novelraw Chapter 153 Turning Point
Chapter 153 Turning Point
"Tch." The demon sneered, and his blood pupils stared at Fran unblinkingly, eyes full of danger and indifference.His hoarse voice was full of meaningful self-mockery, and his cold and dangerous tone was like a poisonous snake crawling through a dark and chaotic poisonous pool.
"It's really interesting. I've lived alone for ten thousand years, and it's the first time I've been calculated like this..."
"Gushi is the prey of the delicious meal on the plate, but wants to be the hunter behind the scenes? This game is really interesting..."
Sebastian lightly licked the corners of his lips, and the black air spread all over his body. Surrounded by the black air, his fine black hair seemed to be catalyzed by the black mist, and it continued to grow beyond his shoulders. A pair of curved and sharp black goat horns It got out from between the hair on the temples.The demon's figure was tall, and two pairs of pitch-black wings spread out from behind, and the black feathers flying around turned into bursts of devilish energy, overflowing.
Even with the suppression of the world's restraining power, the demon king from hell, the fallen angel whose wings had been cut off, and the great demon king Belial still showed his prototype in anger.
The devil's cold eyes licked Fran's body, and the corners of his raised lips exposed sharp teeth. He smiled lowly, and his trembling chest made the laughter hoarse and weird.
"How interesting..."
"The noble and innocent saint..."
"A person who is not an angel's light law sympathizer..."
"Very good, very good..." The devil smiled strangely, his expression becoming more and more strange.
"Before getting your soul, it's okay to taste your flesh first. Such a white, soft and pure lamb, it's only necessary to lick it from head to toe..."
Feeling the devil's obscene gaze and listening to the sticky and cold words, Fran's face remained unchanged, but her fingers clenched the staff in her hand, pressing down on the opponent who wanted to beat her into ashes. impulse.
Fran's face turned cold, and she responded indifferently: "Please return to hell immediately, or I will be impolite."
"Hehehe..." The devil who was as handsome as a fallen god on the other side sneered, lowered his voice and replied, "Then...thank you for your hospitality, and I won't be polite anymore."
As soon as the words fell, the demon seemed to turn into a black lightning and attacked Fran.
The enchantment in Fran's hand, who had been vigilant all the time, unfolded in an instant, and the light golden light collided with the purple black, bursting out sparks only when opposing forces collide.Fran's eyes were fixed, and she understood that this demon should be better at close combat because of the suppressed power.So he turned his hand, and the staff in his palm turned into a gorgeous and sharp cross sword, and slashed straight at the dark claws that pierced through the barrier.
With a sound of 'tearing', the sharp and tough armor intersected with the blade, and sparks of metal collision erupted.In just a few seconds, the two fought against each other several times, and the entire study was torn apart by the force overflowing from the battle.
A light bloodstain was drawn on the devil's handsome and bewitching cheek by Fran's holy light cross sword. He raised his hand to touch the scar, and the targeted holy light pierced his fingertips with pain, but the demon king The level of resilience made that bloodstain instantly smooth again.
Fran clenched the big sword tightly with both hands, her face was calm and unwavering.
"I repeat again, please return to hell."
"You should understand that you, whose power has been greatly suppressed, have no chance of winning compared to me, whose power has directly restrained you."
"If you still resist, even if you are the Great Demon King, I will choose to seal and suppress you directly."
The demon stared at Fran's indifferent expression, and let out a chuckle of unknown meaning: "I see...Should I say you are fair and kind? Or should I say you are weak?"
Bursts of black mist re-wrapped the demon's body, concealing the master of the chaotic power. Fran watched quietly and did not try to stop it.
With the disappearance of the demon figure, only one sentence was left echoing in the room.
"It's not good to be too soft-hearted, you will be entangled by the devil..."
"See you soon, my... lamb..."
Feeling the disappearance of the devil's aura, Fran withdrew her sword and released her magic power to sweep the entire manor.After a while, she changed back into men's clothing, pulled out her wand and cast it back on the ruined messy room, but it could only be restored to a rough extent.
After dealing with all this, Fran ordered the servants to come in and clean up with a natural expression, and then returned to her private study to continue working.
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At dinner, Tom found it odd that he didn't see Sebastian the Clingy.
"Fran, where's Sebastian? What day is it today? He's not here!" Little Tom said in surprise.
Fran cut the food on the plate with a natural expression, and explained lightly: "Well, he resigned and returned to his hometown."
"Back home?" Tom blinked, then nodded and asked, "Then shall we hire another housekeeper?"
Fran put down the knife and fork in her hand, looked at Tom and said, "I'm going to tell you about this."
"I thought about it. If you have to teach you magic in advance in the past few years, it is still not convenient to live in the Muggle world. Moreover, if my predictions are correct, the Muggle world may not be so peaceful these years."
"So, this manor is still reserved. I will ask someone to take care of it and leave it to you in the future. However, I plan to take you to live in the wizarding world, just the two of us."
Hearing Fran's words, Tom's eyes became bright instantly, and he asked in surprise, "Just the two of us? Go to the wizarding world?"
Fran nodded affirmatively.
"Where are we going then?"
Fran explained: "Go to Godric's Hollow, where half-wizards gather, in the southwest of England, not too far from London, you should know something about it."
Tom tilted his head and asked, "Godric's Hollow, is that the place where Mr. Dumbledore lives?"
Fran nodded: "I asked Dumbledore to help me buy real estate in Godric's Hollow and Hogsmeade. I simply bought a house in Godric's Hollow to move to a big city. For that property, the renovation team in the wizarding world was quite efficient, and the house was built and renovated quickly."
Tom seemed to remember something, and asked suddenly: "What about Mr. Archibald? Is he going with us?"
Fran's eyes flickered slightly, she turned to look at Tom, and asked, "Are you very reluctant to part with Mr. Archibald?"
Tom shook his head: "I'm just thinking about my homework in the future? Are you going to teach me yourself?"
Fran replied with a smile: "Mr. Archibald...I'm afraid I can only fire him first, but this is my responsibility, and I will pay him a sum of money. Besides, regarding your homework... you do not need to worry."
Relieved, Tom smiled and said, "That's great, I'm looking forward to it. So what shall we do?"
"soon…"
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"Hey, little Tom, are you happy to see me?" Dumbledore greeted the new residents who had just arrived in Godric's Hollow with a smile on his face.
But Tom seemed to have a natural conflict with Dumbledore. Seeing this amiable old man, he always felt inexplicably uncomfortable.But the bear boy who used to pretend to be well-behaved still said hello politely, showing that he missed Dumbledore.
Dumbledore rubbed Tom's head, messing up Tom's well-groomed hair like a Potter child.He is not young, but he always likes to tease Little Tom, who has a personality like an old friend. Every time he sees this brat impatient and trying to suppress his temper in front of his parents, he finds it inexplicably funny.
Strange to say, the uncle and nephew of the Riddle family, the uncle looks like Grindelwald enough, but his personality is more like Dumbledore.And this six-year-old nephew, apart from being equally beautiful, has nothing in common with Grindelwald in appearance, but his personality is unexpectedly similar.
Dumbledore led the uncle and nephew to their new home, a very beautifully decorated exquisite bungalow.The house is not big, and the whole is a pointed Tudor style. The painted dark wood and light-colored walls contrast strongly in the sun, and some round gates add a bit to this angular Gothic Renaissance style building. Fairytale cuteness.
There is a small garden in front of the house. Even if it is not spring, the garden is still green, with vines with small flowers climbing on the brand new white fence. In the yard, there are delicate parasols, outdoor tables and chairs and milky white swings. A warm and refined view of the garden.
"Wow." Tom couldn't help but admire.
Dumbledore laughed: "How is it? Tom, do you like it here? This place is much smaller than your original home."
Tom held Fran's hand, looked curiously at this delicate and lovely little house, and replied, "Although it's small, it feels more like home."
Entering the new house, the house is fully furnished and well decorated.Almost all the furniture inside are purchased from the magic world, and many of them have magical functions, such as kitchen stoves that can cook automatically, sinks that can wash dishes automatically, and various sanitary ware that can clean themselves. Magic has brought great benefits to the wizard’s family. Great convenience, even a bachelor who can't do anything can take care of himself well with the help of magic.
Tom was very new to these magic tools for a while, just like Alice in Wonderland, touching here, going around there, and chatting with the full-length mirror for a while.
Fran sat in the living room with Dumbledore and talked about business.
"Albus, Mr. Grindelwald has teamed up with the Nazis. When I went to Northern Europe, I found that he was ready to recruit soldiers, and many young wizards worshiped him enthusiastically."
Dumbledore couldn't help showing a wry smile. He looked at the calm Fran, and suddenly asked, "Are you really not going to recognize him? He is your father after all."
Fran pushed the prepared hot cocoa to Dumbledore, and said indifferently: "He is not my father. However, I can't completely ignore his affairs."
Dumbledore sighed: "I understand, but you... are different, and you don't have to take the responsibility on yourself."
Fran looked at Dumbledore: "But why do you take dealing with him as your responsibility?"
Dumbledore looked into Fran's clear eyes, his words choked in his throat, he was silent for a while, and then he said: "There are some things you don't understand, many of the mistakes he made are my responsibility and my sins .”
"Since that summer, my whole life has been atonement..."
Fran smiled lightly and shook her head: "No one needs to be responsible for the fate of others for a lifetime. If you must say that, the responsible person is still playing with magic furniture."
Dumbledore froze for a moment, a little confused about Fran's meaning.Fran smiled and didn't explain anymore, but changed the subject and said, "Do you know where these materials can be purchased or exchanged?" As she spoke, she handed over a parchment list.
Dumbledore opened the list and looked, startled, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
"These materials... What are you doing?"
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