Facing the dark doorway of unknown depths, Clark and Hermione were still a little uneasy even if they had known about this situation from the book for a long time.

However, in any case, the water of the Stygian River was the necessary material in their plan, so after only hesitating for a moment, the two held hands and walked into the gate together.

Gray, gray, endless gray!

The earth is dark gray, and the sky is also gray, and the whole world seems to be stripped of its dazzling colors the moment it crosses the door.

Clark looked up and saw that the alchemy room, which originally only had a dozen square meters, has now become an unknown number of times.

The black soil mixed with white bone fragments spread to the horizon, forming continuous hills.

In the low-lying area between the hills and the hills, a dark river that seemed to absorb all the light was flowing silently, not knowing where it came from or where it was going.

And what Clark and the others were looking for happened to be on both sides of this dark river.

It was a large area of ​​Manzhu Shahua that stretched far into the distance. The fiery red color was the only color in this gray-white world, like the blood flowing on the ground, and like the flames rising to the sky, it was so bright and eye-catching.

Clark and the others did not dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly ran towards the Manzhushahua. They knew that because of the magical ceremony, this alchemy room had already overlapped with somewhere in the underworld at this moment.

This is the real underworld and the underworld, and that river is also the real underworld and yellow spring.

The so-called Styx water refining formula in "Powerful Potion" is actually a magical ritual that opens up the underworld.

After all, how can a wizard's alchemy be able to match the mighty power of this world's natural creation?

The water of the Styx here is the most authentic.

Of course, if they haven't left here before the end of time, they will be left in this dead place forever.

And that's why this ceremony was put into the forbidden area.

Fortunately, the two of them are not far from the Manzhu Shahua, and there is no barrier in front of them, but just over the hills, the red flowers are within reach.

But these were not what they were looking for. Clark's eyes widened and he carefully searched for the flowers. The monotonous red almost blinded his eyes.

Fortunately, what they were looking for did not seem to be difficult to find, but within a moment, Clark found a black fruit among the fiery red flowers.

It was a small ball growing on a bare branch, about the size of a fist, and it was very conspicuous among the fiery red Manzhu Shahua.

Not far away, Hermione also found her target, a Manzhushahua fruit filled with the water of the Styx.

The two rushed into the flowers without hesitation and rushed towards the two fruits.

The flowers along the way were opened and pushed by them, and the fiery red spots fell instantly, turning into crystal spots of light, rising into the sky.

"Clark!"

Clark seemed to hear someone calling him from behind, in a voice so familiar, like someone he knew.

He subconsciously wanted to turn back to answer, but in an instant he came back to his senses,

No, this is just the call of the dead unique to the underworld.

Clark quickly calmed down, continued to bury his head, and headed for the black fruit.

As he pushed down more and more Manzhu Shahua, the voices behind him became louder and more familiar. He even heard his parents in his previous life shouting his name piercingly.

Clark had to use Occlumency to falsify his memory, and the shouts behind him were replaced by Professor Lockhart's voice.

He rushed to the fruit all the way without any danger, reached out and grabbed it, the cold touch through the rubber gloves made him shiver.

pat!

Fortunately, this thing is not difficult to pick, just break it gently, and the fruit falls off the branch.

Clark grabbed the fruit and didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly ran towards Hermione again.

Fortunately, she also followed Clark's teaching carefully, keeping her mouth shut all the way, gritted her teeth and did not respond, and soon picked a Manzhushahua fruit.

The two came together, Clark took Hermione's hand, turned his head and ran towards the portal where he came.

Although there is no way to tell the time in the underworld, they should not have exceeded an hour.

And the calls of the souls that were originally lingering in their ears seem to have begun to slow down and disappear because they reasoned about the Manzhushahua Flowers.

Holding the fruit, the two trotted over the hills all the way. On the flat ground not far away, a glowing portal was standing in the air.

"Clark, wait, I can't run!"

Clark walked so fast that Hermione couldn't keep up and called him, but Clark didn't respond to her, and even quickened her pace.

"Why are you running so fast, haven't we already obtained the potion?"

Hermione grumbled behind him.

Clark still ignored her. Through that door, they could already see the brightly lit living room on the other side!

Suddenly, Hermione stumbled over a stone with an "ouch".

Clark felt the pulling force from his hand, and was about to turn around to help her up when he suddenly realized that there was only soft mulch on the land of the underworld, where did the stones come from?

so close! Clark's back was almost wet with cold sweat.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, and dragged Hermione, who fell to the ground, and ran towards the door.

Hermione was pulled by his arm, dragged on the ground, and kept calling him, but this time Clark would not be fooled again.

Finally, the two rushed out of the door one after the other, and behind them, the temporary underworld space disappeared into the pitch-black vortex after a burst of light and extinction.

Only then did Clark turn his head and look at Hermione.

Fortunately, the other party was wearing thick rubber protective clothing. Even if he dragged on the ground for a distance, he only suffered a little flesh wound.

However, compared to the physical injury, the little girl's mental trauma is not light.

Clark could hear Hermione sobbing softly, even before taking off the hood of the suit.

But the only good thing is that the girl didn't blame Clark for his violent behavior.

Instead, after calming down a bit, she took off her headgear and took the initiative to thank Clark.

"The situation was very complicated just now, I..."

Clark was about to explain when Hermione wiped her tears and interrupted him with a smile.

"It's okay, I know, 'Orpheus' Return', I've been making up for a lot of fairy tales recently."

Legend has it that in ancient Greece, there was a god-son named Orpheus, who was in grief because his wife Eurydice, the **** of water, was bitten to death by a poisonous snake.

His father, the sun **** Apollo, told Orpheus how to enter the underworld, so he came to the underworld, and moved the hard-hearted Hades through beautiful music and touching love.

Hades promised to release his wife and warned him not to look back at his lover along the way.

As a result, due to the last moment of turning back when leaving the underworld, the lover failed to return to the world.

Although this is just a myth, as Nick Lemay told Clark, any myth that survives in this world must have a deeper meaning behind it.

Therefore, when Clark dragged Hermione away in the underworld, he remembered this myth, and he was ruthless and did not look back.

The two cleaned up a little, and then looked at the two Manzhushahua fruits they had just picked.

After leaving the underworld, the two fruits that were originally dark and icy suddenly lost their mysterious color.

The black peel began to lose its color, and its volume began to shrink, and finally turned into a small gray bead the size of a marble.

"Does this thing need to be processed again?" Hermione looked curiously at the two beads in Clark's hand.

Clark put them away.

"No, the water of the Styx in it will soon be wiped out in the material world, so when you use it, you can just bite it and swallow it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Voldemort's diary on the coffee table not far away, and Hermione naturally noticed his gaze, and suddenly hesitated.

"Clark, are we really going to do this? In case..."

Clark interrupted her with a wave, "Don't worry, I'm here, nothing happens."

With that, he picked up the diary and got into the next room.

"You are finally here!"

As the diary opened again, Tom Riddle, who had been imprisoned for more than a month, was overjoyed and took the initiative to greet Clark, who had just come in.

However, upon meeting, Clark shouted to him with surprise: "I succeeded."

"What worked?"

Looking at the excited Clark, Tom Riddle was stunned.

"Pray to the gods... ah, no, no, I mean I'm ready for what you call the aptitude-changing ritual."

Clark almost blurted out, then seemed to snap back and immediately changed the subject.

However, who is Tom Riddle? He just subconsciously used Legilimency.

Therefore, he judged that Clark's previous words must be the truth.

Pray to the gods?

What god? Is it Lucifer?

No, he just used the word "God", but now that the gods have disappeared, where did the "God" come from?

Tom pondered secretly in his heart, but his face did not reveal the slightest, but followed Clark's words.

"Really, that's great, now that you're ready, let's get started."

"What's the first step?"

Clark asked him and Tom wasn't hiding either.

"Before we talked about three steps to change magical affinity, and the key point in these three steps is how to affect the soul.

Whether it is to weaken the stability of one's own soul, or to reshape and deform the soul, it needs an external force to affect it.

And this power is the soul of other people. "

"Other people's souls!"

??

Clark pretended to be shocked when he heard Tom's words. ??

"What happens to those whose souls have been taken???"

Tom looked at him and smiled, "Is there any need to ask? If the soul is gone, the person will naturally die. ????"??

His voice was very indifferent, as if a dead person was no different from the death of an ant.

The struggle and hesitation on Clark's face were intertwined, and the desire and conscience came one after another.

After such a difficult psychological struggle, he finally asked in a dry voice: "Is it okay to use a Muggle soul?"

Tom knew that the child in front of him was finally defeated, and he began to take the first step towards depravity.

He himself is such a person, and he has seen too many wizards who have the same experience and are seduced by power, so he also sneered.

"How can a dirty soul like a Muggle be compared with a wizard's soul? The essence of alchemy is equivalent exchange. If you want to change your qualifications, you can only sacrifice the life of another wizard."

Clark was silent, and Tom Riddle just took it as his acquiescence, and continued: "In order to completely strip the soul, we need another thing."

He glanced at Clark, who remained silent, but did not leave, which was actually the best answer.

"Remember the secret room I told you before? After I caught the person who opened the secret room, I also found some amazing things in it.

Only that thing can completely strip the soul. "

Speaking of this, Tom suddenly stopped talking. He knew that in order to change a person, he couldn't put too much pressure on him at once, he had to relax and relax properly.

Murder is a very difficult thing to decide. If the persecution is too strong, it may have the opposite effect, making the hesitant Clark flinch.

So he changed the subject and said, "Of course, that's the next thing. The most important thing at the moment is to pray to the devil first."

He waved his arms, and the statue of Lucifer appeared in front of the two.

"Just as sculpting requires careful observation, shaping the soul doesn't happen in an instant.

You have to pray devoutly to the devil first, asking him to give you strength, and then use your soul to slowly contact, so that your soul is gradually infected by higher-level power in this communication, and gradually becomes his appearance.

When you can resonate with the demon god~lightnovelpub.net~ **** statue appears in your heart, you can start the next step. "

After speaking, he wanted to guide Clark to complete the first prayer, but Clark refused.

"No! I have better options."

As he spoke, he hesitated again, but Tom Riddle knew that it must have something to do with the problem he first discovered.

"What choice?" He used Legilimency again, and at the same time, there was a longing in his heart for some reason.

He knew that this was a reminder from spirituality, and what Clark was about to say would definitely bring him a huge surprise.

Sure enough, after hesitating for a while, Clark finally spoke.

"That is the inventor of writing, the instrument of the gods, the **** of wisdom, knowledge and magic - Ogma!"

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