Chapter 299 Nagini? Nagini?

Voldemort's face was gloomy, and he didn't care about Harris' death at all. He is more curious about some things about Harry Potter, and how can he get out of this situation?

He was already weak, but the Avada Kedavra just made him worse.

It can be said that now is his weakest time.

He was going to appease Harry Potter first, just give him a little time... just a little time, let him recover a little bit of magic, and he will Apparate immediately. Update the fastest .

Raiding Harry Potter? never mind. He discovers that he never knew Harry Potter.

This kind of ability to ignore the Avada Kedavra curse was something he couldn't even do when he was at his strongest.

Is it true that Harry Potter is my mortal enemy as prophesied?

Voldemort pulled out a smile: "Potter, I've always wanted to see..."

Harry smiled: "You shut up, I don't want to talk to you."

"Fihu!" Harry opened his palms and said a spell.

The magic surged like a net, and fell towards the pile of inhuman Voldemort on the armchair.

"Ah..." Voldemort let out a shrill cry.

Voldemort disappeared.

In Harry's hand, there was an extra round bead the size of a thumb.

Frank looked quietly, and saw a terrified face frozen in the bead. Is this the terrifying monster?

He looked at this indifferent boy with some fear, not knowing what would be the end waiting for him.

Harry twirled the bead a few times in his hand, then put it in his pocket.

Turning around, he looked at the old Frank.

Harry's eyes sparkled and seemed to see through Frank.

Frank avoided Harry's gaze.

Harry withdrew his gaze, a ray of light shot out from his hand, hit Frank's body, and said flatly, "This is your reward."

Because of the green light that Voldemort gave him just now, Frank,

Terrified to death, he touched his body nervously.

But I was surprised to find that my body became extremely strong and healthy, my legs became normal, and my waist was no longer stiff.

His whole body was full of strength, as if he had returned to his twenties.

After a period of silence.

Seeing that Harry stopped talking, Frank plucked up his courage and said, "That... can I leave?"

"Of course." Harry waved his hand casually.

Frank breathed a sigh of relief, he kept saying words of thanks, and swore with his life: "I will never tell anyone about you..."

Then, he picked up the crutches on the ground and left the room briskly.

When he came out of the attic, he felt lingering fear and looked back at the brightly lit room above.

What happened today is like a dream. I'm afraid if you tell others, they will think him a fool.

He looked at the crutch in his hand, smiled, and folded it hard.

"Click."

The cane broke in two.

With a vigorous throw, he threw the crutch outside the wall of the Riddle House, and then returned to his little dilapidated wooden house in a happy mood.

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Fireplace burning room.

Harry was sitting on the dilapidated sofa looking at the coquettish big snake with great interest.

Looking into those eyes, it seemed to see the deepest soul.

The big snake Nagini twisted its body uneasily, making a slight "hissing" sound.

Then, it jumped up and jumped at Harry.

"Hiss..."

It opened its mouth, revealing its venomous fangs, and bit Harry's neck.

Harry shook his hand.

The big snake Nagini was slapped against the wall fiercely, and it fell softly to the ground, shaking its head, a little dazed.

Harry stretched out his hand, and a suction force was generated, and the big snake Nagini was sucked in front of Harry by the volley.

It struggled violently in the air, with its tail and head shaking wildly, but it didn't help.

Harry said, "Voldemort, do you think I won't find out?"

Harry shook his head, and forcibly pulled out a transparent soul from the big snake's head.

This soul was weaker than the weak soul that Harry had just turned into a ball.

It was like a cloud of smoke, and even a face could not be seen clearly.

There are two gray holes in the head, which are the eyes of Voldemort's soul.

Voldemort opened and closed his mouth, but no sound came out.

Because he is too weak.

Harry sneered, "Is making a Horcrux so important? Are you so afraid of death?"

Harry was right, Voldemort was too afraid of death.

His soul that escaped from Hufflepuff's gold cup hadn't recovered, but after killing Bertha Jorkins, he couldn't wait to take advantage of her death, tore the soul again, and put a new The soul was hidden in the body of the serpent Nagini, making the seventh and last Horcrux in his life.

The process was necessarily painful for Voldemort, and it made him weaker as a result.

But that's nothing.

Let's talk about life-saving means first.

If he wasn't worried that his soul would be torn apart, he would have made a thousand or eight hundred Horcruxes.

Unfortunately, all his wishful thinking was useless.

The soul of the seventh Horcrux had already fallen into Harry's hands.

Harry squeezed lightly.

The soul of the seventh Horcrux was shattered.

If Voldemort could talk, he must be cursing Harry with the most vicious curse in the world.

When Voldemort's soul was drawn from the snake Nagini's.

The hostile eyes of the serpent Nagini disappeared immediately, because that soul was the root of Voldemort's ability to control the serpent Nagini. Through the link of the soul, Voldemort commanded Nagini like an arm, and he could see Nagini through spiritual dialogue. With Nagini's vision, he can give various orders to Nagini without words.

It is similar to the blood ring left by Slytherin to control the basilisk, except that Harry does not need to do such disgusting things as splitting the soul to control the basilisk.

But now that the soul is stripped, Nagini is just a big snake.

It curled up obediently at Harry's feet, shivering, as docile as a pug.

Because the dangerous breath on Harry warned it not to move around.

Harry cast his eyes on Nagini lying on the carpet, and said to himself, "Blood curse? Irreversible?"

"I'll try……"

Harry smiled slightly, and slapped Nagini's pointed snake head hard with his palm.

"Hiss... ah..."

Nagini, the serpent, hissed in agony, which alone could destroy the souls of Muggles.

Harry is using magic to force Nagini to get rid of the restrictions of the blood curse and restore his original body.

Even though Nagini's body was like a loach in a frying pan, thrashing about in pain, at this moment, Nagini did not dare to throw his tail at Harry Potter.

But Harry had no intention of stopping.

His hands were firmly on top of Nagini's head.

The magic power is constantly being squandered.

Slowly, Nagini's body softened, as if he was dead.

Spreading from the top of its head to other places, the scales fell off, the flesh cracked, and the blood flowed wildly, which was horrible.

Harry raised his eyebrows, thinking that the big snake Nagini couldn't hold on and just died like this.

The accident happened suddenly.

Under its cracked body, soft white light suddenly overflowed, gradually devouring Nagini's entire body, and finally turned into a pure white and flawless light cluster.

That day, Nagini became the light.

(?)

The light faded slowly, and a woman more dazzling than the light appeared on the carpet at Harry's feet.

Without a strand of hair, the beautiful jade body is exposed to the air.

Her waist is slender, and when she twists it gently, it is easy to think of a snake's body. What is out of proportion to her slender waist are two huge plump breasts on her chest, and her two jade legs are entangled.

Her face had the softness of an oriental woman.

It's just that this kind of beauty is too coquettish and coquettish, with a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

Her ruddy lips opened and closed unconsciously, as if whispering.

Her eyes are blood red, like two clean and pure rubies. But in her innocent eyes, there is endless charm.

The moment Harry saw these eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy, and there seemed to be a trace of evil fire in his body.

But he woke up immediately.

Harry reached out and rubbed the top of the Nagini jade (harmony) peak.

Seeing that Nagini was like a blank sheet of paper, allowing him to bully, Harry had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do you feel it?"

Nagini, who was restored to human form, had a blank memory and pure eyes like a baby. A genius of seven or eight Chinese, she doesn't understand etiquette, righteousness and shame now, but feels that the place covered by Harry's palm is very comfortable, which makes her moan uncontrollably: "Uh-huh... ah..." She also arched her waist in cooperation, leaving ha Lee's hand tightened.

"How about calling you Bai Suzhen?" Harry said.

While saying this, Harry never stopped his hands, working very hard and earnestly.

While snorting comfortably, Nagini looked at Harry with blank innocent eyes, she didn't understand what Harry was talking about.

When she saw that Harry was going to take his hand away, she even hugged Harry's hand hastily, pinching Harry's hand between the two mountain peaks reluctantly, rubbing it back and forth.

"Is this the legendary viper beauty?" Harry taunted, before finishing speaking.

Nagini suddenly curled up in pain.

It turned into a patterned giant snake again.

Harry: "..."

Harry frowned: "It seems that the curse of the Blood Curse is not so easy to remove..."

Harry stood up.

Looking somewhere east of Little Hangleton.

Nagini hesitated for a moment, but still slowly wrapped around Harry's leg.

Harry put his hand on the top of Nagini's head and stroked it twice. This action made Nagini's body stiff, but she did not forget the pain that seemed to be torn apart just after her body.

"You should really be thankful that your body is beautiful, otherwise you would have no need to live." Harry said softly.

Ah, yes, there's nothing wrong with admitting that.

Harry is simply greedy for Nagini's body.

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