Voldemort thought he was doing everything secretly, but he didn't know that he was just following Tiera's script.

After Voldemort passed through the rugged cave, he came to Leng Yuan.

It was an endless plain covered by ice and snow and bluish-white strange rocks.

Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking into the distance, Voldemort could only see a piece of dead land that was slowly undulating like the level of the sea.

The bitter cold wind shuttled violently back and forth over the Lengyuan like a roaring Tyrannosaurus, blowing up waves of fine dust and ice debris.

Many of them also blew into Voldemort's unshielded latch nostrils in the storm, causing Voldemort to cough so violently that he had to wave his wand and cast a Bubble Head Charm on himself to make it easier.

Even Voldemort couldn't help feeling small and powerless when facing this vast and endless ice and snow plain.

However, this feeling was like the ripples thrown into the lake, and it was fleeting in Voldemort's heart. He only stopped at the entrance of the cave for a moment, and then he woke up from the touch of desolation. According to the shining sun in the sky, He identified his direction with the salty taste mixed in the storm, and flew into the air in the direction he chose.

Leng is a boundless white expanse. Because of the strong wind that lingers over the Leng all year round, even the occasional mountain boulders on the Leng are unreliable. , there is hardly any way to point the way.

What Voldemort needs to do now is to find the border of Leng and go to the seaside. According to the internal information of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic and Tierra's notes on becoming a god, humans or other races who live and live in the dreamland will ride on the A huge sailing ship forged from ebony wood, bringing gold, silver, slaves, spices and furs of precious animals, and the exchange with the moon beasts who hold the gold of the sky, the silver of the flow and the copper of the pillars has mysterious power and can be applied to Ruby in various magical rituals.

They usually stop at Benner Bay in the northern waters of the Lengyuan, which is a relatively calm sea area outside the Lengyuan. There are neither huge icebergs that appear elusive, nor weird sea beasts that suddenly emerge from the bottom of the sea and breathe.

Ordinary merchant ships are painted with bright red or bright orange paint that is pungent and spicy, because there is a legend that spread out from nowhere that the moon beasts and the residents of Leng who are the agents of the moon beasts hate too bright colors and pungent smells. smell.

Therefore, as long as Voldemort reaches the coast, patrolling back and forth along the coast of Leng Yuan, and with the help of some small magic, he can easily find the monsters painted in bright colors from the white snowfield and the dark ocean. merchant ship.

And after finding the merchant ship, you only need to wait for a while before you can get in touch with the residents of Leng and the moon beasts who manipulate them behind the scenes.

And what to do when you find the moon beast—

Voldemort didn't have a charter, after all, he had too little information about these strange creatures. Even Tierra's notebook had briefly mentioned the process of their transaction. I don't know if Tierra thought it was all unimportant. .

Anyway, restricting Voldemort to take a step forward, he is confident that with his own black magic ability, whether it is a friendly conversation or a threat of violence, there is a high probability of getting what he wants.

Perhaps because Voldemort was walking in such a hurry, he didn't even notice that after he left the entrance of Leng, there was a translucent figure in pajamas standing where Voldemort had just been.

The figure looked hazy, and the translucent body was as bright and dark as the mist in the morning.

 …

Hogwarts, Gryffindor dorms.

After returning to the dormitory from the ball, Harry lay half-closed on the bed and read the "Advanced Potions Course" by the Half-Blood Prince for a while.

It's only half past nine in the evening, and almost all of his dormmates have been invited to the Horace Slughorn Yule Ball. Now should be the craziest time, even though the fire in the middle of the dormitory is burning, but it's empty The dormitory was getting colder and colder for Harry.

When it was less than ten o'clock, Harry finally couldn't stand it anymore, shivered, put down the "Advanced Potions Tutorial", washed up briefly, and then wrapped himself in a cup and lay down on the soft bed.

The cold weather and warm blanket soon lulled Harry to sleep.

In the dream, Harry felt that he had come to a deep cave.

The inside of the cave was not completely dark. There were many irregularities inlaid on the rock walls around the cave, exuding a faint blue fluorescent light, allowing Harry to barely see.

The cave was tall and wide, with no trace of artificial carving at all. The floor and ceiling of the cave were covered with countless stalactites, like hills, or some kind of huge teeth, making Harry feel as if he was walking on the ground of an unimaginably large monster. mouth.

Harry didn't know how long he had been walking in the dark cave, when suddenly, a very faint but real light appeared in front of him.

Harry felt himself picking up speed, and began to gallop toward the light in a hurry.

suddenly-

A barren, blindingly white snowfield filled Harry's field of vision, making Harry feel dazzled and dizzy.

When Harry's eyes gradually got used to the pure white, Harry stared blankly.

In his sixteen years of deprived and limited life, he has never seen such a scene—

Such vastness knows no bounds.

A sense of savagery rushes over my face, as if everything around me is empty and meaningless, only the sand rushing towards my face and the snow field with no signs of life are the true meaning of life.

It seems that all the hustle and bustle is gradually going away from Harry, as if all his life, all time, all past and future have become meaningless~lightnovelpub.net~Harry is immersed in the nothingness of nature Among them, he became more and more immersed and became more sober.

He seemed to be slowly recalling something, he vaguely remembered that he had just returned from Horace Slughorn's noisy and noisy Christmas ball, and after lying on the bed and reading a book for a while, he wrapped himself in cotton was asleep.

Am I dreaming?

Harry thought puzzled.

Suddenly Harry shivered all over.

Try to walk a few steps in place.

But this way he felt even colder.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Harry just felt as if he had just stepped on thick snow, and even the violent howling cold wind got into his thin pajamas along with his movements.

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