Chapter 464: The Nature of Voldemort [16/39]

Chapter 464 The Nature of Voldemort

Some Muggle children even started to pray.

It's ridiculous to pray like a god as a wizard, but at this moment, it's the only thing they can do. They didn't even have the ability to look directly at the battlefield, and they could only pin all their hopes on George's victory.

When Dumbledore and the teachers exited the labyrinth, the teacher who stayed behind immediately greeted them, and Professor Flitwick asked in a panic.

"Did George win? Did we win?"

Everyone's ears were wide open, eager to hear the affirmative answer, but unfortunately, no one knew the answer.

"George and Voldemort are still fighting in the labyrinth. We can't help, and we can't participate in the battle between them. We can only wait, quietly waiting for everything to end." Dumbledore said calmly, his face mixed with irritability and unwilling.

He was very unwilling to be in such a state, this was not the situation he wanted to see. He thought that after he became stronger, he would never experience such powerlessness again. He was used to heavy arrangements and foresighted plans in everything he did.

But things sometimes backfired. He was back to the powerless state of his youth. He hated those memories and hated those feelings.

"wait!"

What a tedious and helpless word, but in so many things, what can you do other than wait? If possible, everyone hopes that they can get their wish, but when they are helpless, everything just turns into waiting and resignation.

There was nothing they could do, and more students began to pray silently.

In the maze, Harry and Hermione chased after the roar of battle.

The devil ape and the devil basilisk were fighting hysterically. They returned to their most primitive state, fought with their most primitive instincts, and started to fight with the help of their innate physical advantages.

The devil ape and the devil basilisk roared at each other, collided with each other, showing each other's fangs.

As the battle deepened, their bodies were covered with scars and bloodstains.

Even an invulnerable basilisk could not take advantage of the huge monster ape and the stone pillar weighing more than 1,000 catties.

That huge stick of 10000 jin will hurt when you rub it, and it will hurt when you touch it. Once you eat a stick, it will be like being hit by a high-speed train. The demon basilisk was like a baseball being hit at full speed, like a bullet out of the chamber, until it smashed into pieces of earth wall, and finally stuck to the wall and stopped.

Along the way, the scales of the snake fell off, and the flesh splattered.

The attack of the demon basilisk is equally important. The eyes of the evil long snake converge, and the two huge yellow eyeballs shoot out condensed rays. Everything is frozen and petrified wherever it passes.

The rubbed epidermis of the magic ape cracked instantly, spreading and removing mottled cracks. The viscous venom of the basilisk dripped on the body of the magic ape, like a corrosive pit, with blood flowing, and the wound was difficult to heal.

The terrifying battle is still spreading, they are like trains crashing at high speed, but they are more balanced and tenacious than the trains.

The magic ape and the demon basilisk smashed through a wall next to it, and chased into another tunnel. They seemed to have come to a battlefield where artillery fire was flying, the roar of explosions was everywhere, and the roar of monsters was everywhere.

"Who has the upper hand?" Harry asked Hermione anxiously, looking at the chaotic battlefield, looking at the distant backs of the Demon Ape and the Demon Basilisk.

The anxious battle made him uneasy, and the battle was not one-sided, and it was very difficult for George to deal with it.

"They're too strong, I can't tell them apart." Hermione bit her lip, and the corners of her mouth were faintly bleeding because she was too nervous and too hard. She was equally restless, and the battle seemed to be evenly matched, but George would be at a disadvantage.

She said in an uneasy tone, "It stands to reason that Animagus cannot be transformed into a magical creature." She remembered when George explained Animagus,

give them what they said.

"Yes, George said that wizards can't provide the huge magic power that magical creatures need. If they are forcibly deformed, they will be drained of magic power in an instant."

Harry immediately replied, "If you want to transform into a magical creature, it requires a wizard to possess the magic power of a magical creature, which is obviously impossible unless a special source of magic power that can replace the wizard's magic power can be found."

They have also fantasized about transforming into magical creatures, but the innate magic power of magical creatures is simply not comparable to wizards. Those magical creatures, a drop of blood, a feather, all possess terrifying magic power.

Unless the wizard is strong enough to make his own blood and his hair full of magic power, otherwise, the deformed magical creature will be drained of magic power and die immediately.

"Obviously, Voldemort couldn't have had that kind of magic. He didn't even have a body to begin with."

Hermione pressed her lips together and said in a stiff tone, "Listen to what he just said, what he got was a whole new body, not even a human body. Father's bone, donated by accident, servant's flesh, voluntarily donated. Out. The last introduction is the blood of the enemy, which is Dumbledore's plan."

"Dumbledore's plan is to use your blood to bring Voldemort back to life, so that the protective spell contained in you can erode Voldemort's dark magic. This will greatly reduce Voldemort's power and even be unable to hurt you. This is Deng Bridal's long-running program."

Harry said indifferently, "But unfortunately, when his plan failed, he looked down on Voldemort too much, and he looked too high on himself. Voldemort saw through his plan and found that my blood was in harmony with his dark magic. The degree is very low. This will only cause the attenuation of his strength, so he chose other materials."

Hermione said angrily, "This material is very powerful, very scary, and very suitable for dark magic. This is a material that Voldemort's strength could not use at the beginning. Until he obtained Wormtail from Wormtail and overheared from us. to the content of meditation.”

"It is this new material that makes his resurrection perfect and makes him stronger."

Harry felt a chill in his heart, his limbs became numb, and he said uneasily, "I probably know what the new material he used is."

He said in a trembling tone, "It's the basilisk. He directly replaced the blood of the enemy with the body of the basilisk. He directly plundered the body of the basilisk, which he couldn't have done."

"It was our mistake that helped him. Wormtail overheard meditation from us. Voldemort became so powerful through meditation. He even plundered the body of the basilisk. He is now a living basilisk."

(To be continued.)