novel-bin Chapter 122 Chapter 122
Chapter 122 Chapter 122
Severus had never been an open-mouthed person, but since his relationship with Voldemort was so fast, he had forgotten what it meant to be cautious.There was no way, Voldemort's gentle methods were endless, and Severus, a simple child who only got the memory of his future self, was naturally eaten to death, and there was no room for turning over.
This time, he just said something stupid that shouldn't be said (still in front of outsiders), and he completely offended his soul mate. Voldemort didn't say anything, but his face, which was a little darker than the bottom of the pot, really made people's scalp numb and their face shudder.
Fortunately, the time for the second treatment for the little guy came soon.
Severus, who was afraid that Voldemort would use this as an excuse to prevent him from going in, could almost be said to follow the red-eyed devil with a frosty expression all the time.As long as Voldemort's eyes flicked in his direction, he would reflexively smile apologetically.
Voldemort can be called laughing and laughing at such a Severus, but it is also very fresh, so even though he has already forgiven this little bastard who spoke without thinking in his heart, his face is still rigid, showing off Make an expression like I'm still angry and too lazy to talk to you.
In such tugging and tugging, little Noah was put into the magic circle again.
Since the little guy was born knowing it like his father, how could he forget the pain that this magic circle once brought him!As soon as he entered, his complexion changed, his small body, fists and feet curled up into a ball, and he howled as loudly as he wanted—if he hadn't learned how to crawl, he would have crawled out already. The magic circle!
Seeing this scene, the old Mr. Oakes couldn't help but smear his long beard proudly, "I already knew that the little guy would have this reaction, the little baby who can think from birth is not so easy to fool, okay—" —Mr. Voldemort, you go in too—just enough to appease the little guy, maybe he will calm down when he sees you."
Voldemort nodded, and walked towards the magic circle, but before he had taken two steps, he found that his actions were hindered, and when he lowered his head and looked around, he saw that someone had ripped off his sleeve. with.
"Sev?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows.
Severus, who didn't know when his face turned pale, reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth at him, and loosened his grip on the sleeve of the former's robe finger by finger.
Voldemort's heart warmed up, and the resentment he had intentionally cultivated in the past few days was somewhat dissipated. He reached out and stroked Severus' cheek, and said softly, "We will all come out safely, don't worry."
How do you want me to rest assured like this!
Severus instinctively replied in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't add to the psychological burden of his partner at this time, so he could only force a laugh and said, "Of course I don't worry, I'll wait for you to come out."
Voldemort nodded, turned around and walked into the magic circle again.
Little Noah, who was crying miserably, curled up in the center of the magic circle, didn't expect Papa to come in to accompany him this time, so he couldn't help but slammed his head up like a tortoise, and his big black eyes were exactly the same as his. He stared unblinkingly at Papa who was approaching him.
Seeing his son like this, Voldemort chuckled, lifted his robe and sat down opposite the little guy.
Seeing this situation, Little Noah became anxious!At this time, Voldemort was still quite a distance away from him (for little Noah), he instinctively wanted to crawl into his papa's arms, but he couldn't do it at all!I could only sniff my nose, and I was about to cry again.
Voldemort, who had long since realized that his son was only thundering but not raining this time, curled his lips slightly, and stretched out a hand to rub the little guy's soft, shaggy black hair.
The little guy was immediately appeased, and his little head rubbed against Papa's wide palm.
"It's time to start!" Old Mr. Oakes said loudly when he saw this situation.
Madam Pomfrey, who had already prepared by the side, immediately activated the magic circle.
An indescribable suction instantly emanated from Noah's Baihui acupoint, which is the starting point of the wizard's magic cycle and where the wizard's soul originates.
Voldemort collected himself, barely controlled his urge to let go, closed his eyes tightly and loosened his control over his soul, watched helplessly as a small piece of his soul was cut out of his own accord, bit by bit. The little guy went to the Baihui acupoint.
"Wow..." The severe pain made the little guy cry out loud!But the immobile little guy whose body was frozen couldn't do anything to divert or ease the pain. His crying tore the hearts of the bystanders, but everyone could do nothing but watch him suffer. This is a severe pain that even adults cannot bear.
At the same time, a virtual figure of a little baby gradually appeared in the sky above the magic circle, and people could clearly see a bright line starting to rotate slowly along the Baihui acupoint in the little guy's brain... Old Oakes Mr. stared at the virtual figure unblinkingly, forcing himself to drive the baby's cries out of his mind, "See, it's filling up the source of the soul—Mr. Voldemort's soul fragments are being stripped off."
Severus' eyes did not closely follow the virtual figure above the magic circle like the old man did. On the contrary, his eyes uncontrollably stared at Voldemort in the magic circle - he had heard the link of soul mate, He could clearly feel the pain that Voldemort was feeling at this moment, which was almost ashamed!That kind of bit by bit tearing pain is even more desperate than Ling Chi!If he hadn't thought that the person in the magic circle was his dearest and most beloved person, even if it was Severus himself, he would probably cry out in pain - even if he was just a pain bearer in disguise!
In order to dissuade Severus from accompanying their father and son these days, Voldemort hinted more than once that cutting soul fragments is not a fun thing, and he might do something to scare Severus during the cutting Come—he didn't want to surprise Severus, hoped that Severus would wait outside for their good news, etc...but Severus wouldn't say yes at all!He still insisted on standing outside the magic circle, feeling as if a frying pan was boiling in his heart, watching Voldemort's complexion gradually change from rosy to paper-pale to pale ashes!
Severus almost thought he was going crazy with Voldemort!The soul mate connection between the two made him almost uncontrollable and wanted to share the seemingly endless torture with him in the magic circle. The moment Les leaned forward slightly, he directly gave him a full-body binding spell.
"Mr. Prince, don't let your partner and child's previous efforts be in vain." Mr. Oakes, who was afraid that Severus would disturb the treatment, said in a rather blunt voice, pointing to Severus at the sky above the magic circle The virtual figure said, "Look, the child's soul source is almost fully replenished! We have to be patient! The child will be fine, and your husband will be fine!"
Severus looked at the virtual figure above the magic circle following the old Mr. Oakes' line of sight, and found that the place that looked like a small empty bowl had indeed been filled with white light spots at some point. Seeing this, Severus couldn't help but feel a little sad... These are the soul fragments that Voldemort endured the tearing pain... He suddenly felt that he was very useless!Why did you insist on giving birth to this child in the first place!And why insist on extending his life!Tears trickled down Severus' cheeks.
A surprising thing happened!
The tears that rushed out of the eyes condensed into beautiful white pearls one after another in an instant, and they soared into the air without warning, flying towards Voldemort's direction.
"Merlin!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, raising her wand to stop it!
"Poppy! Stop it!" Old Mr. Oakes shouted suddenly, "Let them pass!" He stared at the teardrop-shaped pearls that he flew towards Voldemort with piercing eyes, "That's what the Siren gave to his soul mate Blessings and deepest love! They will ease Mr. Voldemort's pain and make him feel better."
Compared to the initial disdain for Voldemort who clearly made a horcrux and insisted on giving birth to heirs, now he is suffering from the pain of soul division, but he can still control the force of the soul rushing towards the little Noah's Baihui acupoint - Voldemort Mr. Oakes is amazed by his tenacity!Only those who have cut and split their souls know what kind of pain it is to make people want to go crazy or even kill themselves!At this time, Voldemort, who was able to stay awake and pay attention to every reaction of his son, made the old Mr. Oakes have to admire and sigh.
The pearls transformed from Severus' tears quickly submerged into Voldemort's body spontaneously. The three people standing outside the magic circle only saw his body tremble, and his ashen face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. .
"...Merlin! It has such a big effect!" Madam Pomfrey looked at Severus, who was immobilized by her uncle, in shock, and almost made him cry a few times.
Severus, who also saw the effect, also wanted to cry a few more tears, but he was doomed to be in vain. Seeing him blinking his only movable eyelid, old Mr. Oakes gave him a dumbfounded smile, "We all know that the siren's tears are very effective for many potions and are a great potion material, but they are just ordinary tears, which are very different from what you just cried, Mr. Prince ——That kind of tears will only flow out unconsciously when the pain is really unbearable, and it will only be shared with your soul mate, even if you want to cry now, it is just an ordinary tear."
Old Mr. Oakes' words disappointed Severus, but he didn't force it, after all, Voldemort's situation is indeed much better now!Instead of doing the stupid thing of blinking his eyes desperately, he shifted his gaze back to Voldemort in the magic circle.
At this moment, old Mr. Oakes sounded with a strange and amazed voice, "What a bold young man! With the help of a few tears, he dared to—"
Severus was a little anxious when he heard this, and wanted to ask himself that he was bound firmly by the whole body binding spell (such a spell, except for the eyes that can blink, other places are not spared, including the tongue), only Can do it there in a hurry.
Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey was as puzzled by the old man's words as he was, so she hurriedly asked.
The old Mr. Oakes didn't keep his secrets, and directly explained the confusion: "Looking at the graph above, this Mr. Voldemort is really not ordinary bold. His own situation is just better, so he dares to do such a thing—look, he is doing something for the little one. The guy is reshaping the magic cycle—it’s really a bang!"
"What? Isn't he messing around?" Madam Pomfrey was a little anxious.So did Severus.
"Don't worry, I'm watching," the old Mr. Oaks comforted with a smile on his face, "Even if he didn't help the little guy reshape the magic power cycle this time, I will let him do it next time—the little guy inherited his great strength." Part of the genes, not only have the feathered serpent blood, but also know it from birth, he is the best candidate to reshape the magic cycle for the little guy." Speaking of this, the old Mr. Oakes gave Severus a meaningful look, " So don't feel sorry for not helping them—after all, if this child inherits your siren blood, then you are the one staying in the magic circle today."
The old gentleman's words moved Severus greatly, and the accumulated guilt and self-blame in the secret part of his heart were instantly wiped away like spring wind and rain.
Old Mr. Oaks saw that Severus' face completely improved because of his words, and he couldn't help but sighed in his heart: He really loves his wife as much as his life, even if he suffers in the magic circle, he still worries that his lover has some sporadic feelings in his heart. Guilt and self-blame, he insisted on making him feel better, even if it was a white lie.