Fantasy World Transmigration

Chen Ang continued to discuss the price with Old Malfoy, but in fact, his attention was already on Decora, who was curiously looking at the sundries in the store, and gradually approached the wardrobe where Potter was hiding. He couldn't forget the Dark Bible, he stood in front of the fallen demon specimen, and read a card attached to a gorgeous scepter.

He read it aloud: "This is a famous change lord named Destiny Weaver. It was once thrown into a different-dimensional space called the Well of Eternity by its master, the evil god of chaos Tzeentch. Thus gained some knowledge of 'the knowledge of the future and the consequences of madness', eighty-one shift lords were responsible for recording the mad murmurs it uttered, and this was the mace of one of them. I believe he was in There are some interesting prophecies left on it - only when confronted with the owner of the prophecy, will it be revealed."

"What's this?" Decora said excitedly, "What's 'Tzeentch', what's 'Change Lord', I've never heard of it..."

"Just because you haven't heard, doesn't mean he doesn't exist." An indescribable shadowy figure appeared in front of Decora, and whispered, its face was not blurred, but it was unclear, as if it couldn't be seen Looking straight at him, Decora looked back nervously, only to see that his father was still bargaining with Bojin as if he hadn't seen it all.

"Who are you?" Decora asked in a low voice, "Do you know who my father is? If you dare to hurt me, he is right behind me and will tear you to pieces."

"All things are one, and all things are one, it doesn't matter who your father is." The shadow said, "I'm just a portkey." After saying that, he fell into a long silence.

Decora waited for it for a while, and in the end, Decora, who didn't see any reaction from him, kicked the gorgeous scepter angrily. The eyes on it suddenly opened, and the light shone on Decora. He saw some things in the light - Dumbledore who fell from the tower, his father crawling at the feet of a weird man without a nose, and the death of his most hated Harry Potter, and many, familiar and familiar Classmates, they looked at a big platinum-haired boy with fear and resentment. When he turned his head, Decora suddenly saw a familiar face, as if he had grown up.

In the distorted light and shadow, on another road, he saw Harry Potter holding a wand and cast a death curse on Dumbledore. He saw Harry Potter take off the ring from Dumbledore's hand, Thinking about the black gemstone on it, he saw his godfather Snape kneeling under Harry Potter with tears in his eyes, and excitedly opened a golden magic book for him—it was the Sun Golden Book.

To Dracora's horror, he saw his own dead body at Harry Potter's feet.

The violent urge made him cry out, and escaped from the illusion. The scepter was placed in front of him, as if everything that happened before was an illusion.

"Decora? What's the matter with you?" His father asked, turning back.

"No, it's nothing!" Decora instinctively didn't want to tell his father about it, but lied: "I was just scared by it!" He pointed to the specimen of the fallen demon.

"It says it will be resurrected when it encounters a wizard!" Decora added, afraid of being exposed.

"Decora, I hope you can be stronger than a girl... Now your academic performance is not as good as that of a girl from a Muggle family! Anyway, you should be more courageous than her, even though she is a Gryffindor." Then the old man Malfoy sneered at Chen Ang: "You shouldn't just write such absurd rumors...Bo Jin, when I came last time, your store didn't have these messy things. You are a reliable, honest dealer in dark magic materials. That's why I often trade with you."

"I can guarantee that my goods are all honest and reliable. In Knockturn Alley, you may never find another shopkeeper who is as affordable, honest, and full of all kinds of magical items as I am. Yes! That specimen of the fallen demon is unique and good, and the label on it is correct, if it encounters a fallen demon wizard, then it may indeed be resurrected."

When Chen Ang was entangled with old Malfoy, Decora had gradually calmed down. He recalled the hallucinatory voices he had heard before, and those Death Eaters fell down at Harry Potter's feet in awe. What are they shouting for? Dark Lord!

They actually called Harry Potter the Dark Lord!

Malfoy Decora felt a surge of jealousy and irritation at how, how dare they call Harry Potter that. That wretch, who doesn't understand anything except for an ugly scar, how does he deserve this honorific title?

This should be mine! Malfoy Decora was determined not to let such a terrible thing happen.

Harry Potter saw the distorted expression on Malfoy's face from the wardrobe, and he heard Malfoy muttering to himself: "Is it just a prophecy that I saw? I can't let it happen... Harry. Potter doesn't deserve that position, even though he killed Dumbledore."

"Did I kill Dumbledore?" Harry in the closet was shocked and couldn't help himself: "What the hell is Malfoy thinking?"

Harry saw Decora secretly looking at the golden magic book, his eyes were full of suspicion, he whispered in a low voice that only Harry who was hiding in the closet in front of him could hear clearly: "The sun gold book The scriptures, and the ring on Dumbledore's hand... Is that the resurrection stone? If so, then didn't Harry Potter really find the secret of resurrection?"

"Then how did he know?" Decora frowned, "How did he get this book?"

Hearing 'resurrection', Harry couldn't help holding his breath, and he didn't miss a word that Decora said, but Decora had already discovered the wardrobe at this time, with hesitant and horrified eyes, he himself He said to himself, "Unless he's here now!" Hearing this, Harry's heart almost stopped, and he watched Malfoy's hand reach for the handle of the closet little by little with almost suffocation. .

But then old Malfoy called from the end of the counter, "Decora, come here."

Malfoy Decora gave Harry that familiar smile, a pompous and obnoxious smile, and said, "I'm crazy to think that... pompous Potter is still with his disgusting uncle Home! He can't even eat...how could he come to Knockturn Alley."

Decora turned around and walked away. Harry wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his head. At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was so cold in the closet, as cold as winter, and the air was coming from the dense coat behind him. Come out, which makes Harry a little curious...

Decora over there pestered old Malfoy to buy the magic book made of gold, but Chen Ang paid a sky-high price.

"Are you crazy? Bojin! I can buy your entire store for this money!" Malfoy said angrily.

Chen Ang insisted: "It's worth so much money...it's a magic item made of gold with magic power, and it has unparalleled resurrection power...this is already a cheap sale!"

The old Malfoy said: "The Malfoy family will never accept fraud." He dragged Decora away from Borgin's black magic shop in a hurry.