemort and Harry...

Thinking about it, Felix looked at the scar on Harry's forehead.

Last year, Harry keenly grasped the connection between the scar and Voldemort and locked Quirrell.

But even if this explains why Harry can speak Parseltongue, what about this big snake? Why did it pounce so passionately before?

Do you think Harry is Voldemort?

"Harry, ask it if it knows you," Felix said.

Harry turned his head; he was currently trying to control the big snake and nodded with confusion on his face.

Then he looked at the snake and hissed again.

After a while, Snake kept talking and responded.

"It says it's called Nagini. And I'm its owner?!" Harry looked puzzled.

"As expected." Felix sat back on the recliner. "Do you remember what Dumbledore said about the relationship between Quirrell and Voldemort?"

Harry recalled a little and said: "Quirrell resigned from his position as a professor of Muggle Studies and went to Albania..."

Harry froze suddenly. "The remnant of Voldemort has been hiding in Albania, and Nagini knew him... now it recognizes me as Voldemort?!"

Felix nodded. "It seems so."

As he said that, he raised his hand again, ignoring Nagini's struggle, and rolled it in front of him.

"Harry, you can stop it from struggling, or chat with it to relax it."

"Uncle Felix, what are you going to do?" Harry's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Voldemort doesn't even look down on humans. It's impossible for him to take a fancy to this big snake for no reason. There must be something wrong with it."

After listening to Felix's words, Harry quickly understood and hissed.

After a while, the snake's entire body relaxed a lot. Felix's hand stroked along the scales, and the detection technique quickly spread like ripples, passing through the mouth and nose and entering the snake's abdominal cavity again.

However, nothing was found.

Apart from its unusual size, it was just like an ordinary snake.

Then it's a real deep inspection…

Thinking about it, Felix closed his eyes, a faint fluorescent light appeared on his fingers, and then he clicked on the big snake's head.

Suddenly, the figure of a man and a snake froze at the same time.

Deep in the soul, in the impossible world, Felix's figure appears.

Then, he felt a chaotic will, with extremely low thinking, filled with a series of chaotic thoughts such as hunger, eating, and hunting.

A complete beastly mind.

"Kill me..." A faint female voice suddenly floated from nowhere.

The voice was weak and the tone was stiff.

"kill me…"

"kill me…"

The voice kept echoing, and the tone was exactly the same as before, without any spirituality at all.

It's more like a program, a person keeps mumbling to himself before he dies...

Felix opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Uncle Felix, did you find anything?" Harry asked nervously. At the same time, Nagini also instinctively began to resist.

It was stupid and had no clear idea of ​​what had just happened.

But the throbbing of its soul is urging it to break free, leave here, leave this... maybe human guy.

Felix threw it onto the lawn and stared at it.

"Blood Curse." Felix said with doubts in his eyes. "The blood curse has penetrated deep into the bone marrow."

"Blood-cursed, what is that?!" When Harry heard this term for the first time, he immediately felt that it was not a good thing.

"An extremely vicious curse..." Felix said.

At least judging from the book, this curse is similar to the curse he cast on Umbridge, but even worse.

The curse he cast on Umbridge was simply an image-altering curse. Even if there is no "True Love's Kiss" restriction imposed by my own prank, there is still a way to clear it in advance.

For example, Dumbledore could do it.

In short, the curse does not affect the soul.

The blood curse is a curse that is completely rooted in the soul and blood. This curse still has no solution and will be passed down from generation to generation through the female tribe until the entire bloodline becomes extinct.

Judging from the previous performance in the depths of her soul, she may have been dead long ago, or she may have been suppressed for a long, long time.

Felix has never met other blood-cursed orcs, and he doesn't know much about this curse, and he has no reference.

He could only deduce that this big snake must not have recently become a blood-cursed orc.

"It seems that it has a close relationship with Voldemort." Felix said.

"But we don't know much about Voldemort's past." Harry looked at Nagini.

He wanted to know more, after all, it was about Voldemort.

Felix didn't care too much. He flipped the food on the grill and said casually: "Maybe you can ask Dumbledore."