Chapter 422 Monster (2)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 422 Monster ([-])
MacGuffin was floating in the air, and the absorbed dark magic power surged in his body. These evil darkness, the magic power from the dementor aggregate turned into translucent black flames entangled him under his control.
The magic power surged and surrounded McGuffin, driving him to summon the nightmare.
Now he has only one idea - tear the opponent apart, destroy that monster, and vent this feeling.
This feeling has crowded out all the rationality and emotion in his heart, and only by venting it can he not lose control.
And the monster in front of him is the best target.
Nightmare screamed and hit the black mist again.
Voldemort blocked an impact, avoided the surprise attack of Nightmare, stared coldly at the little monster in front of him, and vomited blood in his heart more and more depressed.
For 13 years, I thought I had fallen to the bottom of the valley, but I didn't expect... to be suppressed by a little wizard.
FK!
If it weren't for this state... If it weren't for the damned Dumbledore and most of the Ministry of Magic members who were still underground, unable to cast a curse that didn't fit their current status... If it weren't for those idiots who could mess up such a simple task... How did he end up here, being 'beaten' by a little wizard!
——Nightmare came over again, biting the black mist, and felt that part of the magic power had been absorbed by the assembled body,
Voldemort finally couldn't take it anymore.
Even if he mustered the remaining black magic power, he would torture the little wizard to death.
Under Voldemort's control, the black mist transformed and gathered around the two red lights, turning into a black-robed dementor again.
This thing is facing the MacGuffin—
Suddenly, it flashed directly under the little wizard and then slashed upwards with a scythe.
McGuffin was also prepared.
Almost at the same time, he waved his wand and shouted at the black mist monster,
"Calling God Nightmare!"
The Nightmare (Thestral) in the distance disappeared with a bang, and then a black flame surged out from the McGuffin's spell and collided head-on with Voldemort's sickle—
But what neither McGuffin nor Voldemort noticed was that—
Dumbledore on the ground also raised his wand at the same time, and shot a silver light at the two——
"Call God Guard!"
When the black flame and the scythe were holding each other, the silver light pierced through Voldemort's back like a sharp sword... and met and collided with the black flame from the McGuffin.
"mean!"
Voldemort flew into a rage, and without turning his head he could sense that this enormous amount of magic belonged to Dumbledore.
Great!
It never occurred to him that as the headmaster of Hogwarts, he would actually sneak attack while he was not dodging!
Despicable, shameless!
But soon, Voldemort had no time to think otherwise.
The silvery-white light beam and the black flame connection mixed together, gradually merging into a dazzling golden light.
Both ends are wrapped around McGuffin's wand, and Dumbledore's Knuckles wand.
The golden light trembled, and began to split branches like cracks in all directions like lightning.
There was a loud bang in the sky.
And that madman—
Voldemort felt a force above him (or in his head)... tugging, and he looked up—
That little lunatic, with a ferocious face and wide-eyed eyes, was holding the trembling and vibrating wand in one hand, and the hood of his own transformed black robe with the other.
——呵啦!
He pulled hard upwards, tearing.
What's even more frightening is that under this force, Voldemort felt that the form he had assembled was being easily shattered in the golden light, turning into dust...disappearing with the wind...
"--Do not!"
Fudge shuddered violently, shaking all over.
He seemed to hear a cry of unwillingness, and a painful scream echoed in his ears.
Fudge looked around, and found that he was not the only one with an ugly face, even that guy Crouch had a pale face, staring at the little wizard above the sky in disbelief.
Or the little lunatic, the little monster—
He, this guy—actually tore off that monster's head... with that beam of light.
Merlin!
Not just Fuji, everyone in front of him, Crouch, Professor McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid...Harry's jaw was about to drop, and he was petrified.
They raised their heads, almost twisting their necks, and everyone stared at the scene in the sky with wide eyes in disbelief...
[In the night, a bright moon has begun to cover the stars. Under the pale moonlight, McGuffin, in the shape of the snake man, is floating in the air with a black hooded head——]
This image made Fudge terrified.
That rumor can't be true, can it?
——The second generation of the Dark Lord?
thought Fudge tremblingly.
He was sure most wizards here thought the same.
And Dumbledore's wand - connected to that beam?What the hell is going on?
When the remaining head of Voldemort gradually turned into black ashes in the hands of McGuffin, and was blown away by the cold wind at high altitude...
(Accompanied by Voldemort's roar, a translucent black wind, like a mixture of shadow and steam, quietly disappeared into the night...)
After losing the supply of dark magic power, McGuffin slowly woke up, especially seeing this familiar scene - this dazzling golden light connected with Dumbledore's wand...
—— Something is wrong!
He hurriedly recalled the memories from his mind, after knowing what happened.
McGuffin can't wait to roar up to the sky,
Shir!
——Pit!
——What a fool!
At the same time, all the remaining black magic power in Mag's body was involuntarily injected into the Thestral tail feather wand, emitting that golden light.
The golden light beams extended from the ground to the sky, and connected from Dumbledore's bone elder wand to McGuffin's Thestral tail feather wand... After Voldemort disappeared, the golden light did not disappear, but trembled even more violently, branching and splashing everywhere like lightning, flashing light, chopping in the air... One after another flickered, most of them crackled and hit the ground and the surface of the castle.
The Aurors, the teaching staff, and the little wizard who came over did not dare to join in the fun, and immediately hid back in the castle.
Only some powerful Aurors and professors supported the [Protection Charm] and waited for the result of this matter.
"Send Harry back quickly! He needs to go to Madam Pomfrey!" Fudge told the Aurors loudly, "He's injured—we're here waiting for Dumbledore to get that little wizard Albert down from the sky—"
Saying the name of MacGuffin, Fudge's voice suddenly became much lower.
Harry struggled to remember, "And Hermione, Ron and the others..."
"exactly!"
Fudge quickly added, "Go to the corridor on the fourth floor, hurry up! Moody, you do it! And the Froome couple... They must be sent to [St. Mungo's Magical Hospital] as soon as possible!"
Fudge, the Minister of Magic, finally remembered the two hapless couples.
After all this mess was dealt with, Fuji had time to watch what happened.
At this time, around the beam of light, there was a sound of surging sea waves... There was a sad hum among them, without words but with a melody, it sang in the air like a song, accompanied by the sea waves, and every trembling lightning bolt sounded together.
The MacGuffin was floating in the air, he recognized it, even though he had only heard the music two or three times.
It was this wand—the Thestral Tail Feather Wand—that once made the sound.
Why the hell didn't he remember it sooner?
McGuffin regretted it too much. In fact, as long as he recalled the plot a little bit, all this can be clearly connected.
Why was Ollivander so sure that he would make a big career?Why is this wand so important?When he touched this wand, he was even more surprised than when he picked up Harry's phoenix tail wand.
And at the beginning of this year, I looked for that guy several times in Diagon Alley, and wanted to ask about this wand, but the old guy was never in his wand shop.
——Thinking about it now, that old guy is undoubtedly hiding from him, and it is very likely that it was a signal from the old fox Dumbledore.
And all the special things caused by this Thestral tail feather wand... the singing, the magic that it guides itself to create [Spiritual Nightmare], and even the ability to make itself cross space in a certain way... All of these are closely related to this magic wand.
Now this sight makes everything clearer.
This wand is—
The Elder Wand in Dumbledore's hand
—Twin wands!
Shir!
— made from the same Thestral tail feather.
No wonder!Back then, that old fellow Ollivander said that the MacGuffin was its first master in history... Only those who know and conquer death can be qualified to become its master.
How could he not think of it?
Clearly so obvious evidence. ,——
A very special wand core...Ollivander's secretiveness...from the beginning, Dumbledore's old bee was particularly interested in his own...and the various visions emanating from the wand...
Gan!Doesn't all this indicate this prehistoric giant pit?
He was so shocked by this fact that his hands and feet were numb and his whole body was cold.
Just when McGuffin was "stuck" by this "routine every year, but this year is particularly tricky".
The strong light of the lightning changed again.
The wands in McGuffin and Dumbledore's hands began to shake violently, and the light connecting them was like a forked river and branches, bursting from the tips of their respective wands, bursting out a series of thinner lightning bolts, sweeping everything from the sky to the ground on the ground outside the castle...
The three fire dragons flapped their wings and quickly rose away from here.
Aurors and faculty members gathered together to prop up a large semi-circular shield in mid-air to resist this 'lightning storm'. (Very few remain here; Rita Skeeter has long since slipped away.)
boom!
boom!
The outer walls of the castle were pitted and scorched black, and even many sculptures of gargoyles, fire dragons, and phoenixes were smashed and fell down. Many of the sculptures that belonged to the school's defense device (reactivation technique) began to flap their wings, and left here without looking back.
It never occurred to Professor McGonagall that the monster and the fire dragon did not destroy Hogwarts Castle much just now, but now it will be destroyed by the headmaster and a junior student.
The night sky, danced by the lightning, made it seem like daytime.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
At the same time, the wand in McGuffin's hand vibrated more and more, almost falling out of his hand. He had to concentrate, holding the wand tightly with both hands, trying to weaken and eliminate this link.
But he couldn't control the dark magic power surging in his body at all.
Originally surrounding the hand holding the wand, black blood lines spread forward on the arm before, and began to disappear a little bit. McGuffin felt his face numb, a little hot, and tingling. You don't need to touch it to know that the scales have begun to fade away quietly.
This Tem can come and go whenever he wants, when this is...
what!Pooh!
What are you thinking about?
McGuffin had no time to think about it, the wand in his hand began to vibrate back and forth at a speed of 180 mph,
It made him vibrate constantly in the air as if he had been electrocuted, almost shaking like a phantom.
Halo, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
Dumbledore down there wasn't much better.
Fudge and Professor McGonagall watched with their own eyes the centenarian's feet leaving the ground completely off guard, his body swaying wildly in the air with the high frequency of the wand like a crazy disco.
The silver-white beard flicked from side to side, bouncing up and down, and the crescent-shaped glasses on the bridge of his nose were shaken back and forth, and were finally thrown directly into the air, going nowhere.
"Professor Dumbledore?"
"No-shake-shake-shake-shake!" said Dumbledore 'throbbing'.
Professor McGonagall saw that his eyes were almost rolled over, and he could tell that the old bee was also unprepared for the situation before him. He was extremely shocked, and he was trying to control the situation, holding his wand tightly with both hands.
Fudge could also see that Dumbledore was trying to supply magic, trying to maintain the situation.
But even when Huang was like this, the old fox was still muttering words, not knowing what he was doing.
"I can handle it, no, no, no—move!"
Dumbledore yelled at Fudge and the others.
boom!boom!
Lightning blasted continuously from the tips of the wands of the two, colliding with each other in the middle of the sky and the ground.
As the dark magic power in McGuffin's body was not replenished and gradually exhausted, the position of the impact point began to gradually move towards him a little bit.
The cage net formed by the lightning is like a tsunami coming from the pavement, and it is about to submerge the McGuffin.
"Albus!" cried Professor McGonagall eagerly.
"Okay! Hold on—McGuffin!" Dumbledore shouted towards the sky, he swung his wand vigorously, the golden light broke, and it turned into two pieces, like a broken cable, and swept towards one side with an unstoppable momentum.
With inertia, the half beam of light at the tip of the MacGuffin's wand directly swept across the direction of the west tower. (Then at the same time the beam disappeared)
boom!
After a violent impact, the top of the west tower (belonging to the owl shack) tilted, and then crashed to the ground——
The smoke and dust billowed, and the ground trembled.
"McGuffin—ah!"
Professor McGonagall screamed distressedly, clutching his chest.
Then, like a kite with a broken string, the little wizard lost the power to float and fell vertically from the air. Fortunately, Dumbledore still remembered this incident. He waved his wand to catch the McGuffin and let him slowly land on the ground.
But immediately, Fudge and the others discovered something even more incredible.
The broken half of the beam of light from the tip of Dumbledore's wand swept towards the sky (after it also disappeared), which actually caused the full moon in the sky to expand dozens of times in an instant and suddenly fell down.
Like it's about to hit them in the face.
(End of this chapter)
MacGuffin was floating in the air, and the absorbed dark magic power surged in his body. These evil darkness, the magic power from the dementor aggregate turned into translucent black flames entangled him under his control.
The magic power surged and surrounded McGuffin, driving him to summon the nightmare.
Now he has only one idea - tear the opponent apart, destroy that monster, and vent this feeling.
This feeling has crowded out all the rationality and emotion in his heart, and only by venting it can he not lose control.
And the monster in front of him is the best target.
Nightmare screamed and hit the black mist again.
Voldemort blocked an impact, avoided the surprise attack of Nightmare, stared coldly at the little monster in front of him, and vomited blood in his heart more and more depressed.
For 13 years, I thought I had fallen to the bottom of the valley, but I didn't expect... to be suppressed by a little wizard.
FK!
If it weren't for this state... If it weren't for the damned Dumbledore and most of the Ministry of Magic members who were still underground, unable to cast a curse that didn't fit their current status... If it weren't for those idiots who could mess up such a simple task... How did he end up here, being 'beaten' by a little wizard!
——Nightmare came over again, biting the black mist, and felt that part of the magic power had been absorbed by the assembled body,
Voldemort finally couldn't take it anymore.
Even if he mustered the remaining black magic power, he would torture the little wizard to death.
Under Voldemort's control, the black mist transformed and gathered around the two red lights, turning into a black-robed dementor again.
This thing is facing the MacGuffin—
Suddenly, it flashed directly under the little wizard and then slashed upwards with a scythe.
McGuffin was also prepared.
Almost at the same time, he waved his wand and shouted at the black mist monster,
"Calling God Nightmare!"
The Nightmare (Thestral) in the distance disappeared with a bang, and then a black flame surged out from the McGuffin's spell and collided head-on with Voldemort's sickle—
But what neither McGuffin nor Voldemort noticed was that—
Dumbledore on the ground also raised his wand at the same time, and shot a silver light at the two——
"Call God Guard!"
When the black flame and the scythe were holding each other, the silver light pierced through Voldemort's back like a sharp sword... and met and collided with the black flame from the McGuffin.
"mean!"
Voldemort flew into a rage, and without turning his head he could sense that this enormous amount of magic belonged to Dumbledore.
Great!
It never occurred to him that as the headmaster of Hogwarts, he would actually sneak attack while he was not dodging!
Despicable, shameless!
But soon, Voldemort had no time to think otherwise.
The silvery-white light beam and the black flame connection mixed together, gradually merging into a dazzling golden light.
Both ends are wrapped around McGuffin's wand, and Dumbledore's Knuckles wand.
The golden light trembled, and began to split branches like cracks in all directions like lightning.
There was a loud bang in the sky.
And that madman—
Voldemort felt a force above him (or in his head)... tugging, and he looked up—
That little lunatic, with a ferocious face and wide-eyed eyes, was holding the trembling and vibrating wand in one hand, and the hood of his own transformed black robe with the other.
——呵啦!
He pulled hard upwards, tearing.
What's even more frightening is that under this force, Voldemort felt that the form he had assembled was being easily shattered in the golden light, turning into dust...disappearing with the wind...
"--Do not!"
Fudge shuddered violently, shaking all over.
He seemed to hear a cry of unwillingness, and a painful scream echoed in his ears.
Fudge looked around, and found that he was not the only one with an ugly face, even that guy Crouch had a pale face, staring at the little wizard above the sky in disbelief.
Or the little lunatic, the little monster—
He, this guy—actually tore off that monster's head... with that beam of light.
Merlin!
Not just Fuji, everyone in front of him, Crouch, Professor McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid...Harry's jaw was about to drop, and he was petrified.
They raised their heads, almost twisting their necks, and everyone stared at the scene in the sky with wide eyes in disbelief...
[In the night, a bright moon has begun to cover the stars. Under the pale moonlight, McGuffin, in the shape of the snake man, is floating in the air with a black hooded head——]
This image made Fudge terrified.
That rumor can't be true, can it?
——The second generation of the Dark Lord?
thought Fudge tremblingly.
He was sure most wizards here thought the same.
And Dumbledore's wand - connected to that beam?What the hell is going on?
When the remaining head of Voldemort gradually turned into black ashes in the hands of McGuffin, and was blown away by the cold wind at high altitude...
(Accompanied by Voldemort's roar, a translucent black wind, like a mixture of shadow and steam, quietly disappeared into the night...)
After losing the supply of dark magic power, McGuffin slowly woke up, especially seeing this familiar scene - this dazzling golden light connected with Dumbledore's wand...
—— Something is wrong!
He hurriedly recalled the memories from his mind, after knowing what happened.
McGuffin can't wait to roar up to the sky,
Shir!
——Pit!
——What a fool!
At the same time, all the remaining black magic power in Mag's body was involuntarily injected into the Thestral tail feather wand, emitting that golden light.
The golden light beams extended from the ground to the sky, and connected from Dumbledore's bone elder wand to McGuffin's Thestral tail feather wand... After Voldemort disappeared, the golden light did not disappear, but trembled even more violently, branching and splashing everywhere like lightning, flashing light, chopping in the air... One after another flickered, most of them crackled and hit the ground and the surface of the castle.
The Aurors, the teaching staff, and the little wizard who came over did not dare to join in the fun, and immediately hid back in the castle.
Only some powerful Aurors and professors supported the [Protection Charm] and waited for the result of this matter.
"Send Harry back quickly! He needs to go to Madam Pomfrey!" Fudge told the Aurors loudly, "He's injured—we're here waiting for Dumbledore to get that little wizard Albert down from the sky—"
Saying the name of MacGuffin, Fudge's voice suddenly became much lower.
Harry struggled to remember, "And Hermione, Ron and the others..."
"exactly!"
Fudge quickly added, "Go to the corridor on the fourth floor, hurry up! Moody, you do it! And the Froome couple... They must be sent to [St. Mungo's Magical Hospital] as soon as possible!"
Fudge, the Minister of Magic, finally remembered the two hapless couples.
After all this mess was dealt with, Fuji had time to watch what happened.
At this time, around the beam of light, there was a sound of surging sea waves... There was a sad hum among them, without words but with a melody, it sang in the air like a song, accompanied by the sea waves, and every trembling lightning bolt sounded together.
The MacGuffin was floating in the air, he recognized it, even though he had only heard the music two or three times.
It was this wand—the Thestral Tail Feather Wand—that once made the sound.
Why the hell didn't he remember it sooner?
McGuffin regretted it too much. In fact, as long as he recalled the plot a little bit, all this can be clearly connected.
Why was Ollivander so sure that he would make a big career?Why is this wand so important?When he touched this wand, he was even more surprised than when he picked up Harry's phoenix tail wand.
And at the beginning of this year, I looked for that guy several times in Diagon Alley, and wanted to ask about this wand, but the old guy was never in his wand shop.
——Thinking about it now, that old guy is undoubtedly hiding from him, and it is very likely that it was a signal from the old fox Dumbledore.
And all the special things caused by this Thestral tail feather wand... the singing, the magic that it guides itself to create [Spiritual Nightmare], and even the ability to make itself cross space in a certain way... All of these are closely related to this magic wand.
Now this sight makes everything clearer.
This wand is—
The Elder Wand in Dumbledore's hand
—Twin wands!
Shir!
— made from the same Thestral tail feather.
No wonder!Back then, that old fellow Ollivander said that the MacGuffin was its first master in history... Only those who know and conquer death can be qualified to become its master.
How could he not think of it?
Clearly so obvious evidence. ,——
A very special wand core...Ollivander's secretiveness...from the beginning, Dumbledore's old bee was particularly interested in his own...and the various visions emanating from the wand...
Gan!Doesn't all this indicate this prehistoric giant pit?
He was so shocked by this fact that his hands and feet were numb and his whole body was cold.
Just when McGuffin was "stuck" by this "routine every year, but this year is particularly tricky".
The strong light of the lightning changed again.
The wands in McGuffin and Dumbledore's hands began to shake violently, and the light connecting them was like a forked river and branches, bursting from the tips of their respective wands, bursting out a series of thinner lightning bolts, sweeping everything from the sky to the ground on the ground outside the castle...
The three fire dragons flapped their wings and quickly rose away from here.
Aurors and faculty members gathered together to prop up a large semi-circular shield in mid-air to resist this 'lightning storm'. (Very few remain here; Rita Skeeter has long since slipped away.)
boom!
boom!
The outer walls of the castle were pitted and scorched black, and even many sculptures of gargoyles, fire dragons, and phoenixes were smashed and fell down. Many of the sculptures that belonged to the school's defense device (reactivation technique) began to flap their wings, and left here without looking back.
It never occurred to Professor McGonagall that the monster and the fire dragon did not destroy Hogwarts Castle much just now, but now it will be destroyed by the headmaster and a junior student.
The night sky, danced by the lightning, made it seem like daytime.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
At the same time, the wand in McGuffin's hand vibrated more and more, almost falling out of his hand. He had to concentrate, holding the wand tightly with both hands, trying to weaken and eliminate this link.
But he couldn't control the dark magic power surging in his body at all.
Originally surrounding the hand holding the wand, black blood lines spread forward on the arm before, and began to disappear a little bit. McGuffin felt his face numb, a little hot, and tingling. You don't need to touch it to know that the scales have begun to fade away quietly.
This Tem can come and go whenever he wants, when this is...
what!Pooh!
What are you thinking about?
McGuffin had no time to think about it, the wand in his hand began to vibrate back and forth at a speed of 180 mph,
It made him vibrate constantly in the air as if he had been electrocuted, almost shaking like a phantom.
Halo, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
Dumbledore down there wasn't much better.
Fudge and Professor McGonagall watched with their own eyes the centenarian's feet leaving the ground completely off guard, his body swaying wildly in the air with the high frequency of the wand like a crazy disco.
The silver-white beard flicked from side to side, bouncing up and down, and the crescent-shaped glasses on the bridge of his nose were shaken back and forth, and were finally thrown directly into the air, going nowhere.
"Professor Dumbledore?"
"No-shake-shake-shake-shake!" said Dumbledore 'throbbing'.
Professor McGonagall saw that his eyes were almost rolled over, and he could tell that the old bee was also unprepared for the situation before him. He was extremely shocked, and he was trying to control the situation, holding his wand tightly with both hands.
Fudge could also see that Dumbledore was trying to supply magic, trying to maintain the situation.
But even when Huang was like this, the old fox was still muttering words, not knowing what he was doing.
"I can handle it, no, no, no—move!"
Dumbledore yelled at Fudge and the others.
boom!boom!
Lightning blasted continuously from the tips of the wands of the two, colliding with each other in the middle of the sky and the ground.
As the dark magic power in McGuffin's body was not replenished and gradually exhausted, the position of the impact point began to gradually move towards him a little bit.
The cage net formed by the lightning is like a tsunami coming from the pavement, and it is about to submerge the McGuffin.
"Albus!" cried Professor McGonagall eagerly.
"Okay! Hold on—McGuffin!" Dumbledore shouted towards the sky, he swung his wand vigorously, the golden light broke, and it turned into two pieces, like a broken cable, and swept towards one side with an unstoppable momentum.
With inertia, the half beam of light at the tip of the MacGuffin's wand directly swept across the direction of the west tower. (Then at the same time the beam disappeared)
boom!
After a violent impact, the top of the west tower (belonging to the owl shack) tilted, and then crashed to the ground——
The smoke and dust billowed, and the ground trembled.
"McGuffin—ah!"
Professor McGonagall screamed distressedly, clutching his chest.
Then, like a kite with a broken string, the little wizard lost the power to float and fell vertically from the air. Fortunately, Dumbledore still remembered this incident. He waved his wand to catch the McGuffin and let him slowly land on the ground.
But immediately, Fudge and the others discovered something even more incredible.
The broken half of the beam of light from the tip of Dumbledore's wand swept towards the sky (after it also disappeared), which actually caused the full moon in the sky to expand dozens of times in an instant and suddenly fell down.
Like it's about to hit them in the face.
(End of this chapter)
