Jerry's Wailing

Amidst mountains of gold and seas of silver, Riddle's black hair flew in the wind.

His body was enveloped in snow-white wings, which transformed into a faint white glow.

A pale magical glow continuously appeared on his body, the black in the whites of his eyes shrank back into his pupils, and the illusory dragon horns disappeared from his brow bone.

Riddle looked at his long, slender fingers, unable to imagine the power he now possessed.

His current magical nature reminded him of the Unicorn, a creature known as a holy being.

He had a feeling that his blood was now filled with pure life force, but also with a curse that entangled his soul.

The completeness of his soul made him burst into laughter.

He only regained his composure after the pale glow disappeared.

He picked up the Golden Cup, flicked his long robe, and with an undisguised crackling sound, disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Ryan was having a headache.

Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo!

Jerry the black cat opened his blood-red mouth and howled loudly.

What's worse, it was clinging tightly to Ryan's hand with its tail, as if it would keep doing this unless Ryan comforted it.

"O(∩_∩)O Haha~"

"You little rascal, I told you you messed up."

"You insisted on leaving that Horcrux to that Riddle." Kate laughed so hard she almost shook her head on the sofa.

"Yes, Jerry is still a little girl!"

"He really needs to replenish his nutrition." Peneno stroked Jerry's double chin with concern, muttering, "Poor thing, poor thing."

"I'm doing this for Jerry's own good."

Don't you think she looks even cuter now?

"Besides, I think Jerry's vessel is enough to handle two Horcrux."

"If there are too many, even though my creation can hold a hundred of Voldemort's Horcrux."

"But while this gives her more power, it also affects her personality; simply put, she won't be as cute as she used to be." Ryan said, picking up Jerry and burying his head in her body, taking a deep breath.

"All right."

"But why does that Riddle give me the feeling of a Unicorn?" Penelope suddenly thought after glancing regretfully at Jerry.

Her eyes were now the same silvery-white as Ryan's.

It's clear that she's using the perspective of the link, Ryan.

With the help of Ryan's magical vision, Riddle's first impression upon seeing the Horcrux was of a Unicorn posing and preening.

Coincidentally, Penelope doesn't really like Unicorn.

She thought the Unicorn was too flashy and that its personality wasn't as good as others imagined.

Moreover, he was very lecherous and only wanted to be near young girls who had not yet fully grown up.

In her third year, Penelope, who was ostracized by the Unicorn because of her well-developed physique, thought to herself as she saw the Unicorn getting close to Kate.

"Unicorn were born from similar rituals."

"The Catholicism believes that all people have original sin, and even the foolish sorcerers who believe in God have begun to take various measures to strip away their negative emotions—that is, what they see as original sin."

"And the Unicorn was born from this idea—pure, sacred, and without a trace of filth." Ryan curled his lip.

"But isn't the history of Unicorn much longer than that of Catholicism?" Kate looked at Ryan with a puzzled expression.

"So what I'm saying is that it originated from a similar ritual."

"Going to extremes is never advisable, as the most vicious curses are often born from excessive sacred magic."

"That's the Unicorn Blood."

"The pure blood contains the most vicious, soul-deep curse," Ryan sighed.

He sighed not because of the Unicorn.

It was because of Harry's choice in Mission 2.

He actually chose to accept it instead of rejecting it.

Ryan wanted to see what terrible consequences the magic of love could produce under extreme circumstances.

And what path will Harry, who has borne this terrible consequence, take?

But to Ryan's disappointment, Harry actually—

"Sigh!" Ryan sighed again.

"Archie!" Harry sneezed from thousands of miles away.

"Oh no!" Harry looked at the pudding in his hand.

Because of his sneeze, his wand trembled slightly, accidentally splitting the pudding in two.

You should know that it took him a lot of effort to completely carve Ginny's name onto the pudding.

Yes, he didn't choose to inscribe anything on the pudding.

Instead, they chose to keep engraving Ginny's name, repeating it over and over again.

"Zhiya!" came the sound of the door opening.

"Reparo!" Harry quickly stepped in front of Pudding, and with a gentle tap of his wand, Pudding returned to normal.

"Oh, I thought you went to play in the Mirror World behind my back again."

"But this is even worse—you're not including me in the meal." Ron casually picked up the pudding from the plate and gulped it down.

"Wait, the plate! Pudding!"

"They can all serve as mirrors!" Ron's intelligence returned to its former glory after swallowing the pudding.

"Keep your voice down!"

"I've been here all along."

"And didn't I already say that last time I was captured by a Horcrux Mirror Beasts?" Harry quickly stood up and covered Ron's mouth.

"The adults all think you are a good child."

"I don't lie."

"But don't think you can fool me." Ron broke free from Harry's restraints and wiped his mouth in annoyance.

"Conditions?" Harry rolled his eyes.

Ron clearly had a reason for not shouting immediately.

"Excellent, excellent!"

"He truly is my good brother, Ron!"

"That's the right approach!"

"Our friendship is like that of Niffler and a coin," Ron said proudly, raising his head without getting to the point for a long time.

Harry couldn't help but give him a push.

Hey! What are you doing—

"I almost forgot."

"Hmm! Harry, as long as you promise to take me to the Mirror World, everything is fine."

Ron grinned slyly. He placed his left hand on Harry's shoulder, gave a thumbs-up with his right hand, and pointed towards the door behind him.

"Then you can go ahead and say so."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"I'd like to see if Mrs. Weasley and the others believe you or me." Harry's face turned cold.

Ron is really unreliable. The Mirror World is extremely sensitive to the creatures of the real world.

If he hadn't merged with his counterpart in the Mirror World, he wouldn't have planned to enter the Mirror World again.

If Ron enters the Mirror World, except for his evil side...

Other Mirror Beasts will emerge from various reflective surfaces and launch a surprise attack on him.

The reason Harry was initially unharmed was because his evil side was too strong.

His aura, which allowed him to summon the Nether Dragon, was remembered by almost all the Mirror Beasts.

As a result, he was also kept at a distance by the Mirror Beasts.

Harry rubbed his forehead in exasperation and told Ron about his concerns.

"You were lying after all."

"Didn't you say that the Mirror Beasts remember your information and dare not approach you?"

"And your story from before?" Ron said smugly, lifting his chin as he laughed.

"That's Horcrux!"

"How could a part of Voldemort be afraid of me?" Harry retorted irritably.

However, he added in his mind, "Also because it's Resurrection Stone."