Chapter 702 The Ultimate Battle (4)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 702 The Ultimate Battle ([-])
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Tom Riddle exploded into countless pieces in front of the McGuffin just like that, and dissipated into this world.
Harry stood there in a daze, clutching his wand tightly in his hand,
He twisted his neck, and saw the Dark Lord's body split into tens of thousands, directly merging with the gradually recovering aura of [Jomungandrad].
"Quick! Don't stand here stupidly!" Snape urged several people aside.
"go!"
McGuffin also directly broke the shuddering silence of this moment, and pushed several people together into the black mirror.
Hei Lan squirmed, like a breeze blowing on his face, they seemed to have pierced through a non-existent black film.
Then, McGuffin immediately found himself back in the black-red lava land,
Almost instantly, the ears were filled with fierce fighting roars, and the smell of blood and sulfur poured into the nostrils. When he opened his mouth, a gust of hot air rushed in, making his mouth dry.
This is completely different from the environment of the [-]-meter sky, the ubiquitous thick fog, and the chilling air-conditioning.
"Harry, Harry's gone!"
Hermione hastily reminded the McGuffin behind her, her tone full of urgency.
"Hermione, have you forgotten? Harry is not the same as us, he relies on soul and will... and the unique magic there. Now he should be..."
"Professor Snape, where is Harry?"
McGuffin snapped his fingers, and a World Tree seedling slowly rose on him.
While Hermione was at a loss, the golden-green radiance of the seedlings of the World Tree... illuminated the appearance of a person.
"Professor Snape?" Hermione exclaimed in disbelief, unable to believe that Snape would pop out of the McGuffin.
The illusory and transparent Snape impatiently pointed the two in a direction, and then disappeared suddenly.
At this time, McGuffin and Hermione realized that there were many Aurors and some Muggle soldiers around them.
Some of them were trying to save Sirius Black and cure Ron, who had been boneless and petrified.
And some Auror staff tried to stop their progress,
The few remaining wizards were trying to catch the little tree man running around on the ground, and communicate with Nagia, who was sticking out his tongue like a snake.
"Let them come over..."
No matter what the MacGuffins explained, these Aurors would not move out of the way.
Apparently they were guarding Harry, and the pillar passage.
These wizards did not expect that the McGuffins would suddenly appear from here.
It was Rufus Scrimgeour who, after seeing a few people approaching, came over and told the other Aurors to step back, and let them come directly in front of him.
He rubbed his brows, his face very gloomy.Standing next to them were several warriors from the "Top Ten Tournament", that is, Chiko Morita, Chen Xiaolong, and Cedric Diggory.
The world trees on their bodies also emerged from their palms one after another, and Snape's floating figure floated out from there.
Of course, some powerful professors are also here.
Judging by the expressions of Scrimgeour and the others, Snape had obviously told them what happened at the height of [-] meters.
Scrimgeour looked behind McGuffin and found that there was no figure of Dumbledore, and after seeing the old wand full of knuckles in McGuffin's hand, he sighed in extreme frustration.
"It seems that everything Severus said is true...you guys come with me."
With that said, he turned around and brought a few people to Harry.
At this time, Harry's soul also returned to his physical body, and he finally woke up from the dizzy state, put his hands on the ground, and stood up.
"Voldemort... Voldemort how is he? Is he really dead?"
When Harry woke up, he immediately recalled the things that worried him most.
He asked loudly, which attracted the attention of everyone present.
Although those Aurors and warriors had already learned what happened from Snape, they still cast suspicious eyes on McGuffin and the others.
McGuffin had no choice but to press down on the little tree man who kept yelling 'I am Dumbledore', while telling Hermione about Voldemort's final fate one by one.
"The Dark Lord...is he really dead?"
Professor Flitwick yelled shrilly.
"It's true!" Hermione nodded, "But..."
She looked up at the dome of the sky, the black shadow that almost covered the entire sky, the existence named [Jomungard].
"It's just that Voldemort said in the end that he wanted to destroy the whole world... he said he wanted to wake up [Jomungard], to wake up the existence of that god..."
"God! Is it true?"
Chiko Morita raised her head immediately, and she frantically pursued the sky, trying to distinguish something.
But she still found nothing, only saw the huge shadow that was already thick and black, almost occupying the entire sky, and it got bigger and bigger.
Professor McGonagall walked over tremblingly, trying to take the Elder Wand from McGuffin's hand, "Is it true that Professor Albus Dumbledore can't come back? Did you really see Professor...Professor...he..."
Professor McGonagall's voice trembled, and she couldn't continue.
Speaking of this matter, the relaxed atmosphere that was originally caused by Voldemort's end has become very heavy again.
McGuffin shook his head, "We didn't really see the professor fighting Voldemort... However, his wand did fall into the hands of the Dark Lord, and..."
McGuffin picked up the little tree man and showed it to everyone.
"Also... these are the magical fragments of Professor Dumbledore's thoughts and will."
The little guy was very angry, it struggled to fall out of the McGuffin's hand, jumped on the McGuffin's shoulder and shouted, "I am... Dumbledore!"
"I am - Dumbledore!"
"well……"
McGuffin could only summon his World Tree seedling again, and used the little magic power left in it to block the little thing's mouth, reassuring it not to scream in his ears.
The appearance of this little cute person dilutes the repressed and sad anger in everyone's heart.
Especially when everyone compares the faces of Dumbledore in their minds, whether they are crazy, or extremely powerful, or kind... Comparing with this little guy... there is a strange sense of joy.
Black history!Black history!
However, McGuffin said that this little thing was the magical condensation of Dumbledore's mind and will, which reminded Scrimgeour of one thing.
Something that Dumbledore asked himself to give to McGuffin Albert.
"Mr. Albert, this is left to you by Albus Dumbledore..."
Scrimgeour stroked his gray temples, and exhaled softly, "He seems to have expected such a day long ago, and said that at this time, he will hand over this thing to you... There are some extremely important things in it to tell you."
After a long period of war in this world, the new Minister of Magic was worn out by the situation from worse to worse.
He was very old and tired, and he was no longer as energetic as before.
"Wait...how come we don't know anything!"
Akinbad, Qiao Guohua, and other Hogwarts professors, as well as professors from foreign schools of magic, also gathered on the side.
Professor McGonagall was even more skeptical of Scrimgeour, "Why did it take you so long to give the things to McGuffin!"
"Dumbledore didn't meet McGuffin directly before...I thought he would tell Albert himself..." Rufus defended himself angrily.
"What's more, the thing left by Dumbledore can't be checked at all..."
Seeing that everyone still doesn't trust me.
Scrimgeour breathed out, he understood why Fudge was always on guard against Dumbledore.
The influence of this Hogwarts headmaster in the British magical world is too great.
Scrimgeour didn't want to say anything more, he reached into the cloak covered in black and red dust, took out a drawstring pouch, and opened it.
He took out a two-finger-sized crystal glass bottle from it, pulled out the wooden stopper, and poured out a twisted and swirling silver mist filament.
"Is this Dumbledore's memory?" Everyone exclaimed, "But there is no Pensieve here..."
"No, no it's not... This is Dumbledore's thought body, not an ordinary memory.!" Scrimgeour explained.
Everyone is unknown.
But McGuffin came to his senses, and strode towards Scrimgeour, "Minister Scrimgeour, can you give it to me?"
He held out his hand.
"Well, this itself is for you..."
"However, can you here...directly decipher the secret that Dumbledore gave you."
"After all, we still have to fight against those monsters, as well as the [Jomungard] you mentioned, the so-called god... If it is true, we must also understand it and be prepared..."
Until now... nothing happened on the sky, and Scrimgeour obviously didn't believe that the existence of this so-called ancient god would revive and destroy the world.
He may have already thought that McGuffin and the others were a little deranged because of the fright.
Professor McGonagall was very angry at Scrimgeour's tough demands, and she wanted to say something.
But McGuffin waved his hand, "It doesn't matter...Professor, this thing is not what you imagined..."
With [Curse of Echo Blue], a ring that can break boundaries and listen to magic power, McGuffin quickly understood the role of this memory body and guessed Dumbledore's plan.
He finally knew why the little tree man was reborn.
McGuffin picked up Yinsi with his magic wand, according to the operation method of his [Little Guffin Legion] talent, it touched the magic power inherent in this way of thinking.
tu——
After a sound, the silver mist squirmed in mid-air, turning into a little Dumbledore the size of a figure.
Compared to the stupid cuteness of the little tree man, this little thing is a bit sluggish...but it is more like a one-to-one proportion of Albus Dumbledore, reappearing in front of everyone.
Then, McGuffin held the little thing and brought it directly to the little tree man.
The little tree man looked at the little Dumbledore who was not much different from him in surprise, and was a little frightened.
He jumped up and down and shouted, "I'm Dumbledore!"
"I'm...Dumbledore"
"McGuffin, what do you want..." Harry asked in surprise.
And beside him, Snape also reappeared, which didn't surprise him at all, obviously he already knew about it.
McGuffin tapped the little tree man's original body again, and the branches on its head stretched directly, and a small silvery-white flower bloomed.
That sluggish little Albus Dumbledore jumped into the flower very flexibly, and directly melted into a wisp of silver thread.
Then the little tree man's originally round and big dark green eyes slowly changed to azure blue.
After a while, it shook its head and recovered.
The little thing finally stopped saying 'I'm Dumbledore! '
And the nearest McGuffin also saw that the eyes of the little tree man possessed that kind of unfathomable wisdom, or it could be said that those pupils were full of cunning and scheming.
——The familiar old bee is back!
The little thing merged with that thinking body, and after regaining consciousness, he looked up at the shadow above the dome in the sky and remained silent.
Everyone watched McGuffin's behavior, wondering what message Dumbledore left behind.
After seeing the eccentric little tree man, he became stupid immediately, and only knew to look up at Tianhou in a daze.
The crowd finally couldn't bear the doubts in their hearts, and slowly surrounded them.
Especially Harry, after he saw that Sirius and Ron had Aurors, and [St. Mungo's Hospital] survived and the therapist took over, he came to the vicinity of McGuffin and asked him what was going on eagerly.
McGuffin looked at the little tree man, and clearly pointed out the suspicion in his heart, "He is Dumbledore!"
"I know...you just explained that he is part of Dumbledore's legacy..." Scrimgeour said with a stern face, "Mr. Albert, what we really want to know is that Albus Dumbledore gave you information..."
Everyone stared at McGuffin at the same time.
"Ask him, he is really..." McGuffin pointed to the little tree man.
"Mr. Albert, now... you should not hide anything..." Scrimgeour directly interrupted what McGuffin was going to say, and asked again impatiently.
"No, listen to me, he is now..."
"Yes, I am... Dumbledore!"
After the little tree man heard that McGuffin was in trouble, he lowered his head and spoke slowly and cheerfully.
The revived headmaster of Hogwarts was not depressed by what he had become now.
On the contrary, it was quite pleasant.
Of course, this is how McGuffin, and Severus Snape and others who know the inside story... feel when they hear this sentence.
But after experiencing the little tree man's "I am Dumbledore" repeated verbal shocks, Professor McGonagall, Scrimgeour, Akimbard and the other wizards all felt dissatisfied with the little tree man's "behavior like this".
They regard this...as a normal behavior of the little tree people.
Directly ignoring Dumbledore's act of revealing his identity, he repeatedly waved his hands and pinched him like dismissing a child, driving little Dumbledore directly aside.
"Go...go...go over there and play by yourself, little guy!"
(End of this chapter)
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Tom Riddle exploded into countless pieces in front of the McGuffin just like that, and dissipated into this world.
Harry stood there in a daze, clutching his wand tightly in his hand,
He twisted his neck, and saw the Dark Lord's body split into tens of thousands, directly merging with the gradually recovering aura of [Jomungandrad].
"Quick! Don't stand here stupidly!" Snape urged several people aside.
"go!"
McGuffin also directly broke the shuddering silence of this moment, and pushed several people together into the black mirror.
Hei Lan squirmed, like a breeze blowing on his face, they seemed to have pierced through a non-existent black film.
Then, McGuffin immediately found himself back in the black-red lava land,
Almost instantly, the ears were filled with fierce fighting roars, and the smell of blood and sulfur poured into the nostrils. When he opened his mouth, a gust of hot air rushed in, making his mouth dry.
This is completely different from the environment of the [-]-meter sky, the ubiquitous thick fog, and the chilling air-conditioning.
"Harry, Harry's gone!"
Hermione hastily reminded the McGuffin behind her, her tone full of urgency.
"Hermione, have you forgotten? Harry is not the same as us, he relies on soul and will... and the unique magic there. Now he should be..."
"Professor Snape, where is Harry?"
McGuffin snapped his fingers, and a World Tree seedling slowly rose on him.
While Hermione was at a loss, the golden-green radiance of the seedlings of the World Tree... illuminated the appearance of a person.
"Professor Snape?" Hermione exclaimed in disbelief, unable to believe that Snape would pop out of the McGuffin.
The illusory and transparent Snape impatiently pointed the two in a direction, and then disappeared suddenly.
At this time, McGuffin and Hermione realized that there were many Aurors and some Muggle soldiers around them.
Some of them were trying to save Sirius Black and cure Ron, who had been boneless and petrified.
And some Auror staff tried to stop their progress,
The few remaining wizards were trying to catch the little tree man running around on the ground, and communicate with Nagia, who was sticking out his tongue like a snake.
"Let them come over..."
No matter what the MacGuffins explained, these Aurors would not move out of the way.
Apparently they were guarding Harry, and the pillar passage.
These wizards did not expect that the McGuffins would suddenly appear from here.
It was Rufus Scrimgeour who, after seeing a few people approaching, came over and told the other Aurors to step back, and let them come directly in front of him.
He rubbed his brows, his face very gloomy.Standing next to them were several warriors from the "Top Ten Tournament", that is, Chiko Morita, Chen Xiaolong, and Cedric Diggory.
The world trees on their bodies also emerged from their palms one after another, and Snape's floating figure floated out from there.
Of course, some powerful professors are also here.
Judging by the expressions of Scrimgeour and the others, Snape had obviously told them what happened at the height of [-] meters.
Scrimgeour looked behind McGuffin and found that there was no figure of Dumbledore, and after seeing the old wand full of knuckles in McGuffin's hand, he sighed in extreme frustration.
"It seems that everything Severus said is true...you guys come with me."
With that said, he turned around and brought a few people to Harry.
At this time, Harry's soul also returned to his physical body, and he finally woke up from the dizzy state, put his hands on the ground, and stood up.
"Voldemort... Voldemort how is he? Is he really dead?"
When Harry woke up, he immediately recalled the things that worried him most.
He asked loudly, which attracted the attention of everyone present.
Although those Aurors and warriors had already learned what happened from Snape, they still cast suspicious eyes on McGuffin and the others.
McGuffin had no choice but to press down on the little tree man who kept yelling 'I am Dumbledore', while telling Hermione about Voldemort's final fate one by one.
"The Dark Lord...is he really dead?"
Professor Flitwick yelled shrilly.
"It's true!" Hermione nodded, "But..."
She looked up at the dome of the sky, the black shadow that almost covered the entire sky, the existence named [Jomungard].
"It's just that Voldemort said in the end that he wanted to destroy the whole world... he said he wanted to wake up [Jomungard], to wake up the existence of that god..."
"God! Is it true?"
Chiko Morita raised her head immediately, and she frantically pursued the sky, trying to distinguish something.
But she still found nothing, only saw the huge shadow that was already thick and black, almost occupying the entire sky, and it got bigger and bigger.
Professor McGonagall walked over tremblingly, trying to take the Elder Wand from McGuffin's hand, "Is it true that Professor Albus Dumbledore can't come back? Did you really see Professor...Professor...he..."
Professor McGonagall's voice trembled, and she couldn't continue.
Speaking of this matter, the relaxed atmosphere that was originally caused by Voldemort's end has become very heavy again.
McGuffin shook his head, "We didn't really see the professor fighting Voldemort... However, his wand did fall into the hands of the Dark Lord, and..."
McGuffin picked up the little tree man and showed it to everyone.
"Also... these are the magical fragments of Professor Dumbledore's thoughts and will."
The little guy was very angry, it struggled to fall out of the McGuffin's hand, jumped on the McGuffin's shoulder and shouted, "I am... Dumbledore!"
"I am - Dumbledore!"
"well……"
McGuffin could only summon his World Tree seedling again, and used the little magic power left in it to block the little thing's mouth, reassuring it not to scream in his ears.
The appearance of this little cute person dilutes the repressed and sad anger in everyone's heart.
Especially when everyone compares the faces of Dumbledore in their minds, whether they are crazy, or extremely powerful, or kind... Comparing with this little guy... there is a strange sense of joy.
Black history!Black history!
However, McGuffin said that this little thing was the magical condensation of Dumbledore's mind and will, which reminded Scrimgeour of one thing.
Something that Dumbledore asked himself to give to McGuffin Albert.
"Mr. Albert, this is left to you by Albus Dumbledore..."
Scrimgeour stroked his gray temples, and exhaled softly, "He seems to have expected such a day long ago, and said that at this time, he will hand over this thing to you... There are some extremely important things in it to tell you."
After a long period of war in this world, the new Minister of Magic was worn out by the situation from worse to worse.
He was very old and tired, and he was no longer as energetic as before.
"Wait...how come we don't know anything!"
Akinbad, Qiao Guohua, and other Hogwarts professors, as well as professors from foreign schools of magic, also gathered on the side.
Professor McGonagall was even more skeptical of Scrimgeour, "Why did it take you so long to give the things to McGuffin!"
"Dumbledore didn't meet McGuffin directly before...I thought he would tell Albert himself..." Rufus defended himself angrily.
"What's more, the thing left by Dumbledore can't be checked at all..."
Seeing that everyone still doesn't trust me.
Scrimgeour breathed out, he understood why Fudge was always on guard against Dumbledore.
The influence of this Hogwarts headmaster in the British magical world is too great.
Scrimgeour didn't want to say anything more, he reached into the cloak covered in black and red dust, took out a drawstring pouch, and opened it.
He took out a two-finger-sized crystal glass bottle from it, pulled out the wooden stopper, and poured out a twisted and swirling silver mist filament.
"Is this Dumbledore's memory?" Everyone exclaimed, "But there is no Pensieve here..."
"No, no it's not... This is Dumbledore's thought body, not an ordinary memory.!" Scrimgeour explained.
Everyone is unknown.
But McGuffin came to his senses, and strode towards Scrimgeour, "Minister Scrimgeour, can you give it to me?"
He held out his hand.
"Well, this itself is for you..."
"However, can you here...directly decipher the secret that Dumbledore gave you."
"After all, we still have to fight against those monsters, as well as the [Jomungard] you mentioned, the so-called god... If it is true, we must also understand it and be prepared..."
Until now... nothing happened on the sky, and Scrimgeour obviously didn't believe that the existence of this so-called ancient god would revive and destroy the world.
He may have already thought that McGuffin and the others were a little deranged because of the fright.
Professor McGonagall was very angry at Scrimgeour's tough demands, and she wanted to say something.
But McGuffin waved his hand, "It doesn't matter...Professor, this thing is not what you imagined..."
With [Curse of Echo Blue], a ring that can break boundaries and listen to magic power, McGuffin quickly understood the role of this memory body and guessed Dumbledore's plan.
He finally knew why the little tree man was reborn.
McGuffin picked up Yinsi with his magic wand, according to the operation method of his [Little Guffin Legion] talent, it touched the magic power inherent in this way of thinking.
tu——
After a sound, the silver mist squirmed in mid-air, turning into a little Dumbledore the size of a figure.
Compared to the stupid cuteness of the little tree man, this little thing is a bit sluggish...but it is more like a one-to-one proportion of Albus Dumbledore, reappearing in front of everyone.
Then, McGuffin held the little thing and brought it directly to the little tree man.
The little tree man looked at the little Dumbledore who was not much different from him in surprise, and was a little frightened.
He jumped up and down and shouted, "I'm Dumbledore!"
"I'm...Dumbledore"
"McGuffin, what do you want..." Harry asked in surprise.
And beside him, Snape also reappeared, which didn't surprise him at all, obviously he already knew about it.
McGuffin tapped the little tree man's original body again, and the branches on its head stretched directly, and a small silvery-white flower bloomed.
That sluggish little Albus Dumbledore jumped into the flower very flexibly, and directly melted into a wisp of silver thread.
Then the little tree man's originally round and big dark green eyes slowly changed to azure blue.
After a while, it shook its head and recovered.
The little thing finally stopped saying 'I'm Dumbledore! '
And the nearest McGuffin also saw that the eyes of the little tree man possessed that kind of unfathomable wisdom, or it could be said that those pupils were full of cunning and scheming.
——The familiar old bee is back!
The little thing merged with that thinking body, and after regaining consciousness, he looked up at the shadow above the dome in the sky and remained silent.
Everyone watched McGuffin's behavior, wondering what message Dumbledore left behind.
After seeing the eccentric little tree man, he became stupid immediately, and only knew to look up at Tianhou in a daze.
The crowd finally couldn't bear the doubts in their hearts, and slowly surrounded them.
Especially Harry, after he saw that Sirius and Ron had Aurors, and [St. Mungo's Hospital] survived and the therapist took over, he came to the vicinity of McGuffin and asked him what was going on eagerly.
McGuffin looked at the little tree man, and clearly pointed out the suspicion in his heart, "He is Dumbledore!"
"I know...you just explained that he is part of Dumbledore's legacy..." Scrimgeour said with a stern face, "Mr. Albert, what we really want to know is that Albus Dumbledore gave you information..."
Everyone stared at McGuffin at the same time.
"Ask him, he is really..." McGuffin pointed to the little tree man.
"Mr. Albert, now... you should not hide anything..." Scrimgeour directly interrupted what McGuffin was going to say, and asked again impatiently.
"No, listen to me, he is now..."
"Yes, I am... Dumbledore!"
After the little tree man heard that McGuffin was in trouble, he lowered his head and spoke slowly and cheerfully.
The revived headmaster of Hogwarts was not depressed by what he had become now.
On the contrary, it was quite pleasant.
Of course, this is how McGuffin, and Severus Snape and others who know the inside story... feel when they hear this sentence.
But after experiencing the little tree man's "I am Dumbledore" repeated verbal shocks, Professor McGonagall, Scrimgeour, Akimbard and the other wizards all felt dissatisfied with the little tree man's "behavior like this".
They regard this...as a normal behavior of the little tree people.
Directly ignoring Dumbledore's act of revealing his identity, he repeatedly waved his hands and pinched him like dismissing a child, driving little Dumbledore directly aside.
"Go...go...go over there and play by yourself, little guy!"
(End of this chapter)
