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    Section 1 The night has quietly receded, the faint morning light shines through the dense canopy of trees, and a light mist fills the air, shrouding everything in mist.  Harry woke up very early. The conversation with Sauron last night made his heart unable to calm down. Sauron's cold words kept echoing in his ears. Harry felt sad and at the same time had some kind of understanding. Perhaps as early as  Before this, I had a vague premonition that this moment was coming, but I just didn't want to believe it.  In fact, when Harry chose to face the dark reality, he was surprised that he could be so indifferent.  Harry put on his clothes and walked out of the tent gently. The moist and cold air in the forest mixed with the smell of plants and earth relieved the tightness in his chest a lot.  Harry looked at the surrounding environment. From his experience, this was a dense forest far away from human habitation. It was remote and dark, and the sounds of unknown animals could be heard from time to time.  About a hundred feet away from their camp, near the lake, a large piece of woodland had been cleared. To Harry's surprise, three pillars with a metallic luster were erected regularly around the woodland.  Due to the darkness last night, Harry didn't notice this. He walked over and observed it carefully.  The surface of the pillar vaguely revealed mysterious lines, sometimes written with some kind of writing. Harry didn't recognize it, but he remembered that it seemed to be some kind of ancient magic script that Hermione had mentioned.  The three pillars were all buried deeply into the earth. At this moment, Harry noticed that there were complex lines drawn on the open space. Some kind of liquid was slowly flowing in the lines, emitting a faint silver light. Harry felt familiar.  , which seemed to be something he had seen before.  "That's unicorn blood." A cold voice came from behind Harry, and Sauron stood behind him at some point.  "What is this?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Some kind of ritual?" "From a certain perspective, it can be said that." Sauron nodded, and he walked to the opposite side of Harry, "This is  It's a complicated magic circle. It took me a lot of effort to build it." "You said I wanted to train," Harry looked around, "Is it inside?" Sauron nodded in agreement, "You said.  Do you think you're ready?" He looked at Harry, "Don't rush to answer. Once you embark on this path, you can't turn back." "I won't give up," Harry said firmly.  However, I will use my own strength to fight against evil and protect the people I cherish." "Okay." Sauron shrugged, "Let's start with the simplest things, such as how to stand up." "  "What do you mean?" Harry was confused, "Am I standing here?" "Harry, why do you think Voldemort can become the Dark Lord and make everyone fear him? Why can't so many Aurors in the Ministry of Magic defeat him?"  "Because there are Death Eaters following them, they are willing to act as his minions and sacrifice their lives for him," Harry said with a frown.  "No, you are wrong, my brother." Sauron waved his finger, "You said you wanted to defeat Voldemort, but you never really understood Voldemort's power." Sauron looked at Harry, his expression became cold.  , "Today, I will let you understand." Black flames rose from Sauron's feet, wandered along the mysterious lines on the ground, and soon ignited the entire magic array. Looking down from the air, the entire magic array was roughly  It is an equilateral triangle with a circle in the middle. Along the axis, a slender line of fire connects Sauron and Harry, like a cold eye, staring at the sky.  But at this moment, Harry in the magic circle no longer has the ability to pay attention to these. At the moment when the black flames ignited, the raging magic fluctuations around Sauron made Harry almost unable to breathe, as if all the power had been withdrawn from his body.  Harry involuntarily knelt on the ground, trying to hold himself up with both hands to prevent himself from completely collapsing.  He raised his head and looked at Sauron in front of him - he stood there, looking down at Harry coldly. On the same face, there were golden pupils like blades in his eyes.  Harry felt a sense of unreality, as if he had been separated from the real world, and the whole world was only left with Sauron and the raging black flames.  "I didn't use any spells on you, Harry." Sauron said indifferently, "I just released my power unabashedly. Compared with me, Voldemort at his peak was only stronger than me." Harry didn't.  As he spoke, he tried to mobilize every ounce of strength in his body and tried to stand up. His muscles trembled and the blood vessels bulged under the skin clearly visible.  "You have to understand, Harry, not everyone has the courage to fight in the face of existences of this level." Sauron's mouth showed a cruel smile, "Some people are destined to live like ants.  "Is this a mockery?" Harry struggled, his eyes showing determination, "Laughing at my overestimation."?Shaked his head, "I just want to tell you that you are still far away." Harry did not reply, trying hard to control the body that no longer seemed to belong to him. The air around him seemed to have become viscous and heavy.  The muscles were screaming, protesting with pain.  "Stand up, stand up like a man." Sauron said, his voice cold and calm, "Prove me your courage." "I can do it, I want to stand up." Harry said over and over again in his heart  Screaming to himself, he gritted his teeth and desperately resisted the pressure coming from Sauron. Harry understood that if he couldn't even stand up, then his so-called protection and so-called justice were just ridiculous.  Extravagant hope.  "Stand up!!" Harry roared violently. For a moment, it seemed as if something was broken deep in his soul. He felt that he could control his body again, and his strength was slowly coming back, the feeling of being stripped away from the world.  The unreal feeling of being open was slowly disappearing, and the pain like tearing muscles in various parts of the body became more severe. The cold and moist air was forcefully sucked into the lungs again, and the heavy breathing sounded like thunder in the ears.  Sauron still didn't move, just looked at Harry calmly. Under his gaze, Harry struggled to stand up and looked into his golden eyes without showing any signs of weakness.  The faint blood oozing out made him look a little ferocious when he resisted.  "I did it," Harry said gruffly, shaking slightly, "What's next." Sauron raised his eyebrows slightly. Harry performed better than he expected. Even many adult wizards may not be able to stand it.  Come down.  "Then, take out your wand." Sauron said, "Next, you need to understand the nature of magical power." "I don't understand." Harry said, trying to calm his breathing, he took out his  Wand, "What should I do." "You can cast a disarming spell on me." Sauron said, "Don't worry, you can't hurt me." "Huh." Harry was noncommittal, and he held the wand and pointed it.  Sauron shouted: "Expelliarmus." To Harry's surprise, nothing happened. When he shouted the spell, he just felt a sense of suffocation for no reason, but he failed to successfully cast the spell as usual.  Harry concentrated his attention and shouted again, "Expelliarmus." This time, the tip of his wand only flashed slightly, and still failed to cast a spell. At the same time, the feeling of suffocation became more intense, making his  My head feels a little tingling.  "It's useless. It's impossible to succeed in chanting a spell as you take it for granted." Sauron said slowly, "Did you see those black flames? That's my original fire. Simply put, with the help of this magic circle,  With the increase, I have confused the rules of this space. Unless you can sense the source of magical power, it is impossible to cast magic. " "What should I do?" Harry asked.  "The easiest way," Sauron said, "continue to release magic, constantly touch your own limits, and gain insights in the process. Now, let's get started." Harry did not hesitate, and he began to try to cast spells again and again.  , but the situation did not improve, and none of them succeeded. On the contrary, Harry felt that his energy was passing away rapidly, and the tingling sensation in his head was intensifying. Harry understood that this was a manifestation of mental overdraft.  "Why did you stop?" Sauron asked, "You were wasting your time." "I need to rest." Harry took a breath and said, "I'm mentally exhausted. Continuing to release the spell may cause backlash." "Oh.  ," Soran said nonchalantly, "Harry, I always start and finish my work. Since you promised to let me train you, I will do it to the end. If you can't meet my expectations, I won't let you go.  ." Sauron smacked his lips, waved his hand gently, and a cluster of black fire floated over and transformed into various shapes.  "I told you that this flame is my origin. I use my origin power to drive the entire magic circle. The origin fire is very powerful, but it is also dangerous. When I use it beyond my limit, the flame will burn.  My life and soul." Harry looked at Sauron in surprise, not knowing what to say.  "So, if you really can't succeed and keep putting it off -" Sauron sneered, his tone calm as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "Then, I will be dead."
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