"From this future?"
Sensing The Master's thoughts, Herpo's eyes widened. His voice trembled as he asked, "My Master... are you saying that Guardian... he..."
He swallowed hard, struggling to calm himself before finally voicing the doubt in his heart. "He reached that era?"
"I really don't like this. Having all my thoughts exposed is simply too foolish!"
Herpo could sense The Master's obvious displeasure from his thoughts.
"My body..." The Master raised his head and looked at the moon hanging high in the night sky. "It will probably take some time to return. Since that is the case, I need a substitute."
Sensing The Master's thoughts, Herpo immediately promised, "My Master, please allow The Shepherd to serve as your substitute!"
The next moment, he once again felt The Master's undisguised scrutiny. "That is indeed a good choice."
"I once guided you... and made you a promise... What do you wish to accomplish?"
Herpo shuddered all over and abruptly raised his head.
His lips trembled, his eye sockets burned, and his voice overflowed with hatred. "Kill Voldemort! My Master, kill him! Make him pay the price!"
"Voldemort? And that place..." The Master seemed to be examining somewhere. "He is there..."
"The place that Vizet Lovegood calls 'Hogwarts.' Let us begin there!"
His gaze fell back onto Herpo. "I will use your body to accomplish this."
"You prom—" Herpo's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could say anything else, he felt that figure step forward, while his own soul took a step back and was forced out of his body!
An immensely powerful pull appeared. Before he could react, it dragged him away, spun him around, and robbed him of consciousness...
This was an outcome he had never anticipated. He had thought this was the beginning of a new world, only to discover