Chapter 928 This is not fair!

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Kyle didn't know what the relationship between Voldemort and Harry was now, but he found something very interesting... that is, when these two people get together, they always do something that is not in line with common sense.

For example, when Harry saw Voldemort, his first reaction was not to run away with his friends, but to hide there and eavesdrop. Even if he realized that he might be exposed, he continued to do his own thing and turned a blind eye.

This is a very unreasonable thing, as if his curiosity and recklessness were infinitely magnified.

Of course, this is just Kyle's opinion. If these behaviors are placed on Harry, it seems normal.

However, Voldemort's changes are very obvious.

First of all, after Harry appeared, his attention seemed to be attracted all of a sudden, like two magnets attracting each other, locked tightly on each other.

When Kyle ran out with Harry, he thought he had been exposed. It was not until Voldemort walked past him at the entrance without looking back that Kyle realized he seemed to be safe.

Voldemort did not seem to notice that he was here.

This was very strange. His invisibility magic was not particularly good. With Voldemort's strength, as long as he paid a little attention and looked carefully, he would definitely find traces of magic around him.

But Voldemort did not do so. His eyes were on Harry from beginning to end.

Another point is that the runes that he took care of like a baby also fell out of favor after meeting Harry and was ruthlessly thrown behind his mind.

This is a test.

Kyle obviously couldn't stand such a test. When Harry rescued Hermione and everyone came to confront Voldemort, he decisively returned to the secret passage and found the runes abandoned by Voldemort in the house at the other end.

When Kyle came over, it was drooling around the Malfoy family.

Lucius, Draco, Narcissa... There are three people here, and it has three heads, just right. As long as Voldemort gives an order, it can have a full meal.

Lucius and Draco Malfoy were already scared silly, trembling and curled up on the ground, not daring to breathe, their faces and lips were whiter than the wall next to them.

"Squeak..."

A harsh sound broke the slightly weird silence in the room.

It was the sound of someone stepping on the wooden floor.

There were two people in the room, and five pairs of eyes looked at the direction of the sound almost at the same time.

"Sorry, I didn't disturb you." Knowing that he was exposed, Kyle lifted the magic and slowly revealed his figure.

He originally wanted to sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the floor here would ring after stepping on it. He didn't know whether Sirius didn't pay attention or he deliberately left the doorbell.

After all, if Harry came from Hogwarts, he would definitely pass by here, and making some noise would just remind Sirius.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Seeing a strange wizard coming in, the Runespoor snake immediately stood up, and the three snake heads as big as flying brooms opened their mouths at the same time, revealing their sharp fangs.

Among the magical beasts related to snakes, the Runespoor snake can be said to be a relatively famous one. The danger level is 4X, second only to the long-horned water snake and the basilisk. It is also the most dangerous snake magical beast that wizards may see.

After all, the long-horned water snake and the basilisk are not something that ordinary wizards can encounter.

Under normal circumstances, a Runespoor snake is about 6 or 7 feet long, but the one in front of him is obviously abnormal.

The snake head and body are already 20 feet long, and the body is thicker than the thigh of an adult wizard.

Runespoor snakes of this level are rare, and even among the magical beasts of the 5X level, they can be ranked at the top. Obviously, as Voldemort's Horcrux, it also has its own unique features.

Kyle waved his wand.

"Faint!"

The twenty-foot-long body of the Runespoor rose into the air, slammed into the wall behind it, and stopped moving.

"Long time no see, Malfoys." Kyle looked at Lucius and Draco on the ground.

"It seems that your loyalty has not been favored by Voldemort. He wants to make you into pet snacks."

"Kyle..." Draco Malfoy was finally able to open his mouth, but fear made it difficult for him to speak a coherent sentence, so he could only repeat,

"You promised me... You promised me..."

"Not me, but Professor Dumbledore..." Kyle glanced at him.

Draco Malfoy seemed a little desperate.

"Well, I did come to fulfill his promise." Kyle shrugged and continued, "I'm so glad you just escaped death, otherwise, Professor Dumbledore would have to break his promise."

Kyle pointed his wand forward, and the door opened immediately, of course, the door to Hogsmeade.

Several Death Eaters guarding here immediately noticed the movement, but before they could react, a sharp and thick vine shot out from the wall of the teahouse next to them and pierced through their chests.

Then, Kyle walked out of the room.

Perhaps because it was next to the Forbidden Forest, there were still many trees and vines in Hogsmeade, which also provided great convenience for Kyle.

A few minutes later, he came back again.

"You can leave." Kyle said, "Oh, by the way..."

He looked at Lucius and Narcissa who was being carried on his back, "You remember to go to the Ministry of Magic later and explain everything you have done.

"Don't try to get away with the same thing as you did more than ten years ago, or I will come looking for you."

Lucius Malfoy didn't speak, he just looked at Kyle deeply, turned and walked out of the room.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door, he was stunned.

As a member of the Death Eaters, he naturally knew that Voldemort also kept manpower here, and in order to quickly control all the shops, there were quite a few, a total of thirty Death Eaters.

But now, these people are dead.

If he remembered correctly, Kyle had only been out for a few minutes.

Lucius's throat moved. If it hadn't been for the Cruciatus Curse that had emptied his stomach of all the contents, he might have vomited it out by now.

"What are you waiting for?" Kyle urged from behind, "Hurry up, maybe Voldemort will be back soon."

Lucius continued to walk forward with heavy steps, the smell in the air making him a little unbearable.

To be honest, he couldn't tell who was more terrifying, Voldemort or Kyle.

Maybe it was Voldemort... After all, Kyle didn't want to kill them for the time being and allowed them to save their lives.

"I...will go to the Ministry of Magic." Lucius stopped and said in a hoarse voice.

No matter what he thought before, at least now...or the moment he stepped out of this door, he really wanted to make up for the mistakes he had made.

"I'll intercede for you," Kyle waved the wand in his hand and smiled. "Draco and I are friends after all."

Draco Malfoy shivered, and at this time he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"That snake..."

Lucius suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "That snake is very important to the Dark Lord... to Voldemort. You'd better find a way to kill it."

"Thanks for reminding me, I will." Kyle said.

By this time, the rune snake that had fainted had also come to life.

The head on the far left opened its eyes first, and then quickly took a bite on the other two heads.

The severe pain and venom dispelled the effect of the coma spell, but before the rune snake could get up completely, three powerful fires wrapped around its neck.

Then, Li Huo tightened suddenly.

The red scales were instantly burnt to a burnt black... Like cutting butter with a red-hot knife, the fierce fire passed through the body of the rune snake.

"Dong dong dong..."

Three snake heads fell to the floor one after another.

Something seemed to come out of the rune snake's severed head...it was a twisted, black and sticky thing.

Kyle raised his wand upwards, and the fire that was about to go out rekindled and quickly clung to those black things.

Li Huo was never picky about food, but in the blink of an eye, those things were burned completely, leaving no residue at all.

When it disappeared, Kyle vaguely heard an extremely weak, distant scream of pain, which came from the fragment of Voldemort's soul.

But this voice was also swallowed up by the fierce fire.

It's all Voldemort's fault. He left his Horcrux here to tempt him. How could he withstand such a big temptation?

Kyle flicked his wand and prepared to pick up the rune snake head on the ground.

But just as he walked over, his heart suddenly tightened, as if he was being stared at by something terrible.

Well... who cares, it's not the first time anyway.

Kyle walked over, picked up a rune snake head on the ground, then turned around and returned to the secret passage behind him.

Meanwhile, on the grounds of Hogwarts...

The unexpected situation on the battlefield surprised everyone. They could not figure out why Voldemort suddenly fell to the ground like he was in great pain.

Sneak attack?

But who can sneak attack Voldemort?

The Death Eaters took this matter more seriously than others. Barty Crouch Jr. wanted to step forward to ask, but was also blocked by the magic magma.

His core Death Eater identity, which he was so proud of, had absolutely no effect at this moment.

Scrimgeour's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know what happened to Voldemort, this was an opportunity for them...an opportunity to kill Voldemort.

"Avada Kedavra!" A green light went straight towards Voldemort.

Aurors never stick to the so-called Unforgivable Curses, especially when facing Death Eaters. From the day they started the war, Death Eaters were no longer protected by the Wizarding Act.

Not to mention Voldemort.

However, Barty Crouch Jr. reacted equally quickly and immediately used his wand to throw a Death Eater away, just in front of the Death Curse.

A flash of green light flashed, and the Death Eater who didn't understand what was going on was killed by the Death Curse on the spot.

Voldemort also raised his head from the lava.

He just glanced at Barty Crouch Jr. lightly, and did not express approval for his behavior, nor did he mean any praise.

He pointed his wand at the passage he just came out of, and the tip of the wand shot a death curse that was thicker than Scrimgeour's.

At the same time, the other hand waved vigorously.

The magma on the ground seemed to come alive, condensing together quickly, and a huge fiery red palm suddenly emerged from the bottom and grabbed the disabled Scrimgeour.

"Ah!" The scream echoed over Hogwarts.

And in the secret passage.

Kyle hadn't even come out completely, and he saw a thick killing curse blocking the road in front of him.

Voldemort seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

Fortunately, Kyle had guessed his thoughts. Fawkes on his shoulder spread his wings and used Apparition to bring Kyle back to Hogwarts from the secret passage.

A flash of fire, Kyle appeared in front of Voldemort.

At such a close distance, Voldemort could naturally see the snake head in Kyle's hand.

His eyes turned completely crimson, and he opened his mouth and shouted angrily.

"You actually... unforgivable!"

The furious Voldemort waved his wand at Kyle again, and the war was ignited again at this moment.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"God of War!"

The two spells met in the air, and what no one expected was that they actually stalemated.

The invincible Voldemort actually tied with Kyle in the spell competition.

No one dared to believe that this would happen, and even Chris took the time to rub his eyes during the battle.

He thought he was dazzled...that was Voldemort.

But Kyle was not too surprised.

From just now, he found that although Voldemort still gave him a dangerous feeling, he was not as scary...even worse than when he was in the Hesperidian Islands.

"It seems that being injured three times in a short period of time is not so good for you, right?" Kyle looked at Voldemort opposite him, and his empty left hand suddenly waved upwards.

A stone spike rose from under Voldemort's feet.

"Multitasking..."

"Wandless casting..."

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick shouted at the same time, their eyes full of disbelief.

Although it was just a simple Transfiguration spell, it was surprising enough to be able to use another spell while competing in magic power.

After all, even in Hogwarts, there was only one Professor Flitwick who could do this.

This was a standard duel technique, which was difficult, but it was not very useful in practice.

How should I put it? The strong ones didn't need it, and the weak ones could hardly turn defeat into victory with this trick. Only when the two wizards were of similar strength could it play a role of surprise.

The gap between Voldemort and Kyle was still large, but he was injured.

The sharp stone spike penetrated his feet and stabbed into his calves.

In severe pain, Voldemort's hand trembled... The magic connection was broken.

The originally stable magic ball suddenly lost its balance and hit Voldemort hard.

"Ding..."

A crisp sound echoed over the field.

The magic that hit Voldemort was blocked by a small silver shield, which was the magic that Voldemort used to deal with Dumbledore in the Ministry of Magic.

Kyle was a little disappointed, but it was within his expectations.

Then, a gray light flew from the side.

"Ding..."

A small silver shield also appeared in front of Kyle, and it was covered with complex patterns, which looked more exquisite than Voldemort's bare shield.

"You actually... stole my magic!" Voldemort's eyes seemed to be redder, and all kinds of black magic bombarded Kyle like they were free.

He even felt an inexplicable grievance.

Stealing his basilisk and his magic, this kind of wizard can get Dumbledore's favor and become a professor at Hogwarts, why can't he!

This is unfair!

"Don't talk nonsense, who stole your magic." Kyle said while resisting Voldemort's bombardment: "This is authentic ancient magic, learned from Merlin, and has nothing to do with you, a Nat."

The ancient armor spell, he learned from an ancient letter on his 17th birthday, which was a letter from Merlin to his students.

So it really has nothing to do with Voldemort. If there is any, it is because Kyle subconsciously used that shield when he was studying.

"Well, if you don't like it, I can just change it." Kyle muttered softly.

Although Kyle was almost overwhelmed by just resisting Voldemort's spell, he still found an opportunity to hastily change the knight's shield in front of him into a round shield, and shouted loudly:

"Is this okay?"

Voldemort gritted his teeth, wishing to kill Kyle with a wand.

But because he was too angry, his spell began to deviate more and more, and even a corrosive spell fell a few feet to the left of Kyle, almost to the horizon.

Kyle also got a moment to breathe.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being Voldemort.

He was hit twice by Dumbledore's spell, burned once by Fiendfyre, and just had a Horcrux destroyed. His soul was affected, but he was still so strong.

Kyle even suspected that if he hadn't accidentally destroyed his Horcrux in advance, Voldemort would have killed everyone with injuries.

No, there was probably no chance of a direct battle, so he had to think of other means.

Kyle threw out another runeskin head, distracting Voldemort for a moment, and at the same time seized the opportunity to secretly throw out a round object and mix it into the spell.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

Voldemort didn't notice this... No, maybe he noticed it, but he didn't care.

The gap in strength was too big, Voldemort didn't care about Kyle's conspiracy, anyway, these had no practical effect.

He admitted that he underestimated Kyle a little bit, and coupled with the wounded soul, he was pierced through the foot by the stone spike, and was angered by his words, which caused the spell to deviate, giving the other party a breathing time.

But Voldemort was confident that this situation would not happen again. He waved his wand as before, ready to bounce Kyle's magic and then give the other party the final blow.

He didn't want to waste any more time and was ready to end this boring battle.

Voldemort waved his hand and used magic to hit the things thrown by Kyle to the side, and the wand lit up green at the same time.

"Avada..."

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the small ball that touched the spell exploded on the spot.

A stream of yellow-green liquid rushed to his face, with an incomparable sour smell, and hit Voldemort's face head-on.

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