A claw that could cover half of Harry's body lashed out at him. Harry, who was trying his best to dodge, felt a gust of wind as sharp as a steel knife as it brushed past his body. The claw covered in dark black dragon scales tore through the Armour Curse that Hermione had cast on Harry. Harry felt his right side burning, as if blood was seeping out from the surface of his skin.
Harry spun around like a top before crashing into a tree and coming to a stop. His ribs were burning, and he was not sure how many of them were broken.
"Malfoy!" Harry roared, "You have no idea how dangerous that book is. It's controlling your soul! "
"My soul?" Malfoy, who had turned into a dragon, mocked, "You know nothing about the power of the Black Scripture of the Dead … Harry, you stole that book too, didn't you?" The black dragon's face showed a vivid expression of mockery. He looked Harry in the eye and said, "Otherwise, you would not know where I obtained the Black Scripture of the Dead. So, the Golden Scripture of the Sun is in your hands."
Harry was silent, but Malfoy laughed maniacally, "You shameless thief … Harry, can't you resist the desire to steal? If a poor man like you doesn't steal, how can you live like this? Dad was right. Every pauper is a potential thief. "
"You also obtained one of the two scriptures, but you did not put in the effort to pursue the power of these two books. I bet, Harry, that you did not even consult the professors about the magical knowledge in these two books. This is the difference between you and me, Harry. Opportunities are only given to those who are prepared. You cannot imagine the power of that book! "
"That is the power to open the door to the world of darkness. It is the power of the world's oldest existence of darkness."
"Now, let me show you the difference between us!" Malfoy showed a sarcastic smile. He opened his dragon mouth and used the unique breath of a dragon to make a long, complex chant. A human's voice would never be able to make a sound that included infrasonic and ultrasonic waves.
The rays of the sun that had just shone down from the east dimmed in an instant. The moon in the west shone brightly, sprinkling blood red moonlight. The moonlight and the first rays of dawn intertwined, weaving a world that did not belong to day or night. The black dragon bathed in the moonlight, it used magic and shadows to create a strange power.
Harry only felt a strong rush in his heart, and his body's instinctive reaction made him roll to avoid the deadly knife behind him. It was his own shadow, waving at him, as if the shadow had no concept of volume.
In the forbidden forest, the dense shadows of the branches on the ground began to dance, just like when the branches fluttered in the wind. Countless shadows, long and short, like bayonets, rotated like gears. The shadows on the ground suddenly stretched out like javelins, stabbing towards Harry. The shadows had no mass, no substance, but they were like the sharpest knives and spears, with a deadly edge.
Harry raised his wand and shouted, "Photo!"
The tip of the wand emitted a blinding light, stabbing towards Malfoy like an arrow. There was no place for shadows to hide around him, and the light pierced the black dragon's scales, only leaving an inconspicuous white spot. It could not hurt Malfoy at all.
The black dragon only smiled coldly. It flapped its wings, and a strong wind blew towards Harry and Hermione like an arrow, preventing them from advancing. With the help of the blood moon, the black dragon's huge body flew lightly into the sky. Harry was surprised to find that the trees in the forbidden forest above him seemed to have come to life, waving their branches to stop them from flying.
The black dragon, who had already arrived above Harry, roared angrily and spat out a black poisonous fog.
The cone-shaped poisonous fog covered Harry's position in the blink of an eye. Wherever the poisonous fog went, the crisp grass and trees withered in the blink of an eye. The poisonous fog, which was cursed and highly toxic, turned everything into shadows within the fog. The trees and the beasts in the forbidden forest all seemed to melt, their rich colors fading away, leaving behind thick black remains that looked like twisted shadows.
When the poisonous fog covered a large part of the nearby forest, the black dragon spat out ink-like tiny particles of life, igniting the poisonous fog below.
In the blink of an eye, the large part of the forest where Harry was was burned by the black poisonous fire. It was not the high-temperature dragon fire, nor the acidic and negative dragon fire, but the fire of entropy that destroyed the order of heat, destroying the structure of materials and energy, and melting them into a pool of chaos.
In the poisonous fog, Harry tried to use the Armour Spell to protect himself, but in the blink of an eye, the spell was contaminated by the poison.
At the most critical moment, the "Golden Sun Sutra" in Harry's arms released a golden light of the sun that enveloped the surrounding area, blocking the poisonous fog. Harry hurriedly rushed to where Hermione was, where the silver light emitted from the tip of the wand was in danger. The silver otter protecting Hermione had already faded into a faint light, and the poisonous black had silently infected the guardian.
The otter raised its head and looked at Harry, revealing a reluctant look. At the moment when Harry hugged Hermione, the light of the otter melted in the black fog, and Hermione also blended in.
Harry could feel that the guardian did not disappear, but the pure soul that represented the guardian had died in the poisonous fog.
Malfoy had created the Black Dragon's Poison with the help of the power of the Dark World, and it had even poisoned the Guardian to death. Harry placed the Golden Sun Sutra between him and Hermione, but he did not notice that part of Hermione's shadow was exposed to the poisonous fog. Soon, Harry saw that Hermione's face was suffused with death and grey.
Only then did he notice that Hermione's shadow that was exposed to the poisonous fog had also been poisoned to death!
The adult Hermione was taller than Harry, and her shadow's head extended beyond the protection of the Golden Sun Sutra and died in the poisonous fog … Harry could feel Hermione's life slipping away in his arms, but he did not know how to stop it. Wounds could be healed, life could be replenished, and souls could be summoned, but without a shadow, how could he treat it?
"No!" Harry hugged Hermione and whispered, "There must be a way …"
"The shadow is not that important … The Golden Sun Sutra must have a way. The souls of the dead can be summoned, and the dead can be resurrected, but why would a person die without a shadow? "
He desperately tried to recall the poem in the Golden Sun Sutra, and his body trembled.
Suddenly, he heard Fawkes's voice coming from above him. Harry looked up in surprise and saw the rapidly approaching phoenix in the distance. The phoenix lingered outside the poisonous fog, not daring to come close, but in the blink of an eye, a ray of sunlight shone from the observatory of Hogwarts. The phoenix, bathed in golden light, flew to Harry's head and landed on Hermione's chest. A crystal tear fell on her chest.
The tear of a phoenix was the best healing potion material. It dispelled the black fog on Hermione's face, but it could not dispel the smell of death that gradually enveloped her.
Fawkes whined and showed a human-like expression of sadness. It flew around Hermione and Harry's heads twice, and then left the place with a sad cry.
Harry was almost speechless. He twitched in pain and clutched Hermione's hand tightly.
At this time, the poisonous fire above their heads had fallen, and the surroundings had become a sea of fire. The light of the Golden Sun Sutra was getting dimmer and dimmer. Under the burning of the poisonous fire, nothing could withstand it for long. They could no longer see their surroundings. The black flames burned like purgatory, and the vicious flames licked everything in the area, killing any living existence in the area.
The soil on the ground turned to ashes, and even the morning light and moonlight lost their vitality.
In the vast sea of fire, only a little light of the Golden Sun Sutra was still holding on, but it was also on the verge of collapse.
Harry heard footsteps coming from behind him. A man covered in a black robe separated the flames and came to Harry. He reached out and placed something in front of Harry. He took out a time converter and placed it in front of Hermione's chest. Harry could feel the man 'looking' at him, but he could not tell what he was feeling.
Sorrow … Nostalgia … Indifference … Fear …
Harry looked at the thing left behind by the mysterious man. It was the key to the Golden Sun Sutra and the Black Sutra of the Dead! It was a polygonal switch box.
Harry happened to know how to use it. He twisted it slightly, and seven leaf-like corners popped out of the box. He pressed the seven-pointed star shaped key on the Golden Sun Sutra. The teeth marks on the key matched perfectly, and with a click, the Golden Sun Sutra suddenly opened by itself. Under the morning light, the pages were flowing with a brilliant golden light.
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