Chapter 501 Wotan who killed the giant
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The stars call to their lord, and the dragons call to their king.
Thousands of stars are shining brightly, and the fire hits the sky.
Golden runes flowed in the sky.
The giant's tall horse was wrapped in flames.
The terrible flames melted his golden helmet, and the golden liquid covered the tall horse's face.
The sharp dragon claws tore apart the tall horse's body, blood splashed out.
"Roar--!"
The golden dragon raised its head to the sky and roared.
Let the whole magic world shake.
The tall horse is dead.
The golden head rolled to the ground
The golden dragon turned around and looked at the sky-filled dragon.
The mighty fire dragons descended, bowing their heads towards their king.
This scene shocked the teachers and students of Hogwarts.
Grabbing the golden head, the dragon flew to the top of Hogwarts tower.
The golden dragon opened its mouth and spoke words.
"Kneel down, or, die!"
The terrifying dragon's power was released, and the fighting giants dropped their weapons in fear when they saw their leader die.
They knelt down to the golden dragon.
The golden head was thrown down.
The golden dragon's scales began to shrink.
In no time, it went from eighty feet to smaller than the tiniest Peruvian fang.
The boy holding the silver sword raised the sword to command the dragons.
"Qunlong, return to your homeland."
The dragons with their heads lowered flew towards the gate leading to the valley.
John jumped down from the tower, and when he was about to land, his body was as soft as a feather.
After landing, he chuckled and said, "It seems that you all miss me a lot."
The Hogwarts students stared blankly at John, who had transformed from a dragon into a man, from his appearance to the present.
John returned strongly and defeated the most powerful giant army.
Professor McGonagall murmured in disbelief: "The dragon Animagus?"
As a master of Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall had never heard of an Animagus with such a form.
"He's back," said Slughorn, very gratefully.
From the moment he suspended John from school, Slughorn regretted it immensely.
He proved one thing, maybe he is not suitable to be a principal.
What happened this year made Slughorn reaffirm this idea.
"I think it is necessary for me to give you another enemy."
John turned to look at the group of wizards and said, "How about a group of experienced Aurors?"
He snapped his fingers, and every fireplace in Hogwarts was lit.
A green flame was burning in the hearth in the principal's office, and Barty Crouch Sr. stepped out of it.
He ordered: "All Aurors, arrest the gangsters who enter Hogwarts, and if necessary, execute them!"
The Aurors set off, they emerged from Hogwarts.
Just for this time.
The entire Hogwarts became an isolated island, and no one could get out.
The wizard who also tried to do something to the student was shot by the Auror.
Wearing a smart windbreaker, Old Barty came out of Hogwarts and said soothingly, "Students of Hogwarts, you are doing well!"
"It's the Ministry of Magic!"
"how is this possible."
"Isn't Barty Crouch under control?"
"why!"
I thought Batty Sr. was in control, but unexpectedly things turned around.
A wizard tries to escape, but finds his way out blocked, preventing him from apparating.
Aurors carried strikers and protected the students from entering the castle, and they kept cleaning Hogwarts of those who invaded Hogwarts.
Old Batty came to John and said, "I brought the werewolf capture team."
The pure werewolf team led by Sophie captured those bloodthirsty werewolves.
This time, the werewolves and the Ministry of Magic were on the same page.
Joining in the arrests is Batty Sr., a powerful wizard in his own right.
Coupled with the help of the Order of the Phoenix and Hogwarts professors, the liquidation began in the face of Voldemort's henchmen who no longer had an advantage in numbers.
John glanced over and looked at the woman who was exactly like his mother in a daze.
He was knocked on the head, looked up, and his father, Watson, was here.
"Where did you go, we are all so worried."
Although Watson wanted to be angry, he couldn't hide his smile when he saw his son's majestic appearance just now.
John said speechlessly: "Okay, I will definitely say it next time."
Seeing the bravery and brutality of his uncles, John felt like he was in another world.
Mrs. Wick cleaned up a dark creature and ran over to hug her son.
The people from Qunxing Club also came.
"Look, I knew he was fine." Malfoy said proudly.
There was still a wound on his face that Bellatrix had just caused.
Daphne wanted to get closer, but she was a little afraid.
But Fleur hugged John very generously.
Percy smiled bitterly: "Voldemort has entered the door, what should we do?"
John smiled when he heard this: "This is good news, isn't it?"
He chuckled and said, "This time, solve him completely."
Everyone in the Qunxing Club had no doubts, they all looked excited.
It's finally here.
The layout that started with the failure of the Ministry of Magic is now about to succeed.
But John poured cold water on them because he wanted to go in alone.
"Why?" Malfoy wondered.
John glanced at him and said, "You are not familiar with the inside."
"But isn't Neville in there?" Malfoy objected.
"Then you can challenge Neville after he comes out."
John knew Malfoy's personality well.
Just as he was about to enter the door, he saw Bellatrix beating the Weasley twins on top of him.
John's pupils contracted when he saw Bellatrix.
"It's really you, Tom."
"Wang!"
He said something to himself, which was heard by Tom running over.
John said speechlessly, "I didn't call you, Tom."
Tom tilted his head, thinking about dog life with his IQ.
Two owls, one black and one white, hovered in the sky, and their sharp claws easily tore apart the flying dark creatures.
Seeing Bellatrix's indefatigable appearance, John walked over and drew his wand.
"Making people into big monsters who walk around the night with a hundred ghosts?"
Recalling the scroll he saw, John had a cold look in his eyes.
I didn't expect Voldemort to be cruel to his own people.
Although this seems to extend Bellatrix's life, in fact, Bellatrix is just a puppet pinched by Voldemort to pull the string.
The process of walking the ghosts at night is painful.
Force the soul into the lifeless body, imbue it with the power of action with evil magic.
"Return of the soul."
John whispered the ancient language.
Bellatrix, who was still working, suddenly stopped, and then black smoke emitted from her body.
"No, no, no!" Bellatrix screamed, feeling her soul leaving her body.
A mass of dark soul matter emerges from the body.
John stared at the mass, drawing the sword of Silver Wick with his other hand.
The flaming sword of Silver Wick splits the black soul with one blow.
Bellatrix's soul was completely annihilated after experiencing a long period of life that was worse than death.
The body that has lost its soul begins to dissipate at this moment.
Malfoy looked at the dissipated Bellatrix with some confusion, it was his aunt after all.
The same is true for Sirius. As the last remaining blood of the Black family, another one died.
After dealing with Bellatrix, John went to a door, reached for the handle, and pushed it open.
A maze appeared in front of him.
John stepped in, and the door creaked shut behind him.
Dumbledore watched John leave in confusion.
This time, John will use his own strength to deal with Voldemort.
...
Harry chased the silver light, which he felt was guiding him.
In my heart, that feeling became stronger and stronger.
Meanwhile, he sees something familiar in the maze.
A broken tall wizard chess set brought him back to first grade.
There seemed to be no living things in the maze.
Every time he turned a corner, he saw a familiar object.
Some are celestial globes, and some are shorthand pens.
It's like a processing plant where the owner throws things in.
All sorts of things came up.
Harry had even seen the ass of a squirrel, which they were familiar with as they had been taking care of snails for a while.
The footsteps gradually slowed down, and Harry saw that the silver light was also slowing down.
The narrow walls in front of the eyes also began to become spacious.
Harry gripped the badge tightly. He guessed that he could see the silver light because of the guidance of the badge.
The further you go inside, the more spacious the venue becomes.
After going for a while.
Harry went through the maze.
He saw a spacious and familiar place.
The last level of the Sorcerer's Stone in the first grade, at the end is a platform with a mirror.
And that mirror left a deep impression on Harry.
Mirror of Erised.
Before he had time to think for too long, Harry's body was dragged up by a force.
A pale and terrifying face like a snake appeared in front of him.
"Quick," commanded Voldemort in a grim voice, "take out the Grail."
Just like the last level of the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort saw that the Holy Grail was inside, but he couldn't touch it.
Harry looked at the Mirror of Erised.
Harry in the mirror raised his head and gave him the middle finger.
"You want to fart, and you still take it as an open-book exam?"
...
Thousands of stars are shining brightly, and the fire hits the sky.
Golden runes flowed in the sky.
The giant's tall horse was wrapped in flames.
The terrible flames melted his golden helmet, and the golden liquid covered the tall horse's face.
The sharp dragon claws tore apart the tall horse's body, blood splashed out.
"Roar--!"
The golden dragon raised its head to the sky and roared.
Let the whole magic world shake.
The tall horse is dead.
The golden head rolled to the ground
The golden dragon turned around and looked at the sky-filled dragon.
The mighty fire dragons descended, bowing their heads towards their king.
This scene shocked the teachers and students of Hogwarts.
Grabbing the golden head, the dragon flew to the top of Hogwarts tower.
The golden dragon opened its mouth and spoke words.
"Kneel down, or, die!"
The terrifying dragon's power was released, and the fighting giants dropped their weapons in fear when they saw their leader die.
They knelt down to the golden dragon.
The golden head was thrown down.
The golden dragon's scales began to shrink.
In no time, it went from eighty feet to smaller than the tiniest Peruvian fang.
The boy holding the silver sword raised the sword to command the dragons.
"Qunlong, return to your homeland."
The dragons with their heads lowered flew towards the gate leading to the valley.
John jumped down from the tower, and when he was about to land, his body was as soft as a feather.
After landing, he chuckled and said, "It seems that you all miss me a lot."
The Hogwarts students stared blankly at John, who had transformed from a dragon into a man, from his appearance to the present.
John returned strongly and defeated the most powerful giant army.
Professor McGonagall murmured in disbelief: "The dragon Animagus?"
As a master of Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall had never heard of an Animagus with such a form.
"He's back," said Slughorn, very gratefully.
From the moment he suspended John from school, Slughorn regretted it immensely.
He proved one thing, maybe he is not suitable to be a principal.
What happened this year made Slughorn reaffirm this idea.
"I think it is necessary for me to give you another enemy."
John turned to look at the group of wizards and said, "How about a group of experienced Aurors?"
He snapped his fingers, and every fireplace in Hogwarts was lit.
A green flame was burning in the hearth in the principal's office, and Barty Crouch Sr. stepped out of it.
He ordered: "All Aurors, arrest the gangsters who enter Hogwarts, and if necessary, execute them!"
The Aurors set off, they emerged from Hogwarts.
Just for this time.
The entire Hogwarts became an isolated island, and no one could get out.
The wizard who also tried to do something to the student was shot by the Auror.
Wearing a smart windbreaker, Old Barty came out of Hogwarts and said soothingly, "Students of Hogwarts, you are doing well!"
"It's the Ministry of Magic!"
"how is this possible."
"Isn't Barty Crouch under control?"
"why!"
I thought Batty Sr. was in control, but unexpectedly things turned around.
A wizard tries to escape, but finds his way out blocked, preventing him from apparating.
Aurors carried strikers and protected the students from entering the castle, and they kept cleaning Hogwarts of those who invaded Hogwarts.
Old Batty came to John and said, "I brought the werewolf capture team."
The pure werewolf team led by Sophie captured those bloodthirsty werewolves.
This time, the werewolves and the Ministry of Magic were on the same page.
Joining in the arrests is Batty Sr., a powerful wizard in his own right.
Coupled with the help of the Order of the Phoenix and Hogwarts professors, the liquidation began in the face of Voldemort's henchmen who no longer had an advantage in numbers.
John glanced over and looked at the woman who was exactly like his mother in a daze.
He was knocked on the head, looked up, and his father, Watson, was here.
"Where did you go, we are all so worried."
Although Watson wanted to be angry, he couldn't hide his smile when he saw his son's majestic appearance just now.
John said speechlessly: "Okay, I will definitely say it next time."
Seeing the bravery and brutality of his uncles, John felt like he was in another world.
Mrs. Wick cleaned up a dark creature and ran over to hug her son.
The people from Qunxing Club also came.
"Look, I knew he was fine." Malfoy said proudly.
There was still a wound on his face that Bellatrix had just caused.
Daphne wanted to get closer, but she was a little afraid.
But Fleur hugged John very generously.
Percy smiled bitterly: "Voldemort has entered the door, what should we do?"
John smiled when he heard this: "This is good news, isn't it?"
He chuckled and said, "This time, solve him completely."
Everyone in the Qunxing Club had no doubts, they all looked excited.
It's finally here.
The layout that started with the failure of the Ministry of Magic is now about to succeed.
But John poured cold water on them because he wanted to go in alone.
"Why?" Malfoy wondered.
John glanced at him and said, "You are not familiar with the inside."
"But isn't Neville in there?" Malfoy objected.
"Then you can challenge Neville after he comes out."
John knew Malfoy's personality well.
Just as he was about to enter the door, he saw Bellatrix beating the Weasley twins on top of him.
John's pupils contracted when he saw Bellatrix.
"It's really you, Tom."
"Wang!"
He said something to himself, which was heard by Tom running over.
John said speechlessly, "I didn't call you, Tom."
Tom tilted his head, thinking about dog life with his IQ.
Two owls, one black and one white, hovered in the sky, and their sharp claws easily tore apart the flying dark creatures.
Seeing Bellatrix's indefatigable appearance, John walked over and drew his wand.
"Making people into big monsters who walk around the night with a hundred ghosts?"
Recalling the scroll he saw, John had a cold look in his eyes.
I didn't expect Voldemort to be cruel to his own people.
Although this seems to extend Bellatrix's life, in fact, Bellatrix is just a puppet pinched by Voldemort to pull the string.
The process of walking the ghosts at night is painful.
Force the soul into the lifeless body, imbue it with the power of action with evil magic.
"Return of the soul."
John whispered the ancient language.
Bellatrix, who was still working, suddenly stopped, and then black smoke emitted from her body.
"No, no, no!" Bellatrix screamed, feeling her soul leaving her body.
A mass of dark soul matter emerges from the body.
John stared at the mass, drawing the sword of Silver Wick with his other hand.
The flaming sword of Silver Wick splits the black soul with one blow.
Bellatrix's soul was completely annihilated after experiencing a long period of life that was worse than death.
The body that has lost its soul begins to dissipate at this moment.
Malfoy looked at the dissipated Bellatrix with some confusion, it was his aunt after all.
The same is true for Sirius. As the last remaining blood of the Black family, another one died.
After dealing with Bellatrix, John went to a door, reached for the handle, and pushed it open.
A maze appeared in front of him.
John stepped in, and the door creaked shut behind him.
Dumbledore watched John leave in confusion.
This time, John will use his own strength to deal with Voldemort.
...
Harry chased the silver light, which he felt was guiding him.
In my heart, that feeling became stronger and stronger.
Meanwhile, he sees something familiar in the maze.
A broken tall wizard chess set brought him back to first grade.
There seemed to be no living things in the maze.
Every time he turned a corner, he saw a familiar object.
Some are celestial globes, and some are shorthand pens.
It's like a processing plant where the owner throws things in.
All sorts of things came up.
Harry had even seen the ass of a squirrel, which they were familiar with as they had been taking care of snails for a while.
The footsteps gradually slowed down, and Harry saw that the silver light was also slowing down.
The narrow walls in front of the eyes also began to become spacious.
Harry gripped the badge tightly. He guessed that he could see the silver light because of the guidance of the badge.
The further you go inside, the more spacious the venue becomes.
After going for a while.
Harry went through the maze.
He saw a spacious and familiar place.
The last level of the Sorcerer's Stone in the first grade, at the end is a platform with a mirror.
And that mirror left a deep impression on Harry.
Mirror of Erised.
Before he had time to think for too long, Harry's body was dragged up by a force.
A pale and terrifying face like a snake appeared in front of him.
"Quick," commanded Voldemort in a grim voice, "take out the Grail."
Just like the last level of the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort saw that the Holy Grail was inside, but he couldn't touch it.
Harry looked at the Mirror of Erised.
Harry in the mirror raised his head and gave him the middle finger.
"You want to fart, and you still take it as an open-book exam?"
...
