Chapter 117 Chapter 116: Battle with the Dark Lord! Don’t choose a way out!
Deep in the dark and depressing underground passage.
The pure white fluorescence that originally illuminated the passage turned into a permeating green almost instantly. It was the Unforgivable Curse that Ian released nervously because he was frightened.
No way.
Who made him recognize the face on the head of the deformed creature immediately?
Noseless Tom!
As the saying goes, whoever hesitates when they meet on a narrow road loses. Ian doesn't want to give the other party a chance to take action. After all, noseless Tom is the real Dark Lord.
Even if it is just a lingering soul, he is still an evil villain who cannot be underestimated. Who knows if this guy can still cast any insidious and terrifying curses or magic in his soul state.
This is also the first time that Ian has faced an awakened Voldemort in the human world.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Along with Ian's decisive incantation.
The green light drew a perfect arc in the air, like Death's scythe, carrying an irresistible aura of death, pointing directly at the deformed monster and the remnant soul of Voldemort above its head.
Voldemort, who was planning to possess the young wizard and sneak into Hogwarts to find out how many Horcruxes he had found, was completely confused when faced with the familiar green light. .
A life-killing curse!
How many years have you been dead?
When did Hogwarts become so avant-garde?
You actually saw your specialty in a junior student who looked half-sized? This is probably not a dwarf disguised as a little wizard or an old man with dwarf blood!
“Hiss~”
Voldemort’s remnant soul didn’t think about taking precautions at all. After all, he felt that he was facing a little wizard who could only play the floating spell, which meant that he had no chance at all. Use any means of response.
The creature he was attached to was also unable to escape in the underground passage. The deformed monster seemed to realize the impending destruction at the moment when the green light approached. Its huge body began to tremble violently, and those deformed limbs He waved helplessly, trying to block the fierce magic beam coming towards him.
However.
The curse representing death will not stop because of this. Everything is doomed. Even if the green light only hits its limbs, the deadly "spider web" will still spread in an instant. to its entire body.
It penetrates into the soul like a maggot attached to the bone.
This may also be a relief for this creature. After all, the experience of being attached to the body by Voldemort's remnant soul is definitely more uncomfortable than that of a terminal cancer patient. Its body has been twisted and deformed, and its skin is covered with strange lines and swellings, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
“Bang~”
The tyranny and invincibility of the Unforgivable Curse were revealed at this moment. The huge deformed creature may have high magic resistance, but it still didn't even have time to let out a desperate cry.
With a dull sound, the deformed creature fell to the ground, and a large pool of stinking water splashed on the ground. Ian used the umbrella in his other hand as a shield to block it in time. .
"Huu~"
As the green "cobweb" enveloped the soul deeper in the body, a large black mist evaporated from the corpse, and Voldemort's remnant soul obviously also He used the soul of the creature possessed by him as a shield.
Black fog billows.
The black mist rolled and swirled, like an endless ocean of darkness, oppressive and full of terror, with an indescribable weirdness and evil.
"Impossible! Death Curse!! You are not a student of Hogwarts!!!"
Voldemort's remnant soul is hidden inside.
He had no idea or plan to attack Ian. After breaking away from his body, he immediately flew out. Very decisive, which probably stems from the Dark Lord's caution and keen intuition about magic - Voldemort's remnant soul discovered that the death curse that killed his "temporary body" did not disappear after the death of the creature.
“How could this happen!”
Feeling that the cobwebs above seemed to be gathered together again, ready to attack, Voldemort's remnant soul had already realized that he had encountered a real ghost in this dark place today!
“What did you do to the Death Curse!”
It turns out that Voldemort’s remnant soul did not feel the mistake. His soul had just escaped as if fleeing for its life. The green color on the body of the deformed creature The cobwebs have already gathered and shot up.
It only takes two seconds before and after.
“Boom!”
Seeing the penetrating green light attacking him again, Voldemort's remnant soul did not dare to be careless and directly controlled the billowing black mist around him to overturn the wall of the underground passage.
The life-threatening green light was blocked by the broken wall, and a spiderweb-like picture appeared on the wall again, but this time it did not regroup but gradually disappeared.
"It's okay, it's okay...Fortunately, my Avatar Lightning Chain has just been researched into its initial stage." It was not only the remnant soul of Voldemort that was running away crazily, but also the remnants of Voldemort who were following him closely. Ian is chasing after him. Through the simple confrontation just now, the young wizard had become acutely aware that Voldemort's remnant soul might not have much ability left.
Otherwise.
It wouldn’t be so embarrassing to hide from a life-killing curse. I'm afraid that in this state of lingering remnant soul, Voldemort's soul can only use some methods that don't require magic at most?
This was the speculation that came to Ian's mind.
This could not help but stimulate his desire for magic.
Having already missed two opportunities to increase the upper limit of magic power, he had to seize this opportunity to use the extraordinary characteristics of [Soul Furnace] no matter what.
What does it mean to be handed a pillow when you feel sleepy? This calls for Voldemort to come to your door and give you warmth! It's worth taking some risks to face the most terrifying dark wizard in modern times for the problem of insufficient magic power that has been bothering him recently!
"Don't run away! Tom! We are good brothers who grew up in the same yard! We can sit down and talk about anything!" Ian wanted to trap Voldemort who was getting farther and farther away from him. Set is close.
There was nothing he could do, two legs were still inferior to flying in the sky. Seeing that Voldemort's remnant soul didn't care about his hometown at all, he could only change himself into a flying broomstick. Such magic props do not require much magic power to maintain, and can even be fine-tuned based on Ian's magic investment and knowledge of flying props.
It is indeed a coincidence.
Ian studied flying cloaks and really knew a lot about flying props, so Ian rode a flying broom that was faster than the rocket crossbow that had not yet been born.
He also thoughtfully made a heated cushion for himself. If the design of the flying cloak had not been completed, Ian would not have chosen to transform himself into such an inflexible flying prop.
He "dissected" the structure of the brooms in the school, and was able to temporarily use the transformation technique to achieve such a transformation effect. Of course, this is also a magical transformation that other wizards cannot achieve.
"Damn it! What happened to you little wizard!?" Voldemort's remnant soul just looked back when he was running away, and found that the guy disguised as a dwarf behind him actually changed into a magic item, and the broom flew at the speed of It even directly refreshed his knowledge and understanding of flying broomsticks.
This is so unmagical!
Sure enough, I was unlucky enough to bump into something!
Evil! Big evil!
"Heart-breaking!" Ian has done experiments on Peeves. His magic can be applied to the soul. Naturally, Voldemort's remnant soul cannot escape the category of the soul. Another cursed light shot out from his wand, just to intercept the remnant soul of Voldemort that was flying very fast.
The magic flew very fast, but it failed to hit the remnant soul of Voldemort, who had been on guard for a long time. The senior student with profound knowledge in black magic slipped and escaped Ian's attack.
Of course.
It’s not that relaxed and happy either.
“You are definitely not a student!”
Voldemort’s remnant soul could not accept that he was being chased by a young wizard.
He was extremely sad and angry in his heart, but he was unable to use magic to fight back in the state of his remnant soul, so he could only continue to run away like a bereaved dog.
The feeling of being chased by the Unforgivable Curse was so strange. Fortunately, the other party did not continue to release that weird life-killing curse. This was the only blessing in the heart of Voldemort's remnant soul.
"Stop! I'll show you my student ID! Really...believe me!" Ian was also trying to intercept the opponent by destroying the terrain, but Voldemort's remnant soul was able to slip through the gaps in the collapsed stone walls. In the past, this not only failed to stop Voldemort's remnant soul, but also made his flying pursuit more difficult.
Clattering stone bricks were falling from above, as well as many broken pipes and foul-smelling excrement. Voldemort's remnant soul could not leave any substance behind, but it could still be stained with the smell of excrement.
“Don’t come here! Get away!”
Seeing that the exit of the passage was right in front of him, Voldemort's remnant soul almost used the fastest flying speed in his life, plunged in and rushed into the Forbidden Forest from the hidden valley in the Forbidden Forest.
He seemed to have a lot of experience in escaping. When he ran out of the cave, he waved the black mist around him. The large and small rocks scattered in the forest seemed to be pulled into the air by invisible forces.
"Rumble~"
A more violent sound appeared. It was the remnant soul of Voldemort using black mist to wrap the stones and miscellaneous trees in the Forbidden Forest, blocking the place that was close to him. A strange passageway full of danger.
The Forbidden Forest outside the valley.
It had just experienced a heavy rain, and it was like a new life under the clear sky after the rain. Water droplets fell gently from the grass tips and leaves, making a thin and sweet sound.
Voldemort did not dare to weaken his soul in the sun, so he could only escape by winding along the shade of the trees. He did not feel that the obstacles he created could completely stop the pursuers behind him.
This is indeed the case.
“Cunning Tom!”
Ian flicked his wand, and countless gravel and various miscellaneous trees exploded. He rushed out of the diffuse dust mist and rode on The "homemade" flying broom went straight in the direction where Voldemort's remnant soul was escaping.
The burst pipe did not stain his body with any excrement. Ian was a little regretful that Rolanda Hooch was not here, otherwise he felt that his performance would definitely allow Mrs. Hooch to give him extra points.
"My good brother! I should have to call you that...meeting is the continuation of fate. How can I make you chat with me calmly?"
"Does it require...the soul to leave the body?" The wand in Ian's hand shook one after another.
Several soul-stealing curses surged out one after another, scattering like missiles under the control of his will, trying to intercept the path that Voldemort's remnant soul must take when escaping.
Feeling the surging magic of the little wizard behind him, and the attacks that were more ruthless than his at every turn, Voldemort's remnant soul already felt his scalp numb and his heart trembling.
"This must be Dumbledore's trap!" Voldemort's remnant soul roared angrily, his face looming and distorted in the billowing black mist.
With horror.
He did not believe that the little wizard at Hogwarts had evolved into such a terrifying situation. The only reasonable explanation was that he had once again fallen into the trap set by Dumbledore.
"Who are you!"
The remnant soul of Voldemort has determined that Ian must be some old guy who drank Polyjuice Potion. Facing the attack of magic, he can only It is to use other beings around you to defend yourself.
The air after the rain is filled with the fresh smell of soil and grass, which is the unique fragrance of the earth after the rain. Occasionally, one or two wet little animals poked their heads out from the grass, curiously looking at the world washed by the rain. This should have been a scene full of life.
However, the remnant spirit of Voldemort moving in the shadow of the big tree destroyed everything. The rushing Voldemort picked up these small animals and used them as a shield to intercept Ian's magic.
The poor Bowtruckle, Rainbow Deer, and even a troll that had just emerged from the cave were all directly struck by the Imperius Curse and stood at attention and saluted.
Of course, compared to the vegetation where Voldemort's remnant soul flew past, these magical animals were at least lucky enough to survive, and did not suffer the same death as those withered plants.
It’s not that the remnant soul of Voldemort is sucking the vitality of plants all the way. He doesn’t have that powerful magic power now. It’s just that the aura of black magic in his soul is too strong, and the billowing black mist is full of corrosiveness. , any plants and animals contaminated with these black mist will be corroded by it.
"I can share forbidden knowledge with you, and share the secret of eternal life! Everything can be ours! Your strength is worthy of this honor and future!" Voldemort's remnant soul is also an old silver coin, and when he speaks to confuse people, Not forgetting to use his own black mist to attack Ian.
The black mist was like the exhaust of Voldemort's flight, turning into dark tentacles behind him, dancing ferociously towards Ian who was riding a flying broom.
"I am your fellow countryman! I just want to light a fire with you and catch up on old times!" Ian said the truth, he lit a strong fire and burned the inexplicable sanity. Black mist tentacles.
When the remnant soul of Voldemort saw the blue color emerging from behind him, he was even more frightened than when he saw the Death Curse. The speed of his frantic escape increased again due to his strong desire to survive.
But Ian's speed is fast enough, and the distance between one person and one soul is getting closer. As the chase deepened, the creatures in the Forbidden Forest were also disturbed by the sudden turmoil.
Birds flew from the treetops, flapping their wings in the moist air, and making bursts of frightened chirps; groups of small animals ran around in the forest trying to escape the path of the black mist.
"I feel the dark soul approaching..." There was a hunting centaur cutting up his prey, but his reaction was a moment slower when Voldemort's remnant soul penetrated his body directly.
The originally healthy complexion turned into a corrupt color in an instant. The centaur fell to the ground, and his tribesmen roared in shock and anger, actually trying to vent their anger on Ian who was behind.
"Kill these damn humans! They killed our people!" Several centaurs opened their bows and arrows, aimed at Ian and fired a volley.
It is obvious that he is here to take his life.
"What a shame! Beasts!" Howling flames emerged from Ian's wand, and the flames of the Flame Journey roared and engulfed everything, destroying the obstacles in front of Ian along with the flying arrows. He did not choose to kill the group of centaurs, but let the fire withdraw the magic power supply when it approached the centaurs.
The flames that were raging like waves in the jungle immediately dissipated, but the remaining heat wave still made the centaurs scream sharply as if they were frightened.
“He attacked us!”
“This damn human cub wizard!”
“How dare he! How dare he!”
Not only did these centaurs have no fear for the rest of their lives, but they even cursed more crazily - it was clear that the person who killed these guys and their kind was the escaped Voldemort.
"I regret sparing you." Ian was not used to these beasts. When the centaurs were still in shock, he directly used the transformation spell to connect their bodies together.
This kind of magic can be successful thanks to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who shared the body structure of centaurs. Thus, a new species may have been born.
Twisted and scary.
Like piles of flesh and blood monsters put together. Due to Ian's lack of skill, these centaurs have completely lost their intelligence.
Their thoughts are mixed together and confusing.
“VeraVerto!”
Ian did not continue to care about the double-standard and blind beast. He only saw Voldemort in front of him. If he let the other party escape, he would lose his magic power. opportunity.
As the young wizard performed the transformation technique, the remnant soul of Voldemort only felt that the black mist around him was being affected, as if it was turning into sharp teeth to hurt his soul.
“What kind of magic is this!?”
Voldemort's remnant soul was touched by the blind spot of knowledge. It could only abandon the black mist affected by Ian's magic and detonate them when they were taken away from control.
“Didn’t your teacher teach you the art of transformation when you were in school?” Ian was chasing madly, and this chase turned the entire Forbidden Forest into chaos.
"By the way, there is also the Flying Curse...Tom Riddle is flying here!"
Ian thought about the knowledge points that his dean once said. Since the Flying Curse is coming, It can indeed be applied to living creatures, and naturally it should also have an effect on the soul.
As expected.
Voldemort's remnant soul immediately felt a pulling force backwards, and his speed dropped sharply.
He ran.
He chased.
He is probably too young to fly.
“Don’t force me!”
Voldemort's remnant soul let out an incomprehensible roar of terror. Looking back at the little wizard who was getting closer and closer, he was aroused by the eager expression on the little wizard's face.
How many years have passed.
Countless wizards dare not mention his name, and many people live in fear of him. He has only suffered such humiliation from Dumbledore since he was a child.
No!
No humiliation from Dumbledore was this great!
"Go to hell! Get sucked into hell!"
The more Voldemort thought about it, the angrier he became, until he was completely furious. Then, the black mist on his body began to change, as if he was about to pay the price for the guy who was chasing him!
Just like an angry dog can bite, the anxious Dark Lord also showed his power - he is indeed different from most souls, standing between life and death. Some subtle form in the world allows him to do things like magic that other souls cannot do.
However, this is probably a kind of desperate attempt. Magic will consume his little vitality, but the humiliation has already made Voldemort's remaining soul red-eyed.
“The soul of the night calls for death!”
I saw.
The black mist surrounding Voldemort's remnant soul that he had accumulated over many years began to separate crazily, revealing an unspeakable evil and terror. The sunlight seemed to be completely blocked at this moment, and the surging power boiled like ink in the mid-air.
Black fog billows.
Like a storm.
The light dimmed in an instant.
Every wisp of black mist is twisting crazily, like countless dark pythons intertwining and entwining. Immediately afterwards, the black mist suddenly exploded, turning into countless dead souls as black as ink. The figures of countless dead souls seemed to emerge from the black mist, and one ferocious face after another was roaring and roaring.
They may maintain the appearance of humans in life, with distorted faces, empty eyes, and invisible chains wrapped around their bodies, exuding a suffocating aura of despair. Some of them transformed into various ferocious beasts, with ferocious shapes, sharp claws, sticky saliva dripping from their mouths, and eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty cold light.
The sound is like coming from hell, echoing in every corner of the Forbidden Forest, making the listener feel fear and tremble in his soul. Even magical animals that are far away are crawling on the ground and trembling.
Countless dead souls pressed towards Ian like an overwhelming force. The momentum of thousands of troops was extremely turbulent and terrifying. They stretched out their arms covered with abscesses as if they wanted to swallow Ian into the black mist.
“I knew you had a trump card!”
Ian's expression remained unchanged, and he raised the wand in his hand high. Then, in the surging output of magic power, the terrifying fierce fire began to grow crazily, turning from a small wisp of flame into a sea of fire in the blink of an eye.
As the fierce fire spread, the entire Forbidden Forest seemed to be lit up. The trees, rocks, and streams that were originally hidden in the darkness were revealed by the flames.
"Boom!"
This is the collision between Li Huo and the black mist undead.
As the flames intertwined with the black mist, the surrounding trees began to burn, and the firelight reflected their twisted figures, as if they were struggling in pain. The huge tree trunk crackled in the flames, and its branches and leaves quickly turned to ashes and drifted away in the wind. Black smoke and flames combined to create an apocalyptic scene.
Vast tracts of forest are turning into nothingness.
Countless creatures were reduced to ashes in the Wuwu disaster.
The figure of the thin little wizard was constantly bright and dark in the firelight and black mist, like a shaky boat in the waves, but it stood firm and could not be overturned.
"Since you are seeking death! Then I will help you!"
In the midst of the approaching black mist.
There's even a hint of Voldemort's noseless face. He controlled countless undead souls wrapped in black mist to completely engulf Ian's fierce fire, and his vicious roar resounded in all directions.
“Noisy.”
The little wizard just whispered softly.
The wand in his hand is still outputting a steady stream of magic power.
“I have always thought that you are far ahead of me in the path of magic. However, you only show such strength even when you are provoked?”
"This really makes me...a little disappointed." Ian's eyes were as calm as a waveless lake.
He shook the wand in his hand again.
The next moment.
The blue flames began to rage extremely wildly, suddenly growing in size and swallowing up all the surrounding black mist. Countless undead souls were wailing and being swallowed up one after another in the fierce fire. Their bodies shrank rapidly in the flames, and eventually turned into nourishment for the powerful fire, and the blue flames continued to grow like wild growth.
"Your magic! How could it be! How could it be..." Voldemort's face in the black mist became horrified again, and he felt the incredible surging magic power.
“Who are you!”
When he asked in confusion.
"Roar!"
A blue claw suddenly touched his face, tearing apart Voldemort's ugly face and tearing apart the boundless darkness brought by the black mist, revealing the outside Occluded sky.
"I'm just a junior who wants you to be nourishment and help me practice." The sun shone on the barren land, and some golden light shone on the little wizard's face.
The flames burned away the black mist.
Also completely dispelled the darkness.
But it did not stop, because there was no remnant soul of Voldemort attached to the black mist, but only some will of Voldemort's remnant soul. The surging fire turned into ferocious giant beasts and began to search in the Forbidden Forest. .
Voldemort's remnant soul escaped really fast.
He had obviously made two preparations, either using his magic to kill the wizard chasing him, or using his magic to buy some precious time for his escape.
Feeling that magic was being annihilated, Voldemort's remnant soul fled like crazy. He seemed to have realized something and was filled with fear and horror.
"It's Dumbledore! It's that insidious hypocrite!"
"It must be him! He must have taken Polyjuice Potion to deliberately seduce me!"
Obviously.
Voldemort's remnant soul misunderstood some things, which made his inner panic become more and more intense, and he used all his strength to run away in the direction of his only chance of survival.
More than ten kilometers away.
"Master, master has lost contact again..." Quirrell finally did some cover-up work and sneaked into the Forbidden Forest, hoping to meet the Dark Lord who had regained contact with him.
Since he only received notifications and orders to come to the Forbidden Forest and no other information, he could only search for possessed creatures in caves based on his guess about the Dark Lord's condition. As he was holding his wand and cautiously exploring a cave, Quirrell didn't notice a black shadow rushing behind him.
"My servant! My servant!"
The remnant spirit of Voldemort, who had aroused Dumbledore's phobia, was worried that "Dumbledore" might find him behind him at any time, and rushed towards Quirrell without any hesitation.
He just wants to hide in the body of a creature, so that he can temporarily avoid the fate of being discovered. Because of this, Voldemort, who didn't care so much, plunged into Quirrell's body, whose back was turned to him.
“Ah!”
Quillo let out a panicked scream after being attacked.
"Shut up! Idiot! It's me!"
Voldemort's voice sounded in Quirrell's mind, which made the somewhat panicked Quirrell feel a little more at ease. He felt Voldemort's soul entering his body.
"Run!"
Voldemort reminded him and wanted to rush to the back of Quirrell's head.
However.
The burden of the magic he had cast before was too great, and his now exhausted soul simply did not have that kind of energy left. The noseless face could only gradually appear where he had penetrated.
On Quirrell's ass.
Quillo's face turned red when he felt something strange in his butt. He wanted to cover it but was afraid that his actions would offend Voldemort, which would offend Voldemort and subject him to severe punishment.
"Master...how are you..."
Qi Luo hesitated and wanted to tactfully ask Voldemort to move to his place of residence, but the extremely weak and frightened Voldemort did not. Let him finish.
“I want you to run!”
Voldemort was practically roaring.
“Huh?”
Qi Luo is still a little confused. Although there are indeed many dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest, even for him, as long as he is careful, there should be no danger. right.
"Idiot! Get out of the cave! Look at the sky!" Voldemort's voice sounded in Quirrell's mind. Well, luckily it didn't come from his butt.
"Okay, okay...Master." Quirrell hurriedly withdrew from the cave, which was not too deep. However, as soon as he stepped out, the next moment he felt the desire to climb back in immediately. idea.
"Hiss! This...this..."
Qi Luo gasped, his legs went weak, and he fell to the ground. He really didn't disrespect Voldemort, but he was really frightened by the changes outside.
See.
Above the Forbidden Forest where the sky should have been clear.
At this time, there are actually countless dragons flying with flames gathered together! They are angry and ferocious, roaring continuously, and the beasts transformed into fierce fire cover the sky and seem to swallow everything!
How terrible!
"Damn bastard! Stand up!"
Voldemort, who was pressed to the ground, felt new humiliation. However, seeing a giant dragon transformed from fierce fire roaring past the entrance of the cave where Quirrell was, he seemed to realize something, and immediately spoke again to stop apologizing, and hurriedly planned to get up. of Quirrell.
"Just sit like this! Sit! Hurry back into the hole!!"
Between dignity and survival.
The Dark Lord obviously also has a choice.
He chose to endure the humiliation and bear the burden.
The hatred for Dumbledore in his heart grew stronger.
……
In front of the cabin outside the Forbidden Forest.
"I didn't expect Dumbledore to ask you to assist me. To be honest, Snape, I don't trust you. In my opinion, you are just a complete dark wizard." Hagrid said with a look of disgust and tightened his grip. With the giant crossbow in his hand, he looked back at Yaya who was barking at the big black bat in front of him.
"Two unicorns disappeared one after another. Who do you think would be the guy who dared to attack the unicorns? To be honest, I would be happy to see you die in the Forbidden Forest, but obviously Deng Blido doesn't think it's time for you to die yet." Snape sneered at the half-blood giant in front of him.
He just glared at the timid "evil dog", and the next moment the strong Yaya lost his voice. Even if he was hiding behind Hagrid, he didn't seem to dare to be brave again.
"I can find out the situation myself! I don't need you!" Hagrid was aroused by Snape's ridicule, "Don't let me know who stole the unicorn! That guy must He also stole things from my house! I definitely can’t spare this hateful guy. After catching him, I’ll have to starve him for three days and three nights!”
Obviously.
Hagrid also noticed the theft in his house and connected it with the disappearance of the unicorn. He muttered and cursed and walked straight to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.
Since his back was turned to Snape, Hagrid did not see that Snape's eyes were a little evasive and his expression was a little guilty - he also realized that he might have been too harsh in his latest replenishment.
Normally, Hagrid would definitely not notice.
"Whether it's poachers or something else, a giant like you without a wand can't handle it. You may not realize what a terrible crisis lies behind such a thing." Snee Pu hurriedly followed. Of course he would not let Hagrid die, not just because of Dumbledore's instructions.
I am also considering my future purchase channels.
"I'm not afraid of anything! I have Fang!" Hagrid pulled hard on Fang who was unwilling to enter the Forbidden Forest. When he saw Snape coming over, he also pulled his coat guiltily.
He hid all the red umbrellas in his coat.
"Stupid big man, do you think you are more powerful than Dumbledore? This is a problem that gives him a headache." Snape took out his wand and started to prepare for warning.
"Dumbledore is omnipotent! I will tell him that you are slandering him." Hagrid wanted to give Snape eye drops. His attitude towards Snape was different from his treatment of other people. People are completely different. This is probably due to the influence of the Potter group, and it is also related to the fact that Snape is indeed a Death Eater.
“If you think this can threaten me, I suggest you find a troll to change your brain, which may also help improve your IQ that you have never had before.”< br>
Snape's attitude towards Hagrid was also the same. In his opinion, the guys who could hang out with Potter's group were just sanctimonious hypocrites.
The two people continued to go deep into the forbidden forest.
Soon, they both discovered something was wrong.
"What does this smell like? A burning smell. Is there a fire somewhere in the Forbidden Forest? I bet! It must be those centaurs trying to learn cooking!"
海Ge quickly ran towards the source of the smell.
"Aren't you afraid that this is a trap and you are rushing to die?" Snape realized that the silence around him was too strange, completely different from the usual noisy sounds in the Forbidden Forest. After walking for so long, I didn't even encounter a magical animal. This was inconsistent with the ecological environment of the Forbidden Forest.
Either all the animals escaped from here for some reason, or... Snape had not yet analyzed and figured out a reasonable explanation in his mind.
"Big dragon! Big dragon!"
Suddenly.
Hagrid in front exclaimed in disbelief.
"Your mind is indeed more puzzling than a giant monster. I really hope you can stop your imagination. There are no giant dragons in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts."
"Even if it is. Proteosaurs, they are just..." Snape's snorting voice suddenly stopped because he saw a fire dragon with fluttering wings flying past Hagrid.
The literal meaning of a fire dragon.
Seeing that Hagrid seemed to want to reach out and touch the terrifying fire dragon.
"Idiot! This is Li Huo! Haven't you seen it?" Snape's expression changed dramatically, he raised his wand and cast a spell, pulling Hagrid not far away directly to him.
Magic is rude.
Mostly on purpose.
Hagrid almost broke several small trees before falling in front of Snape. This was obviously seriously inconsistent with Snape's magic level. He must have brought some of his own when rescuing people. Selfishness.
"I...of course I know it's Li Huo..." Hagrid climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His face was covered with scratches from branches. His mouth was stern and his expression was filled with fear. .
"Thank you for your help, Professor Snape..." Of course, hard words are hard words, and Hagrid still knew who saved him. He was really a little too reckless just now.
"Ha."
Snape snorted coldly in response. He looked up at the sky with a serious and shocked expression. He saw more than a dozen giant dragons who had searched in the jungle to no avail rising to the forbidden area. Over the forest.
"Dark wizards! There are actually dark wizards hiding here! What do they want to do!?" Hagrid also raised his head and saw the dragons that seemed to be well controlled and did not ignite the surrounding woods rising higher and higher. As he climbed higher, his expression was one of extreme anger and disbelief.
"Aren't these dark wizards afraid of Dumbledore if they are so unscrupulous?" Obviously, Hagrid regarded Li Huo as the magic of the dark wizards who came to the Forbidden Forest to engage in poaching.
"I think there is only one dark wizard..."
Snape had already taken out his telescope.
He had just spotted a person riding on the head of one of the blue fire dragons. Now he raised his telescope and looked over, and he immediately saw clearly the figure in the fierce fire.
The next moment.
The expression on the head of Hogwarts Slytherin House became wonderful. It was clear from the sky that Snape had actually made plans to see Voldemort.
However.
"Damn brat! He...how dare he!!!" Snape exclaimed in confusion, making Hagrid look even more horrified than when he saw Voldemort.
He and Hagrid were not the only ones to witness the rising fire dragon.
Far away.
In the Hogwarts castle, many people also discovered the abnormality in the direction of the Forbidden Forest at this moment. A group of students who were taking flying lessons were all attracted by the fierce fire dragon rising into the sky. They are even larger than normal dragons and there are so many of them. Now is the time when the little wizards are active in broad daylight. It is difficult not to see them.
Even the little wizard who was taking classes in the castle was disturbed by Jingjing.
"That's a giant dragon?"
In the Transfiguration class.
A little wizard exclaimed.
"There are no dragons at Hogwarts, Miss Greengrass. I hope you can concentrate on class and stop making such jokes." Professor McGonagall was originally instructing the young wizards on the art of transformation.
Suddenly.
She found a lot of little wizards gathered in front of the window.
"What do you want to do?" Professor McGonagall frowned and wanted to reprimand everyone. However, her serious face became glazed over when she walked to the window.
Above the Forbidden Forest.
The scene of more than a dozen fire dragons rising into the sky and swooping down just caught her eye. The terrifying blue flames made the head of Gryffindor couldn't help but scream. exclaimed.
“Fierce fire!”
She no longer cared about class, so she quickly opened the window and summoned a flying broomstick. Several other professors at Hogwarts had almost the same reaction as her.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was probably the slowest one. He slowly joined the professors on his flying broom, but Professor McGonagall frowned and looked at him.
"Professor Lockhart, we need a professor to sit in the castle. We will go and see what the situation is. I hope... it's not the bad situation I thought."
Mai As the vice-principal, Professor Grindelwald was the person with the highest authority in Hogwarts when Dumbledore was away, and her arrangement was not rejected by Gilderoy Grindelwald.
"I also feel more comfortable staying here. I will take good care of the children...haha." Gilderoy Grindelwald looked at the Forbidden Forest in the distance and showed an inexplicably happy smile.
"I mean, this is really scary." He saw other professors looking at him strangely, and he immediately imitated Lockhart and scratched his head to make amends. This somewhat nonsensical performance made Professor McGonagall frown even more, but she obviously had no time to criticize the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for his inappropriate laughter.
“Whoosh whoosh~”
A group of professors galloped towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
"Children, do you think that's cool? Fierce fire." Gilderoy Grindelwald landed in Aurora's classroom. He looked around at the little wizards in front of the window and said with a smile. .
“His! Is it really Li Huo?”
"Oh my God! How could Li Huo look like a giant dragon!"
"I feel like it can swallow ten...my three hundred kilograms mother in one bite!"
>...
The students all showed shocked expressions.
"A little application of transfiguration. Well, I see you are also taking transfiguration classes. Do you need me to continue teaching you? Maybe you can also learn this technique."
The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor offered to teach instead.
But the little wizards crowded in front of the window obviously had no intention of continuing the class.
"This kind of fierce fire... this kind of fierce fire..." Daphne Greengrass suddenly looked at Aurora, who had a surprised look in front of the window. She had just told this classmate's family not long ago. Had a detailed understanding.
"It's the kind of fierce fire in Paris! A strong fire with a shape! Miss Grindelwald!" Daphne Greengrass felt that she was already asking her classmates tactfully to find out what happened.
I never thought about it.
She was not the only one in the classroom who was also learning more about "classmates with distinguished backgrounds" like her. After all, their house was a gathering of Slytherin students from pure-blood families who liked to form cliques.
“Grindelwald!”
“Oh my God! Is it your family?”
“Is it old Grindelwald who came in!? He wants to capture Our Hogwarts?"
"Our school is going to be renamed? Miss Grindelwald, can you please say something nice to your family and let my father continue to be the director of the new school?"< br>
...
The little wizards of Slytherin kept exclaiming. Twenty-five of the Slytherin students actually appeared on the spot, and Aurora looked at the Defense Against the Dark Arts with some confusion. When the professor in class tilted his head and hesitated to say something.
"No! It's not about capturing the school! I know! I know!"
Beside the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, a little wizard suddenly had a flash of inspiration as he slapped his head, and let out an almost excited voice. scream. They were Gryffindor students who took Transfiguration classes with the Slytherin students, and the two houses shared many courses.
Although everyone dislikes each other, this is the rule in the school. Of course, at such a major event, the two groups still came together to watch the fun.
"Do you still remember! The news in the morning! Our principal has the blood of a succubus! This is the truth! Old Grindelwald must have come to school to kidnap the Dumbledore he loves so much!"
"Just Like he said in the interview! This is for love! Oh my God! It’s so romantic! You have to be a Gryffindor student.
They won’t stop until they say nothing. Everyone was screaming and screaming, but Aurora was the only one who pounced on her Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
No way.
Who made Aurora see the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor move his hand.
She swore.
That was definitely my grandfather’s initial move to take out his magic wand.
(End of this chapter)