#432 - Chapter 432: Principal, Voldemort is back!
Sebastian's transformation caused Voldemort's pupils to shrink. As a knowledgeable Dark Lord, he had never seen such a half-human, half-dragon form.
No! Not to mention seeing it, he had never even heard of such a form. Even the countless magical books he had read did not record such magic.
However, he still discerned something from the traces of Sebastian's transformation.
This wasn't some special magic, but an Animagus!
But, weren't Animagi unable to transform into magical creatures?
What was going on with this dragon-human form?
Voldemort stared intently at the traces of Sebastian's transformation, trying to decipher more information.
However, before he could figure anything out, Sebastian moved.
His legs suddenly exerted force, and the ground instantly cracked into a spiderweb pattern. His entire body turned into a blur of afterimages, appearing before Voldemort almost in the blink of an eye. The huge spiked club in his hand was raised high, carrying a violent wind, and then slammed down!
“Thunder Bagua!”
A cold light flashed in Voldemort's eyes. The moment the spiked club fell, he turned into a cloud of black smoke and shot straight into the sky.
Boom—
碎石 飞溅 ， 原本伏 地 魔 站立 的 地方 出现 了 一个 惊人 的 大坑 。
Sebastian's gaze shifted, fixed on the rapidly moving black smoke in the sky, and he felt secretly excited.
Yo, flying magic! In the movies, only Voldemort and his Death Eaters knew flying magic.
To be honest, Sebastian had coveted this magic for a long time.
As long as he learned it, he could fly and cast spells without any flying equipment, increasing his mobility and doubling his combat power.
It's just that during the last wizarding war, Voldemort and his subordinates never used this magic.
Sebastian had also secretly asked Snape, who said he had never heard of this magic.
It seemed that this was a high-level trick that Voldemort figured out during his time as a ghost.
Very good, it will also be a Swann's!
However, Sebastian didn't plan to use this magic now. Unlike the Fiendfyre technique just now, the characteristics of this magic were too obvious. If he used it, it would only arouse Voldemort's vigilance.
In addition to this magic, he didn't even plan to use the Shield Charm stacking, after all, this was not the final decisive battle, and he still had to keep some trump cards.
The purpose of this action was just to flex his muscles to Voldemort, so that he wouldn't be arrogant after his resurrection, and not take anyone seriously except Dumbledore, and then target Swann Alchemy and cause trouble for himself every day.
The black smoke landed, and Voldemort appeared, staring coldly at Sebastian: "Sebastian, have you discovered Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?"
Sebastian didn't answer directly, but smiled slyly: "Guess!"
Without any pause, he lunged forward, swinging the spiked club heavily with his right hand, while swinging his wand with his left hand, pulling a piece of cooled boulder to block Voldemort's incoming Killing Curse.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t say, I will find out.” Before he finished speaking, Voldemort turned into black smoke again and soared into the sky, nimbly avoiding Sebastian’s attack.
Sebastian followed closely behind, dragon wings unfolded on his back, suddenly fanning, bringing up a howling gale, chasing straight up!
A fierce aerial battle unfolded. For a time, the light of spells scattered and burst, lighting up the dark sky again.
This time, Voldemort was no longer limited to simple Killing Curses, but showed his true strength as the Dark Lord.
One after another, powerful dark magic spells were fired in succession, turning into thousands of beams and shooting towards Sebastian. Each strike was precise and deadly.
Sebastian didn't dare to be careless. Although the magic resistance of the dragon scales was strong, he didn't intend to test the power of the opponent's spells.
Without stacking spells to resist head-on, he could only flap his wings, nimbly dodging the incoming spells. In the end, he simply put away the spiked club and only used the dragon bone wand to exchange spells with Voldemort.
With the blessing of the dragon bone wand, Sebastian's spells were thick and unmatched, and Voldemort had to conjure a shiny silver shield to block while dodging.
“Clang—clang—clang—”
Under the baptism of spells, although the silver shield was not destroyed, it kept making a low gong sound. The sound echoed in the air, making the Death Eaters in the distance feel chills.
They originally wanted to take the opportunity to get close to the island, but they were deterred by the earth-shattering battle in the sky and dared not move, only able to watch from a distance, their faces full of astonishment and fear.
“That black smoke is the Dark Lord, and that dragon-human-like guy is Swann?”
“What kind of magic is this? I've never seen it before.”
“Merlin’s beard... Sebastian is actually fighting the Dark Lord evenly. This is too incredible.”
In the low-pitched discussions of the Death Eaters, Sebastian and Voldemort flew farther and farther, gradually moving out of everyone's sight.
“What should we do? Should we chase after them?”
“How to chase? Can you fly?”
“Let’s go back to the island first,” Barty Crouch Jr. made the final decision, “Prepare to welcome the Dark Lord’s triumphant return.”
Of course, this was just Barty Crouch Jr.’s wishful thinking. In fact, Sebastian became happier and happier as he fought, and he had already learned many advanced techniques in this short period of time.
Seeing that Voldemort was no longer coming up with any new tricks, Sebastian dodged the opponent's spell, and then flapped his wings and hovered in the air.
Hehe, I made a lot of money today, let's just fight to this point.
Seeing this, Voldemort stopped attacking. The facts clearly told him that he could no longer keep the other party.
“Dark Lord,” Sebastian smiled and bowed, “Your careful guidance has benefited me a lot. Let’s end today’s sparring here. Ciao Ciao~~”
Voldemort didn't say a word, but looked coldly at Sebastian's departing back, and then flew back to the island with a sullen face.
............
On the other side, after a dizzying spin, Harry felt himself fall to the ground, with the scent of green grass everywhere.
What a pity......
The battle had just begun when Professor Swann teleported him away with a Portkey.
Had he returned to Hogwarts?
What should he do next? Professor Swann didn't seem to explain anything. The previous plan only lasted until he was rescued.
Harry's mind was dizzy, and his mind was full of the green light of the Killing Curse, and the wizard chess that soared against the wind.
That's right, Professor Swann!
Can he beat Voldemort?
He had to spread the news!
He had just struggled to get up when he was turned over by a pair of big hands.
“Harry, how are you?”
Harry shook his head, seeing Dumbledore in front of him, Aunt Mia with a concerned face, Sirius Black, Hagrid, and Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, who breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did he realize the footsteps and noise around him. Ron, Hermione, Malfoy, and Cedric were all running towards him.
He didn't have time to think, and suddenly grabbed Dumbledore's wrist.
“Headmaster, Voldemort is back! Professor Swann saved me. He is now fighting Voldemort. Please go and help him.”
Voldemort's name made the people around him gasp. Fudge's face turned pale and he squatted in front of Harry in horror.
“Potter! You can't make such jokes, it will cause panic.”
“Really, I’m not lying, Minister!” Harry argued anxiously, “There is a young man, Voldemort calls him Barty Crouch Jr., and there are many Death Eaters, I can say their names.”
“Avery, Macnair, Crabbe, Goyle, and...” He looked at Malfoy in the crowd and said softly, “Lucius Malfoy.”
Before he finished speaking, Draco roared angrily from the side: “Lies! Harry Potter, how dare you slander my father so!”
（又 修改 了 修改 打斗 的 结局 ， 改到 了 两千三百多字 ， 现在 看 着 舒服 多 了 ~ ~ ）
