Chapter 408 Voldemort appears
Finally, Mike came to the source of the sound.
Through the faint blue light coming from the surrounding 'fish tank', Mike could dimly see two werewolves, one large and one small, fighting together in the darkness.
Due to the perspective problem, the first thing that came into Mike's eyes was the giant werewolf-Fenrir.
The current appearance of it is not much different from what Mike saw before, but its right eye has been closed tightly, and there are even blood and tears dripping from it, as if it was injured.
And this injury also made it become more violent. Judging from the ferocious expression, it seemed to have lost all reason!
As for the little werewolf, due to the huge disparity in size, it was obviously no match for Fenrir.
I saw that Fenrir had bitten the back of its neck and pinned it down. The fur on its body was in a mess, and the hair in many places had even been completely torn apart, revealing the scarlet wounds inside, and blood was constantly flowing from it. It sprayed out, dyeing the surrounding fur red.
And this is not the most miserable thing. From Mike's perspective, the most serious injury on the small werewolf is its right front paw.
It couldn't even be described as an injury, because at this moment, his entire right front paw had completely disappeared. Under the faint blue light around him, Mike could only see a patch of blood red and some white bone stubble in it!
Mike took a deep breath and recognized the identity of the little werewolf in front of him - Lupin.
Although he didn’t know why Lupine could turn into a werewolf today when it was not a full moon night, but looking at Lupine’s miserable appearance, Mike finally couldn’t help but take action!
"Evisceration!"
As a spell that was suppressed to the extreme was uttered from Mike's mouth, a gray light shot out from the tip of his staff and hit Fenrir who was still biting Lupin.
After reciting the magic spell, Mike hurriedly took a dozen steps back as if he was avoiding something.
It turned out that his move was correct, because a few seconds later, a large group of pink, steaming intestines suddenly appeared where Mike was standing!
Seeing this, the muscles on Mike's face couldn't help but twitch.
Judging from the number and length of these intestines, if I had not escaped just now, I would have been completely buried by the intestines now!
This is the disadvantage of the intestine-removing curse. If the operation is not careful, the intestines may appear directly on the top of the caster's head, and the intestines of mammals are extremely long. The intestines of humans alone are up to four times as long as their height. Five times, so it is extremely important to quickly relocate after casting the spell!
(Don’t ask Mike how he knew that!)
Just when Mike felt lucky that he had moved his position in time, a deafening wail suddenly came from not far away. The volume was so loud that Mike couldn't help but cover his ears.
After hearing the sound, Mike saw that the two werewolves who were still fighting together had now separated.
The small werewolf that Lupine transformed into had already lost consciousness and was lying on the ground not knowing whether it was alive or dead, while Fenrir was wailing and crawling towards the intestines next to Mike.
Perhaps due to the severe pain, Fenrir's crawling posture at this moment looked extremely weird.
His waist was raised high, and his four claws were constantly tearing at the ground, scratching one scratch after another on the stone floor.
And his eyes were completely occupied by bloodshot eyes at this moment, and even the eye that had been closed from the beginning was opened, but there was no bloodshot eyeball like the left eye inside, and there was only darkness. , and the dirty blood that is still spewing out.
When are wild animals most dangerous?
The answer is a wounded and dying beast!
Mike, who knew this truth well, instinctively took a few steps back again, distancing himself from the pile of intestines and Fenrir.
At the same time, he also raised his wand, preparing to give Fenrir a fatal blow when he exhausted his last bit of strength.
At this time, Fenrir finally arrived at the location of the pile of intestines after experiencing a brutal crawl, but what he did next made Mike, a man who had seen countless things,... He couldn't help but widen his eyes.
He actually opened the wound on his stomach that Moody had torn open using the Shadowless Curse of the Divine Blade, and began to stuff the steaming intestines on the ground into his stomach!
This move undoubtedly brought him unimaginable pain, but he did not stop. He still whined and stuffed the messy intestines into his stomach!
Mike took a deep breath, he had to admit, he was shocked.
He even felt that his stomach was twitching continuously, and a feeling called nausea was forcing the contents in it to keep rising.
In order to prevent himself from actually vomiting out, and to make the terrifying scene end completely, Mike frowned and raised his wand, pointing it at Fenrir!
"The flames are blazing!"
A dark purple flame burst from the tip of the blackthorn wand.
Mike couldn't bear it anymore. In order to make the scene before him disappear forever, Mike didn't even use the Death Curse, which consumes less magic power, but directly used the Fire Curse!
"Let the fire purify everything."
Whispering softly, Mike closed his eyes, and the last scene he saw when he closed his eyes was Fenrir opening his blood-red eyes, looking at him full of resentment!
However, just when Mike closed his eyes, something happened suddenly!
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Mike opened his eyes instinctively, and saw a gust of black wind suddenly blowing in the huge brain hall, and the deep purple fireball he sprayed exploded directly in the tornado composed of black mist!
The black mist tornado instantly turned into a fire tornado, but only for a moment!
Those black mist seemed to have some kind of magic power. Mike's flame didn't even last a moment under its erosion, and was completely extinguished in an instant!
Mike looked straight at this astonishing scene. After seeing his flames disappear completely, he finally lowered his head. While looking at the black mist tornado that was still spinning at high speed, he said softly in a trembling voice:
"Brain Hall, I need support!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist tornado began to transform in front of Mike!
I saw it twisting and expanding in mid-air, and finally turned into three men in black robes that Mike was very familiar with!
Among them, the two people standing a little behind Mike had just met, Bellatrix and Lucius, and the one in the lead was surprisingly Voldemort!
Compared with the last time they met, Voldemort looked much better at this moment.
The skin on his body is no longer as wrinkled as that of a newborn baby, and his skinny hands have a lot more meat.
But the biggest change is the pair of vertical pupils!
It becomes more cruel and terrifying!
Mike's pupils shrank suddenly, and he jumped back several meters almost instinctively.
Voldemort didn't seem to care about Mike's behavior. He licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, and then looked at Fenrir who was also stunned.
Fenrir, who was stared at by those snake eyes, shuddered violently, and then started wailing like an injured puppy!
While wailing, he continued to crawl towards Voldemort, not even caring about his own intestines!
Finally, after crawling for a while, he arrived at Voldemort's feet.
Fenrir, a giant werewolf more than three meters tall, was lying at Voldemort's feet like a puppy complaining to its owner, gently rubbing his head against Voldemort's calf.
A weird smile rippled on Voldemort's face. Under Mike's gaze, Voldemort slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked Fenrir's head like he was comforting a puppy. .
"Ouch!"
Looking at the giant wolf that whimpered like a spoiled child, Mike couldn't help but feel a chill.
"Come on," Voldemort stretched out his hand in front of Fenrir, "Give me the thing."
Hearing this, Fenrir's weak face also showed a trace of a ferocious smile. He opened his mouth wide, his scarlet tongue rolled in his mouth, and a crystal ball covered with mucus fell. In the hands of Voldemort.
Voldemort laughed after getting the crystal ball, and Bellatrix and Lucius beside him also laughed when they saw this.
Among them, Bellatrix smiled so exaggeratedly that she could hardly stand, but Lucius next to her was smiling uglier than crying, and seemed to be very uncomfortable with this situation.
Suddenly, Voldemort's laughter stopped. This sudden change made Bellatrix and Lucius on the side almost stop the car.
"Mike Townley!"
A bone-chilling voice, like the whisper of an unknown being in the Nine Nether Hells, slowly came from Voldemort's mouth.
Mike raised his head slightly and stared at the most powerful dark wizard in the world expressionlessly.
At this moment, Voldemort's face was filled with endless malice, and his golden vertical pupils were locked on Mike, as if he would attack Mike like a poisonous snake in the next second.
"We meet again." Voldemort whispered, "It's been a long time since we last met. Well... I remember the last time we met was a year ago. At that time, you killed my most loyal servant, right in front of me! "
Voldemort suddenly yelled nervously. Mike remained expressionless, but he was holding the blackthorn wand tightly in his right hand. He knew very well that he was no match for Voldemort in a state of complete victory. Now, All he could do was delay and wait for support.
So he slowly said:
"Oh? Who is the person you are talking about? Why don't I remember it at all?"
In Mike's expectation, Voldemort would have retorted very angrily when he heard him say this.
However, he obviously misjudged Voldemort's reaction. Voldemort on the opposite side shook his head, turned his head and looked at the gray crystal ball as if he hadn't heard Mike's words at all.
After a while, a word that was almost emotionless came slowly from his mouth.
"Catch him and I will kill him myself in front of Barty's grave."
"Obey my master!"*2
After hearing this, Lucius and Bellatrix knelt down on one knee to show their obedience to the order, but Bellatrix seemed a little dissatisfied with Voldemort calling Barty Jr. his most loyal servant before, and then And added:
"I, Bellatrix, your most loyal servant will carry out your bidding!"
Unfortunately, her act of loyalty did not receive the response it deserved. At this moment, Voldemort was completely immersed in the study of the prophecy ball and waved his hand without looking back.
But Bellatrix was so excited that she seemed to have received some kind of gift. This made Mike once again confirm the fact that Bellatrix is indeed a complete madman!
"McTownley!" The trembling Bellatrix waved his wand excitedly, "Feel the fear!"
With this roar, Bellatrix and Lucius launched an attack on Mike.
In order to capture Mike alive, the spells they cast were control-type enhanced petrification spells and sleeping spells. But to be honest, in Mike's opinion, the spells they used were too weak, especially Bella's. Trix, perhaps the experience of being tortured in Azkaban for many years has wiped out most of her magic power. The spells used by Bellatrix at this moment are pitifully weak and the casting speed is poor. It can also be slow.
Facing these fragile spells, Mike didn't even need to release the armor protection spell. He could easily block it with a simple burst of magic power.
But Mike didn't do that. Now his task is not to defeat these two crappy dark wizards, but to delay time.
As a result, he chanted the Armor Protection Charm loudly, and almost instantly a faint light shield appeared in front of him.
However, the protective ability of this layer of light mask was obviously not outstanding, and it was shattered almost instantly under the siege of Lucius and Bellatrix.
"Damn it!"
Mike turned to the right, narrowly avoiding a magic spell. The expression on his face was so nervous that Bellatrix was so excited that he couldn't help laughing.
Lucius next to him instinctively felt something was wrong, but he didn't say much.
In his opinion, Voldemort and Bellatrix are both lunatics. For such people, he only needs to obey orders, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault.
Ever since, the three of them were entangled together again.
Mike was dancing on the edge of a cliff, nearly being hit by the curse every time, but no matter how hard Bellatrix tried, it was always just a little bit closer.
Finally, Voldemort, who was studying the prophecy ball in the distance, came to his senses. He turned to look at Mike, who was playing with the two of them like a cat playing with a mouse, and finally there was a trace of anger on his face.
"Trash! He's stalling for time!"
Bellatrix was stunned by such a roar, but then, Voldemort in the distance flicked his wand, and a majestic magic spewed out, pouring directly into the brain hall. Inside the black floor.
And with the influx of this burst of magic power, the entire brain hall trembled violently!
The tingling feeling from before appeared again in the center of Mike's eyebrows. He lowered his head instinctively, and saw that the floor around him seemed to be alive and wrapped around him, like a big hand, trying to hold him tightly. Hold it in your hand!
