The Avadasauri mantra, an extremely cruel black magic. The person who was in the curse died immediately without leaving any trace. No one could survive under the Avadasauri mantra. Even the great Professor Dumbledore and the Dark King Voldemort all died under this curse.

The only exception is Harry. He is the first person ever to survive the curse. The power of maternal love protects Harry from stifling and rebounds the spell, making Voldemort a pitiful state of being neither human nor ghost. Until Harry grew up to the age of 11, Voldemort had to possess others and survive. He planned to steal magic stones to restore the body to resurrection.

Voldemort, who has seven Horcruxes, is not limited to death by the curse. He was hit by the rebounding Avadassomim, but he lost his body and all his magic power. He will become extremely weak and weak, worse than the humblest wandering soul.

"Are you okay?" A staff member asked with concern. It was already 3 o'clock at this moment, but the concept of time in the C7 area underground is not important. This makes many employees' biological clocks irregular.

"You look bad."

"It's okay..." Zhang Qing waved her hand, took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket and twisted it and swallowed it, breathing a long sigh of relief. "Suddenly, there were some palpitations."

"How about you go and rest first? I'm enough here. He can't come out so soon."

"It's okay..." Zhang Qing shook her head, her originally soft eyes, filled with blood and fatigue. Her delicate face also became thinner. After not seeing each other for two months, her energy seemed to have disappeared from Zhang Qing.

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"Is he dead?" Qiluo quickly turned around, staring at Wang Yao, who was ashamed of fear, who quickly shrank back to his normal body like a balloon.

Eris's magic mirror reflected Chiro's back. The turban was scattered beside him, and a rag-like face was on the back of his head. "No one can survive under the death curse."

"My master, isn't Harry..." Kilowe was frightened and was interrupted by Voldemort before he finished speaking.

"Shut up! idiot."

Kiro's words hurt Voldemort's wounds. Feeling his master's anger, Kiro's whole body trembled, and his fear made him almost kneel down.

Voldemort did not pursue the matter, and he issued an order: "Go to Harry and get the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket. Remember not to touch his body."

"Yes, my master..." Qiluo responded quickly. He carefully bypassed his body and returned to his normal size. Because his heart stopped, Wang Yao, whose body gradually became cold, walked towards Harry, who collapsed on the right stairs and fell into a coma.

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"So... am I dead now?" A hint of confusion flashed through Wang Yao's eyes, and his hand was raised in front of him, and his vision easily penetrated the translucent palm.

Wang Yao, who was floating in the air, looked down and saw himself... his rapidly shrinking body and Quirrell, or Voldemort. His previous memories were like a tide.

"Avadasaueri... I didn't expect that the second violent riot would lead to a bad start." Wang Yao sighed lightly, and Qiluo and Voldemort below did not find themselves. They were saying something. Unfortunately, Wang Yao could not hear it at all. Everything was like silent pantomime.

"I actually became a soul. Should I say it is worthy of being a magical world?"

Seeing his body with his own eyes and learning about his death. Wang Yao thought he would not accept it and was extremely sad. But at this moment, he had no other emotions except melancholy and lost. It was like his body below, but a stranger who was ignorant.

Those familiar faces in the real world swept by in front of their eyes quickly. Lin Xia, Zhang Qing, team leader, He Ying, Liang Chunri, Chu Xuan, every night...

Finally it was frozen on Aresa's little face. At that moment, he seemed to really see Aresa appearing in front of her, with a sweet curve, and her big eyes bent into crescent moons to look at her. She is Aresa, but not.

Subconsciously, Wang Yao reached out to touch it. The translucent and illusory arm waved in vain, and Alesa's image gradually faded and disappeared.

It was not until this time that he felt more than melancholy in his heart. The guilt fermented rapidly in his heart and occupied his entire atrium.

Until the end, he was unable to keep his promise... How is Alesa now? Was she hiding in a place in the dark world, holding her knees and huddling in the corner, waiting for herself silently?

Thinking of this, Wang Yao's body couldn't help but tremble and wanted to rush back to his body. But as soon as he approached, a rebound repulsive force came from the corpse, pushing Wang Yao back into the air.

"Yeah, such a coincidence."

Suddenly, an extremely familiar voice came from behind. Wang Yao's body suddenly froze, his eyes widened and filled with incredible feelings, and he suddenly turned around.

A black man with the same translucent body floated two meters in front of him.

"Danny?!" Wang Yao's head buzzed, and he could hardly believe that everything was happening in front of him. It was far more out of control than witnessing his own body.

"Don't look like you're seeing a ghost." Danny waved his hand, looking like he was fussing. "But I'm indeed a ghost now..."

"You..." Wang Yao stared at him for a long time, forcibly suppressing the urge to rush forward and embrace him. His tone was extremely complicated: "Is it my fantasy or it still exists."

"This is Harry Potter. It's not a strange thing to have souls and ghosts, right?" Danny avoided Wang Yao's problem, responded casually, and said, "How have you been recently? I can eat delicious food and drink spicy food in heaven."

"I haven't heard of a nigger who can go to heaven." Wang Yao curled his lips, as if he had found a long-lost feeling. Since Danny died, he has only been left with himself. He has no more than the person who screams every day, tells all kinds of vulgar jokes, chats and fights.

Wang Yao suddenly sighed softly, and his tone was full of apology: "I'm sorry..."

"Ga?" Danny was stunned and looked at Wang Yao strangely.

"If I hadn't been injured, you wouldn't have died..."

"That's wrong." Danny shook his head and did not agree with Wang Yao's words. "If it weren't for the head, I would have knelt down long ago when the God of Death came."

Is it really fake? Wang Yao's expression was dim. Isn't this kind of thing the idea of ​​keeping entangled with Danny's death and exonerating himself?

Since that's the case, who is the "Danny" in front of you? The illusion before your death? But she is obviously dead. The "non-existent person" born due to strong guilt? Since that's the case, Alesha should also appear. Or she knows that she is not dead, she cannot come out of the illusion.

Danny in front of him...is the person he imagined?

"That... although I'm very curious about what you were looking around just now, it's too late."

"What?" Wang Yao looked up and saw Danny pointing to the right behind him. He couldn't help but look back curiously. Then he saw Qilu walking towards Harry.

Wang Yao's body suddenly tensed, and then it gradually relaxed.

"What can I do?" Wang Yao landed on the ground, down to the ground. There was no noise, and even a grain of dust did not splash. It was like nothing fell down there.

"They can't sense me. I can see them, but I can't touch them."

"So that's why I appeared." Danny accompanied the landing, showing his signature grin, and his white teeth were particularly eye-catching on his black skin. This made Wang Yaoqing think that it was said that black people had white teeth. In fact, it was not black people's white teeth, but the strong contrast that they were too dark.

"It's a pity that I finally got to have a conversation, it's going to end so soon." Danny murmured in a low voice.

"What?" Wang Yao was stunned, not understanding the meaning of Danny's words. He muttered quietly that he didn't hear clearly. In his soul state, his body seemed to have returned to the normal state.

"That's it." Danny walked to Wang Yao in two steps, stretched out his arms, and pushed hard.

Without time to prepare, Wang Yao could not suppress his fall backwards. At the same time, a powerful suction force came from the body behind, driving the soul to float into the body.
Chapter completed!